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story_codes: M/g(6)

story_intro: After receiving a Teacher of the Year award, a man receives an unexpected visitor in his hotel room. The little girl in a schoolgirl outfit is in desperate need of some tutoring and challenging assignments that only he can provide. At first, he is unsure if he is being set up, but the tot's cute little charms quickly lead to a very hot and intimate classroom session.

story_language: English




Working Girls: Ashlee Earns Extra Credit

Written by madvlad


	Gary sighed as he removed the dress shoe from his foot and rubbed where the leather had been cramping a bit. He wasn't used to dressing this formally and usually wore soft loafers in the classroom. But one didn't attend a banquet and accept an award as the state's Teacher of the Year in the usual classroom attire.

	The award came as a genuine surprise to Gary who, at age forty-five, had settled into a career of teaching elementary school and also living a bachelor life. He had created some innovative teaching programs for the third graders he taught and willingly shared his work with others. Eventually it got the notice and here he was tonight.

	He had been married once to a woman who left him for...well, Gary couldn't remember and really didn't care. In a way, the divorce had taken some stress out of his life instead of creating any trauma. Although his wife had never mentioned anything, even during the split, Gary had known he was somewhat undersized in the male department and it always made him feel inadequate.

	Another source of tension had been his attraction to very young girls. With his wife gone, Gary had been able to spend more time trawling the internet for photos, drawings, and videos of girls without the fear of being caught. He always kept his activities legal, but still had some very interesting material that gave teasing glimpses of the charms the small sweeties had to offer. More recently, he had also been frequenting sites that featured stories with hot little girl action.

	In the classroom, he had always avoided anything that might merely be construed as impropriety. His fear of being exposed had even led to him avoiding giving a student a mild pat on the shoulder. But he had a nearly perfect photographic memory and had spent many hours masturbating to the visions of girls in his school wearing particular outfits - if anything at all. 

	In the days prior to tonight's banquet, he had been haunted by an odd and recurring fear that it would be announced before the crowd that he harbored salacious desires for little girls. But of course nothing of the sort had occurred and he was looking forward to a good night's sleep before driving home in the morning. Someone on one of his more frequented sites had posted some links to some celebrity lines of swimwear that featured very skimpy beach clothing for even the youngest children and he was eager to indulge.

	Wearing only a t-shirt and boxer shorts, he was walking toward the bed when he heard a knock on the door. Looking down, Gary saw nothing of much concern as his shorts concealed anything embarrassing so he went to answer the door. At first, he thought there was no one there. Then he looked down to see a small girl dressed in a white blouse, blue pleated skirt, white socks and Mary Jane black leather shoes. In one hand was a small pink My Little Pony purse.

	She looked like a schoolgirl sent from Central Casting. Between her clothing, her freshly scrubbed face, and shiny red hair, she looked completely innocent and adorable. Gary's dick twitched in his shorts as he regarded the child, who looked up at him with her big green eyes and smiled.

	"Hello," she said politely. "Are you Mr. Abernathy?"

	"Yes."

	"I'm Ashlee and I'm six years old," she chirped. "I'm here for the surprise party."

	"What surpr-" Gary started before the girl scooted around him and entered the room.

	Gary ducked out into the hallway, but saw no one there. Confused, he went back inside to find that this Ashlee had climbed onto the bed and was using it as a trampoline, her purse lying discarded at the foot of the bed. As she started each descent, her skirt flew up, revealing a pair of smooth, milky little thighs and white cotton panties that hugged her deliciously ripe bottom and the tiny swelling in the front. Gary walked back to the bed, hoping to find a way to make his mouth work as he stared at this six year-old vixen.

	Seeing his expression and where his eyes were roaming, Ashlee gave him a saucy grin.

	"Are you looking at my panties?" she giggled.

	"Um, well I..." Gary sputtered as Ashlee stopped bouncing and flopped onto the bed in a sitting position. 

	Scooting her legs up, the girl slid her panties off, showing Gary her bald little twat for maybe a second. But it was a sight that burned into his memory - the roundness of the flesh and the small cleft that promised the unattainable. Then Ashlee bolted upright on her feet, still giggling as she tossed her underpants to the flabbergasted teacher. 

	Out of reaction, Gary caught the thin bit of fabric, staring at it in amazement as it hung draped over her fingers. Several times he had considered purchasing a package of little girl underwear - nothing racy, just the typical stuff that was displayed on the racks. But he was paralyzed at the thought that someone would question why he was doing such a thing when he didn't have any children of his own. In reality, the sales clerk or anyone else wouldn't have cared less but Gary had visions of dozens of customers staring at the outed pervert as store security rushed to the scene.

	But now he had a pair, fresh from a six year-old's cute little body where it had been covering all of her private areas. Any further contemplation was interrupted as Ashlee took a couple of steps and jumped off the bed and onto him. Startled, Gary dropped the panties and reached to catch the girl. One hand went around her back and the other caught the back of a thigh. She slid a little once she was pressed against him, sending her leg down until Gary's hand was under her skirt holding one soft young buttock. The tiny cheek was warm against him and he couldn't help to squeeze it some. 

	Ashlee placed her hands on Gary's chest, cooing softly as she maneuvered herself against him.
As she spread her legs to partially encircle his middle, he became acutely aware of just where her bare crotch as it was pressing against the fly of his shorts. 

	Surely the girl couldn't know about intercourse, he thought. But Ashlee wriggled her body up a little before reaching down with one hand and pulling his hard-on through the fly of his shorts. Then she squirmed down, sliding in his hands until he felt the heat of her tiny pussy as it mashed against his glans. They froze, Ashlee staring at him with her bright green eyes, expectant. 

	Trembling, Gary dropped the hand from her back, capturing the other buttock. Ashlee braced her hands against his chest and pushed with enough force to let him know what direction she wanted. Gary hooked his thumbs around the front of Ashlee's small hips while his fingers dug into her rump. He helped her down, feeling her labia part and then the kiss of inner flesh against the tip of his penis.

	She was wet - wet and warm and willing. Gary's head was spinning as he pulled the redhead onto his prick. He was finally inside the forbidden treasure box - the delectable, hairless cuntlet of a little girl! Her entrance clutched at him, practically scraping him with its tautness. And past that she was snug and moist. The girl worked her body, undulating in a way that seemed all the more obscene because of her age and smallness. Her movements encouraged Gary, who took over and moved her compact body up and down.  

	With her hands free, Ashlee unbuttoned her blouse which had become un-tucked while she was hopping on the bed. The front fell away, exposing her smooth tummy and flat chest that further emphasized her immature form. Gary moved her with more force, her childish cunny gripping and slurping his cock. Ashlee's hole was like an oven, baking his prick in her juices.

	Gary's balls seized, and Ashlee let out a small exclamation as his hot seed was injected into her tiny girl bits. They fell onto the bed; Ashlee grunting as the man landed on top of her while his staff was still embedded inside her. Finding his strength, Gary lifted his torso up and locked his arms. 

	There lay his little fantasy with her limbs out-flung in seeming surrender. Her school clothes were in disarray and her skirt was flipped up in front to show where his cock was still locked into her small, immature genitals, the hairless folds pulled wide around his shaft. In a rare occurrence of rapid resurgence, Gary began to get hard again, growing inside the six year-old's pussy. From her reaction, she felt it too as her eyes grew wide and her breathing became labored. Slowly, Gary began another round of intercourse, gazing into the girl's face as she took him again.

	A look further down showed the smooth surface of the child's pubis bulging slightly every time he worked his cock inward. Her breath was loud and he could only imagine how such a small girl could take it all. Her tiny pussy squeezed him as it was made to do a woman's work. This time, Gary lasted longer, capturing the vision of her damp tongue sweeping her parted lips and the high-pitched gasp that escaped her mouth as she was inseminated again.

	This time he withdrew, lying on his side as they both recovered from their exertions. Gary had done most of the moving work, but taking a man's meat in her miniature cuntlet was no easy thing for a six year-old. 

	Ashlee moved first, rolling to her hands and knees to crawl from the bed. Her skirt was still up over her back and Gary gazed at the child, still mostly dressed but panty-less and her skirt and blouse re-arranged from her very adult activity. He admired the curve of her small thigh in profile and how her ass cheek swelled slightly from the top of her limb while she was bent over. Gary reached out and clutched the smooth buttock, squeezing as Ashlee still tried to crawl.

	His prick jerked to life and he knew what he wanted - past inhibitions be damned. He didn't know who this little slut was and how she had come to arrive in his room, but he suddenly felt an aggressive urge that belied his years of timidity.

	He sat up and pulled the girl until her knees were near the edge of the bed. Standing up, he rubbed his sex-slimed prick against Ashlee's ass. The girl murmured something and tried to move, but Gary leaned over her.

	"It's time to earn some extra credit, Ashlee," he said, his breath hot in her ear.

	Holding the diminutive redhead by the waist he pulled her bottom against his cock. Ashlee made some noises in her throat. From experience, she knew where he was aiming and tried to ready her muscles accordingly. But he was very quick and Ashlee let out a long squeak as she was anally penetrated.

	As his prick was enveloped in the warm richness of a six year-old's small and tender ass, Gary groaned lustfully. He kept working his fuck-lubed rod deeper, getting farther inside than he had with her cunt. Ashlee wriggled in his grip, gasping for air but taking everything he gave. She settled down and it seemed like her ass muscles were constricting and releasing in a way that invited more of his dick inside her. 

	Inflamed by his need, he pounded the child's ass with gusto, watching her tiny buttocks jiggle as she was sodomized. He leaned over her, holding himself up with one hand while the other easily held her small body in place and spoke to her while continuing to lance her guts with his meat.

	"You're so tight back here. I bet you never had a cock in your ass, have you, little girl?"

	"Uuunnnhhh!" Ashlee moaned. 

	She had, in fact, had quite a few men in her rear end during her young career in prostitution. But she knew that some men liked to think they were the first doing this or that with a little girl (and everything but her cherry - lost a few months ago - could be faked. And the shock of Gary's sudden anal insertion made still hard to speak much, so she settled for just making sounds. 

	In her purse was a microphone that her minder was monitoring through a wireless earpiece. Had she screamed for help or had failed to make any type of audible response, he would have been in the room very quickly. But she could tell that Gary had just been very excited and now he was saying all kinds of nice things to her.

	"You're such a beautiful girl," he panted. "And your ass just loves it, I can tell. You can't get enough if it, can you? Gawd, you're so sweet. Such a sweet little pussy. And such a sweet little ass. You want it so bad, I can tell.

	He was hammering her hard, now. Ashlee managed some affirmative grunts to response to his lewd monologue. He may have been smaller than most of the men who had used her before, But his cock was giving her bottom a thorough rubdown on the inside. Having cum twice already, he lasted a long time before planting some hot gushes of semen into Ashlee's silky little rectum.

	Gary collapsed on the bed, rolling to his side and taking Ashlee with him. With his prick instill inside her, he fondled her hairless cunny which was still leaking from their earlier action.

	"Do you feel how wet you are, little girl? You were born to love this, I know."

	Ashlee said nothing as the man massaged her snatch but pressed against him, enjoying the pleasure he was giving her. She had already been aroused by his dick the first two times they copulated and even the ass-fucking and added stimulation. Gary was surprised when his little red-haired tart quivered and mewled with a small cum of her own. He rubbed her chest and belly with his hand, smearing the goo from her pussy as he whispered more lewd endearments. Then his voice tapered off and she could hear him snoring.

	Gary's prick had wilted enough for Ashlee to extract herself from him without waking him. She crept into the bathroom to wipe herself with a washcloth. After finishing with a few other things, she took her purse and left the room.

	Gary woke in the middle of the night with a need to empty his bladder. He was having some fantastic dream about fucking the hell out of some little red-haired girl and was disappointed that Nature had interrupted him. After getting out of bed - where he had passed out on top of the covers - he ambled to the bathroom and started to urinate.

	While holding his penis, he noticed that it was covered in crust in several places. As he pondered the visions from his slumber, he realized he must have had a wet dream - the first in about thirty years. Sheepishly, he grinned. Parts of the dream had seemed so real but one point that stuck that told him it had been a dream - who would have known about his secret desires and who would have dared to send a little girl on such an errand?

	It was when he was washing his hands that he noticed the tiny pair of panties lying on the sink counter. In red marker across the seat was a crudely drawn heart and in childish block letters underneath was scrawled the name ASHLEE (with a smiley face after it).

	Now Gary was jolted wide awake. The girl had been real. And one so young could not have been part of a police sting - anyone in law enforcement who would pimp a little girl would be first in line for the prison bus. So he was left with the pleasant mystery as to who his benefactor was. And with the fantastic memories coming back fully in all their lurid detail.




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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


--

Double for Nothing!!  Tricks for Free!!!

http://www.mrdouble.bz

Be There.....
