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Published : 24 August 2020

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Quarryman
by Isabella

Story Code: M/g, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Underage sex

Sarah was more miserable than usual over the weekend, it had been sunny and dry but she didn't leave her bedroom for forty-eight hours solid, Victoria, Sarah's mother, had broken one of her golden rules and had taken Sarah's meals to her bedroom and had Dawn fetch her dirty dishes down later, even though the food had hardly been touched.

Sarah was forced out of bed on Monday morning for school, her mother had threatened Sarah with the doctor if she didn't go to school on Monday morning and Sarah really didn't like visiting the doctor and absolutely hated the doctor being called out to her. Sarah may have only been twelve years old but she knew very well that if her doctor decided that she was suffering from depression, her family were so well off that she would be shipped to the loony-bin and even though her heart had been broken by a cruel multinational company when they shipped her boyfriend off to Scotland to work on a new contract, she knew she wasn't actually clinically depressed.

Simon had been Sarah's boyfriend for three years, ever since the day he asked her for directions, he was new to the area and had stopped at Sarah's side that day and asked her if she knew the way to the Ironstone Quarry at Burton Latimer.

As Sarah walked to her school bus stop she remembered back to that first time that she'd met Simon.

Sarah leaned against the open window of the little Ford Fiesta, she held back the smile that wanted to play across her face, such a huge man squashed into such a small car, he had a short stubbly beard and moustache, dark curly hair and was wearing a lumberjack's shirt, he reminded her of her favourite uncle...well, Stavros was actually a cousin but because of his age, Sarah always called him Uncle Stavvy.

Sarah took a deep breath and started, "Up to the 'T' junction and turn right, along that road for about half a mile to Trimbol's Farm driveway on the left and you want the right turn just a few yards after that..."

He stopped Sarah at that point, "Can I stop you there please, my sat-nav is telling me that the quarry is here in the village!"

"Oh, it is but...well...it is hard to explain...can I get in and show you something?"

He looked all around nervously to see if anyone was watching his interaction with the little girl...Simon had intended on just driving around aimlessly to find the quarry when his sat-nav told him that he had arrived at the Quarry's location but then he'd seen Sarah, a very pretty, very young girl. Simon had intended on getting a good long look up close to the girl while she gave him directions if she actually knew but that didn't matter to Simon, he wanted to drink in every inch of that little girl's face and imagine what her body would look like without that thin summer dress covering it...as soon as Simon left the village, he would find somewhere to park up and masturbate while holding the little girl's face in his mind, Simon was sure that with such a pretty face, he would be able to create a fountain of spunk that would need cleaning off of the Fiesta's windscreen once he was finished.

Simon licked his lips, there wasn't a sign of life in the small sleepy village, it was a typical rural village, it could have been anywhere in the country on any Sunday afternoon of the year...well, in the summer at least.

"Sure darling, hop in!" It was Simon's turn to force the smile from his lips as he licked them again.

Well, Sarah definitely showed him something as she got into his car, her dress was very short anyway but while sliding into his passenger seat, she flashed rather a lot of her upper thigh, right up to the edge of her pretty, duck-egg blue, knickers...once seated in the car, Sarah pulled the bottom hem of her dress down a little, just half an inch, her upper thigh was still exposed but now her knickers were hidden from view. He grew a boner at the flash of her knickers and had to adjust himself, the hand movement wasn't missed by Sarah and she made sure that after he had given his python enough growing room, she looked at his face and smiled at him as she said, "So...what's your name then?"

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He returned her smile, this young girl was very different to any pre-teen girl he'd met in his life so far, most would run a mile if he tried to speak to them, just because of his size, but he didn't mind that, if he had managed to get close...managed to get a good look at their face and enough of a look at their bodies, even through their clothes, that was enough for him, all he needed was a little privacy to rub his cock, the younger the girl...the faster he got himself off after and the further his fountain of spunk would spurt.

"I'm Simon...I'm going to work at the quarry if I can ever find it! And what's your name?""

Sarah pointed to the village pub, the doors were closed and the car park empty, "I'm Sarah Clarke, pull into the pub car park and do a 'U' turn, we need to go back the other way to the edge of the village and turn left."

Simon put the car into gear, the back of his hand was close to Sarah's exposed thigh but not quite close enough to touch her leg and make it look like an accident, he was holding the car on the clutch as he looked down at his hand and Sarah's leg, then he looked up to her face again and smiled at her warmly...Simon thought, 'Better luck next time, Simon mate!'

He lifted his left foot and moved his left hand from the gear stick to the handbrake and looked over his right shoulder to check that nothing was coming up from behind him...Simon heard the sound of movement and as the car eased away from the curb, he looked back at Sarah, she had turned slightly in her seat to look over her own right shoulder, the girl was looking into the back seat, two large soft suitcases that held all of Simon's clothes, the boot was full of his gadgets and books, all of his worldly goods in one tiny car...this wasn't the first time that Simon had moved home, lock...stock...and, usually two smoking barrels as some young girl's father got suspicious of his intentions.

Sarah's new position as she checked out the back seat had placed her right leg against the car's gear stick so, as Simon's left hand went back to the stick to change into second, he had to squeeze his hand between her thigh and his gear nob.

Sarah said, "Sorry," and moved her leg.

Simon smiled at her again and said, "That's okay, it's quite nice to feel a soft thigh against my hand every now and again!", as he shifted into second gear...putting the back of his hand closer to her hip.

Sarah looked at his cases again and moved to her right again, almost sitting on his hand as she reached through the gap between them to touch the cases in the back of the car...Simon for his part had kept his left hand on the gear stick as he steered the car one handed.

Sarah turned back to face forward again but didn't move away from his hand, the back of his hand still pressing against the bare flesh of her thigh, close to the edge of her knickers. Simon held the car in second gear for longer than was good for the car or his fuel consumption but he knew that shifting into third gear would take his hand out of the reach of her thigh.

Sarah looked around the inside of the car and then back at his face, "What kind of car is this?"

"It's a Fiesta...why?"

Sarah laughed and then shook the laugh away as she said, "I've never been in a car like this before...that's all!"

"Why did you laugh when I said this was a Fiesta?"

Sarah steadied herself again to stop her laughing all over again, "My dad has Fiesta's but they don't look anything like this!"

"You mean the magazines?"

Sarah grinned at him and nodded her head.

"Oh, do you get to read any of your father's magazines then?"

"He tries to hide them but I know where he puts them."

"Do you like to read them?"

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"Yes...but I have to get to them before my dad reaches the reader's wives and girlfriend's section of the book, once he gets there, the pages usually get stuck together and then I can't open them without him knowing."

It was Simon's turn to laugh now, "Why does your dad stick the pages together once he has looked at the pictures of the reader's wives, girlfriends, sisters and daughters pages?"

"I don't think he does it deliberately!"

"How do you think it happens then?"

Sarah formed her right hand into a fist and held it just above her crotch and made the hand movements that Simon was planning on making as soon as he was out of sight of the village and on his own in the car...he'd even taken the pack of tissues out of the car's glove box to clean up the splash zone in readiness as soon as he'd seen Sarah standing on the side of the sleepy little village's road.

Simon laughed again, "So, you know what your dad does then, have you ever seen him do it?"

Sarah nodded her head.

"How did that happen then?"

"I walked in on him while he was in the bathroom, he had the Fiesta propped up on the sink and he stood in front of the sink doing that to his cock, it took him ages to stop himself when I walked in on him."

"I can understand that, if I was doing something like that and you were watching me, I don't think that I'd stop before I wet the pages!"

The car was still in second gear as Simon struggled to turn into the empty car park using just his right hand. He managed to do the three-sixty manoeuvre with the back of his left hand still pressing against Sarah's right thigh.

At the car park's exit, Simon had to stop because a tractor towing a hay cart was trundling slowly past out on the road. Simon cursed under his breath as he put the car in neutral, his left hand finally slipping off of Sarah's thigh. He slipped the car into first gear again and waited for the mobile haystack to pass the car park, his hand was against Sarah's knee as he waited.

Simon pulled out behind the travelling farmyard, he altered the position of his left arm slightly before changing into second gear so that his wrist was bent at a more exaggerated angle for when he changed into second gear, his plan was simple, he wanted the rough cotton cuff off his lumberjack shirt to drag against Sarah's dress and lift it back up that inch that she had pulled it down when she stepped into his car.

As Simon shifted into second gear he whispered 'Damned it,' again under his breath, the button on his cuff had missed the hem of her dress and had slid harmlessly over the top of the material instead of lifting it as they trundled along at five miles an hour behind the tractor and trailer combination.

Sarah turned to her left. "That's my house...down at the end of that long drive!"

Simon looked to his left, he felt panic rising in case Sarah's parents had a view of their daughter in the front passenger seat of his car...he didn't know exactly what his plan was but if he was seen with Sarah and she made a complaint about him, someone could have clocked his registration plate and that could make a whole lot of trouble for him. The smile on his face was automatic as he realised that Sarah had moved her dress herself, she had pulled the hem over as she looked to her left, there was a good inch of her knickers on display now.

Sarah looked back at Simon, he instantly forgot any concerns he had about Sarah's parents seeing them together, there was a mutual smile as Sarah pointed to the right, "I have to stand there to wait for my school bus at seven o'clock every weekday morning, it takes the bus almost two hours to get me to school...turn left here!"

"What? Up this farm track?"

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"Yes, it's a bit rough but the farm at the end of the track isn't used any more!"

Simon thought 'Oh goody,' he would have rubbed his hands together with glee if he could have done it without taking his left hand off of the gear stick touching Sarah's thigh close to her now exposed knickers.

The track started to rise up sharply, the Fiesta's tyres skittering on the soft earth and shingle that made up the track's surface.

"Stop at the brow of the hill, don't go over it though!"

Simon took note of Sarah's warning, he had to gun the engine slightly to overcome the slipping tyres, he stopped as his front wheels crested the hill's top, Sarah slipped out of the car and continued over the top of the hill, she gestured for Simon to follow her. The blood drained from Simon's face as he saw what lay in wait for him just over the hill top...a series of two inch diameter wooden fence stakes with three strands of barbed wire stapled to them to stop people, six inches further on, a sheer drop of over two hundred feet into the quarry.

Even just walking down to the fence was difficult on the soft shingle earth of the track, Simon realised that even at just fifteen miles an hour, if he had crested the hill in his car, he would never have stopped on the other side and the flimsy fence wouldn't have stopped three quarters of a ton of car from plunging over the edge.

"That's the quarry, see over there, directly opposite...that's where this road used to go before they dig out all the land. The quarry company widened the track on the other side and tarmacked it so that they could park their fleet of trucks up over night when they had to stop working twenty-four hours a day because of noise pollution. To the right is my school, you can just see it over the field, before they quarried out the field road, I could walk to school in thirty minutes...now I have to catch the school bus and that takes two hours."

"The lorry that I'll be driving tomorrow morning is probably parked in that line of trucks."

"Do you want me to show you the way over to the quarry by road now?"

Simon thought for a moment, "You remember when you walked in on your dad in the bathroom while he was reading his Fiesta..." Sarah nodded her head. "...did you like what you saw him doing?"

Sarah thought for a moment and smiled before nodding her head again.

"I've got this month's copy of Fiesta in my boot, have you seen it yet?"

"Probably not, my dad finds the magazines on the train from London...business men buy them to read on the train to the office and home again but daren't take them to their house in case their wives find them...so they leave them on the train where my dad finds them...so they're usually a little older rather than the current book."

"Well, I have this month's magazine in the boot of my car, would you like to look through it with me?"

Sarah nodded her head again.

Simon looked all around, the track was very private where the Fiesta was parked, from the state of the gravel track, it wasn't used all that often and no one in their right mind would drive all the way to the top of the hill and risk going over...

"Well, shall we sit in the front of the car or will you sit in the back with me?"

"Can't get in the back, your suitcases are on the back seat!"

"Well, I can drop the bags out of the car for a few minutes while we read the magazine in the back seat."

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Sarah stood there and watched as Simon opened the front passenger door and eased the front seat as far forward as it would go and then he raked the seat back forward until the headrest hit the windscreen, then he opened the rear left hand door and pulled one case out, dropping it on the track at the side of the car, "Okay, you slip in there while I find the magazine out of the boot."

Simon moved to the rear tailgate and opened it, while he was doing that, he saw Sarah leaning from the back seat into the front, she was sliding the front seat forward and altered the rake of the backrest until it touched the steering wheel, there wasn't as much room behind the driver's seat because of the steering wheel but still enough for Simon to get comfortable after he dragged the other soft suitcase out of the car and dumped it on the track outside the car.

Simon sat next to Sarah and started thumbing through the pages of the latest Fiesta, he also had another, much smaller, magazine that he was hiding from Sarah as he showed her the reader's own photographs that had been sent in to the magazine for publication.

It took just a few minutes to look through the eight pages of women and girls, some naked, some partly clothed, some even fully dressed but looking very sexy. The last page had one picture that was very different to the rest, the woman looked far younger than the rest but even Sarah could see that she was older than she looked, the literal under the photograph said that the girl was just eighteen years old and was the daughter of the man who took the photograph. Sarah looked from that picture to the bulge in Simon's trousers.

"Would you like to watch me doing what your father was doing while he was looking at the pictures of young women in his copy of Fiesta?"

Sarah smiled and she nodded her head again.

Simon lifted his bottom off of the seat and he pulled his jeans down until they passed his knees, Simon said, "I like the pictures of wives and girlfriends in Fiesta because they are all real people letting their lovers take sexy pictures of them, but when I want to get off, I prefer to look at pictures like these!"

Simon produced the smaller magazine from behind the Fiesta, he tossed the larger magazine into the front of the car and Sarah looked at the front cover of the smaller booklet, there were no glossy pictures...no pictures at all in fact, just the name printed in red on a buff green cover, 'Lolita Collection 1969'.

Sarah only looked at the cover of the magazine fleetingly, her attention was focussed on Simon's erection.

"Is it as big as your father's cock?"

Sarah whispered, "Bigger!"

"Just wait until I look at a few of these pictures, you'll see it grow even bigger...even fatter!"

Simon opened the book and turned it towards Sarah, "This girl looks about the same age as you, Sarah!"

Sarah shook her head, "She's older, look her boobs are a lot bigger than mine!"

"But I can't actually see how big your boobs are."

Simon tried to hold the smile back from his lips, he knew that his eyes were showing that he was actually fighting the smile off of his mouth.

Sarah actually moved away from Simon slightly, he thought that he'd just stepped over Sarah's mental line in the sand, the line that she would not cross...he thought that her hand was reaching behind herself for the door handle to escape. Simon's synapses were firing at a million miles an hour, he could make a grab for her, force her to stop in the car while he wanked off but he knew that if he did that...well, he'd probably have to relocate all over again and this would be a record, even for him...having to move on before he'd actually moved his bags into the caravan that the Quarry company had assigned him to share with another truck driver.

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He watched as Sarah bit her bottom lip, she was still looking at his cock but looked deep in thought, he casually flicked the book back to face him and turned the page and looked at the pictures on that page and he turned the book to Sarah again, the girl was lying on her back on one picture, her legs closed together, the next picture, she had opened her legs and you could see her little bare pussy, the lips just parted slightly.

Simon was being very casual as he pointed at the open leg photograph, "It doesn't look like her dad has had his cock in her pussy yet, see how tight her pussy hole looks..." Sarah looked a little closer as Simon turned to the next page, "...but you can see from this picture that her dad has had sex with her...just not in her cunt...he's been using her bum hole...you can see that by how loose her anal muscle looks."

The girl in the picture that Simon was pointing at showed her still on her back but this time she had lifted her legs, still wide open to show off her bum. Simon moved his finger from her anus to her chest, "Look, there isn't even any bumps now...she could be the same age as you...easily!"

"Should I take my dress off so you can compare us?"

Simon's cock jumped at that question and he could no longer keep the smile off of his face.

"Well, I'd love to see you like that but, it would be very wrong of me to ask you to show me!"

Sarah hadn't been reaching for the door handle, she had been unfastening the buttons down the back of her lightweight summer dress.

Sarah smiled and she leaned forward, "You're not asking me...I'm offering to show you!"

As Sarah leaned forward, the shoulder strapps of her dress fell from her shoulders and the top of her dress fell into her lap.

"Is that okay?"

Simon's cock jumped again at the sight of Sarah's topless body, "Well, you look lovely but the dress would look far better if it was hang on the back of the front seat darling!"

Simon widened his smile so that if Sarah complained, he could say that he was just joking...he was actually on the very edge of climaxing without even touching his cock. Sarah didn't complain, she lifted her bottom and pulled her dress off over her head and tossed it on top of the Fiesta that was sitting just behind the gear stick.

Sarah settled down again, all she was wearing now was her pretty duck-egg blue knickers.

"I really love your body..." Simon resisted the temptation of asking Sarah to take her knickers off but he was getting desperate for his release. Simon scanned all around the car, just to be sure that they were still all alone on the old farm track. "...I don't suppose that you'd like to touch my cock would you?"

Sarah hesitated a little but then she reached out with her right hand and placed it, palm down on Simon's upper thigh, just microns away from his ball-sack. She leaned in a little more and let her fingertips slide under his balls, turning her hand and lifting the weight of his bollocks as she juggled with his nuts inside their sack.

Simon groaned with pleasure...all he needed now was for her to let go of his balls and slide her right hand up over his cock and he would explode...very possibly, with enough force to dirty the roof lining.

Sarah didn't move her right hand though, instead, she twisted her body so that she was kneeling at his side and that brought his erection into reach of her left hand. Sarah gripped Simon's hand gently and started to slide it up and down his shaft, Simon could hardly feel anything, Sarah's touch was so gentle.

Simon whispered, "Kiss me!"

Sarah raised her buttocks from her calves, lifting her almost naked body up to kiss Simon on his lips...he had asked her to kiss him...he'd hoped that she would have assumed that he wanted her to kiss his cock, a slightly older girl would have understood his request but Sarah was only nine years old and she was doing remarkably well for such an inexperienced girl.

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As she kissed him she was giggling, he knew instantly that it was because his moustache and beard were tickling her face, he hooked the hand holding the dirty book behind her head to stop her pulling her lips away from his and he slipped his other hand behind her, at first stroking down over her ribs to the waistband of her knickers, digging his fingertips under the soft cotton and lifting his hand as his fingers stroked down over her buttocks inside her knickers. The elastic acted as nature intended, catapulting her knickers down to her knees.

Simon released her head and let her pull away from him, her hand still playing with his cock and balls gently.

Simon said, "Did that tickle you?" As he unfastened the buttons down the front of his shirt

Sarah looked down at her knickers, now covering nothing but her knees, she looked back at his face and smiled again as she nodded her head at the moment that Simon eased his shirt all the way off.

"Here, let me find you another picture...you can see why men like me love to tickle a girl with our beards!"

Sarah let go of his cock and balls as he flicked to the right page in his little book. As he thumbed through the pages, he watched as Sarah struggled her knickers down from her knees and over her feet, letting her knickers join her dress in the front of the car.

Sarah was shown the picture that Simon had been looking for, the young girl was on her back and a very naked man was kneeling between her legs, rubbing his beard and moustache over her pussy, it looked like the girl was delirious with pleasure from the man's oral attention.

Simon said, "If you help me to get off, I'll do that to you after..." Simon looked into Sarah's eyes, grinned at her, "...well, do we have a deal?"

Sarah grinned and she nodded her head.

Her right hand returned to his balls and her left to his cock, he dropped the magazine to the floor, "Use both hands on my cock and a little more force would be helpful!"

Simon's breathing changed almost the instance that Sarah's hands both gripped his cock more tightly, he was breathing faster and shallower than before. Simon grabbed Sarah's head in both hands and pulled her head in closer, he had thought to pull her head down to his cock, after all, he was offering her oral sex...the least she could do for him was to kiss the head of his cock as he climaxed but he thought better of it, he was holding her face a foot above his cockhead, at least if he plastered Sarah's face with his jizz, he wouldn't have to clean the roof lining after.

Simon was very close to his end game as he whispered, "Open your mouth for me darling."

Simon was still tossing that mental coin in his head, once her mouth was open, he could easily pull it down over his cock but he changed his mind when Sarah pulled his cock further away from his body, she was actually aiming his cock's eye at her own mouth, if Simon keep things cool, he knew full well that he'd have at least one more crack at the beautiful little girl and then he exploded, his first spurt shot straight into Sarah's mouth...Simon was waiting for Sarah to go berserk at having her mouth filled with his disgusting seed but she didn't, she just closed her mouth and swallowed the jizz as his second spurt plastered all over her nose...Sarah's mouth was open again by the time his third spurt was mking the journey from his balls to the little eye on the head of his cock.

Sarah pulled her head free of his hands and her head lowered, her lips were touching his cockhead as the third string left his cock and Sarah held her lips against his cock as he fired his fourth and fifth shot. Sarah lifted her head and as spunk dripped from her nose, she opened her mouth to show Simon that all of his spunk was gone.

"Didn't the taste of that bother you?"

Sarah was pulling away from Simon, she shrugged her shoulders as she slipped down on the seat on her back and said, "It was saltier than I imagined it would be, but it wasn't as bad as the girls at school say it is."

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The Fiesta had a major sexual drawback, the back seats weren't anywhere near wide enough for a big man like Simon to have sex in comfortably, he had to open the back door and kneel on his suitcase on the track outside to be able to reach Sarah's pussy with his mouth. Simon gave Sarah a twenty minute long orgasm with his mouth, licking as deeply as he could up into her body as his moustache rubbed over her clitoris, driving her to even deeper levels of pleasure.

Simon stopped driving Sarah mad with his mouth and said, "I'd better let you get dressed and go home before your parents come looking for you!"

Simon pulled his jeans up and sat next to Sarah in the back of the car as she pulled her knickers on.

He pulled her face to his and kissed her again and then he said, "Do you think that something as big as this..." he gripped his cock through his jeans, it was a whole lot smaller than it had been when it spat in Sarah's mouth, "...could fit in something as small as that," he touched Sarah's cunt as she was about to hide it from view under her knickers.

Sarah picked the book up off of the floor of the car and pointed to the erection on the naked man licking the girl out, "If that girl could get that monster up her bum...I'm sure I could get you in my pussy!"

"It might hurt a lot if I tried."

"It might hurt, my mum told me that a girl's first time was meant to hurt...might as well get hung for a sheep as a lamb..." and with that, Sarah smiled at Simon.

Her knickers were now in place and she was out of the car holding her dress in her hands. She pulled her handkerchief out of her little pocket in the front of her dress to wipe his spunk off of her face before pulling her dress over her head. She was about to walk away but she stopped.

"The school bus picks me up at seven o'clock and it takes two hours to get me to school but I know a route to school that only takes twenty minutes...that's if you want to try that...'THING'... that you wanted to try!"

Sarah walked down the track as Simon finished getting dressed. By the time Simon had managed to turn his car around on the tight track, Sarah was close to the end of the track and she was talking to a boy and a girl close to the road. The other girl looked a little younger than Sarah about a couple of years younger but facially, the younger girl could have been Sarah's twin. As Simon drove past, Sarah called out, "Bye Simon, see you later alligator..."

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Sarah was kicking at stones as she walked to her bus stop, there was no way that she could hide just how distraught she was. She and Simon had been fucking each other every school day and some non school days for three long years. Simon would load his truck with Iron Stone in the evening and park it in the waiting area close to his caravan, in the morning, he would drive to Sarah's village and pick her up and take her to a lay-by close to her school, his tractor unit had been built for a sleep cab but it hadn't been fitted out with the bed or cooking facilities, it just had a big void behind the driver and passenger's seats where Simon had placed a mattress on the floor. It had taken him a week of visits to actually get his cock into her cunt for the first time, a week of pain for Sarah but she came back every day to try again until she could take her monster lover and Simon had taught her every sexual kink that he could think of and she had loved every perverted moment of it.

There was the sound of a heavily laden tractor behind her as she approached her bus stop...Sarah didn't even know if the bus still came to pick her up as she hadn't caught the morning bus for three years...she often caught the evening bus though not every day, sometimes, Simon would collect her from school in the middle of his runs to the iron works in Corby and they would have a little extra afternoon delight.

There was the 'pusheoosh!' sound of airbrakes being applied behind her and she looked to her side, the number plate stood out, it was 'SA54 RAH!', Simon's truck registration, even the little dab of white paint on the first 'A' to make it look like a four instead of an 'A'. Simon had tinkered with the number plate to make it look like 'S for SARAH', it was just serendipity, just one of those quirks of fate or fortune that the quarry company had given Simon such an appropriate registration number for him and his girlfriend.

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Sarah's heart jumped and her mood lifted instantly as she looked up at the truck's windscreen but dropped again when she realised that the smiling face was a little fatter than Simon's and there was neither beard or moustache and the owner of the face was a little older. The driver wound his window down, "Good morning, you must be Sarah!"

"Why must I be Sarah?"

"Simon sent me your photograph, he told me that you might need a little exercise today now that he has moved up to Scotland for a while!"

"What photograph?"

The driver searched his phone and then turned the screen to face Sarah, the picture was two years old, it had been taken in the back of the very lorry that she was standing in front of right now. Simon had taken it the first time Sarah had to wear a bra to school, she had done a striptease for him and he had taken hundreds of pictures of her as she undressed, the one the man was showing her was one of the last pictures Simon had taken before jumping on her body and fucking her brains out. She was totally naked, her legs parted, her knees raised slightly so that her anal muscle as well as her vagina were on display, both holes open, no doubt that both had been used very often for sex and used hard.

Sarah had lovely breasts, she was a twenty-eight 'B' cup back then and a thirty inch 'C' cup now and her pussy was just starting to show darker hairs like peach fuzz.

"Simon thought that you might like a lift to school this morning!"

Sarah nodded her head, "I'd love one please..." Sarah clambered up into the passenger side of the truck, she noticed the load of Ironstone in the hopper behind the tractor unit. "...so, they gave you Simon's old truck then!"

"Yep...seemed appropriate as they gave me his bed in the caravan and my name is Steve, so the number plate still fits!"

"Did you load the trailer up yesterday?"

"No, Simon loaded it for me on Friday afternoon, he fucked you, dropped you off at home and before he packed his bags, he loaded the truck and sent me all of your photographs and told me to use your school in my sat-nav so that I could find the quarry more easily and he told me where to pick you up this morning!"

Sarah closed the door but she didn't sit on the seat, she clambered between the two seats as Steve pulled away from the village, he passed the track where Sarah had first masturbated Simon and on to the road that would eventually lead the truck back to the lay-by at the side of Sarah's school.

"I see that Simon left you his mattress but it looks nice with sheets on it...hides all the messy stains from three years of fucking!"

"No, Simon burnt it before he left, he told me that I'd need to bring one down with me if I wanted my daily workout with you!"

Steve was about half way to the lay-by when Sarah's head popped out from between the seats, she had partially stripped off in the back of the cab, she was down to bra and knickers but the fact that she was also wearing stockings and suspenders as well was a pleasant surprise for Steve, "You want me in my underwear...stripped down to just my stockings and suspenders or totally naked?"

"Stockings and suspenders please Sarah darling!"

Steve was driving way too fast for safety, especially with almost fifty tons of stone on the back, ten tons more than the truck was meant to pull but that was how the drivers made their bonus by making the equivalent of one extra trip in every four trips...all good, so long as the police didn't pull you over. Steve was being reckless because, even at twelve years old, Sarah was by far the youngest girl he'd ever fucked and he didn't have to do any work to get in her cunt, she was already naked in the back of his cab just waiting for him to climb on top of her.

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Steve was waiting at the junction of the main road, the road that led to the lay-by and the school beyond.

"Simon was telling me that the first time he fucked you...you were only something like ten years old!"

He put the truck into one-low to pull away from the junction, Sarah had watched Simon do this a million times but could never work out the pattern, did Simon go from one-low to two low or to one-medium, the truck had twenty-four forward gears, it only had power in a very small revolution band, just between one thousand revs and two thousand, it took eighteen gear changes to get up to forty miles an hour, an awful lot of work, the reason that truck drivers never liked to slow down on a motorway, they needed to get to the highest gear possible and just stay there all day if they could to save all that hard work going through the gears if they were forced to slow down...especially if the truck was overloaded.

Sarah waited until Steve had made eight gear changes before she answered his 'almost' question, "I was actually only nine years old when we met!"

"Wow, no wonder it took him a week to get his cock in you...was he big?"

"He had a fucking monster of a cock!"

"Shit, I do hope that I don't disappoint you!"

They pulled into the lay-by, the only vehicle in the lay-by...well, the only truck at least, one of Sarah's teachers was parked in front of them with one of her classmates sitting at his side. Sarah had often seen that teacher parked in front of the truck, the girl was often different but the action was usually similar, lots of kissing and petting, after a week or so, the teacher would get a wank out of the girl and after a month, the teacher might get his hand in the girl's knickers but the girl never lasted much longer than that, he would dump her and hunt his next target. He often asked her if she needed a lift home at the end of an after school event but being so late, Simon was usual finished work for the day and he would pick her up in his car and either take her to the lay-by or to the track that overlooked the quarry so she always declined the teacher's offer.

"I wish I'd thought to bring a set of curtains with me!"

"Simon never needed any, there aren't many vehicles that can see in here, not once you're behind the seats!"

Steve turned the engine off and joined Sarah in the back of the cab, he said, "Do you always wear such sexy lingerie to school?"

Sarah smiled, "No...not usually...Simon preferred me totally naked when he fucked me. He actually gave me this underwear set on Friday before he left, he told me to wear it when I needed to cheer myself up and I thought that I might need to cheer myself up today because Simon had gone!"

"And now you have me to help you to keep fit!"

Steve pulled his cock out of his trousers and was about to climb on top of Sarah but she stopped him, "Would you undress please, I prefer men to be naked if we have the time!"

Steve stripped naked while Sarah watched his every move, Steve said, "I wish I'd met you when you were nine...before Simon got at you, I'd love to take a nine year old's virginity...don't get me wrong, you're the youngest girl I've ever fucked but...well, a nine year old virgin would be quite a notch on my bedpost!"

Sarah grinned at him, "My sister is coming up for nine, she'll be catching the bus to school with me next week when she has her orientation week before the summer holiday, she moves up to my school next term, I thought that's why Simon moved on last Friday...I wouldn't be able to catch a lift with him if Dawn was hanging around me all the time!"

"Do you think your sister would like a shag?"

Sarah shook her head, "Dawn loves to read the stories about sex, but I think she'd run a mile if anyone tried to touch her...would you like me to suck you before you start?"

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Steve looked troubled, "No, thanks for the offer, but if you took my cock in your mouth, I'd shoot in a flash and I'd be no good for hours after...could Simon cum more than once a session?"

"If he took a Viagra before he picked me up, he could fuck for the full two hours, cum over and over again!"

"Shit, he didn't tell me that...I wonder where he got them from?"

Sarah welcomed the now naked Steve on top of her, she wiggled her arse so that his cock slipped into her and Steve groaned.

"Just lie still on top of me, try not to think about fucking me. Go to the Bell Inn on Kettering and ask for Stavros, he charges twenty quid for five double strength Viagra...don't mention me though, Stavros is my Cousin-Uncle."

Steve lay quite still on top of Sarah, she started muscle tensing inside her vagina...Simon was so huge that he had stretched Sarah to the point that she would have been useless to smaller men, but he had taught her pelvic floor exercises that she practiced between every fuck to tighten her vagina up for Simon to give him greater pleasure every time he fucked her.

Even in the depths of depression that Sarah had been in since Friday, she had still practiced her pelvic floor exercises during every waking moment...mainly because she had considered looking towards one of the boys in her class for pleasure and if she did have sex with a twelve or thirteen year old boy, she'd need to be a hell of a lot tighter than she was at that moment..

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Steve groaned again at the feeling of Sarah's cunt squeezing his cock with her powerful inner muscles.

He groaned again, "Fucking hell girl I'm really close now...did Simon teach you to do that with your cunt muscles?"

Sarah giggled, "He did, I could actually get him off by just doing that, if I had enough time to do it."

Sarah stopped squeezing for a moment, "If I get you off with my pussy...will you give me oral sex until I climax after?"

Sarah spotted that fake smile that some men used just before they told a lie as Steve nodded his head...she thought, 'Well, I wasn't going to get an orgasm today anyway so if he doesn't get me off after...I'm no worse off am I?'

Sarah said, "Okay, fuck me properly, cum as fast as you like!"

Steve started bouncing up and down on top of Sarah, she spotted the breathing pattern that told her that he was close to his climax, she clamped down with her cunt muscles and he gasped and fired off into her cunt.

There was the 'pusheoosh!' sound of airbrakes in front of the truck, Steve looked up over the back of the seat, another trucker had pulled up in front of Sarah's teacher's car, not a trucker from the quarry, just a passing driver who needed a piss and was looking towards the bushes at the side of the lay-by to use one of them as a toilet.

Sarah's teacher's car was now a Peugeot filling in a truck sandwich, the two trucks were so close now that he couldn't even drive the car to a more private place to continue his seduction of the new target of his lust.

Steve started to get dressed, Sarah complained, "Hey, I thought you agreed to get me off with your mouth if I got you off in my cunt!"

"I can't do that now, the other driver will see us, he could report me to the quarry!"

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Sarah dressed quickly...well, almost dressed, she wanted to get out of the truck as quickly as possible so she didn't bother to put her bra or knickers on, just her blouse and her school skirt, she didn't even bother with her school tie...she just dropped her tie and underwear into her school bag and scrambled out of the truck. As she dropped to the lay-by, she saw the girl slapping her teacher's face, a fraction of a second later, the sound of that slap reached Sarah as her friend stormed out of his car. Her classmate stomped, heavy footed, towards school, Sarah was certain that her teacher would have driven off at that moment if the two trucks hadn't been parked so close to him. Sarah watched as her classmate was pulling her bra down inside her blouse, there were only two buttons unfastened so no one driving past saw anything of what the girl was doing.

Sarah was now at the back window of the Peugeot, she looked in, across through the gap between the two front seats, her teacher wasn't anywhere near as careful as Simon was whenever he was up to no good, her teacher didn't look around, he didn't even check his mirrors, he just pulled his zipper down and took his cock out of his pants as Sarah's friend stomped off, her breasts seated back in their cups and she was now fastening the two open buttons as she passed the side of the other lorry. Sarah watched her teacher cover his cock with his hand as the driver climbed down out of his truck to go into the bushes to take a piss.

As soon as her teacher thought he was safe, he started masturbating himself again out in the open, Sarah spotted that both of the front windows of the car were wide open because it was so hot, well, at least that explained how Sarah had managed to hear her friend slap their teacher's face.

Sarah crept silently to the passenger door's open window, she leaned into the window, her teacher was looking in the driver's door mirror because Steve was starting the engine of his truck...Sarah cleared her throat and said, "I'll do that for you sir....so long as you help me out after!"

Mr Grove almost jumped out of his seat, he had the look on his face of a man who had just shit his pants at being caught by one of his students who had continuously refused his attempts to get her into his car.

"Where did you come from?" He asked sternly.

"I've just been in that truck that's driving past you, the driver was a crap shag though, he left me high and dry."

"The number of times that I've tried to get you in my car in the past three years and you've turned me down every time, I was sure that you were a prissy little virgin!"

Sarah laughed at that thought as she opened the door and slipped into the car next to her teacher, she unbuttoned her blouse and as she exposed her breasts, she said, "I'd lost my virginity by the end of my first month at this school when I was nine."

"Who fucked you when you were nine?"

"A forty year old truck driver, he's been my boyfriend for three years now...well, he was my boyfriend until last Friday, he has been transferred to Scotland and won't be driving down here any more so he passed me on to the driver who took over his truck.

Mr Grove had stopped wanking in earnest now, just lazily rubbing his cock until he had to hide it again while the other trucker climbed back into his cab after taking his piss in the bushes...Sarah had pulled the front of her blouse closed to hide her breasts at the same moment, not because she was shy but she didn't want to take the chance that the trucker could be the type of man to report what he'd seen to the police. The other truck backed away from the Peugeot before pulling out into the lay-by, driving along the main lay-by, in the wrong direction, to struggle across the busy main road to continue his journey to the East.

"So, if you've been fucking since you were nine years old Sarah, just how many men have fucked you so far?"

Sarah was casually slipping her blouse off of her shoulders, exposing her tits once again to anyone who might look in the car as they passed the lay-by.

"Only my boyfriend and that other guy this morning so far...would you like me to suck your cock for you Sir?"

Mr Grove looked totally shocked, "My God, I've never had a girl ask me if I want her to suck my cock before...it's usually a long fight to get a girl to go down on me...especially after she's tried it for the first time!"

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Sarah looked over at him, she was looking at his cock as he gently stroked it and as she watched him, she pulled the short zip on the side of her skirt down, she lifted her bottom off of the seat and she pulled her skirt down, there was a large wet parch on the inside of the back of her skirt from the dollop of seed that Steve had left in her pussy a few minutes earlier. Mr Grove gasped when he realised that Sarah was totally naked apart from her stockings and suspender belt.

"I would have expected you to have hair showing over your pussy by twelve years old Sarah!"

"My last boyfriend liked to pretend that I was still nine years old so he made me use Veet to get rid of every trace of hair from my body, even from my armpits."

He slid his seat as far back as it would go and he raked the seat backwards, "Okay, use your mouth for fifteen minutes, try not to get me all the way off but get me as close as you can...if I boil over, I'll have to use my fingers on you but if you can control me for the full fifteen minutes, I'll fuck you after!"

He lay back on his seat and Sarah bent over his body, the back of her head pressing against the bottom of his steering wheel, she fondled his balls with her left hand as she sucked his cock but she didn't hold his cock with her hand as she sucked him to reduce the pleasure that she was delivering. It seemed to her that she had been sucking his cock for an hour, she'd brought him close to his climax several times but managed to edge him perfectly until his watch beeped to tell them that the fifteen minutes were up, he actually had to pull Sarah's head away from his cock, she didn't seem to be in any hurry to stop sucking his cock.

"I've paid prostitutes to suck my cock before and not one of them was a patch on you for cock sucking skills...now, slide your seat back and lower the back down."

Sarah repositioned her seat while he pulled his trousers all the way down past his knees and as soon as she was as near horizontal as she could get, he rolled over the gap between the seats and he rammed his cock into her body as hard as he could. Mr Grove was no Simon in the cock stakes but he was twice the man that Steve was...he was actually trying to hurt Sarah as he fucked her, not trying to give her pleasure at all but she was well used to being fucked long and hard over the past three years with Simon and she had a powerful orgasm as Simon was pounding into her as hard as he could.

Sarah's climax actually drove him over his own tipping point but Sarah was happy, Mr Grove had repaid her fifteen minutes of oral by fucking her for thirty solid minutes...it was now eight thirty and school would start for the both of them in just thirty minutes time.

He rolled away from her and pulled his trousers back on. Sarah fished in her school bag, she found her emergency tampon and used that to fill her dripping wet fanny to hold back the tide of two men's spunk. Sarah then dug her bra and knickers out of her bag and this time she dressed properly but she did take her stockings and suspender belt off and pop them in her bag because she had PE that morning and didn't want the other girls in her class to see her wearing stockings. Sarah was finally satisfied with her morning's fuck, the desperation of the past two days driven out of her body by her teacher's cock...she even happily put her school tie on this time.

They returned their seats to their upright position and lifted their trays up in readiness for landing...and by landing of course, it meant the line of school busses pulling into the school's bus station...fortunately, the school was so far away from civilisation that no one walked to school, all of the students arrived by bus. Sarah watched her own bus pull in, "Time to go Sir..." Sarah leaned over and kissed her teacher on the lips before sliding out of the car and running down the road towards school, joining the back of the line of students filing out of the bus she should have arrived on.

The teacher on gate duty stopped her, "Sarah Clarke...why are you always the last of the last students?"

"Not my fault Sir...I sit at the back of the bus because I always get on first and I have to wait until everyone else gets off before I can debus!"

Sarah hung out in the playground until the bell called the students into class, Sarah entered the class behind the girl that she had seen in Mr Grove's car earlier, Mr Grove was actually the teacher for their first lesson but before that, they all had to go to morning assembly.

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Sarah was asked to stay behind in the classroom during morning assembly, that got her a grin from all the other girls that had been the focus of Mr Grove's sexual interest over the years, they all thought they knew what his request had meant...the opening salvo in his sexual grooming of Sarah...not even the girl that had slapped his face ninety minutes earlier realised that he had already fucked Sarah once that day...it usually took the teacher weeks and weeks of pressure to just get his hand in a girls knickers and he seldom got any further than that with such young girls.

As soon as the room was empty he said, "Right Sarah, we have twenty minutes...you have to get me hard and get me off before they all get back from assembly."

Sarah and Mr Grove moved out of the classroom and into the storeroom at the back of the classroom for their liaison. He sat on the counter top and she opened his fly, his cock was soft and she could taste her own pussy juice as well as his and Steve's spunk on his shrunken cock.

Sarah used both of her hands and her mouth to wake his cock up, it took her just five minutes to get him hard and as soon as he was standing to his full seven inch height, she dipped her head down further taking his cockhead into her throat easily and as she played with his balls with one hand, she swallowed as fast as she could...bringing him to his climax at the ten minute mark, amazing skills on Sarah's part as her teacher had delivered her a massive load of spunk less than an hour earlier that day and all just using the pressure of the muscular opening to her throat.

The act had taken so little time out of their twenty minute allowance that Sarah had plenty of time to actually set out the paperwork and books for that morning's lesson. By the time her classmates returned from assembly, Sarah was cleaning the whiteboards at the front of the classroom...the room fully set for the lesson.

After Mr Grove's lesson they all had PE, they had to change into their gym knickers an 'T-shirts' and as Sarah stripped naked, the blue string hanging from her cunt was spotted by one of the other girls, Sarah heard the whispered comment from an unseen mouth, "No wonder the classroom was ready by the time we got back from assembly this morning, Sarah's on the rag and everyone knows that 'Old Grove' won't go near blood!"

There were no hard and fast rules over dress standards for PE classes...well, other than the girls had to wear gym knickers rather than shorts with their school's official 'T-shirt' while boys could wear any kind of shorts with their official 'T-shirt'...the options surrounded what was worn under the PE kit, whether the boys wore vest and/or underpants under their kit and girls had the choice of vest or not, bra or not, knickers or not...Sarah went with the option of no knickers under her gym knickers and no bra on under her 'T-shirt'

PE for the day would be some kind of ball game in the playground, rather than using the gymnasium, that was full of desks for the students taking their end of year exams before moving on to their new high school, after the long summer holiday.

Out in the playground, Sarah spotted one girl whispering something to Peter Wilson, he went to another and whispered, then the two boys went on to two more and whispered something...by the time the teacher walked out with a bag of footballs over her shoulder, every boy was in on the secret.

The teacher blew her whistle, gathering the class around her, "Right kids, any suggestions for today's PE class?"

Peter Wilson put his hand up, "Murder Ball please Miss!"

"Predictable as ever Mr Wilson, you want Murder Ball every week!"

She looked around the rest of the class, all the boys were agreeing with Peter that they wanted to play Murder Ball, "What about you girls, what do you want to do today?"

Sarah said "Rounders," but the other girls all agreed with Peter to a girl!

Murder ball was a rough and tumble game that couldn't be played on the hard tarmac and concrete surface of the playground, they had to move to the football pitch. The class was split into two teams, roughly half the boys on one team with half of the girls and the rest on the other team. Peter Wilson declared himself the captain of his team...he was after all the class 'Alpha', Sarah was on the other team. Peter also chose for his team to be the defending team and that the football pitch's goal area was his citadel that his team had to defend.

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Sarah's team had to get just one player into that area to win, the defenders had two balls, they could throw the ball or kick it, even just hold it in their hands but they couldn't run with the ball, they had to pass it on before moving. If the ball touched an attacker, they were out of the game.

In theory, there was no physical contact, a defender could stand in front of an attacker and call for a ball but they couldn't touch the attacker with anything but the ball. Well, that was the theory of the game...so why did they call it Murder Ball? The ball was made of heavy leather and could hit an attacker quite hard and a heavy set boy, holding the ball in his hands, could hit an attacker quite hard, like a punch with a boxing glove.

The whistle was blown and Sarah's team started moving up the field cautiously...Peter's team were concentrating on the attacking boys, targeting them to get them out of the game first, the rest of the girls on Sarah's team were holding back but Sarah thought that she saw an opportunity and made a mad dash into the defenders territory. Sarah was suddenly surrounded by the defending boys, even the defending girls were holding back, just watching as Sarah disappeared into a gaggle of boys, the balls were nowhere near so Sarah was free to run on, even through boys were grabbing at her clothes to stop her. Sarah actually spotted that the two balls were both being held by girls of the defending team but they were showing no interest in passing the balls to anyone close to Sarah to knock her out of the game.

The boys changed tactics and stopped grabbing at her 'T-shirt' and started grabbing at her body, the teacher was blowing her whistle, she ws shouting out that there should be no bodily contact at all..."Use the balls defenders keep your hands away!"

Sarah reached the goal area and the attackers won the first 'Chucker' but Sarah was out of the game, her 'T-shirt' was torn open and the elastic around the waist of her gym knickers had been snapped, she was sent to the changing room for an early shower, holding bits of her torn shirt across her breasts with one hand and holding her knickers in place with the other as she walked towards the school building.

When Sarah reached the door leading into the girl's changing room, there was a sign standing in front of the door.

'Warning!
Male maintenance technician working inside, do not enter!'

Sarah stood outside the room trying to cover as much of her body as possible with her torn and damaged PE kit, she looked at the school around her, hundreds of boys seeing her or one man seeing her, Sarah wasn't the least bit shy but the choice was simple, one man seeing her or many boys, she chose the one man and walked into the changing room.

The man in the changing room was the school's fifty year old caretaker and he was mending a fixed bench seat close to the shower area. It had been many weeks since that bench had been able to be used for changing because the wood had spit and was snagging clothes and causing splinters in student's bottoms and legs so had been taped off until the caretaker could get around to mending it.

The caretaker had been in the army, he'd done thirty years...a career soldier...he would still have been in the army if he hadn't been so 'Gung-ho', as an Army Captain, he didn't need to prove himself and he didn't retire after twenty-five years like the lower ranks would usually do...he loved the army life so much that he would have rather died in service than retire to civilian life, especially forced to work in a rural school as caretaker. He was a REME officer, he built bridges for the army, built military camps, even laid roads but on the day of his debilitating accident, he had performed a parachute jump with 'Two-para' into a hostile environment...his job was to assess and measure things before his own team could move into the area...did they need a three section Bailey bridge to cross the river or would one 'M104 Wolverine Armored Bridgelayer' be sufficient, did he need ten engineers to repair the road or one hundred...even with a shattered hip from the jump, he still assessed the situation and called in one M104 and ten engineers to open up the route into the battlefield before being evacuated out by a snatch plane.

A small helium blimp was sent up in the air above the jungle with a strong line attached to the Captain, the blimp didn't lift him but the Lockheed C-130 Hercules would if the pilot could hit the cable with the snatch bracket mounted to its nose. The blimp would be cut loose and as the aircraft flew overhead, he was snatched violently from the floor of the jungle and up into the belly of the aircraft.

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He heard the door open and looked over at Sarah, he was sitting on the floor at the side of the bench trying to unbolt the seat of the bench from the metal frame...because of his dodgy hip, he couldn't get up off the floor easily so he was irked at Sarah's intrusion into his workspace.

"Didn't you see the sign on the door girl?" He barked angrily at her.

"I'm sorry Admiral Bennet sir...but I couldn't wait outside like this..."

Sarah let the hand holding her torn 'T-shirt' across her breasts loosen and one titty popped into view.

Sarah was watching the elderly caretaker closely, she saw the movement in his trousers...even the elderly cripple still had the 'Normal' reaction to seeing a young girl's developing breasts.

Sarah calling the army man an Admiral got the usual angry reaction from him, "I've told you kids a million times, I was a Captain in the Army...not a Captain in the Navy...now get out of here until I've fixed this bench, it isn't safe around here."

Sarah released her grip on her gym knickers and they slipped down, just exposing her bare pussy mound before she caught them again, she straightened her torn 'T-shirt' as well to hide both of her breasts and said, "It's a lot safer in here sir...especially with my clothes torn like this...I'm sorry but I have to take my shower and get dressed, if you don't want to look, just keep your back to the shower stall."

Sarah collected her towel from the bench that she had used to get changed, she dropped her shirt and gym knickers on the floor, threw her towel over her shoulder and walked, brazenly and openly, down to the shower room, walking straight past the caretaker as he sat on the floor without bothering to cover any part of her body.

As Sarah took her shower, she looked over her shoulder, Mr Bennet had stopped working and was looking at her bum as she washed under the water, Sarah turned under the stream of water and opened her legs, soaping deep down between her legs so that the caretaker got a perfect look at her pussy. She rinsed the soap off of her pussy and then pulled the blue string of her tampon, pulling the tampon out of her cunt and tossing it into the rubbish bin, she muttered, "It's the only problem with having sex before school, it gets very messy if you don't catch all of the man's spunk!"

Sarah walked past the man drying herself as she walked through the changing room, once she was out of sight at the bench where she had her clothes, she finished drying herself and put her bra, knickers, stockings and suspenders back on, she walked back down the room to Mr Bennet's side, "Is this better sir?"

He had fully removed the old bench seat and was lining up the bolt holes of the new seat with the bolt holes in the frame, he looked up at Sarah and the reaction in his trousers was far more distinctive than it had been when he saw her left breast and her bare pussy earlier...obviously former Captain Bennet was a lover of sexy lingerie, more than a lover of the naked form.

Sarah checked her watch and said, "The PE lesson will be over in ten minutes and then this room will be packed...if you leave the boiler room door open at lunch time, I could come down there and make you happy if you like...if you don't want me, just leave the door closed!"

Sarah finished dressing while the caretaker finished bolting the bench seat down. Sarah went back out to the football pitch to watch the last of the Murder Ball game. The game was being played properly now, the girls were taking a full part in the game, not holding back so that all the boys could target one girl, her. The weaker girls on the attacking side were protecting the stronger boys, taking hard hits from the balls so that the ball could deflect away from the defenders to give the attacking boys a better chance to take the Citadel!

Sarah looked over her shoulder at the changing room door, she saw Mr Bennet hobbling out of the changing room, he took his sigh off of the door's handle and headed for the boiler house with his heavy kit box. Sarah watched him all the way to the boiler house door, she saw him unlock it, watched as he entered the small area at the top of the stairs, she was surprised to see him close the door before descending the steel staircase down into the boiler room under the main school building, she thought, 'Oh well, his loss...' to herself.

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The teacher blew an extra long blast on her whistle, indicating the end of the mayhem that had been their Murder Ball PE class. Because the game had ended, Sarah didn't look back at the football pitch, she just turned towards the school building and started walking back to school as all the boys ran past her... they needed to get back into the changing room before the male teacher got there, he would force them to take a shower and none of the boys in Sarah's class would take a shower after PE voluntarily, they much preferred to splash a little water on their hair, comb it out again and then get dressed quickly.

Half way to the building the smile returned to Sarah's face as she saw the boiler house door open and the caretaker hobbled down the stairs to the boiler room without his heavy tool box.

Sarah sidestepped the changing room, she went directly to the dining room, she was early because she was already changed and was first in the queue for lunch, first in the queue, first to get served and first to finish. Sarah skipped all the way to the boiler house, she found the door was still open and as she closed the door behind her, she spotted the key in the lock, she used the key to make sure that no one could stumble across her and Mr Bennet during their lunchtime tryst.

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