Lacey Smith – Sixth Grade Seductress – Chapter Two

Sixth Grade sweetheart Lacey Smith stays at her friend Phoebe’s house, and gets to know Phoebe’s daddy better than a girl at 11 years of age should!

Chapter Two – Lacey Goes To A Sleepover!

Lacey’s mind raced, replaying the events of the previous hour whilst meandering along the hallway towards her locker.

The 11-year old shivered as the thought of Mr McCarty feeling up outrageous 36DD titties for over an hour entered her head, and noticed a wetness in her panties as she yearned for her married teacher’s cock pounding her impossibly tight and (unbeknownst to either) fertile, sixth-grade pussy before shooting a potent load of baby making cum to begin their search for an egg to inseminate.

Lacey wondered what her 41-year-old lover would do with all the hundreds of photos he’d taken of her, covered in his cum, with the preteen minx being easily identifiable to anyone who knew her thanks to her smiling face in each.

As Lacey arrived at her locker, she heard a door open, and upon looking up saw her classmate Phoebe Gilmore and the school’s principal, Jim Steffensen exiting his office into the hallway.

Phoebe seemed to be zipping up her skirt, when the principal put his hands on her hips and started kissing the side of her neck, sliding his left hand around and leaving a $5 note in the waistband of her skirt, before running his right hand up and over his student’s crop shirt, taking time to feel both of the redhead’s 34D titties before leaving a small ziplock bag in her cleavage, slapping her on her well-rounded butt, and retreating back to his office.

Still giggling, Phoebe walked over to Lacey and said hello to her jaw-dropped friend.

“Don’t worry, Lacey, Mr Steffensen is my boyfriend!”, said Phoebe. “I stay at his house when his wife is away, which is a couple of nights each week, and I just tell my dumb dad I’m babysitting!” she giggled.

Lacey was shocked to hear that her grade six classmate Phoebe said their married 50-year old principal was her boyfriend!

She couldn’t believe what she had just witnessed, with her eyes zeroing in on the ziplock bag in Phoebe’s cleavage, which had clear crystals in it. Lacey also noticed some of the crystal along the edge of Phoebe’s nostril.

“What’s in the bag, Phoebe?”, asked Lacey innocently.

“Oh, it’s just something Mr Steffensen has been giving me for the last 8 months, it really helps me focus and makes me really fast at everything and gives me heaps of energy! I feel invincible and it makes me soooo horny!”, giggled Phoebe, inhaling deeply through her nostrils and sucking the remaining glassy substance into her system.

“It sounds like a lot of fun, Phoebe, what’s it called?” asked Lacey, grabbing the baggie from her friend’s tits.

“It’s called meth, you can keep that baggie!”, said Phoebe. “You should stay at my house tonight, we can have a slumber party,” she added.

Lacey loved parties, so she called her mom from the administration office and was given the okay to stay at her friend’s house.

The two preteens walked the three blocks to Phoebe’s house, beaming with pride every time a contraction worker wolf-whistled at them, or a man openly eyed their voluptuous chests as they walked towards them before turning to stare at their asses as the girls walked away, making sure to put an extra sway into their hips so the men got a good show.

Lacey’s mind was blown when a car with two black men inside honked its horn and asked Lacey to give them her phone number and asked meet up later.

“Can you believe all those guys eyefucking us?!”, said Lacey as the pair walked up the path to the front door of the Gilmore residence.

“I know, I was waiting for those two black guys in the car who got your number to ask us to go for a ride,” said Phoebe.

“What do you mean by go for a ride?” asked Lacey.

“Take us for a ride up to the lookout by the lake so we can fuck, I do it all the time, and the men usually give me some kind of present after!” replied Phoebe as she walked through the door, Lacey following with her jaw dragging along the ground.

“Daddy, I’m home!” Shouted Phoebe as the pair entered the den. Lacey noticed Phoebe’s dad, Bob Gilmore, move quickly to hide the magazine he was looking at beneath a newspaper before the girls reached the love seat he was occupying, but didn’t say anything to her friend.

“Hey princess, how was school?”, ask Bob as he got up to give his daughter a hug and a kiss on the cheek, before walking over to Lacey and asking his daughter “Have you been making friends with college girls, Phoebe?”, with Lacey shuddering as she felt Mr Gilmore mentally undressing her.

“Daddy, don’t be silly, this is my friend Lacey, she’s in the sixth grade with me,” said Phoebe as she began to walk up the stairs.
“I’ve got to put my laptop on the charger, wait down there Lacey and I’ll be back down soon!” she said as she reached the top.

Lacey turned around and walked to the other side of the room only to encounter Bob Gilmore back in the love seat looking through the magazine he had hastily hidden as the girls entered the den. Bending over Lacey saw the magazine was full of pictures of girls the same age as her and Phoebe in various states of undress, and started to feel herself getting wet as she wondered if the pictures her teacher had taken would end up in a similar publication.

Lacey was so lost in her daydream that she didn’t even notice that Mr Gilmore had pulled her onto his lap, her pussy straddling his crotch, until he whispered in her ear “I’m sick of looking at magazines, I want to play with the real thing, Princess,” before kissing the girl’s supple neck.

The 11-year old moaned as her friend’s dad kissed along her neck and started leaving small love bites on her collarbone, before Lacey heard a door slam upstairs and jumped out of Mr Gilmore’s lap in anticipation of Phoebe re-entering the den.

“Phoebe will fall asleep right after dinner, then we can have some fun” said Bob Gilmore, grabbing a handful of Lacey’s sopping wet pussy as she stood up. 
“I’ll make it worth your while, little girl, name your price,” said Mr Gilmore as he kissed Lacey on the cheek before exiting the room just as Phoebe entered, leaving his daughter’s friend with little time to process what had just happened.

Phoebe told her dad to order a pizza and dragged Lacey downstairs to the basement, where there was a big-screen TV set up, makeup table, wardrobe, and a computer.

“Let’s get dressed up and take slutty pictures!” said an excited Phoebe.

The two girls played dress ups ogether, with both dressing in matching cheerleader outfits for a team that Lacey had never heard of called the Rock Spiders.
Phoebe explained the Rock Spiders were a beer league team that she was a cheerleader for, and that she had two uniforms because she always got messy during celebrations.

“This skirt is really short, and the crop top show the bottom of my boobs if I move my arms too quick,” complained Lacey.

“Duh, that’s the idea, silly!” laughed Phoebe at her friend’s ignorance.

After sitting at the makeup table for half an hour, the girls both looked like 3/4 sized fuck dolls but with full-sized tits, and the pair began taking selfies at the computer and Phoebe posted them in a chatroom, with the two girls beaming with pride when the men in the chat room told them how much they wanted to fuck them.

As the girls sat down in the two single recliners and began watching American Beauty together, Mr Gilmore came downstairs with the pizzas Phoebe had demanded he order, and began serving each of the girls pizza and drinks at the table and began small talk.

“Thanks, Daddy,” said Phoebe as she got up to return to her seat.

“Don’t worry about it, can I watch the movie with you two?” asked Bob.

“Sure, but you’ll have to share a recliner with Lacey because I want to stretch out!”, said Phoebe as she flopped into the armchair, kicking her feet up on the reclining section and covering herself with a blanket.

Lacey shivered at the idea of spending two hours in a single recliner with her friend’s father who had earlier kissed her neck and ran his fingers over her panties and pushing them into her sopping wet pussy slit.

Bob settled into the recliner and kicked his feet up, before rolling to his side in order to face away from his daughter, and patted the side of the recliner furthest away from Phoebe, indicating to Lacey he wanted her to climb in.
Lacey took a deep breath as she laid in the recliner facing towards her friend’s dad, breathing shallowly as Mr Gilmore covered them both with a blanket, and shuddering as as his hands moved under the cheerleading skirt to grab her ass and started pulling her panties down.

The 11-year old knew she was about to be fucked by a grown-up for the second time that day.
Oh sure, Lacey could have gotten up and avoided Bob Gilmore, but the teenage temptress realised she had a burning desire inside her and wanted to be fucked by her friend’s father.

Lacey had no idea that feeling was all down to her ovulation cycle making her body send signals to her brain, begging her for as much cum into her pussy as possible so the egg she was releasing could be fertilised, she just wanted to get fucked again, even if it was under a blanket less than six feet away from Phoebe.

Bob Gilmore knew he would be getting some tight pussy as he pulled Lacey’s satin panties past her knees, with the pre-teen fuckdoll taking control to kick them down past her ankles, before pulling his right hand to her sopping wet slit.
“Thank god my skank of a daughter influences her friends to act just like her,” thought Bob as he dipped the index and middle fingers of his right hand first-knuckle deep into Lacey’s steaming cunt, running his thumb over the engorged clitoris of the girl.

Lacey was in a heavenly trance as Mr Gilmore’s fingers gently dipped into her pussy and his thumb lovingly rubbed her clit, and began to softly moan as she reached out to grab her friend’s daddy’s cock through his sweatpants.

Mr Gilmore moaned in reciprocation, and quietly looked over to find Phoebe fast asleep with her mouth open, noting the Xanax he had sprinkled on his daughter’s meal had taken effect.
Upon turning his head back around, Bob’s eyes met Lacey’s, which were the size of dinner-plate eyes, and her jaw was grinding back-and-forth as she moved her hips back and forth so Bob’s fingers went further into her pussy.

“Maybe I overdid it on the Molly,” thought Bob as Lacey’s small hand snaked into the waistband of his sweatpants and began stroking his cock, bringing it to full mast.

Lacey’s brain was running at a million miles an hour as she and Mr Gilmore gave each other hand-relief. She had no idea why she wanted to fuck this man so badly, but she felt as though she was in love with him, and surely that was reason enough. She was in her teacher, Mr McCarty, and she’d fucked him earlier that day too. And she was in love with the black guys in the car from earlier, she needed to text them back once she made Mr Gilmore cum inside her.

Bob Gilmore was enjoying the expert handjob he was getting from the schoolgirl, but he knew that if he didn’t get his cock into this little tart’s cunt soon he’d be leaving his DNA all over his daughter’s cheerleading outfit, so pulled his hand away from Lacey’s pussy in order to pull down his sweatpants.

“No, please put your fingers back in, Mr Gilmore, I need you to fill me up!” cried Lacey in agony.

“How about I feel you up with this instead?” groaned Bob as he moved his hips forward and his cock slid along Lacey’s pussy slit.

“Oh my god, yes!” shouted Lacey as she thrust forward, pushing the head of her friend’s dad’s cock into her tight cunt.

“Uh-uh, wait 30 seconds while I put a condom on,” moaned Bob as he begrudgingly began to withdraw his cock from the warm embrace of Lacey’s preteen pussy.

“No!” yelled Lacey, pulling her adult lover’s hips towards her so he couldn’t pull his cock out of her.

“Oh FUCK,” yelled Bob as he began fucking the girl in earnest, her pussy pulsating and tightening around his cock, “Are you safe?” he asked Lacey as he began kissing her massive tits, making sure to leave as many love bites as possible on the 11-year old’s tremendous 36DD tits.

Lacey was so caught up in her building orgasm that she didn’t even stop to consider why Mr Gilmore was asking if she was safe, and not knowing her friend’s father was asking if he would risk getting the elementary schoolgirl pregnant by spewing his patent load into her very fertile pussy.

“Yes I’m safe!” moaned Lacey into in Bob Gilmore’s ear as she furiously fucked the man back, holding his head against her obscene breasts as he left hickeys all over them.

“Oh Jesus, I’m about to blow my fucking load!” panted the 53-year-old into his 11-year-old lover’s tits as he continued pounding his cock into her tightening cunt.

“YES! CUM INSIDE MEEEEE!” Yelled Lacey as she shuddered through her orgasm, wrapping her legs around Mr Gilmore’s waist and fucking his cock into impossibly tight pussy.

“FUUUUUUUCK” screamed Bob Gilmore as he began spewing ropes of cum into Lacey’s exceptionally fertile pussy.

Lacey wasn’t sure why, but as her orgasm subsided, something in her mind told her she needed to keep her legs wrapped around Mr Gilmore’s waist until he finished cumming inside her.

In the afterglow of their fuck, Bob Gilmore looked down at his daughter’s 11-year-old friend and felt a sense of guilt, but not enough to stop him from starting to get hard again 5 minutes later.

“Ready for round two?” asked Lacey with a cute giggle which reminded him exactly how young the girl he was fucking was.

“I thought you’d never ask,” said Bob as he began to fuck the pre-teen whore again.
Bob Gilmore shot a further 4 loads of his baby makers into little Lacey Smith’s ripe cunt over the next two hours.

Neither Lacey, nor Bob Gilmore noticed that not one drop of cum leaked out of the sixth grader’s pussy when her friend’s dad finally pulled out and went to bed, tucking a $50 note between her gigantic tits for a job well done.

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