Musical Chairs (MMMMMMFbbgggg, bi, extreme-ped, anal, vaginal) By Silent Steps --------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or deceased is entirely coincidental. If you are under eighteen years old, or if it is illegal in your community to read explicit stories depicting sex between adults and minors, or if you are offended by such material, close this and go do something else. Do not contact me attempting to arrange illegal activities or the trading of illegal material. In short, let's keep this legal - that way, we can keep it fun. Thank you. -------------------------------------------------- Music class at the Community Elementary School was conducted in a small room by one Mrs. Kenzy, a slender middle-aged woman with short, black hair kept up in a bun. The walls of her classroom were united by a continuous musical staff, upon which the notes to 'twinkle twinkle' danced in a circle. There were no desks in this class; only a podium for the teacher, several boxes of instruments, and a tray by the door. The tray was very particular to this classroom. As each child came in, they were to place their pants, skirts and undies into it, folded neatly in a stack. Bare-bottomed, the children would sit indian-style on the soft, gray carpet. But on mondays... there wasn't much sitting on mondays. At least, not on the carpet. "Okay, children!" announced Mrs. Kenzy. "Gather 'round now, it's time to get you all lubed up!" Two little boys and four little girls came running to the front of the classroom, wearing only their shirts and flip-flops. Stiff, smooth cocks bounced along, and tight, pink pussies parted and closed deliciously. The lusty teacher licked her lips at the sight of all these preteen parts coming towards her. She sank down with her knees on the floor in order to reach the little ones. With a soft and gentle touch, she began to apply lubricant to each tiny hole. "Alright Jimmy, spread your butt cheeks for me... atta boy... oh my, your little bottom is so well-used. I can tell your daddy loves you... okay Melissa, lets see your kitty next. ...yep! you still need just a little bit more. There we go, nice and wet. Such a cute litte kitty. WOW, Kate, you already have so much juice for an eight year old! But let's add just a teensy bit more to be safe..." One by one, Mrs. Kenzy pressed her slender fingers into four tiny pink pussies and up two little anal rings. She especially loved Tyson's tight brown skin, and how the inner walls contracted around her fingers. It always made her so wet to finger little boys. Even wetter to watch them get pounded by a big adult cock, of course. She had a special affinity for watching boys getting fucked. Which was about to happen. As the teacher worked her magic, five chairs were being set in the middle of the classroom by six naked men. Just like the boys, their erect pricks wobbled and bounced as they moved about. All the tips were dribbling precum, all the veins were pronounced and engorged. These erections were for the children, and boy, were they ready to go to work. "This is my first time playing musical chairs." One of the men said to the others, making small talk as they got the last seat in place. Another man responded with a grin. "Not a hard job for us, just keep your cock bent forward for the kids." "Watch your balls, though." Said another. "Sometimes they fight for a seat. Part of the game. Just wrap your fist around the base and hold it forward, like this." He demonstrated, his fat, purple member throbbing in his fist. One of the six men, as selected by a coin toss, sat nearby on the floor against the wall, gently tugging his rigid cock as he watched the children's tiny bottoms from across the room. He wanted to fuck every last one of them. "Alright." Mrs. Kenzy said, raising her voice so she could be heard. She began to walk around the children, moving toward the chairs. "For anyone new to this, here are the rules! "The music will start, and all the students will walk in a circle around the chairs. When the music stops, everyone needs to take a seat as fast as they can. But it doesn't count to just sit in their laps! Make sure to get your man's thingy up inside you, kids, as deep as it will go. Whoever is without a chair will go and sit in that nice man's lap by the wall..." The teacher turned to address the men in the chairs. "You can bounce the children up and down between rounds, but when the music starts, they will all hop off and start again. So don't get too into it until the end! "After each round, I'll pick one man to go over to the wall. The next child out will go sit in his lap. We keep doing this until every girl and boy has a wee-wee in them, then you can all play!" There were grunts of pleasure from the men. From their perspective, they were all going to fuck a cute preteen boy or girl on a roulette system. "Mrs. K-kenzy?" Little Mary asked, raising her small hand. "Yes, sweetie?" Mary was a bit of a stutterer, the poor dear. But she was not shy at all. "How come the b-b-boys use their butts wet and we h-have to use our kitties?" Mrs. Kenzy leaned down and patted the child's bow-topped little head. "Boys don't have kitties, that's all!" "But w-w-we have butts." "Of course you do, honey. Oh! You can use your butt if you want. Would you like that better?" "Uh huh!" The child smiled, bouncing a little in place and then turning around. Mrs. Kenzy didn't mind. More time with her fingers up a tight little rectum, this one a girl's, all soft and pink. Most girls tended to go for their little kitties, but sometimes they had that anal instinct the way all little boys do. After that, Mary was probably the sultriest looking child of them all with both of her holes greased up. That, and she was the smallest of the six, got her some hungry looks from the pedos in the chair. The children were so erotic looking, all lubed up and aroused. For their own part, the kids were excited right back at them. Community children weren't just accustomed to adult hardons, they were addicted to them. "Now, then." Mrs. Kenzy said, stepping over to her computer. "I'm going to start the music. Is everybody ready?" A chorus of child voices: "Yes, Mrs. Kenzy!" The music started. A waltzy, silly number that was perfect for this game. The children began circling around the aroused adults. Each man held his cock outward, ready to fuck a small child. Mrs. Kenzy waited for several agonizing moments, eyeing the adult erections and the children passing by them. She couldn't wait to see these little tykes impaled on those things... but she also loved this lustful tension in the air and wanted to make that last. After a few more seconds, Mrs. Kenzy stopped the music. Like an implosion, the children converged on the chairs. Up they hopped, up into a complete stranger's lap, some facing the adult and some facing away. Soft baby pussies and tight pink assholes devoured adult cocks in a flash, accompanied by soft little child moans as the students were impaled. The pretty little black boy, Tyson, was the first out. "Aw, man." Tyson pouted, but it wasn't the end of the world. This was a game with no real loser. In fact, the consolation prize was pretty awesome. The man by the wall smiled and stroked his cock excitedly as this handsome youngster walked over to him. Unceremoniously - almost casually - Tyson straddled the stranger's cock, facing outward. Mrs. Kenzy bit her lip with pleasure as she watched the adult's shaft get embedded between the little brown globes, which sank quickly to the hilt. Man and child exchanged smiles, but didn't fuck for now... it was time to watch for the time being. The boy's cute little sac rested on the big adult pair, which was no doubt full of seed for his little asshole. The music began again. Each child slid off their man with a chorus of wet, fleshy pops. "This chair is out." Mrs. Kenzy said, picking one of the men at random. He joined the other at the wall, his cock still slick from its time inside a preteen's pussy. At the end of the second round, the remaining boy and one of the girls struggled briefly over a lap, but the girl won and sheathed the cock first. Luckily for the boy, another man's cock was open, and he snatched it up his little rectum in a hurry. The little girl that lost this round went to the wall to take the lap beside Tyson, her sweet pussy wiggling it's way down the length of the cock. Again and again this process repeated... each round separated by thirty seconds of children moaning and grunting as they were pounded in the men's laps. Mrs. Kenzy's pussy was soaking wet as she played with herself, watching the delicious act of pedophile sex. As it happened, the last cock was claimed by little Mary herself, whose insatiable little asshole just gobbled it right up to the hilt. She looked so cute sitting there, her wet pussy opened up front, legs spread wide apart, anus completely stretched out. And proud, too, to have won the game. "Game over! And now, everyone has a wee-wee in them!" Mrs. Kenzy announced, smiling down at little Mary. "Good job, sweetie! Now, let's all form a big circle - men, stay inside your little one!" The men all stood up, their impaled child held securely in their arms. As instructed, they sat back down in a circle facing one another, the children all facing outward so that everybody could see everybody else. Mrs. Kenzy smiled and touched the computer again. This time a happy, bouncy melody of a different sort played, and she sat near the circle to watch. "Play time!" She cooed. The heavy, packing sound of six adult cocks slamming in and out of six preteen holes immediately filled the room. These men were really pent up! The children moaned in an adorable, high pitched chorus as they went up and down like little sex toys, all being fucked firmly by these complete strangers. And thinking nothing of it. After all, thats what adults and children do together! "To the music, now!" Mrs. Kenzy cooed, as she finger-fucked herself with an instructive rythm. The men dutifully matched her, causing a collective, wet smacking sound to follow the melody. "Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy!" Mrs. Kenzy sang in her talented voice. "In and out! When your bouncing on a wee-wee, there's no need to cry or pout. Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy - " The children began to sing along, their little voices strained. "Up and down! When I'm bouncing on a wee-wee, there's no way I'll ever frown!" The music got faster, faster, and the thrusts got harder and harder, the slapping more and more distracted. One by one, each man unloaded his sperm in the tiny baby hole he was pounding, filling each and every little boy and girl with hot, thick cream. Seeing Tyler's little boy anus upturned and dribbling hot cum as the ring flexed around its embedded shaft was what got Mrs. Kenzy over the limit. She came hard, covering her mouth and shivering in place. These sights, smells and sounds just never got old for her. After every child was properly filled with thick, gooey cream, Mrs. Kenzy stood up and walked over to her computer. "And now, I think, we all need a nap time." Sure enough, everyone was tuckered out. The men laid out on the soft carpet as their well-fucked children draped over them, cute little eyes closing as soft lullaby music came on. Mrs. Kenzy joined the pile and stretched out for a bit to unwind from the excitement. Could pedo sex EVER get boring? Another fun day at the best teaching gig Mrs. Kenzy ever had. Who ever expected to love mondays the best? One thing's for sure, it would never be hard to find volunteers to play Musical Chairs with the kids.