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CHAPTER THREE

Sasha thought the situation over that evening and decided to report the whole thing to the principal. She couldn't deny that she'd enjoyed making out with Bobbie and the boys, but she didn't appreciate being forced and bullied. She wanted to prove to them that she wasn't powerless.

So as school was letting out the next day, she went to the office of Mr. Robert Dennis, principal of Southwood High. Nobody saw much of the man. He spent a lot of time holed up in his private office, and the rumor was that things were too tough at the school for him to handle. Sasha was about to find out.

"You go in and talk to him, Sasha," his secretary said. "I'm leaving for the day."

Sasha knocked on the door of the smaller, private office and heard Mr. Dennis calling for her to come in. As she stepped inside, he had a worried look on his face, but when he saw that it was only one student, and a pretty female one at that, he reined and smiled.

"And who are you, young lady?" he asked. "I don't believe I've seen you around before."

"I'm Sasha Davis," she said. "I just transferred here from another school."

As she spoke, she was studying him. Mr. Dennis was a big burly guy, maybe in his late thirties, and his dark hair was just beginning to recede. He was neatly dressed in a dark blue suit. He kind of reminded Sasha of her dad, except that he was bigger and huskier. He was smiling at her very cordially.

"Sit down, Sasha," he said, indicating a chair. "What is it you want to talk to me about?"

He was pointing to a chair more to the side of his desk than in front of him, where he could see all of her as she talked. Sasha didn't think much about that. She had more serious things on her mind as she laid her books on the floor and took a seat.

"Mr. Dennis, yesterday four other students raped me," she said solemnly.

"Oh, my God," Dennis sighed. "This school is just a jungle. I'm so sorry, Sasha."

Was that all he was going to say? He almost sounded as if gang rapes were nothing unusual at Southwood High. And maybe they weren't. But Sasha was determined to get some action taken against her tormentors. She leaned forward and looked earnestly at the principal.

"Mr. Dennis, aren't you going to see that those kids are punished?" she asked.

He seemed to be focusing on her tits, not her eyes. He blinked and said, "Uh, oh, yes, Sasha, I'll see what I can do. Who were the kids?"

Sasha told him the names, but he didn't write them down. He just nodded. "That Bobbie," he said, "she's something else. Always in trouble. I don't know what we're going to do about that girl."

He was speaking almost fondly of Bobbie, as if her antics amused him. Sasha was running out of patience. The man just wasn't taking her charges seriously. He acted as if getting raped was no big deal.

"So what are you gonna do, Mr. Dennis?" she demanded. "Are you gonna call the police?"

"Perhaps," he said, "but first I'll need to make my own investigation. Please remove your clothes, Sasha."

"Do what?" she gasped.

He looked slightly annoyed. "Sasha, all I have is your own word that this happened," he said. "I don't have any other proof. Now, if four people manhandled you, there'll be bruises. I have to look. Now, go ahead and undress."

Sasha found his request kind of strange, but he was the principal. Blushing, she stood up and kicked off her sandals. She pulled her t-shirt off over her head, tousling her blond curls. Mr. Dennis' eyes focused on the tightly packed cups of her lacy see-through bra, and he licked his lips.

He seemed to be getting a little red as she unzipped her jeans and skinned out of the tight garment. Her lace-trimmed bikini panties matched her skimpy bra. His eyes kind of gazed over hotly as he studied her gorgeous teenage body. Sasha felt as if his gaze was burning right into her skin.

She slowly turned around a couple of times, then said, "Will that do, Mr. Dennis?"

"No, honey," he said, his voice a little hoarse now, "I have to do more than just look. Some bruises are pretty hard to detect. Come here." Sasha came around behind the big oak desk, and he beckoned her to stand right in front of him. He started running his hands over her body. It was weird, but it kind of excited her. She liked being touched by a man. He ran his hands up her back and quickly and deftly unhooked her bra.

Sasha blushed hard, too surprised to speak. Mr. Dennis was pulling off her bra and setting it on his desk. Then his big hot hands closed over her ripe young tits and began to mold then in a soft sensuous way. Sasha gave a little gasp of pleasure and creamed through her panties.

Yesterday the boys had been in such a hurry to fuck her, there hadn't been any foreplay. They hadn't done any of the sexy little things that might have aroused her. Now she was starting to find out about those things. She swayed dizzily as the principal fondled her supersensitive tits.

She felt her tits swelling in his squeezing hands and her nipples were going erect and stiff against his palms. Her pussy was getting so hot and eager, she wanted to rub her thighs together. Molten cream dripped from her cunt, moistening the crotch of her pate. She realized that she loved having her tits caressed and molded.

"Finding any bruises, Mr. Dennis?" she asked huskily.

"Not yet, honey," he rasped, "but this is just a preliminary investigation. I intend to be more thorough than this."

Oh, goody, Sasha thought.

The guy was kind of weird, but she wanted him to go on touching her. His touch was very gentle yet very arousing. He had a finesse that no teenage boy could have learned. He caught her rosy nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and rolled them gently, enticingly, till they went totally stiff.

Then he leaned forward, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her nipples. "Ooooo," Sasha squealed.

His moist hot tongue felt incredibly good on her engorged and tender nipples. But at the same time as she was enjoying it, she had to recognize that he'd been lying to her. He wasn't investigating her charges. He was trying to get into her pants.

Sasha wondered how she felt about that. As Dennis' tongue slid sensuously around her stiffened nipples, she felt outraged that he wasn't going to punish the people who'd raped her, yet at the same time she felt wildly turned on the principal obviously knew a lot more about lovemaking than Mike or Ted or Chad.

Now that she wasn't a virgin any more, she felt free to explore the whole world of sex. She wanted to satisfy her curiosity and fly everything a man and a woman could do to make each other feel good. And she had a hunch that Mr. Dennis could teach her a lot of things. That tongue of his was doing all the right movements, applying just the right pressure.

He caught her left nipple between his lips and sucked it into his mouth. "Ohhhhhh, gosh, ohhhh," Sasha panted.

She was creaming right through her panties as he proceeded to suck her tits. Her nipples throbbed in his mouth as he darted from one to the other, fucking noisily and greedily. This guy seemed starved for her ripe young breasts. Wasn't he getting enough at home?

Sasha glanced over his shoulder at a shelf of books and papers. On the shelf was also a photo of his wife and kids. The wife was fat, not too attractive, and had let her hair go pay. She looked jut as nice as you please, and Sasha guessed that she wasn't into sexual experimentation. She probably just put up with sex because she felt it was her duty as a wife.

That might explain why her husband, the respectable high school principal, was risking his career by waking a play for a student. He was sucking louder and more hungrily on Sasha's tits as his arousal mounted, coating her nipples with his hot spit. At last he drew back to look at her glistening stiff nipples and swollen creamy tits.

"Perfectly normal," he said hoarsely.

His hands slid down to the waistband of her panties. As he started inching the little garment down, Sasha knew this was her last chance to change her mind. If she didn't want to go all the way with him, this was the time to stop him. But she didn't move. She was almost shaking with excitement as he let her panties drop down to her feet.

"I want to check and see if everything's okay," he croaked, staring at her golden bush.

He lifted her up so her panties dropped off her feet and her thighs fell open a little. Setting her down, he slid a hand between her legs and cupped her pussy. He shivered as he felt the searing heat and sticky hot cream. Then it was Sasha's turn to shiver as he began caressing the swollen flesh.

"What did those kids do to you, honey?" he asked. "Tell me what happened."

"I heard some noises from a shed," Sasha said, her voice getting husky with pleasure, "and I looked through a hole to see what was happening. Bobbie was making out with Ted and Chad and Mike."

"All three of them?" Dennis asked. "Jesus." He slid a stiff finger over her clit and started rubbing it.

"Bobbie sucked Ted off," Sasha went on, quivering as she felt hot stabs of pleasure from his massaging finger, "and then she fucked Chad and Mike. Then somehow she noticed me, and they ran after me and dragged me into the shed."

"Go on," Dennis said. "What did they do to you then?"

"Bobbie went down on me," Sasha continued, creaming all over his finger. "She said she was getting me ready for the boys."

"What exactly did she do?" Dennis panted. "She licked my pussy," Sasha whimpered, rubbing her clit harder against his finger, "and then she stuck her tongue in my cunt and fucked me with it."

Dennis was breathing very loudly and harshly now. "Did you come, Sasha?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah," she chirped, "I couldn't help that. Was that bad of me, Mr. Dennis?"

"Oh, no, honey," he said, "don't worry about that. There's nothing wrong with getting turned on. Like right now, for instance. You're turned on to what I'm doing, aren't you?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Dennis," Sasha sighed, "that feels so good, I could almost get off."

"Well, then let's see that you do," he said, sliding his thick middle finger into her cunt.

"Ooooooo, shit, yessss," she hissed.

She loved feeling that hard presence in her horny box. Swaying dizzily, she gripped his shoulders as he glided the finger all the way to the last knuckle in her steamy cream-slick twat. She soaked his finger with a helpless rush of molten juice, and he gave a horny growl as he felt it.

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Dennis, get me off," Sasha begged, digging her nails into his shoulders.

Panting, his face red with lust, Dennis fingerfucked the moaning teenage girl. Her cunt was smoldering-hot around his thick jerking finger, and she kept drenching it with spurts of sizzling juice. He watched the pearly cream overflow her crammed box and trickle down her inner thighs as she took the stiff deep thrusts of his finger.

"Oooooo, yeah," she moaned, "do it to me, Mr. Dennis, that feels so great."

She heard an agonized groan from him as she closed her eyes in ecstasy. No wonder, he was probably pretty damned horny by now. He had a luscious naked girl squealing with delight as he worked his finger in her exquisitely snug box. It would be hard for a man to keep his cool under those circumstances.

Breathing harshly, he worked his thick finger faster and faster in her smoking twat, and Sasha clawed the shoulders of his expensive suit end gurgled blissfully. This sure beat playing with herself. It was so incredibly kinky to be fingerfucked by the principal, and right in the school office!

"Unnnnnhhh, yessss, I'm gonna come," she whimpered. "Don't stop, Mr. Dennis, get me off."

"Sure, honey," he rasped, "I'll get you off really good."

They bath yelped with surprise as the phone rang on his desk. But he quickly recovered his cool and went on finger-fucking Sasha as he took the call.

"Oh, hello, dear," he said.

Sasha clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle a gasp. What a time for his wife to be calling! He listened, steadily pistoning his stiff finger in Sasha's cunt, while his wife rattled off a list of things she wanted him to pick up on the way home. Sasha was so close to the phone, she could hear it all.

"And get my fur coat from the cleaners." Mrs. Dennis concluded. "When will you be here?"

"I might be a little late tonight, dear," he answered. "I have a disciplinary matter to take care of. But I won't be late for dinner. See you then."

He hung up and pistoned his thick finger even faster in Sasha's boiling box. "How are you gonna remember all those things she wants you to pick up?" the girl asked huskily.

"I have a terrific memory," he growled. Sasha nodded, clutched his shoulders, and closed her eyes tightly. She knew that just a few more thrusts of his finger would bring her off like crazy. She started tightening her cunt around it to get even more delicious hot friction. A few seconds later she felt a violent orgasm exploding up from the depths of her cunt.

"Oooooo, shit, whaaahhhhhh!" she wailed. "Oh, Christ," Dennis groaned. He felt her cunt going into spasm around his deeply-thrust finger. He felt the powerful contractions of her strongly muscled teenage twat, and he couldn't help thinking how great that action would feel around his prick. She soaked his finger with her molten spurting come, blast after blast of it. He kept his finger inside her the whole time, feeling every spasm of her climax.

Sasha finally gave a satisfied gurgle and opened her eyes. Mr. Dennis looked like he was about to explode with lust. His eyes were protruding, his face was red, and he was growling in a low, house voice. He kept his finger fully lodged in her cunt, and with his thumb rubbed her clit.

She'd just come like crazy, but her lust flooded back in full force as he played expertly with her pussy. Being finger-fucked by the horny principal had been a lot of fun, but Sasha knew it was just for openers. Both she and Dennis wanted something more serious before this little session was over.

She remembered some of the sensual things Bobbie had done with the boys, things she was dying to try herself. She slipped off the impalement of Dennis' finger and went to her knees before him. She pushed his legs open and wriggled between them. Pushing his jacket open, she saw an enormous bulge of the fly of his pants.

"Why, Mr. Dennis," she gurgled, petting the hard lump, "you got a hard-on for me."

"That's right, honey," he leered. "Want to take it out and play with it?"

As a matter of fact that was exactly what Sasha had in mind. Things had been so rushed yesterday in the shed, she hadn't even gotten to play with a cock, even though she'd taken three of them. Her curiosity was overwhelming her.

She unzipped Dennis' pants. Grasping his pants and his shorts, she tugged them down to his thighs. His lust-stiffened cock snapped free of its confinement, almost hitting her in the face. She gawked at it.

"Oh, wow, it's enormous," she breathed.

"Go ahead, play with it," he urged.

Eagerly Sasha reached out and touched a cock for the first time in her life. His meat was hard, hot and smooth, nice to touch. She ran her fingers up and down the granite column, loving the feel of it. It was stiff as steel yet throbbing with a hot life of its own. She watched glistening bubbles of juice forming in his piss hole.

She remembered what Bobbie had done with the boys' cocks. She just had to know what it was like. Leaning closer, she stuck out her tongue and began to lick the principal's cock. He groaned and shuddered as her hot tongue contacted the swollen head of his prick. He watched with lust-glazed eyes as she sampled the first cock cream she'd ever tasted.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," she murmured.

"Eat it all, honey," he rasped, "lick my cock. I love that."

Sasha was getting off on it, too. It aroused her crazily to be able to drive a grown man wild with her tongue. His cock was lurching and bucking with excitement, and she fisted the thick hairy base and held his prick still. She scooped up all his hot salty cock cream with the pointed tip of her tongue, gurgling as she swallowed it.

"Oh, Christ," Dennis groaned.

He watched her glistening tongue swirling around and around the grossly swollen head of his cock, coating it with her hot spit. The girl had a hunger for cock cream that must have been instinctive. As fast as the thick drops formed in his piss hole, she tongued them up and gobbled them.

It was all fantastic, and Dennis wished it could go an and on, but he was in danger of coming right in her pretty face. This was the most wildly exciting sexual experience of his life.

Robert Dennis hadn't been too thrilled when he was made principal of Southwood High. The student body was essentially one big street gang, totally beyond the power of one man to control. He settled for stopping trouble inside the classrooms and letting the kids have their way everywhere else. Most of the time he sat in his office fantasizing about the girl students.

He had dozens of fantasies about cute teenage girls coming into his office and getting it on with him. He had daydreams in which he sucked them off, they sucked him off, he fucked them in all kinds of positions, and every other crazy thing he could think of. But none of those fantasies had come true till now.

This was turning out better than any fantasy. The cutest girl in school was actually kneeling naked between his thighs and licking his cock. She'd let him finger-fuck her, and there was a promise of a lot more goodies to come. It was no wonder Dennis was on the verge of shooting his load.

"Suck it, honey," he moaned, "suck my cock."

Sasha eagerly obeyed. That was something she really wanted to try. She opened her pink glossed lips as wide as she could and started bringing them down around the massively engorged head of the principal's stiff-standing cock. As she took his prick into her steamy mouth, he groaned hoarsely.

"Ohhhhh, shit, yes," he cried, "that's it, honey, take as much as you can."

That wasn't much, as it turned out. Sasha's mouth was small and his cock was huge. She got almost half of it before it began to choke her. She fisted and pumped the rest. Caving in her cheeks as she'd seen Bobbie do, she started to suck noisily and greedily on his violently throbbing cock.

"Oh, Christ, yes," he moaned, slumping back in his chair.

Yes, this was far better than any of his jack-off fantasies. Sasha's mouth was hot and greedy around his nearly-exploding cock, and each hungry suck gave him a hot blast of pleasure. This was a million times better than fucking his fat unresponsive wife. This was heaven for the sex-starved principal.

"That's super, honey," he groaned, "just keep doing that, please."

It was the first decent sex he'd had in years. Not only that, but it was the fulfillment of a guilty yearning he had for very young girls. Dennis had always wanted to have wild sex with a girl young enough to be his daughter. At last it was happening, and the excitement was incredible.

"Suck it, baby, ahhhhh, yeah," he groaned. He slumped there and watched her grotesquely stretched lips zipping up and down the fat blue-veined column of his cock, leaving it glistening with her hot saliva. As far as he was concerned, the rest of the world could go to hell. This was all he cared about, a horny teenage girl sucking on his dick like it was candy.

Sasha could see how turned on she was making him, and that fed her own wild excitement. She liked having her mouth crammed with his man-size cock, liked feeling it throb and buck on her tongue. His delicious cream was oozing out steadily, and she savored each salty drop before gobbling it.

His cock was bigger than the teenage pricks she'd taken yesterday. She wondered if it would be too big for her cunt. There was only one way to find out. But for now she wanted to go on sucking his meat, driving him wild and savoring his hot male cream. She wanted to know what it was like to get a whole mouthful of come. And it looked as if she wasn't going to have to wait much longer.

"Oh, Jesus," he groaned, starting to fuck her mouth.

He hated this fantastic scene to end, but he had to come or go crazy. He spun out of control and started jerking his bloated dick over her slippery tongue. She choked and backed off a little, gripping his cock tightly to keep it from plowing down her throat. Dennis looked at her hugely stretched lips sucking ravenously on his prick.

"Eat it, Sasha, eat my come!" he bellowed, jetting his load into her mouth.

"Unnnnhhhh, uummmmm!" Sasha moaned. Suddenly the principal was fucking her mouth with lightning speed and boiling his come into her till her cheeks puffed out. The delicious cream filled her mouth, and she couldn't gobble it fast enough. It began to spurt from the corners of her lips and run down her chin.

"Ohhhhh, Jesus, eat it all, aaaggghhhh!" Dennis yelped.

He seemed to go on and on coming, like he hadn't come in years. But then for years there'd been nothing to make him this excited. At last he slumped back in his chair, and his dripping cock slipped from Sasha's mouth. She licked her lips to get the last drops of his cock cream and wiped the sticky liquid off her chin.

"Gosh, Mr. Dennis," she chirped, "that made me so horny."

"Did it, honey?" he rasped. "Well, I'll just have to do something about that, won't I?"

He stood up, dropping his pants and shorts, kicking them away. He took off his jacket and shirt very fast, and Sasha ogled his massive hairy chest. His adult male body made her so aroused, she was creaming right down her legs. Naked, he scooped her up and carried her over to a couch in the corner.

He laid her down on her back and set one of her legs up over the back of the couch. He had the other leg dangle off the edge. Her pussy was completely exposed to the light of the room and to his horny glazed eyes. He stood there a moment ogling her luscious-looking slit.

Then he got onto the couch, lying belly down between her thighs. Sasha felt his hot breath tickling her exposed pussy, and she squealed in anticipation. She remembered how Bobbie had commanded Chad to go down on her and how excited she'd gotten when he tongued her slit. Sasha wanted to feel all those fantastic sensations, too.

"Oooooo, yessss," she gurgled as the principal's tongue contacted her swollen steaming gash.

Mr. Dennis went at her hot teenage pussy like he was starved for it, raking his big tongue up and down over the puffed flesh and gobbling every drop of her tangy cream. Sasha lay there and gurgled and whimpered in ecstasy. This was the most wonderful thing she'd ever felt in her life.

"Unnnhhhh, yeah, I love it," she moaned, "don't stop, Mr. Dennis, lick me all over."

It had been exciting when Bobbie went down on her, but this was even better. Dennis was a very experienced lover. His tongue was bigger than Bobbie's, too, and it covered more territory with each hungry lash. He soon coated Sasha's pussy with his spit, working his greedy tongue into every fold and cranny.

Then he shoved his hands under her wiggling ass and pulled her pussy right against his face. Sasha screamed in ecstasy as she felt that huge stiff tongue sliding up her cunt. She clawed the couch and sobbed as Dennis shoved his slippery hot tongue to her womb, cramming her with it.

"Oh, fuck, yes, yessss," she gurgled.

He started fucking her with his tongue, and she went wild, arching her body up to take the slick thrusts, whimpering with pleasure. She soaked his tongue and his face with her uncontrollably spurting pussy cream. Closing her eyes tightly, she sailed quickly to the brink of orgasm, then greedily hovered there, trying to prolong the incredible sensations.

"Oh, fuck, I love it," she gurgled.

The room was filled with an obscene wet sucking noise as the principal tongue-fucked Sasha very fast and hard. He was reaming and cramming her cunt with his thick tongue, doing it with lightning speed, and the horny girl just couldn't hold out against that kind of pleasure. She felt a violent orgasm welling up from the fiery depths of her twat.

"Ohhhhhh, Mr. Dennis, honey, I'm coming, ohhhhhhh!" she howled.

While she was still bucking and moaning in climax, he jerked his tongue out of her and substituted his cock. Sasha sure noticed the difference. His tongue was big, bigger than Bobbie's, but his cock was elephant-size. Suddenly she was crammed breathless with rock-hard hot meat.

"Ohhhhh, Jesus, what a tight cunt," Dennis groaned as he pushed fully into her.

Sasha was still recovering from her surprise was he began sawing his huge prick in her tiny cream-slick box. It was kind of scary to be taking a cock that big, but it excited her, too. She rubbed her swollen clit against his sawing shaft and felt her excitement mounting rapidly. She began to cream all over his stiff man-size boner.

"Oh, Mr. Dennis, fuck me," she squealed, clinging to him, "fuck me with that big thing."

Dennis gave a lusty growl and spun out of control, fucking her so hard that her slender body shuddered with the impact. Sasha didn't mind. Suddenly she was boiling with lust, crazy to get fucked, and the harder, the better. She soaked his pile-driving cock with a helpless flood of molten cream. She fucked back at him, slamming her hips to his rhythm.

"Do it to me, do it to meeee," she squealed. "Don't you just love this, Mr. Dennis, honey?"

"Shit, yes," he growled, "I could fuck your tight box forever, baby."

Cupping her ass, holding her tight against him, he raked his massive hard-on over every inch of her velvety clinging twat, cramming her completely. Sasha's head lolled back, her eyes closed tightly, and she began to come and come. His man-size prick was stimulating her into a whole string of orgasms.

"Ohhhhh, fuck, shit, oooooo, you're making me come so good!" she howled. "Fuck me forever, Mr. Dennis!"

It was just too much for the horny principal. His sexiest fantasy was coming true as he fucked a gorgeous tight-cunted teenage girl to a howling climax. He felt her spasming cunt sucking the jism out of his balls, and he yelled and boiled his load into her, fucking her so hard that the couch groaned and rattled.

"Take it, take my load, unnnggghhhh!" he bellowed.

"Oh, yeah, cream me, Mr. Dennis, ooooo!" Sasha wailed.

It was definitely the best fuck she'd had so far, and she was delighted about that. On the other hand, it was clear that the principal wasn't going to help her get even with Bobbie and the boys.

"You've got to understand. Sasha, there's so much trouble here, I can't keep up with it all," he said as they parted. "About all I can do is keep the classrooms safe and orderly. I wish I could help you, but the retaliation against the school wouldn't be worth it."

"That's okay, Mr. Dennis," she said grimly, "I'll find some other way to handle it."