| Creamy Tart, Part 4 Warning: This story contains adult content. If such material offends you or if you are under 21 please stop reading. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2015 cs.unwin, All rights reserved. Please email if you have any suggestions or comments --- Stella rang me a couple of days later to tell me she was going out of town for a fortnight. I could not hide the disappointment in my voice. "Don't worry my creamy little tart (she had given me that nickname because 'tart' is the word we use for sluts in England, and because when I cum I get really juicy). My friend Carline will be looking after my house when I am away. She would love to have a gob at your gash." I arranged to come by her house the following Thursday, after school. The woman who answered the door was old, short and really plump. If it were not for her really big boobs you could almost say she was beach ball shaped. But had a kindly face and looked like someone's granny. "Chloe, she gushed, I am so pleased to meet you. Stella has told me so much about you. Do come in," she said. Carline walked me into the sitting room where she took a seat and pulled me onto her lap. I was wearing my school uniform and her plump fingers went directly between my legs and under my knickers. "Stella tells me you are a dirty little girl," she said to me. "Let's find out how dirty you really are. Give me your knickers dear." I lifted my bum, pulled down my school panties, and handed them to her. They were white and cotton. She examined the gusset carefully and lifted it to her nose. The front had a yellow stain and the back of my panties had a brown streak. She shook her head to in disapproval. "Yes you are a dirty girl, and dirty girls need to be taught a lesson," she said turning me over and pinning me between her legs, my bare bum in the air. "And Miss Carline is the one who is going to teach you that lesson." She flipped up my school skirt and used her open hand to slap my bum, once on each cheek. Not hard enough to cause pain, but enough to make me gasp with surprise. "Say thank you, dirty little girl." "Thank you I replied," and she gave me another slap on the bottom. "Thank you Miss Carline," she ordered, and I repeated the words as instructed. Miss Carline began to fondle my hairless young cunt and bottom. I gasped as she roughly pushed her finger into my vagina, and a finger into my tight bum hole. "Stand up and take off all your dirty clothes," she ordered me, and dumped me off her lap onto the floor. I quickly obeyed her and stood naked in front of this strange looking old woman, and waited for her what she wanted next. "Now show me how you play with your nasty little cunt, Chloe," she ordered. I began to rub my own pussy, but she interrupted me saying: "I want you to put your fingers in your nasty little hole so I can see." I did what I was told, and while I fingered myself she began to undress. Miss Carline began by removing an old fashioned wool jacket. Underneath she wore a short sleeved sweater, the kind that was popular about 70 years ago. When this came off too, I saw she wore a very hefty bra with underwire and a lot of padding, which she needed to support her very large breasts. She reached behind to unfasten her bra and her breasts flopped free. I was awestruck by their size and wanted to touch them but dared not without an invitation. Miss Carline wore a skirt which was part of the same old fashioned ensemble as her jacket. She rotated the skirt a half turn so that the zipper had moved to the front, unzipped and let her skirt fall to the floor. Her large belly drooped over her hairy pubic area, on which, instead underpants, she wore what looked like some sort of harness designed to hold the large pink rubber penis which dangled in between her plump thighs. She held the penis in one hand, pointed it at me, and said: "Nasty little bitches like you need a good bollocking. Lean over the arm of this couch and open your dirty little cunt for me Chloe." I felt compelled to obey her, even though the thought of this 8 inch cock inside me was very frightening. I leaned over the couch and opened my legs as wide as I could. Miss Carline stood behind me and placed the monster at the entrance of my tight virgin pussy, and then pushed hard! Lucky that I had been finger fucking myself and my cunt was already wet, or I might have been seriously injured. Still when the monster entered me it felt like something had torn inside me and I felt a sharp pain. I cried out loud, but the older woman ignored me, partially withdrew the cock from my wounded cunt, and pushed in again even harder. I thought I was going to split in half and the pain continued with each thrust. After several more, an incredible feeling of being full took over, the pain subsided and became pleasure. I started to anticipate each thrust and used my hand to rub my clitoris for even more satisfaction. Miss Carline continued thrusting the cock deep into me with a steady mechanical pace. Each time she pushed as deep as my young vagina would allow the cock to go, and each time I felt it thrust against my uterus and send a strong pulse through my young body. In a short time I was literally sobbing with pleasure as wave after wave of orgasm overcame me. After about my fourth or fifth cum, Miss Carline withdrew from my cunt. She picked my knickers off the floor and used them to wipe the blood from my torn hymen from my thighs. I thought she was going to stop and I was hoping to be able to suck on her breast and pussy, but she was not done yet. She pushed the soiled knickers into my mouth and pressed the dildo against the entrance of my tight puckered anus. "Nooo... please no, Miss Carline," I tried to shout through the panties gag in my mouth. The older woman ignored me and slowly eased the length of the dildo into my bum hole. It was painful but not as painful as my vagina, which was surprising since the rubber cock went deeper into my bum. I could tell it was buried to the hilt by the way the woman's soft belly slapped against my bottom on every stroke. I managed one more powerful orgasm before Miss Carline stopped. I supposed the effort tired the old woman who was fat and out of shape. She put me my back on the couch and then straddled my head and lowered her hairy cunt onto my face. As I dived in to lick her insides I could feel her sweaty thighs and fat vulva almost smothering me. Miss Carline shouted instructions at me, telling me to lick harder and deeper and when she felt I was not putting sufficient effort into the job she would slap my wide open privates with her open palm or flick my sensitive clit with the fingers. The pain when she did this was severe, but fortunately my efforts mostly pleased her. Her smell and taste was very strong and sweaty, I imagined the pussy odours built up under her hot woollen skirt. When she had enough, Miss Carline finally pulled me to her lap and let me fondle her enormous breasts and suck on her nipples. She stroked my back and head tenderly and kept telling me I was a 'lovely little tart' and how much I had pleased her. I was happy to hear this, because in spite of a few painful moments I had really enjoyed myself and experienced orgasms I had never dreamed were possible. She said to me: "You are my creamy tart and because I have taken your virginity. You will always remember me." When I put my school uniform back on and left to go home, I found I could barely walk. It took a few days for the pain in my pussy and bum hole to subside, but as soon as it did, I went back to see Miss Carline for more. When Stella returned, the three of us met together and I watched Miss Carline use her strap-on to fuck her 'bitch' as she called her friend Stella. She told me that I was her also her 'bitch', and I was happy that she wanted me in that way. Miss Carline let me try the strap-on and use Stella as my 'bitch', but only temporarily. Miss Carline and Stella had a wide circle of lesbian friends who were all eager to meet the 11 year old gymnast they had heard about. I was able to taste many different pussies, young and old. I also introduced my new friends to Sandra my babysitter and they let me be the first to use the strap-on cock on her cunt and pussy. When I became older and began to have more freedom, I learned that many older women fantasized about having a young girl like me fuck and dominate them. I was able to collect my own stable of 'bitches', but that is a story for another time. -- o -- Please email if you have any questions or comments. |