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story_codes: M/g(8), semi-sons, cons

story_intro: Ellie would still be deep within her shell if it weren't for the substitute teacher who patiently took the time to show her how special she really was. And then he set about to make her feel special all over - and inside in several places.

story_language: English





The Substitute, story 1

Written by madvlad


	Barry Renfro could have been a successful actor, but he had no regrets in following his heart and becoming a teacher. He wasn't interested in remaining in one place, becoming tenured and cruising toward a retirement and pension. No, he preferred roaming instead, finding temporary work as a substitute for teachers out for long periods of time. It often allowed him to personally connect with a young student who was usually shy but blossomed under his tutelage when he spent extra time with them.

	Such was the case with Ellie, with whom he was very personally connected with at the moment as his dick was in her eight year old mouth. It had only been a month ago when the girl, who often tried to go unnoticed in class, had seen her first cock, courtesy of the kind teacher who had gone out of his way to befriend her. Barry remembered how he had coaxed her to lick him, which she had timidly done with just the tip of her tongue.

	Now she was kneeling low on a chair before him taking him all the way to her throat without gagging. She flexed her lips as she moved her head back and forth, adding an extra dynamic to the wet caresses she was giving her teacher's meat. And that wonderful little tongue of hers flicked and swirled all over his shaft. Occasionally, she would momentarily lose her grip with her lips, creating a thick slurping sound before she regained the seal. 

	Although she was now an accomplished cocksucker, Ellie knew this was a naughty thing to do and still blushed very time before she took him in her mouth. But Barry knew she adored him and was desperate to please. Her kind always was. 

	He exploded in the youngster's mouth and Ellie quickly responded with huge gulps, sending every bit of his seed to her tummy. Barry loved watching the third grader's slender neck work as she ate all of her whore food. As she held him in her mouth and prodded his glans with her tongue to get him completely clean, Barry let his eyes wander over her body, especially enjoying the view of her bare young legs, so smooth and nicely formed for such a little kid. She was wearing a skirt today, just as he had asked her to. 

	When Ellie was finished with her meal, Barry had her stand up on the chair so that they were nearly at eye level with one another. Then he told her to take off her panties. The girl blushed fiercely and tried to protest.

	"But Mr. Renfro, you see my kitty!"

	"It's not as if I haven't been showing you my privates for the last month," Barry countered.

	"But...uhhh..."

	Ellie looked like she might cry, so Barry let her get worked up just to the brink of tears before adding some kindness.

	"That's why I asked you to wear a skirt today, Ellie," he soothed. "I want to teach something new and special. I don't have to see you, just feel up there."

	Feel her? Ellie looked aghast. But Mr. Renfro was smiling gently and he had done nothing to hurt her yet. Although part of her knew what they had been doing was wrong, the normally straight-laced little girl admitted to herself that she enjoyed this special attention and all of the little secrets that just the two of them knew. It was pretty heady stuff for an eight year-old and she eventually slipped her panties off.

	Barry's cock jerked back to life as he watched the small pink panties slide down those wonderfully smooth little legs. Keeping with his word, he did not lift her skirt as he slid his hand up one warm thigh and encountered the delicious roundness of a bald kiddy cunt. He didn't need to see to know how to work the tiny genitals just right. Ellie had whimpered slightly at his first touches, but now she hummed something off-key every now and then as his manipulations intensified. Her chubby cuntlet was so squeezably soft, contrasting to the tiny tip of her clit which stiffened as he worked his way around the child's vagina. 

	"You're very advanced for your age," he announced as he took his hand away.

	It was an empty compliment, meaning nothing except to make the girl less nervous about being molested. It also prepared her for the next stage. Barry took a tube of gel from his pocket, a potent stimulant whose intense strength had actually made it banned from any legal sale. However, the boundaries of legality were something that Barry had no issued in crossing on a regular basis.

	Applying a generous glob on his index and middle fingers, he reached under the girl's skirt again, smearing the stuff over her little snatch and into her modest slit. With the tip of his forefinger, he reached her entrance and pushed as much of the stuff inside where she would be most sensitive, including her hymen. The idea of stimulating an eight year-old's cherry was perversely hilarious to him.

	Ellie's reaction came in seconds. She whined incoherently and had to brace herself on his shoulder when her legs trembled too much. Barry kept massaging the gel into the little girl's twat, feeling the less viscous flow of her preteen pussy's first juices. As she was molested, Ellie rocked her hips, grinding her dripping quim on the nice man's fingers.

	"M-my kitty's very h-hot. It...it itches," Ellie managed to say as she looked at him pleadingly, unable to comprehend the stimulation inside her immature sex.

	"Do you want something to make that itch feel better?" Barry asked, getting a needful nod in return.

	Barry picked the girl up and laid her on his desk, He quickly undressed her and Ellie was too far lost in the waves of painful pleasure engulfing her to resist. She was well aware that she was completely nude, but the urgency in her crotch overrode everything else in her young mind. From a desk drawer, Barry took out a rubber ball gag and a vibrator with a knobbed surface. 

	"This is for later," he said as he placed the vibrator aside. "And this is for now."

	He secured the gag in place and pulled Ellie's legs apart as he tugged her toward him, letting them dangle off the desk while he pushed the head of his prick in the girl's slit. Cunny juice gurgled out in small bubbles as he worked his glans into the small hairless mound until he reached her entrance. The girl looked puzzled and tried to move her head but her strength was being sapped by her strange new arousal. Wrapping his hands around her buttocks and hooking his thumbs in front of Ellie's pelvis, Barry yanked her into him while he jerked his hips forward.

	Ellie's eyes rolled up and her scream vibrated against her gag as her cherry was ripped apart. But nothing could stop Barry's cock as he tore into her tiny cuntlet, forcing it open with heavy stabs. Pausing after he could go no further, Barry looked down with satisfaction, feeling the heat of her soaked interior along his prick and knowing that no part of the eight-year-old's pussy could be considered virgin anymore. 

	He made four long, hard thrusts to churn the girl a little more. Ellie grunted in agony with every push, but Barry could tell from the sounds that the pain was decreasing. Sure, it still had to hurt to have a man's prick embedded in a preteen pussy that a moment ago had never been touched inside, but now the gel had been spread well inside and the friction of his sliding cock was sending the little girl to new heights of arousal.

	The child's prime little snatch was still squeezing him tightly as he continued to fuck her. Her now departed cherry had been quite juicy, producing several streaks of blood on his dick while staining the smooth, milky surface of Ellie's cunny and inner thighs. Ellie suddenly gargled and thrashed her head. With his prick inside her, Barry could tell by the contractions of her quim that she was cumming.

	He never let up, repeatedly nailing her oozing twat and prolonging her orgasm. No sooner had she finished than she started to ramp up again. Barry kept forcing his way back into her tight, meaty little tunnel, watching her plump labia, now circling his shaft, rolling in each direction with his strokes. Her lower belly flexed upward each time he pushed into her feverish snatch. The eight year-old came again with Barry's cock still heaving inside her compact little pussy tunnel.

	She was halfway to a third climax when Barry came, squirting his semen into the third-grader's unready uterus. Ellie mumbled something in her gag, her face showing puzzlement that changed to realization when she figured out that the stuff she was used to swallowing was now buried in another part of her body.

	When Barry pulled his prick from the child's cunt, it felt like pulling a cork from a slippery bottle. Gobs of a gooey mix of gel, juice, blood, and semen poured from Ellie's defiled snatch.
With one finger, Barry guided a lot of the stuff lower, abruptly jamming it into her asshole before the girl could realize what was happening.

	Ellie shuddered as her bottom was defiled with shoves of Barry's finger which pushed most of what was draining from her quim into her ass. Her mind was racing in several directions at once, trying to reconcile the pains and degradation of what was happening to the pounding ecstasy of those mysterious eruptions inside her groin. She wanted more, yet was repulsed by what was being done to her. 

	Barry turned the vibrator on and moved it beside Ellie. Then he rolled the girl over on her belly so that her pussy was mashed against the thrumming sex toy. As Ellie let out a long, warbling groan, Barry grinned. Against her will, her desire had won out.

	The child's ass swiveled as she ground her twat against the vibrator. Barry captured the luscious little orbs, testing their resiliency with his squeezing hands before bringing his cock to bear against the girl's dripping asshole. The tight ring of her sphincter muscle resisted him for nearly a minute, but he kept pressing. Eventually, the vibrator's effect on her still-agitated pussy broke her resistance and she relaxed her muscle. Barry responded with a sharp thrust and wrenched the third grader's anus open.

	A desperate groan sounded behind Ellie's gag as she was anally penetrated with brute force. It also rubbed her twat on the vibrator just enough to set off her third climax. Writhing, the little girl endured the teacher's cock stretching her virgin ass while she came. 

	As before, Barry did not let Ellie's orgasm deter him from nailing her hard and fast. In fact, the twisting and rolling of her anal sheath around his prick while she came enhanced the pleasure he was getting at her expense. He forcefully slammed his cock in and out of the eight year-old's rectum which was still thickly lubricated with the fuck slime from her vaginal deflowering. With every movement, he could feel the thin layer of the carnal fluids bathing his cock.

	Ellie's overworked pussy felt bruised and mushy from the fucking it had received, from the knobbed, buzzing surface of the vibrator pressing from the outside and digging along her cleft, and from the hard meat tenderizing her ass that added pressure to her cunny tube. Along with that were the series of climaxes that seemed to make her melt in there. 

	Barry forced her to another three orgasms while he sodomized her, punctuating the last one with a few jets of hot cream that buttered her guts. When he had pulled out, she could feel the warm flow exiting her gaping asshole and re-coating the fleshy lips of her cunny.

	She was limp when he rolled her over. After pausing to take a few pictures of Ellie's assaulted body with his cell phone, Barry took out the gel and rubbed some on the tiny pink nipples that graced Ellie's flat chest. The dots grew slightly darker in color and the centers hardened. Coating the vibrator with more gel, Barry shoved the thing into the child's twat with no fanfare. Ellie screamed into her gag and jerked her legs up briefly before they fell back bonelessly.

	Her eyelids fluttered as the gel-coated vibrator worked its magic in her pussy. Unable to resist the agitations to her body, Ellie grasped feebly at the vibrator, unable to pull it out while another hand frantically rubbed her nipples. Barry swung her to the side so that her legs were on top of the desk too.

	The eight year-old lay squirming; trying to both stop and aid the stimulation she was getting to her chest and in her twat. Taking out his cell phone again, Barry shot a few minutes of video, getting whole body shots and close-ups of Ellie's flushed, gagged face, her small fingers pulling at her nipples, and her other hand unsuccessfully fumbling at the base of the vibrator that had her hairless pussy lips stretched wide to accommodate. This was how Barry liked to remember his little sluts.

	"You can keep the gag and vibrator," he told her. "Something to remember me by. Now, I recommend you just relax and enjoy the experience. You'll get most of your control back once the batteries on the vibrator wear down - probably in another four hours or so. And then you should be able to get it out of your pussy and get dressed and get out of here, unless someone finds you first. Well, nice knowing you - really."

	Barry walked out of the classroom and down the hall, whistling a happy tune. Walking past a mirrored display case, he glimpsed at his reflection and took one of his last looks at Barry Renfro. 

	Despite his vocation, he was still a very good actor. With different contact lenses, a different hair dye with a different style, and a change in mannerisms, he would be someone else tomorrow. His next destination was three states away, where a first grade teacher was taking maternity leave and where one Jason Goldstein was booked to take her place.

	


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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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