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story_codes: M/g, anal, cons

story_intro: Kathy returns to see Mr. Hillman after losing her cherry to him the last time. But now, she wants to be "treated like a boy". The teacher is more than happy to oblige the ten year-old.

story_language: English





Claridge Academy, part 14

Written by madvlad


Note: See previous parts for the description and background of the characters and plotlines (particularly Parts 3 and 8). Part 14 takes place at the same time as Part 13 - just with different characters and a different orifice.


	Roger Hillman paused to enjoy the warm weather while walking to his cottage on the campus grounds. It was just after dinner in late September and before everyone would be bundled in coats with their heads bowed to avoid the chilling winds. While he was standing there, he spied to small figures walking toward the administration building.

	He recognized five year old Meagan Andrews and her friend...Gwen? No, Gretchen. He waved to them and Gretchen waved back. Meagan seemed preoccupied and was staring straight ahead. The teacher had heard about sixteen year-old Sue Andrews' outburst in history class today and imagined that Meagan had too. But the little girl was completely different than her problem case older sister, much to the relief of her present and future teachers. 

	Since they were heading to the administration building at this hour, he imagined that they were to meet with the headmaster, Marshall Eddings. The new headmaster, like his predecessor, liked to meet with some of the students one-on-one or in small groups to see how they were doing and to better keep in touch with the mood of the school. Hillman was sure that Eddings, who seemed like a decent fellow, would be sure to counsel Meagan that her sister's horrid conduct in no way reflected on her. Hillman hoped that the child would carefully digest whatever the headmaster had to give her.

	After returning to his cottage, he resumed typing an exam for the next quarter. Pausing, he mused about the coming winter and how the students would look like with tights on beneath their skirts instead of just their bare legs. Last year, he wouldn't have paid any attention to this, but after his previous encounters with fifth-grader Kathy Stepnowski and getting a close-up view of luscious little Meagan in only her underpants, he found his thoughts taking an erotic drift toward these young girls. After years of cavorting with young boys in his native England, Hillman had accepted his pedophile preferences. So he wasn't shocked to see where his predilections had taken him here at an all-girls school.

	A knock at the door interrupted his reverie. He opened it and was surprised to see a young boy standing there. But a second look showed him that it was not a boy but ten year-old Kathy. She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt along with a baseball cap over her short brown hair. Hillman was sure that the look was intentional.

	He greeted the girl and let her in. When they sat together on the couch, they exchanged brief pleasantries before Kathy stood up and then knelt between his legs. Although he was delighted by her direct approach, he didn't want her going too quickly.

	"Er, Kathy, there's no need to rush."

	"I know," she said as she unzipped his fly. "But I want to be just like a boy to you. Please tell me if I'm not doing this right. I looked it up on the internet."

	She took out his cock, which stiffened in her hand as she looked at it with a hint of nervousness. She took a tentative swipe at the head with the tip of her tongue. After looking at Hillman in the eyes for a moment, she bent over again and began licking his prick, slowly and lightly at first, then harder and faster as she became more confident.

	"So far, so good," he murmured as he praised whatever deity had blessed the school with obviously faulty internet filters on its servers. 

	Kathy smiled at him and then started to suck on the head of his prick. She tried a little too hard, pulling a vacuum until her cheeks collapsed inward and she lost the grip with her lips. After the second time, she grunted in frustration, making Hillman speak up.

	"You don't need to suck so hard. Just do it enough so that you're still comfortable. And you can use your tongue as well."

	Kathy took his advice and relaxed her suction somewhat while she wiped his cock with her tongue. As she got more comfortable with this, she began carefully sliding her mouth back and forth along his shaft to take in another inch or so during each cycle. Becoming more aggressive, she wrapped her hands around the base of his cock (for he was far too big for her to take his entire length in her mouth) and began moving faster. The warm, wet massage of her mouth was sending the teacher close to the edge. And the sight of her slim, boyish figure kneeling before him with her bobbing head took him the rest of the way.

	"Kathy, I'm going to cum," he warned. "You may not be able to take all of it."

	But the little girl ignored him and kept her lips sealed on his prick as she shot his load. By the third squirt, she jerked her mouth off of him, sputtering. The last few spurts flew errantly and landed on her face. Hillman gave her a handkerchief while he patted her upper back.

	"Are you all right" he asked as her coughing dwindled.

	"Yeah," she replied. "I thought I could swallow it all but there was so much. The women on the websites all do it."

	"Yes. Well, they are highly experienced, have much bigger mouths, and are prone to a great deal of exaggeration," he explained as he stuffed his cock back in his pants.

	Kathy grinned sheepishly and looked around for a place to set the soiled handkerchief. Hillman politely took it by one clean corner and deposited it in his laundry hamper. He returned with two filled glasses - orange juice for her and a whiskey for him. After handing Kathy her glass, he sat down next to her, contemplating what to do next. But Kathy took the lead again.

	"How soon can you, um, do that again? Everything I read on the net was different."

	"Oh, give me a half hour and I'll be right as rain."

	"Can we watch one of those movies before then?"

	He knew what she was referring to and saw no point in being coy. So he inserted a DVD into the player and then sat back with her to watch some man-on-boy porn. Kathy's eyes grew large as she saw young boys her size and younger taking large cocks up their greased rectums. Glancing surreptitiously at her, he could see her fingers creep down between her legs but said nothing. 

	Although he had sorely missed sex with the much younger set, he didn't want to take advantage of her. But having become familiar with her family background (she and her sisters were orphans living with a maiden aunt who sent them to Claridge when each turned five); he suspected that she craved some adult affection as much as she did the sex. This was a way for her to be close to someone, and Roger Hillman gladly fit the bill. He resolved that he would do as much as he could for her and let her be the one to initiate any sex between them.

	He heard her gasp and saw her shudder once as they were watching the video. The little minx had made herself cum while viewing little boys get their holes filled with cock. After a little more than a half an hour, she reached over and felt the lump in his pants. As she looked at him questioningly, he stood and took her hand. 

	"Let's do this in a proper place this time," he said as he led her to his bedroom. 

	He swiftly doffed his clothes so he could watch the youngster stripping. When she was down to her panties, he could see how the soaked crotch was plastered to her vulva. She quickly pulled the underwear down and stepped out of them. Her sleek young body was completely smooth, its skin accented with touches of orange-gold from the setting sun that beamed through the window.

	"I see you're already to go," he observed as he reached for her dew-covered cuntlet.

	Kathy suddenly clasped her hands protectively over her mound as she stared at his rampant prick.

	"No, not there," she said. "Treat me like a boy. Please"

	He pulled her close to him and leaned down, kissing her deeply on the mouth and with his tongue through her lips. The little girl moaned in a high voice and responded with her tongue. Hillman slid his hand down her slim back and fondled her tight young buttocks, enjoying the feel of the pliant flesh wrapped in taut silky skin. When he slit his fingers into the tight groove between her warm globes, he was surprised to feel something slippery near her rosebud orifice. He broke the kiss and looked at her with wry amusement.

	"Oh, uh, I put some stuff back there, and inside me too," she stammered as she blushed. "A website told me what to use and how I can push with my butt and stuff so it doesn't hurt when you go in me."

	"Well done. I hope you're as diligent when doing research for class work. Shall we?"

	He guided the young girl to the bed, where she laid face-down with her legs hanging from the edge. Hillman cold see that their relative height would still be an issue, so he took a pillow and tucked it under her crotch in order to elevate her properly. He pressed the mushroom-shaped head of his prick to her clenched puckered entrance and leaned in. 

	Kathy felt him against her and she pushed with her bowels like she had read. Her anus opened like an iris and she felt the teacher's hard flesh begin to enter her. As he continued to push against her, her orifice kept stretching and stretching - far more than she could have believed. She only had clouded memories of fear and pain of the night she had been anally raped by him while he was in a drunken stupor. She couldn't remember how much she had been stretched open then and only hoped she could do the same now.  At least this time, it was uncomfortable with only a very small bit of pain. 

	But she didn't want him to stop. She wanted him to want her again and again, so she said nothing beyond a few grunts that escaped her clenched mouth. Then the stretching of her asshole stopped. It felt like it was an elastic band pulled to its limits. Then it was her interior that was being pushed open as his cock drove deeper and deeper inside, filling her with an immense presence of hot, hardened flesh. 

	Hillman stopped several times to let the little girl adjust to his invading member. Finally, he had five inches buried in her rear end and did not want to risk injuring the girl, so there he stayed. 

	"Are you ready for me to fuck you?" he asked.

	"Ugh. No, wait."

	"Are you hurt?" he asked, alarmed.

	She could feel him tense and shift his hands on her hips like he was going to pull out.

	"Don't move," she pleaded. "I'm just trying to get used to you being there. I feeling like I'm swollen."

	Hillman listed to Kathy's ragged breathing and rubbed her back to soothe her. Looking down at her small, orb-like buttocks impaled from between and the slim lines of her hips and thighs, she could have easily passed for a boy. But as he slid his other hand underneath her from the side, the smooth, fleshy mound with the delicate cleft was definitely female. 

	"Uh, no. I want you to think I'm a boy," Kathy pleaded as she felt him caressing her cunny. 

	"But you're not and that's just fine," he replied. "Now just relax and let me do the work. Enjoy this part of being a girl."

	He probed her slit with a finger, trying to see if he could get a finger inside. But the girth of his cock embedded in the little girl's ass made her cuntal passage press flat. The only way to get a finger in there would be to cause her some pain, so he contented himself with massaging Kathy's hairless sex and teasing her clit.

	"Oh, I...ah," she gasped as they both felt her juices start to flow again from her cunny. 

	She knew he was going to make her cum and she was helpless to do anything about it while her ass was so heavily impaled. So she did as he suggested and simply relaxed, letting her stimulated pussy take her for a ride. When she came, the pressure in her rectum seemed to compress the waves of pleasure emanating from her sex, making them even more intense and last longer. She screamed wordlessly until her climax finally started to ease.

	With the little girl lying in a limp heat on the bed, Hillman gripped her small waist and commenced to fuck her backside. After her orgasm, she was able to handle the movement of his thick cock inside her clenching rectum. As Hillman couldn't recall much of their first meeting, he reveled in her hot, oily tightness with every thrust. Kathy let out a small hum in her throat each time she received him. The hum turned into a whine as he picked up his pace. 

	It barely registered to him that he was actually able to penetrate the child a little more after so many repeated thrusts. It was nothing conscious on her part; merely her young body opening itself more to his cock. He felt his balls quivering and gave two more might heaves through the little girl's anus before his sprayed his sperm deep into her immature rectal cavity.

	Kathy felt a small surge of satisfaction as she felt herself being flooded. She had done it - had provided him with pleasure that no one else had been able to give him for two years. 

	Hillman pulled his deflating cock out of Kathy's bottom, grinning as he felt the tiny anal ring squeeze his meat just before he popped free. It was always this way with the young ones - boys and now girls alike. An expert at buggery, he took a towel he had grabbed on the way to the bedroom and folded it several times over Kathy's ass. Then he rolled her onto her back, keeping the towel on her, so that her ass could drain into the absorbent material.

	"Uh oh," she said. "I think I'm leaking back there."

	"It's all right. That's why I had the towel ready."

	After a while, she walked unsteadily to the bathroom, where he helped her into the shower. Later, she sat with him on the couch (with the television and video off) and they simply talked about whatever she chose. He walked to her to the door so she could return to her dorm before curfew and kissed her on the forehead. 

	"As always, you are welcome back any time."

	"Could I..." she started, looking down and twisting the toe of one sneaker on the floor.

	"Yes?"

	"Could I maybe bring my sister over some time?" she asked, referring to her eight year-old sister, Eva. "She doesn't have a grown-up like a dad in her life, either."

	"If you feel like it is right, then yes. But remember that we must keep this all a secret because some people will not understand."

	"I know that," she said with a relieved smile. 

	"Oh, one more thing, Kathy."

	"Yes?"

	"That first time when those other girls brought you here - they made a movie of it, didn't they?"

	"Uh huh. I hoped they would never show it. Then one morning there was a note under my pillow that said that I didn't have to worry about the movie. It was written on real fancy paper and who ever wrote it signed it from 'The Five'."

	"The five what?"

	"That's all it said - The Five."

	"Now that I put things together, I believe they tried to use their video to blackmail me the next day, but there was some cheap shock movie in its place. They were quite surprised. It appears we have some guardian angels watching over us."

	The next morning, Hillman found a sealed envelope with his name written on it slipped though the mail slot in his front door. He thought about what Kathy had said as he felt the fine paper. Inside was a note written in an elegant hand.

	"Dear Mr. Hillman,

	We have been watching you from afar and were quite concerned about the incident several weeks ago concerning you and Miss Stepnowski. She was deeply injured in spirit afterward and we felt we might have to intercede further. However, this crisis seemed to have passed following her next visit - her first voluntary one - to your home. We do not know the details of her two visits to you after that night except that we noted that she is much happier - happier in fact than she was before this whole affair began at the hands of Miss Andrews and friends. We commend you on however you have treated the young girl.

	There was a video taken of the events that first night, but it is no longer in the hands of those who would wish to cause either of you harm. We are quite aware of your sexual preferences and will not stand in your way as long as you do not injure our little ladies here. With that said; we wish you much enjoyment and may perhaps include you in some of our future endeavors. In the meantime, if you feel the need to contact us for some reason, there is a safely anonymous e-mail at the bottom of this page to use. 

	Good Day,

	The Five"

	Hillman stared out the window as he saw several groups of girls walking toward the dining hall. This was a damned curious piece of business. Well, he thought to himself, who says that a literature teacher cannot live a life of adventure?

	

	
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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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