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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, March 04, 2019

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Filename: grading5.txt
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story_codes: teen boys and teengirl/little girl (8), cons

story_intro: With accounts settled with Mr. Nolan and his teen gang of rapists, attention now turns to little Hannah, the other victim. Amd she's about to receive some very kinky therapy.


story_language: English




Grading the Curve, part 5

Written by madvlad


	Naturally, there had been some disbelief on their part. But curiosity and the promise of the experience had won out. After the explanations were done, they waited expectantly.

	Hannah was surprised and pleased when Trish arrived at her house. Usually, Naomi and Toby came to get her before they all walked over to Toby's home. But Trish said that she decided to hang out with Hannah today.

	"Nice place," Trish remarked as she looked about. "Hey, why don't you show me your bedroom? I'll bet it's pretty cool."

	Hannah certainly thought it was but wondered what the teen would think of the unicorn dcor. But Trish seemed suitably impressed before tossing her book bag on the bed and patting a spot next to her for Hannah to sit down.

	"How are you doing, now?" Trish asked softly.

	Hannah looked at her feet for a moment while she idly kicked her legs.

	"Okay. Naomi said you did something so those boys won't be mean to me or her anymore."

	"Oh, yeah. It probably still hurts a bit when they walk. But they certainly got a lesson - a permanent one. And not all boys are like that - remember that. Most are pretty okay. When you're my age, you'll be dating some."

	But Hannah shook her head.

	"I'm not dating any boys forever."

	Trish patted the little girl's back and sighed.

	"I understand, but what they did to you can be very special if done right. And a lot of fun."

	Hannah giggled as Trish tickled her ribs. Then she turned to the older girl; her brown eyes wise and serious behind her glasses.

	"It's scary," she whispered. "They hurt me in my kitty."

	Trish carefully removed Hannah's glasses.

	"And I'm going to love you in there," the teen said to the little girl.

	Hannah mumbled worriedly when Trish drew up the hem of her shirt but, after a pause, lifted her arms to allow Trish to remove it. Just barely eight years old, Hannah had no curves and Trish stopped for a moment to admire the utter flatness on the girl's meager frame. The teen leaned in and captured one of the tiny nipples, sucking at it until she pulled enough of the skin to nibble. 

	When Hannah felt the urge to squirm, Trish put her hands on the girl's side, feeling her ribs while she chewed the niplet to erection. Moving to the left, Trish used her tongue this time. Now Hannah could watch as her other titless nipple was teased, licked, and flicked until it was in tis excited state. 

	"You've got such a sexy little rack, there," Trish purred while she unsnapped Hannah's jeans.

	The eight year-old was nearly breathless from the throbbing and sparks in the spit-shined areas that were years away from development. It even made her feel funny elsewhere - in that place where Trish said she was going to be loved. 

	Trish had to stop again to get Hannah's sneakers and socks off. Eyeing the bare toes, the teen remembered the secret eroticism she had enjoyed when she had painted the nails purple not that long ago. Returning to the girl's jeans, Trish found that Hannah's lack of curvature in her hips made it quite convenient to shuck the pants off. The little girl's legs were slim but enticingly firm and smooth.

	Meanwhile, Hannah's best prize remained hidden behind the flowered undies she wore. Hannah had her fingers curled around the waistband and Trish hoped that she would voluntarily push the garment down. 

	"Can I keep my panties on?" Hannah asked in a small voice.

	It was just a mild setback and Trish knew she'd have the girl aroused enough before long so she left the panties in place for now. Quickly removing her t-shirt and bra, Trish hugged the nearly naked child to her before kissing her on the mouth. Hannah jerked when the older girl's tongue went into her mouth but she slowly relaxed as her own tongue was found and wetly caressed. 

	Trish ran one hand down the middle of Hannah's back, feeling the bumps of the girl's vertebrae before continuing to the back of her panties. Fortunately, the underpants were slightly large on the girl and Hannah peeped against Trish's slithering tongue when the teen's hand played over the bare skin of her buttocks. 

	One time when Naomi was at the kitchen table with Toby, she had leaned across to show him something on a math problem. The girl had been wearing leggings and when her low-hemmed shirt as risen up, Trish had lustfully admired the eleven year-old's firmly packaged ass. Hannah had a smaller version of that tightly curved rump which Trish now petted and squeezed while practically tongue-fucking the child's mouth as her lust steamed through her body.

	She drew Hannah's panties down over her little ass cheeks before gripping the cotton in the front. Hannah's tongue-plugged murmurs showed some concern, but the girl did not struggle as her undies were finally stripped from her. 

	Capturing the eight year-old's dainty pussy in her hand, Trish's heart trip-hammered. Hannah was so smooth and tiny! As tasty as Hannah's mouth was, Trish had to get a better look at the fleshy jewel she now held. Cuddling the girl in her lap, Trish stopped the oral session so that they could both look down and watch as Hannah's bald genitals were fondled and explored.

	The girl's mons was soft and pliant and Hannah leaned against Trish's bared breasts as she was massaged. Finally probing between the hairless labia, Trish found the miniature opening but left it for the moment to seek the child's clit. The miniature nubbin was squeezed in a milking motion, making Hannah tremble and moan as she was prepared. Trish did not stop when the first bit of liquid oozing from the little girl's hole but kept working the entire mound and slit until Hannah was panting and her cunny drooling.

	"Mmmm...Do you know what it means when a girl's cunny gets all wet like this?" Trish said in Hannah's ear before giving the edge of the lobe a lick.

	"Nuh uh," Hannah rasped.

	"It means the girl is ready for this."

	Hannah gaped as Trish slowly inserted her finger into her heated twatlet. The finger flexed and pressed as it rubbed the sensitized surfaces of the eight year-old's tunnel. Now Hannah moaned loudly and went limp against Trish as she was skillfully molested. The childish cunt slurped wetly on the diddling finger and all Hannah could do was to spread her legs even wider to encourage the lewd treatment. 

	"I'm gonna make you cum, baby," Trish crooned as she worked a second finger into the little girl's snug sex hole. 

	Hannah writhed in Trish's lap as she was stretched and kneaded deep inside. Her bald lips were spread around the last knuckles of the digits buried in her roiling young snatch. Adding her thumb to the mix, Trish pressed and rolled the child's clit. Hannah jerked and began to whine anxiously as the mysterious thing she would learn was called an orgasm mounted its assault. The eight year-old was completely submissive as her climax took her, cumming with no restraint in the older girl's lap.

	Her head lolling, Hannah felt as if she was floating as she was laid on her back on the bed. She could hear Trish going through her book bag and then heard nothing while Trish busied herself. Hannah would have raised her head to look but was feeling too contentedly lazy.  It wasn't until Trish held a cylindrical shaped object covered in ridges in front of her eyes that Hannah took notice.

	"It...it kind of looks like the things that boys have - that the mean boys hurt me with," the girl observed.

	"And it's nicely lubed for you," Trish said brightly as she put away the Vaseline she had been smearing on the dildo. "Don't worry, it's a small one. And it goes right here."

	Trish slid Hannah's feet up, making the younger girl's spread legs bend upward at the knee. This exposed her crotch and enough of her ass for Trish to slide the dildo between the lower portions of the cheeks. She angled the tip upward and located the indentation she was seeking.

	"Now push like you're on the toilet," Trish instructed.

	"Like I'm pooping?" Hannah squeaked.

	"Yes, it loosens you up."

	Hannah did as she was told and could feel the object pressing against her bung hole. Just as she thought nothing would happen, her anus expanded and she could feel the slow penetration of the dildo in her ass. Whimpering, she tried to squirm as her snug little rump was filled with the gel toy.

	"Perfect," Trish announced when just the handle was protruding from the little girl's well-stuffed rear end. "You're making me hungry, though. I think I'm gonna have a snack."

	Hannah's eyes widened. Was Trish going to leave her here with her kitty all wet and bothered and that thing in her bottom? 

	"Do you know what I'm going to have?" Trish cooed.

	Hannah shook her head.

	"Your cute little pussy, that's what," Trish answered before plunging her mouth down between Hannah's legs.

	Hannah squealed as her hairless twat was ravenously eaten. Trish had wanted to do this ever since she first saw Hannah walk into the Gormans' kitchen. Naomi was tempting, too, but Trish could tell that Toby was getting a crush on her, even if he didn't know it at the time. 

	As for Trish, she would never cheat on her boyfriend, Toby's brother, Greg, with another guy. But girls were definitely in place. It was a shame she had to wait this long to have Hannah but it would have been impolite to strip her down and eat her on the kitchen table with Toby and Naomi there. 

	Grabbing the dildo, Trish twisted it while ass-fucking the child with it. Hannah's toes wriggled as her greased rectum was scraped and mauled but trying to lift her ass away from it only pushed her snatch harder against Trish's mouth. The tongue that had done those incredible things in her mouth was now licking and pressing her soupy little cunt. At last understanding that she could only submit and be sexed to the breaking point, Hannah calmed. She writhed slowly, feeling the build-up between her legs again but the invader in her plugged ass made those other feelings concentrate more strongly. The eight year-old came again, squirting her nectar into her lesbian lover's mouth.

	Hannah was still naked on the bed. Trish had removed the dildo from her rear and had left the room for a moment. Now with her eyes closed, Hannah heard footsteps and felt the mattress shift as Trish sat next to her. 

	"Phase Two: Don't be afraid of boys," Trish told her. 

	Hannah opened her eyes and was startled to see Dennis and Ian, two of Naomi's friends, in the room. They had always been nice to her and had been concerned when they saw her limping toward her house after she had been raped. They didn't know what had happened and Hannah had been too frightened that day to do anything but scream and hurry away from them.

	"I recruited them," Trish explained. "They've never been with a girl yet so everything is going to take it slow."

	Hannah could tell that they were nervous, too. She held Trish's hand the entire time as the teen got everyone into position. Dennis sat on the bed as Trish guided Hannah into his lap facing him, letting her soaked little snatch sink down on the twelve year-old's erection. The boy gasped as he watched his thin hard-on disappear into the little girl's smooth slit and felt her heated juices are her sex took him in.

	Now Trish had Ian step in behind Hannah. His dick was a little larger than his best friend's but Trish still thought it was cute. She handled it with appreciation but from the boy's moans, she knew she'd better get it inside Hannah before Ian shot his load all over her back.

	The second boy's cock slipped between Hannah's buttocks and found the greasy opening. Hannah's anus, still slightly and temporarily stretched from Trish's toy, now expanded again as the barely adolescent prick entered her ass just enough to get the head in.

	Then it started carefully under Trish's direction. Hannah's two openings were filled but while one boy was thrusting into her, the other was sliding out. Already aroused from two prior climaxes, the eight year-old rocked between the two older boys as they kept her filled and rubbed. 

	Ian's prick made her rectal muscles twitch while Dennis's cock churned the juices in her tight pussy. As she moaned throatily in her childish voice, Hannah swayed sultrily. Her sleek little body was pummeled and her tight, slippery passages rewarded her new lovers. Mewling, Hannah came harder than before, her twat and anal muscles gripping the hard meat inside with desperation as she shook.

	Just as her mind cleared, she felt the dual sensation of hot jets shooting inside her tiny pleasure chambers. She was in awe with the realization that she had made two bigger boys cum inside her. It wasn't the bad thing like before as both Dennis and Ian mumbled their praises.

	It wasn't long before the boys were ready again. This time, Trish had Hannah sit facing the other way in Dennis's lap so she could be sodomized by him. The eight year-old's legs were spread widely and het bald pussy was shiny from all of the attention it had been getting. It was also leaking a bit but Ian didn't mind as he slid into her gooey little fount. 

	When they began again, Trish gathered her clothes and bag. Greg would be home soon but she promised Hannah that she would be back.

	"Can we come back, too?" Ian asked an hour later as they were getting dressed. 

	His parents would both be home soon and it probably wouldn't be long before Mr. Gorman dropped Naomi off. With several loads of boy cum in her compact young body, Hannah knew she needed a bath or her panties would be a sticky mess. 

	"Yes, please come back," she replied. "I liked this."

	After Ian and Dennis left, Hannah paused on her way to the bathroom. Like Naomi had experienced, it was sometimes hard to be the smartest kid in her class, especially after just skipping a grade. But in other ways, she thought as she slipped a finger into her saturated quim, it was very nice to be advanced for her age.


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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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