Jack's 'horse cock' spills virgin blood.....he bumps into Lana's mother just by chance.
The School Groundsman. Part 10.
The heavy rain continued on into the evening, my oilskin keeping me dry as I went for supper although I left my sodden boots outside, ‘looks like I’ll have a quiet night’ I mused as I sat on the veranda with a smoke and beer after supper, ‘I’ll be surprised if my ‘Holy Trinity’ come over in this kind of rain’ I chuckled to myself. The only distraction to my evening was Lana’s pert little tits.....and the rest of her delightful body.....when she video called me as I was about to head to bed. “Hey Daddy, just checking you haven’t been washed away” she giggled, her titties jiggling stiffly as she was wearing her ‘house uniform’ of knickers only.
“Still high and dry here sweetie....although I was thinking maybe I might tie a rope to my leg before I go to bed so I don’t get washed out down the street in my sleep” I chuckled, noting her knickers were my favourite style, ‘shorts’ type with large leg openings and high cut scallops up the thighs....perfect for tight little pussies to peek from occasionally. Her phone was obviously propped on her desk or such and she seemed to be tidying the surface, walking to and from her bed as she put items in her school bag, “I don’t expect your mum would be impressed if she came in to see you video calling your ‘Daddy’ dressed like that” I chuckled. “Ahh....she’s in bed already, her room is at the opposite end of the house....and she always knocks now before coming in” she giggled.
I noticed a slight blush on her cheeks, “ohh....I sense there’s a story behind that last comment.....c’mon...spill it” I grinned, she blushed a little redder, “gawd Daddy!....you’re so rude sometimes!” she squeaked, “ahhh....well like ages ago, maybe year before last I was...umm....like checking for hair down there and she walked in....gawd I nearly died” she giggled softly.... but she was like way cool about it, sat down on the bed with me and we talked about all those kinda things for ages.....she’s way cool my mum, I love her to bits.
“She sounds like a great mum sweetie.....reckon she’s got a full time job keeping your cheeky little ass in line” I chuckled, bringing an indignant squeal from her. We chatted a little longer before I ordered her to bed after seeing her yawn, “sweet dreams Daddy...sleep tight” she said, blowing me a kiss and ended the call. I drifted off to sleep, my last thoughts were of ginger curly hair....Lana’s and her mother’s faces flicking back and forth in my mind.....waking with a start from a light tapping on the door, my semi engorged meat laying along my belly. “Come” I called, thinking one or more of the ‘holy trinity’ had come to have their twats filled, no rain drumming on the roof.....my hand reaching to flick the bedside light on.
Half blinded by the sudden light, I heard a gasp, Lisa standing there, eyes bugged wide and her hand over her mouth..... “aggh fuck” I gasped, “sorry sweetie” I managed to get out as I leapt up to grab my shorts from the kitchen bench and pull them on. ‘Fuck me.....don’t they have a dress code for nighties!’ popped into my head as we stared wide eyed at each other momentarily....a slightly transparent lacy top only just blurring the view of her surprisingly thick dark nipples, the top edge of her slightly paler and raised areole visible....bare midriff from just below her navel down to the waist of her matching loose leg shorts scalloped damn near to her hips.
“Ahh, guessing you can’t sleep because that muscle is aching sweetie” I said softly, “ahhh yeah....sorry” she breathed, stepping slowly forward as I held a hand out to her, “no need to be sorry Lisa, I know what it’s like to have pulled muscles.....they throb like crazy” I smiled as she took my hand and I guided her to sit on the end of my bed before switching on the main light and taking the tin of balm from the benchtop. Standing before her....her eyes held captive by the movement in my ‘wobbly’ shorts as my cock engorged, “ahh....this balm might stain a little, I’d hate to ruin your gorgeous nighty, perhaps I could massage the muscle first....might do the trick” I suggested, her eyes looked up, a breathy ‘yeh...ok’ from her lips.....I knew for sure that her cunt was mine to take when she whispered raggedly, “or you could take them off......if you want”.
My cock lurched heavily as that confirmation travelled to my brain, she didn’t gasp...she gurgled softly from deep in her chest and lay back to draw her knees up and rest her feet either side of her hard little ass...fingers slipping into the waistband to drag the knickers off as she flexed her hips to raise her ass....not waiting for me to decide if I should take them off....Lisa lay there, trembling softly as her knees slowly splayed wide to almost rest on the bed....her engorged vulva parting like a zipper opening, from her dark pink and glistening fuck hole and up to the top of her gash....glistening beads of lust sparkling from the light. Maybe her ‘injury’ was causing her discomfort, thus prompting her to visit me.... but I doubted it....and didn’t give a fuck as I knelt and leaned my face in to inhale her lust....my cock flexing hard, objecting to its confinement in my shorts.
A hoarse ragged squeal ripped from her chest as I swiped my flattened tongue firmly from her rosebud to her thick clit in one motion, her body convulsing as she gasped for breath....her tight little holes clenching and releasing as her cunt spasmed.... “FFAAARRRRRKKK.!” I grinned to myself as I glanced up along her young body.....her head rocking side to side, mouth hanging slackly open....her hands had flown to grip her hard little tits as her stomach heaved and rippled, her thighs shivering as though cold. Her eyes gained some focus as she looked down to mine, “jeeezuz.....do that again...please”, she mewled. “Ahh, how can I refuse such nice manners” I chuckled softly and dipped my head down to stroke the tip of my tongue softly back and forth along her perineum, her hands flying to my head and grabbing fistfuls of hair, her hips flexing and jerking.
Gripping her thighs tighter, I gently probed my tongue at her slimy little fuckhole, “agghhh yesssss” she keened.... surprised to feel the thin veil of her hymen, I backed off and tormented her engorged gash, worked my way up to lash and suck her clitty and she squealed hoarsely and stiffened as her orgasm smashed her into a gasping and shuddering blob of jelly. Crawling up the bed, I hugged her, stroking her as she came down off the high, “ohh gawd, I never imagined it would feel so fucking good” she gurgled.....“why didn’t you fuck me?” she added softly, I kissed her softly on the lips, “come and sit with me, we’ll have a little talk” I said and helped her up to her feet, grabbed a beer and my tobacco, offered her a Cruiser which she took. She sat close, her thigh against mine, her hand reached to rest on my cock, “not yet sweetie, plenty of time for that” I said softly as I took her hand and placed it on her thigh, took a swig of beer and rolled a cigarette.
Lighting up and taking a drag, “I noticed your hymen is still intact....a little surprised given most girls have masturbated plenty by your age....two questions, why haven’t you and why now do you want me of all people to fuck you?” I asked bluntly. She took a long swig of her Cruiser, sighed...... “My mum I guess....she’s like.....kinda fucked in the head when it comes to sex”.......I listened as she opened up, her mother was paranoid about her daughters sexuality, never let them out of her sight whenever they went to rodeos or other functions in town....would check their hymens were intact on returning home....threatening they would be disowned if they ever bucked her fanatical views.....in short, as Lisa said, she was ‘fucked in the head’....her’s and Bev’s nighties and knickers were gifts or loaners from a few girls they knew here at the school.
“Oh fuck....what I would give to have her see me like this....drinking the devil’s brew, twat hanging out, and tits” she said handing me her drink and pulling her top off.... “and still tingling from a mind-blowing orgasm given to me by a man old enough to be my father!” she giggled and snuggled against my side, “fuck, I thought I was going to pee myself when I came!..... “I guess I do love her still....but I’m over her shit.....and so is Bev”. “And your dad?” I asked, “yeh, I love him to bits, so does Bev....but mum’s got him by the balls!”. “Just stating the obvious I guess.....you do realise it’s probably going to hurt like fuck?”. “Yeh......can’t be any worse than what that old cow did to my ass”, she giggled, drained her drink, set the bottle down and climbed onto my lap facing me and ground her butt onto my meat as she kissed me on the lips, “however much I scream....promise me you’ll keep fucking me....I want that horse cock up me all the way....oh and I’m on the pill so fill me the fuck up please!.” “It will be a pleasure ma’am....and I’m snipped so you’re doubly safe”.... I guessed this was her way of breaking her mother’s grip on her, ..... and I wasn’t inclined to argue about it.
I stood with her hugging me, my hands cupping her hard butt cheeks as her legs wrapped around my waist and carried her inside to set her down on the end of the bed. With trembling hands, trembling from lust rather than fear I guessed, she began working my shorts down and off my three quarter hard meat, a soft breathy squeal beginning as my thick shaft came into view, continuing as she dragged down quicker, sucking in a raspy breath as my fat knob sprang free, “faarrkking jeeezuzz”, she squealed raggedly, looking up to my eyes, no fear in her's....just pure innocent lust, “how would Miss Lisa like her meat served?” I asked, grinning, betting to myself that her virgin cunt was clenching and rippling...... “Aggh....well that sure is a damn horse cock....fuck me like a mare” she gurgled, spinning around and crawling up the bed on hands and knees, looking back lustily as her ass swayed side to side, cunt cream dripping from her mons.
I shuffled up behind her on my knees, her hand reaching between her slender thighs and fingers waving, waiting to guide my meat to her needy cunt, gurgling as she got a grip, my hands gripping her narrow waist tightly. Inching forward, her trembling hand lodged my knob at her virgin hole as I held her writhing body still..... “FUCK IT UP MEE” she squealed hoarsely....the air whooshed from her lungs as I jerked her back and lunged my hips sharply, her body stiffened, half my cock buried....as she inhaled deeply I jerked back to lube her tightly stretched cunt lips and slammed home to the balls, her cervix bulldozed out of the way and her front end slumped to the bed. I thought for a moment she had passed out, her cunt wasn’t though.....clamping and twitching madly around my cock, feeling like a rubbery vice....I began stroking with full length, moderately fast strokes, her voice beginning to return as she began making all kinds of weird grunts, gurgles and squeals......she sure had a varied vocabulary as I picked up the pace and slammed her tight cunt hard and fast.
“Fuck that bastard horse cock up my cunt you fat cocked virgin cunt raping fucker....breed your little tight cunted slutty fat cock loving little girl.....pump your fucking cum deep in my guts you bastard!”, plus a few more incoherent phrases.....the breath knocked from her lungs as she orgasmed just as epically as she had fucked back on my cunt cleaving slams, my balls feeling like they were turning inside out as they unloaded deep into her guts a dozen slams after. Slumping sideways and dragging her with me, I held her tight on my cock, shudders, squeaks and countless ‘oh fucks’ coming weakly from her randomly twitching body. She protested as I rolled onto my back with her and lifted her off the bed and into the shower, I had forgotten to throw a towel down before I fucked her so didn’t want to be sleeping in a puddle later, protesting more when I lifted her to slurp my softening cock free and set her down and wouldn’t let her sit on the floor, streaks of blood down her thighs.....and on my cock, “got to get your legs working, you need to walk back to the dorm soon” I chuckled.
Sitting on the veranda after a shower, Lisa squatting on my lap facing me and toying with my limp cock as I rolled a cigarette and lit up, “do you think he will get hard again soon?” she asked softly, “damn girl, I thought that tight little twat might be too sore for another round tonight” I chuckled, “ahh yeh, it’s sore I guess....but my dad always made me climb back on a horse if I fell off, no matter how sore I was....reckon I should do the same with this horse cock” she giggled. I leant and dipped my head to nibble a fat nipple, a ragged gurgle from her and she raised herself up to kneel to put her tits within easier reach, mewling as I alternated between nipples, her fingers gripping in my hair. “aghh....gawd....that’s so nice....making my pussy tingle” she mewled, a minute of lazily working on her thickly engorged nipples had her gasping and shuddering....a couple of soft squirms coming from my cock, ‘a bit of her mouth on my cock and I’ll be right to saddle up to her lusty little cunt again’ I mused, ‘Jeez, I thought Nikki was an eager little cock slut.....this little darling is in a different league altogether!’
I stood with her to head inside to lay on the bed, “if you can get it hard with your mouth I can serve it up to your wicked little cunt again” I grinned, Lisa eagerly grasping my meat and began licking and slurping my knob, her eyes looking to mine as she worked it over. On a whim, I grabbed her butt and pulled it around, she straddled my chest and wiggled her hard little ass at me without faltering on my meat.....caressing her glistening slimy gash, I slid my lubed finger up to do circle work on her rosebud.....a lusty muffled gurgle from her. There was no shortage of lube seeping from her cunt for me to keep her tight little asshole twitching as I teased it, her mouth on my cock and the knowledge that I would pump a load or more in her shitter down the track had my cock swelling quickly, her lips stretched to the max to keep my knob in her mouth. “Ok my little cum rat, get up here and mount up” I grinned, “ahh....wicked....love you calling me your little cum rat” she giggled as she clambered up and impaled her inflamed cunt slowly, faltering a few times as her face grimaced from pain, grinning crookedly as she bottomed out and slumped on my chest, her fingers dragging on it as she gurgled breathily.
A minute of squirming and fucking herself with short strokes and her cunt was purring like a well oiled motor....albeit with a bad oil leak....she began pushing herself upright, squeezing a little more cock up herself, “fuck....fuck....that is soo fucking good... she squealed as she rocked back, her hands went behind to support herself on my thighs and she leant back even further.....fuck yesss....agghh.....painfull but soooo fucking good”, her face contorting as she twitched and squeaked, in a world of her own carnal bliss at that moment. I pulled her forward, afraid she might slip fully backwards as her arms began to tremble, rolled over on top and pushed her knees back to her ears to fuck her fast, hard and deep like she wanted...needed...my balls slapping loud and wet on her ass...her nails scratching my flanks as she squealed hoarsely from the orgasm tearing through her, she was flopping under me like a rag doll until I unloaded in her cunt maybe thirty of forty slams later.
After a piss and soak under the shower, I hoped her deliciously inflamed and swollen cunt wouldn’t drool onto her bedsheets as I helped her walk halfway back to her dorm. “Listen carefully....you will be sore in the morning, you will grin and bear it as you don’t need them taking you to sick-bay for an examination...oh and go to confession to beg forgiveness for breaking the dress code and causing the MS such distress.....that should get you in the good books....and for goodness sake, harden up and wear regulation knickers for at least a week!” I ordered, kissed her and sent her on her way.
“Morning gorgeous” I greeted Lana cheerfully as I grabbed the paper, not getting a chance to open it as she brought my breakfast straight out, I gave her hard bum a firm squeeze as she set it down, “morning Daddy” she giggled, “you’re in a good mood this morning....did Nikki sneak over to your place last night?” she smirked. “ahh no, I assumed she was at your place having you lick her pussy” I grinned. Her blush and attempted indignation told me I had made a lucky guess, “agh...you’re so rude sometimes Daddy!” she squeaked and headed inside. She returned in a few minutes and sat opposite, I could tell she wanted to say something but was reluctant to interrupt my meal, after a couple of mouthfuls I looked to her and raised an eyebrow. “Sorry...I’m like still coming to terms with the fact that I like umm licking her” she said softly and blushed, “Can’t imagine why you would be sweetie....she does have a sexy and delicious pussy” I grinned “damn near as delicious as yours” I smiled and continued eating.
She took my plate in when I finished and returned with a fresh pot of tea and sat again, I knew she had more to say but sipped my tea, “excellent tea” I remarked, “ahh...Daddy....when you’re talking to a girl, do you like think about how her pussy looks and tastes like” she asked softly, blushing a little. I had a couple of sips of tea, kept a straight face, “no, not always....like yesterday, I went to Bunnings to get some tap washers and mower blades.....there was this gorgeous woman there struggling to understand what tap washers she needed and I helped her out....didn’t even think about what her pussy might look or taste like.... but now I am”, I chuckled..... “Surely fathers don’t have to answer those sorts of questions from their daughters....you should be asking your mum” I suggested. “Agghh...go to work before you forget how to get there old man” she quipped and took my now empty cup and pot inside, “bye sweetie” I called as I dropped the paper inside and headed off.
I got in a solid day mowing with only a few short rain interruptions....now parked just short of Lana’s driveway and contemplating how much of my interactions with Lana I would, or should, tell her mother..... I knew from Lana that she shared a close and quite open relationship with her mother but didn’t know if she had shared our ‘daddy for a day’, beach and waterslides interactions with her....I was reasonably confidant that Lana wouldn’t have told her about me licking her twat or fucking Nikki. Taking a deep breath and exhaling, I stepped out and walked in with my tool bag and tapped on the door at the stroke of five thirty, stepping back a couple of paces.
“Ahh, Mr Evans, do come in” she said, “before I do Mrs Robinson, could I perhaps have a chat with you please?”, She directed me to the chairs and table on the patio and sat, I sat opposite, “Ahh well.... so as you know Lana has been serving me breakfast for some time, she did make a comment recently that she never knew her father then ahh maybe the next morning she dropped a request on me......I went on to tell her about the ‘daddy for a day’, beach and water slides weekend. “In retrospect, I acknowledge I should have insisted she introduce me to you first at the very least to get your approval.....but I didn’t..... I won’t be at all offended if you ask me to leave”.
She had held my gaze throughout my narrative without interrupting.....her eyes, like Lana’s, sparkling bluer from time to time, “I do agree that you should have asked to speak with me first, however, given Lana did tell me about her request....and your agreement, I guess I’m just as guilty for not insisting she introduce you to me....so I guess we’re even” she chuckled softly......although I must acknowledge your ahh.....tempering of her choice of clothing recently.....which she also told me was your doing....I did so love your simple ‘test’ for skirt length” she grinned, “so I guess you’ve got one up on me”. “Ahhh.....I think maybe we call it even” I said softly, breaking eye contact and squirming a little, I took a deep breath and held her gaze again, “are you aware she has been video calling me in the evenings of late Eva?”, she nodded, “and that she recently called me wearing what she explained was your ‘normal’ evening attire when I suggested you wouldn’t be happy with her calling me while dressed like that?”
Eva broke eye contact this time as her eyes widened a little, “ohh.......and you did what?”. I didn’t reply immediately,..... “my first instinct was to end the call.....but I didn’t....rightly or wrongly I treated it like a ‘normal’ call....afraid perhaps she might feel rejected.....perhaps develop a self esteem complex, she is certainly a driven and intelligent young lady but still vulnerable at times.....but I guess if I’m brutally honest with myself, I didn’t end it,...... primarily because she has gorgeous tits”. Eva’s eyes really did widen, turned slate grey for a moment as her mouth dropped open slightly.......then her body quivered softly as she supressed her giggles then laughed, blue sparkling in her eyes.... “that she does Mr. Evans, that she does..... “ahh, about the ‘Daddy’ thing....she’s a little reluctant to let go of it and I umm haven’t had the heart to put a stop to it....I will though if you think it’s gone too far”. “Ahh...you brought that on yourself; I’m not getting dragged into that argument” she laughed.... so, are we going to gossip here all night or are you going to teach me how to change tap washers?”
“Ahh...where’s your main water supply tap?” I asked as she headed for the front door, “oh...umm....that might be it just outside to the right of the gate” she grinned, I turned the mains off grabbed my tools and followed her inside her spacious and neat house, taking my boots off at the door. Despite her protests, I insisted she do the work under my guidance, “you might have to do it again down the track and will have a better recall if you do it yourself” I told her. She got the hang of it pretty well after we had done the laundry and kitchen taps, “remember ‘tighty righty, lefty loosey’, best way to remember which way to loosen or tighten” I prompted her a couple of times. Things got interesting as we were upstairs in her bathroom.... “Mum....where are you?” called Lana from her end, “in my bathroom dear” Eva called back as she reassembled a tap, “mum, there’s no water in my sh.....” Lana propped, jaw dropping as she saw her mother step back from tightening a tap, “water is off while we change the tap washers” Eva said as she turned to Lana, I just grinned at Lana, her mouth making like a fish out of water.
“Oh...I do love your new hairstyle darling....but best cover it before Mr Evans has a heart attack” Eva giggled, Lana let out a strangled squeal, her hands dropping to cover her bald twat before she spun and bolted back into the hall, Eva doubling over with a fit of giggles. “Were you aware of her new ‘hairstyle’?” she chuckled, “ahhh....yes....Nikki’s handiwork I believe”, “ahh....Nikki....she blushed softly....umm....a nice tidy job, might save myself a few dollars at the salon and give her some pocket money instead.....what’s your take on her?”. I stepped out to look down the hallway, “yeh....sweet girl....hormones wreaking havoc at the moment....quite umm adventurous” I grinned. We headed down to do the taps in Lana’s room, Lana just coming back out with her school uniform back on, “so what are you actually doing to the taps Da...... Jack?” she asked.
I groaned and clutched at my chest, slumped against the wall and slowly slid down it, gurgling and gasping as I slid sideways onto the floor, Lana squealing hoarsely “mum do something!!....gawd don’t die” she sobbed and flung herself on me blubbering and sobbing, “DADDEEE”, “ahh...that’s better sweetie” I grinned and sat upright....she sat up, squealed and pummelled my body with her hands, “agghhh so not funny, don’t EVER do that to me ever again!!...you owe me big time Daddy!!” she squeaked, “sorry sweetie, guess I over did that a little” I chuckled, kissed her cheek and picked her up as I stood, “damn, even had me worried for a moment” Eva chuckled. “So, what are you doing with the taps and why” Lana demanded, “ahh cool, can you teach me too please Daddy?” she asked as I explained, I set her down and slapped her butt, “Yes, but not until you put some knickers on girly!”.
Lana was an avid student, repeating ‘lefty loosey, tighty righty, over and over softly as she unscrewed and tightened taps, she needed help to loosen and tighten but otherwise did well. Saying goodbye at the front door, Eva invited me to come back later for supper, “the least I can offer for your help....just casual, no need to get ‘dressed up’, “oh yeah!, please Daddy, say yes” Lana squeaked, I scratched my chin, “hmm....there’s one last thing to do, if you can guess it, I’ll come for supper.....so sweetie, you did those taps in your bathroom but there was no water squirting out, why would that be?”. She scratched her head, scratched her bum, walked around in circles a few times, “ahhhh....there must be another tap that lets it come inside” she squeaked, “sounds good...no need to cook anything fancy for me, I’m a simple eater” I chuckled as Eva asked if seven thirty suited me, “come with me a moment Lana” I said and walked out, pointed out the main tap, picked her up for a hug and a kiss after she turned it on, “tell your mum to run all the taps for a bit, the water can run a little dirty after its been off....turn the showers on last”.
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