Jack keeps his young Holy cunts serviced......and rubs balm on a young student's bruised ass
The School Groundsman. Part 9.
The dining room was humming as I walked in, full of boarding students of all shapes, sizes and ages....the room falling silent as the MS stood to give a long and boring speech to her captive audience, extolling the virtues of pure hearts and minds, bla bla bla.....I stroked Alicia’s thigh as I gazed around the room, ‘fuck me....never seen so much tight pussy in the one room at the same time’ I mused.... ‘would take at least half the year to ream all those tight cunts’.....not that I planned on trying, Lou, Alicia, Tanya and my ‘daughters’, well one ‘daughter’ at the moment, enough to keep my balls drained. With Grace being said, the room hummed again as everyone tucked in to supper, Alicia giving my cock a rub or squeeze at regular intervals.
Eventually I leant in close, “how about you be patient and wait until later when I can fuck you silly, I don’t want to take my plate to the kitchen with a big wet spot on my jeans leg” I grinned as I moved her hand off my cock, “damn, I can’t wait, my panties are wet already” she breathed. After supper, I was about to pull a beer out of the fridge when Lana video called, “hi baby girl, what’s up” I grinned, “ahh not much Daddy, just calling for a chat....and to let you know Nikki made it home” she giggled. She was sitting cross legged on her bed, just a pair of knickers on, her plump little cunt bulging in them and her hard little tits quivering deliciously whenever she giggled or laughed, “I hope your mum doesn’t barge in on you dressed like that” I chuckled, Lana laughed softly and told me that just knickers was the normal dress code for her and her mum in the evenings, “oh damn, guess I wouldn’t mind if she did barge in then” I laughed.
“Oh Daddy, you are such a pervert, not sure she would be happy to see me chatting to you dressed like this though” she grinned. We chatted for a few minutes, Lana lowering her phone and bringing it slowly close to her perky little tit....the image going black as her nipple pressed against the camera lens, “sleep tight Daddy” she giggled and ended the call. ‘Guess I’ve let the ‘Daddy’ thing go on for too long to put a stop to it now without hurting her feelings....just hope she doesn’t blurt it out in an inappropriate setting’ I mused, grudgingly conceding that I got a kick out of it as I took off my shorts and took a beer to sit on the veranda and wait for Alicia.....my thoughts turning to the work day tomorrow as light misty rain began falling.
My cock squirmed and began thickening as Alicia and Tanya loomed out of the darkness around eight, Alicia lifting her nightie over her head as she strode up the steps and straddled my lap to hug me and grind her ass on my lap, “damn I need fucking so bad” she mewled, Tanya heading inside and returning with a Cruiser and their cigarettes. Alicia impaled herself on my cock with a guttural groan, mewling with frustration as I held her tight so all she could do was squirm and grind on my lap, “agghh....you’re so cruel....let me fuck it hard” she squealed in frustration. “Patience you wicked lusty wench” I chuckled, Tanya setting her drink down as she sat and reached a hand between us to pinch Alicia’s nipple.....Alicia gurgling and shuddering. We tormented her for a couple of minutes before I lifted her off my meat with a wet slurp, “on your knees slut...hands on back of the couch” I ordered.
A hoarse ragged squeal from Alicia as I lodged my knob at her hole and slammed it balls deep, her cunt clenching on my meat, “fuck me...slam that fucker hard” she squealed as she fought my grip.....so I did, her cunt rippling around my cock as I slammed her hard and fast, my balls slapping on her drooling gash....Alicia shuddering and heaving as she came hard in maybe fifteen strokes, my meat slurping from her cunt as she slumped sideways onto the couch, groaning and gasping as aftershocks rippled randomly through her guts. Tanya surprised me a little by backing onto my lap and squatting to slowly impale her tight cunt fully, sighing contentedly as my hands cupped her perky tits. “Ahh god....such a divine feeling” she mewled raggedly, sipped her drink, smoked her cigarette and squirmed her ass intermittently....just enough to keep my cock hard, her tight cunt twitching around my cock randomly.
Alicia waddled inside after a few minutes to shower, returning with a drink and lit up, “thanks Jack, I sure needed that” she giggled and squeezed my thigh, “anytime sweetie” I grinned and leaned across to kiss her softly. Tanya’s cunt was beginning to twitch and clamp on my meat more regularly, her squirms becoming more frequent and urgent....chesty gurgles coming from her as the cycle gathered momentum, “aghh...jezuz....fuck....that fucking thing is pure evil” she breathed raggedly as her cunt clamped tightly three times in succession, my cock flexing strongly in response, balls tightening. “Oh dear, I better get you off it then” I chuckled and made to lift her off my lap, “don’t you fucking dare!” she hissed, squealing as another round of strong cunt twitches ripped through her guts....it was time....gripping her waist tightly, I lifted her half way off my cock and slammed her down repeatedly, my balls seeming to be in my armpits as her cunt took control....Tanya convulsing in orgasm as my first pulse of cum hosed her guts.
She slumped heavily back onto my chest, gasping for breath, the aftershocks bringing ragged squeaks from her, Alicia chuckling and stroking her back then getting up to fetch a towel to wedge against my crotch. We chatted, Tanya taking some time to find the strength to sit upright, “tomorrow morning is going to be mayhem, it always is....new girls not being able to find their classrooms, tears because they miss their parents” Alicia sighed. Tanya eventually found the strength to climb off my lap and waddle in for a shower, Alicia fetching me a beer and rolled me a passable cigarette as we chatted and waited for Tanya, they headed off into the night a little later, I showered and fell into bed.
I woke with a start the next morning, eyes snapping open to see Lana kneeling on my bed beside me, “good morning Daddy, I just dropped my school backpack off on the couch....the usual for breakfast?” she grinned and leant down to kiss me on the cheek. I chuckled and pulled her over to sit straddling my chest, “good morning gorgeous....actually I was just dreaming about a certain young lady’s gorgeous titties I happened to see in a video call and was thinking how tasty they would be” I smirked. She blushed softly, “ahh.....you really are too wicked Daddy” she giggled, my eyes widening a little as her fingers began undoing the buttons on her blouse.....leaning forward with a hand pulling the blouse aside, she offered a divine morsal, trembling and mewling softly as I sucked the whole little treat into my mouth and tormented the swelling puffy nipple with my tongue for a few seconds. I slapped her tight ass gently, “soooo damn delicious!....the usual plus a lamb chop please” I grinned, “I’ll be there in twenty”.
Lana was her usual efficient and professional self as she served up my breakfast, there was something a little different about her but I couldn’t put my finger on it....it came to me as I was drinking my second pot of tea, Lana sitting across from me as we chatted....it was her eyes, now consistently bluer than they usually were. Back at the school I brushed my teeth and had a cigarette before wandering over to the workshop, Lou had told me I wasn’t supposed to start work until eight so I fiddled about impatiently.....checking the mower over I decided the blades were getting quite worn and dull. ‘Might as well go ask Lou what the procedure was for getting replacements’ I mused and strolled across to the main entrance, a loud crack and a blood curdling scream meeting my ears as I walked up the wide steps.
I took the next dozen steps three at a time, my blood chilling as I saw the cause....the MS with her cane held high before she gave the sobbing girl another brutal wallop across the ass as she was laying across the reception desk, the poor girl’s dress flung up over her back....thong knickers affording no protection at all from the cane, two other girls clutching each other and sobbing as they obviously awaited their turn, Tanya wide eyed and frozen in her chair behind the desk. ‘WHACK’....and another wailing scream from the poor girl as I was a few yards away.....then a strangled groan from the MS as she stumbled, the cane slipping from her fingers. She steadied herself, gasping.....I took a chance, “please Reverand Mother, allow me if you please, I can’t bear the sight of your distress” I said as I supported her and guided her into her office, she looked like death as I eased her into her chair, a couple of nuns following, one dialling for an ambulance. The MS gasped, “six cuts each for the devil’s spawn Mr Evans” she croaked weakly.
Stepping back out, I closed the door behind me and stepped around to pick up the cane, the girl she had begun to flog was Lisa, Terry and Jen’s daughter, her sister Bev and another girl obviously there for a flogging also. I knew there was a chance I could lose my job....spotting a heavy leather-bound ledger on Tanya’s desk I dragged it to the corner, “is it three more for you Lisa?” I asked softly.....she sobbed and nodded, tears streaming.... I winked at her as I raised and lowered the cane across the ledger, “get ready to scream blue murder” I grinned, her eyes widening and she nodded. ‘WHACK’......Lisa was a natural born actress, screaming and sobbing convincingly with impeccable timing as I meted out her punishment on the ledger, the sound coming from it was perfect, Bev and the other girl performing well also. Alicia arrived as I gave the last three strokes, “come to my office girls....Mr. Evans” she said softly, struggling to contain her giggles, “Damn Jack, you took a big risk there, you better hope nobody rats on you” she admonished me before breaking into a fit of giggles as she closed the door behind us.
Despite her sore butt, Lisa joining in to giggle with the other girls and they each hugged and thanked me. “Show me sweetie, lets make sure you’re not bleeding” I said softly to Lisa who readily lifted the back of her skirt to display the gruesome welts on her otherwise perky and delicious ass, “fucking vicious old witch” I breathed, “its not bleeding but damn close to it....bring her down to my place, I’ve got some good balm with anaesthetic in it...and maybe find some knickers to cover the welts” I chuckled. Lou ordered the other two to change their underwear and get ready for class then walked Lisa and I through and out the back of the building, Lisa wincing, tears sliding down her cheeks as the movement tormented the welts....I scooped her up, an arm under her shoulders and the other behind her knees, her hands around my neck.
Rummaging in my bag after setting her down gently for her to lay on her belly on my bed, I stepped over and opened the jar of balm, Lou lifting Lisa’s skirt up past her ass, gasping at the nasty raised welts....two across her ass cheeks and the last just a whisker below her ass, right on her thigh creases, bruising already forming. “Sorry sweetie, will soon be better” I breathed as I gently dabbed the cream along the welts, Lisa gasping softly at each touch....my cock squirming in my jeans as I couldn’t help but look at her gorgeous ass “Just lay a few minutes Lisa, I’ll put a little more on, it should keep the pain at bay for a few hours at least....come and find me during lunch break so I can put more on” I told her. “You do have regulation knickers I hope” Lou asked, “ahh yeh.... uncomfortable damn things.... didn’t think the old dorm mistress would be checking on my ass, surely that’s a sin”! she giggled.
I reapplied the balm a little later, grinning to myself as her ass squirmed a little and a soft fluttery sigh came from her, “go on back and get proper knickers on and go to class, keep in mind you will get your knickers ‘inspected’ regular for the next week or so now, I just need to have a chat with Mr. Evans” Lou told her as I helped Lisa to her feet. Lisa was barely off the veranda when Lou peeled her knickers off, crawled onto my bed and hoisted her dress over onto her back, my cock already semi hard from perving at Lisa’s delicious ass, took mere seconds to be rigid enough to impale Lou’s weeping cunt to the balls from behind, a lusty guttural growl coming from her as she met my savage thrusts with her own. She came hard within a minute, her cunt slurping wetly as I pounded her for another twenty or thirty slams before pumping a full load deep in her cunt.
After pissing and wiping her twat, she folded a wad of paper into her knickers and followed me out, “ahh...I was coming to see you about getting new blades for the mower before getting sidetracked” I chuckled. She told me to come back to her office for her to give me a purchase order, “if you need, you can slip down to Bunnings and grab them, take the little ute parked behind the laundry” she instructed, standing to hand me the keys from a board on the wall behind her, “go and clock on first” she ordered and kissed me, “and thanks for saving those poor girls.....and relieving my... ahhh...you know” she smirked. I asked her about my hours and if I could perhaps start earlier, “ahh, I guess so, but no noise around the chapel before seven, your employment is eight hours daily, five days per week....you may need to do extra if there’s some ‘emergency’, any overtime needs to be authorised by me” she told me.
Armed with the purchase order, and directions from Lou, I drove to Bunnings in the school ute....stepping inside I remembered my shower and sink taps were dripping a little, ‘might grab some new tap washers while I’m here’ I mused. Turning into the correct aisle I propped, jaw dropping, ‘can’t be’ I thought and walked slowly, studying the young woman I had at first glance thought was Lana.... ‘a few inches taller....a little but not much heavier.....same curly red hair....freckles I noted as she turned to look at me, “agh...I’m hopeless with this stuff, would you mind helping me chose the right tap washers please sir?” she asked softly. Her eyes!!.... “Ahh, of course Miss.....a question for you first....which may seem odd given you look way too young....perhaps you have an older sister that happens to have a daughter named Lana who works at a cafe?”. Her eyes widened, “ahh, who wants to know?” she asked guardedly, I tipped my hat, “sorry, Jack Evans, I’m the groundsman at the private school and have been having breakfast at the little cafe just down the road for the last four weeks or so.....where the most delightful and efficient waitress with a quick wit serves me breakfast.....I swear you are a carbon copy of her” I chuckled.
She blushed softly, grinning, “well, well Mr. Evans!”......she proffered her hand for me to shake it, “I must say I feel I already know you....given how much Lana has been telling me about her favourite, funny, witty and wise customer from way out bush somewhere” she laughed, “a pleasure to meet you sir, Eva Robinson” she grinned, “and the ‘carbon copy’ de***********ion is aways off target....unless its a creased up scrap under the desk” she laughed softly. “So, tap washers eh, just what I’m here for too, so I assume you’re looking for the average kitchen sink variety?” I asked. “Ah yes, kitchen sink, bathroom and laundry....a job I have been putting off for way too long” she chuckled. I took the one she had in her hand and put it back, “that’s for the bigger taps you often find in the garden, these are what you’re looking for....red ones for the hot tap, black usually for cold water.....avoid those softer domed ones, I find they fail quicker if you’re a little heavy handed when turning taps off” I chuckled.
She thanked me for my help and headed off, I bumped into her again with a few other items at the checkout after I had grabbed the mower blades, “oh Miss Robinson, maybe a silly question, but you do have spanners with which to dismantle the taps?” I asked, “aggh, didn’t even give that a thought” she groaned, “I’ll have to get them tomorrow as I’ll be late for work....what will I need?” she asked. “Well there’s a few different sizes so an adjustable spanner is safest....umm....I won’t be offended if you say no, but I’d be happy to do the job for you one afternoon that suits you, they can be problematic to get apart if they haven’t been done for a long time, and I’ve got all the tools” I offered on a whim.
She didn’t answer immediately, then stepping closer she said, “if it’s not too much trouble, I would greatly appreciate it Mr Evans, any day after five would suit me”, “lets say tomorrow around five thirty, ahh....if you don’t mind, don’t tell Lana....reckon the look on her face will be priceless when I rock up....and might be the only time she can’t come up with a witty comment” I chuckled.....She laughed, “I’ll keep it under my hat” she grinned and headed off. I headed back, put the new blades on the mower and got stuck into the mowing, a few short heavy showers interrupting me through the morning, another pleasurable interruption when Lana brought Lisa to me during lunch break, “her bum is aching again Jack, gawd it looks gruesome” she told me and headed off, Lisa following me back to my place, not hesitating in hoisting her skirt high and laying on my bed, “agh christ!...that’s one bruised bum!” I exclaimed.
The bruises across her cheeks had merged into one, the one across her thigh creases just as bad.... Jeezuz Lisa, your bum looks like this because you were wearing a thong....and you’ve put the damn thing back on!” I chuckled. “Ahh yeh.....the others felt like they were made of sandpaper....the damn bra is no better” she groaned. My eyebrows raised a little as I began gently applying the balm to a thigh crease, a soft whispery sigh came from her lips. ‘The balm was good, but it didn’t work instantaneously’ I mused, another sigh and a slight squirm of her ass, ‘the little cow is getting horny!’. I slid my finger a little further in than necesary along her thigh crease.....a soft tremor and not so subtle parting of her legs confirming my thoughts. Her thighs parting wider again as I dabbed my finger into the tin and rubbed it gently into her bruised thighs. It really wasn’t necesary, but I delved further in along her thigh creases again, a ragged and slightly louder sigh and subtle thrust of her hips....a firm twitch from my cock as it strained against my jeans leg.
“Are you going to do it a second time again” she asked, her voice a little shaky, I leant in close to her butt, the faintest scent of her arousal wafting, despite the smell of the balm....my cock lurching strongly. “Ahh...it shouldn’t need it, but I guess I could, we’ll just give it a minute and see how you feel” I said, wiping my hands on my jeans before turning to fill a glass of water, “would you like a drink sweetie?” I asked, she rolled over, wincing a little and supported herself on her elbows, “yes please Mr Evans”, my eyes falling briefly to the delicious bulge in her knickers, not missing the damp line along her cleft before reaching a hand to pull her upright, little chance of her catching me perving on her twat as her eyes were fixed on the thick bulge down my jeans leg, “ahh...thanks” she breathed raggedly as she took the glass and drank.
I asked her how her morning lessons had been, “yeh fairly easy so far” she replied, “and lunch was nice”, we chatted for a couple of minutes.... “So how does it feel now?” I asked, “ahh....yeh....a little achy still” she replied hesitantly, the tops or her ears reddening a little as she laid back after handing the glass to me, “it’s kinda like sore around here” she breathed, laid back on the bed, pulled her knees up and splayed one out and touched a finger to her inner thigh crease. “ahh, ok, stay like that then....maybe you pulled a muscle when you were flinching from the cane” I said and kneeled on the floor, a breathy gasp from her as I touched her gently where she had indicated, “just here?”,... she nodded slightly. I rubbed balm on the spot gently....calling on all my willpower not to jerk her knickers aside and sluice my tongue along her gash..... “aggh....should be enough” she squeaked as I worked some into the opposite side as well, the dark damp strip along her knickers widening quickly, her sweet scent easily overpowering the smell of the balm.
“Don’t hesitate to come back after school if you need more sweetie, I can’t imagine how uncomfortable that feels” I told her as I helped her to her feet, “thanks so much Mr Evans, it feels much better already” she said and headed off slowly. I hadn’t bothered to clock off while I tended to Lisa, ‘fuck them....I wouldn’t have had to take the time out if the old cow hadn’t flogged her as savagely as she did’ I mused. I had a good run with the weather through the afternoon, a few light showers which I didn’t stop for, heading back to the workshop to fuel up just before another heavy downpour. Lana rushing into the workshop with a yellow plastic raincoat on told me it must be just after three, “damn....I hoped the rain was going to hold off until I got home” she laughed, Lisa right behind her, Lana hugged me, “so proud of you Mr Evans, you’re a hero for saving the girls from that old witch, even the teachers are on your side” she giggled.
“How’s your bum feeling....and where’s Bev, how is she coping on her first day?” I asked Lisa, “ahh Bev’s with a couple of girls she knows, she’s doing ok....umm, my bum’s not too bad thanks... a little achy in that muscle” she blushed softly. “That’s good news, what’s your timetable this afternoon? ....I can put more balm on that muscle later if you need it”. “It’s free time until they go for showers at six, supper at seven then homework until eight thirty” Lana chipped in, “yeh, I’ll have an early shower and see how it feels....bye Lana” Lisa said and ran out as the rain stopped as suddenly as it had started....only to belt down again a few minutes later. “Geez sweetie, how about we throw your bike in the back of my ute and I drop you home....really not safe to be riding home in this” I suggested, she just finished telling me it was just rain and she was used to riding to and from school in it when a massive flash of lightning and resulting crack of thunder rattled the tin shed, causing her to squeal and leap onto my lap. “Aggh gawd, that was a good one!” she giggled, maybe you could drive me if it won’t get you in trouble” she squeaked, “I left my bike beside your ute this morning” she said, stiffening as another crack and flash lit up the shed. The rain eased and we made a run to my hut, Lana opening the gate and we headed off, Lana giving directions..... very convenient as I hadn’t thought to ask her mother her address this morning, with the rain teeming as I stopped in front of her house, I leapt out to lift her bike out, waited until she reached the carport and drove off.
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