It was on the night of 'St' Michael's' annual nativity play. Out in the grand old School hall, the rows of seats were filling up in front of the stage with parents, teachers, and well-wishers. It was going to be a fun event and there was a feeling of anticipation and general excitement in the air.

Backstage Lorissa loved every second. The sweet lolita took a deep breath, looked into the mirror and beamed giddily at the cute girl in an Angel outfit staring back at her. For weeks she had hardly been out of her costume. Indeed, having practiced so hard with her class, every day she'd been coming home, dressing up and imagining being up on stage in front of all those people. Her mom and Step-dad Bill; her brother Timmy; her teacher Mrs. Rawson, and of course the old pervert and his 'friend' who had been as excited about the play as she was.

Backstage teachers and their assistants tirelessly chased the girls around getting them ready. It hadn't been hard for Lori to sneak away. She did what she liked anyway and no-one was going to tell 'her' what to do. Lorissa's heart fluttered as she turned side-on and admired herself once again. There was the steady sound of singing coming from the stage, the play having begun and knew it wouldn't be long now. There could be fewer, prettier, or sweeter girls. With her long dark hair and big, brown eyes Lori was a picture and she knew it. She had a slender, dainty figure and a mischievous attitude that had gotten her into trouble once or twice in the past. Giggling, Lori thought about the old man and how much fun it was going to be to tease and 'flirt' with them after the show. He had been saying for weeks that he was going to introduce her to some his friends. She knew they'd both be watching her the most.

Secrets were so much fun. Lori looked down at the sequined, white leotard she was wearing sewn with silver sequins. She wore lovely heeled, lace up boots on her feet with fold-over lacy tops and on her head a sparkling silver tiara made from tinsel. Cleverly, her mom had fitted cut-out card wings onto her back that hung around her shoulders and flapped as she walked. She liked the old man a lot and was sure he'd love to see her wearing the outfit first hand. Taking the tinsel topped magic Wand, Lorissa posed for some minutes before skipping down the corridor to where her friends were waiting, huddled together. Mrs. Rawson scowled, obviously upset that she had not been there earlier.

'We're ready to go on young lady!' she snapped. Lorissa rolled her eyes, gasping with her friends as the Music teacher Mr. Collins beckoned them on.

The old Pervert sat towards the back. The place was full which seemed fitting as there had already been several, pretty and very fuckable young cunts on stage already. It gave the tired old man a big hardon to see such sweet little outfits and he couldn't wait to see Lorissa's. Already his cock was aching against his leg. It was another hot evening. Humid from the amount of people crammed into the hall. Lifting his glasses, he wiped his face with a handkerchief and briefly cleaned his thick rimmed glasses. Today he was going to make good on his promise to introduce Lori around. He had known Gerald years and knew he was the type who hung around the local mall trying to chat to teenyboppers, offering to buy cute little girlie outfits. Gerald had never met her first-hand but had seen pictures. She was something his fellow pervert wanted to experience first-hand.

When Lorissa ran out, similar dressed with her Angels outfit to the other girls the Pervert nudged his friend.

"That's her" Gerald grinned blowing through his teeth. "What a gorgeous little slut." The man nodded, content that he had indeed bagged himself quite a prize. His friend gave a long, slow sigh to himself, giving the impression that under his long coat he was already fondling his old cock. "She really gonna lick my bell-end clean" Gerald whispered with a snigger. The comment made his throat go dry. Lori was a good little cock-sucker for sure. So bold and sure of herself. Reaching into his pocket, he felt for the paper on which she had drawn a map to her classroom in blue crayon. It was there, after the show, that they had agreed to meet.

Everyone clapped and Lorissa's heart fluttered fast. The lights were so bright on stage and she simply loved having all those eyes on her. It was as though her whole body was tingling and warm. She felt as "special" as she ever had. As the rows of people clapped wildly, her eyes were drawn to the curtain where Headmaster Wilkins was standing. His gaze was fixed on her and Lori knew the look in his eyes from the way the old man's fell on her. She wondered if his cock was getting nice and stiff watching her. The thought made her tummy tighten and boldly she returned the look with a subtle grin. He knew all right. Then as the curtain fell the girls were ushered off-stage.

In the dark corridors the two men followed the map with Gerald's torch. The school was closed on this side of the building; empty and dark as if adding to the growing anticipation of what was to come. The scratching of chairs and rumble of people dispersing from the hall was distant behind them. For now they had no reason to fear discovery.

'Here' the older Pervert said, weary from the climb up the stairs. Turning the handle he opened the door to the girls classroom and flicked on the light. It was mildly cold. Lockers down one side of the room with 20 or so desks spaced evenly and facing forwards. One of the walls was decorated in a jungle theme with colored animals stuck to a green blanket of card and paper. At the front stood teachers desk with a large leather chair of its own. Gerald took a seat at one of the small desks and watched his friend walk up to the front and open the register. "This is hers" he said, tapping the book where Lorissa's name was listed.

Both men waited, swapping stories of similar conquests until they heard the sound of booted Angel heels on the corridor. Lorissa was humming a little song to herself as she pushed her classroom door open, grinning as she found the two men inside.

"Hi." Her voice was soft with plenty of enthusiasm.

"Hello there, Lorissa" the old man replied running his gaze up and down her lovely figure. "Mmm, I'm really enjoyed the show tonight." Beaming happily, Lori made a pattern in the air with her wand.

"You think I was good?"

"I'm sure you were," the man replied. "A proper actress in the making."

Lorissa smiled even broader taking the Perverts hand and letting him peck her cheek. Her scent was as fresh and lovely as ever. She always felt so naughty taking to him and wondered what her mom would think. "Well now, Honey," the man began, "there's someone I'd like you to meet." Gerald's face up as his friend led the little Angel over by the hand. Lori looked at the other man curiously. Her was around the same age with darker hair and tanned skin.

"Hi." Lorissa's warmth brought a smile to the faces of both men.

"Well, Honey" smiled Gerald, "don't you look a picture?" Rolling her back the card wings of the outfit flapped sweetly.

"Want me to touch it, Mister?" Lori asked tilting her head curiously to one side. Gerald's eyes widened in surprise. Even his friend was taken aback by the girl's forwardness.

"Oh my, you are a lovely little whore, aren't you?"

"Uh-huh, an' you know I suck real good too."

"I'll bet you do."

"Which is your desk, Honey?" Gerald followed Lorissa to the tidy wooden table, pulled out the chair, and asked her to sit. He fumbled in his pants for a few seconds before they fell to the floor and his big old cock jumped out. Still, excited from what had been a wonderful evening Lori giggled and pushed her hair over her shoulder.

She'd had plenty of practice with the old man and wanted to show him what she could do. It did feel odd though, especially as she'd only just met "Uncle Gerald." Bravely Lori put her hand to the man's dick and took a firm grip around the shaft. It strained and he let out a gasp when she touched him.

"Oh that's it, Sugar" he encouraged. Lori smiled and began stroking her hand up and down Gerald's length under the watchful eye of his friend.

"That nice, Mister?" she grinned, wanking him firmly with one hand and looking up sweetly at his reddening face.

"Oh yes...oh my...that's..." Gerald gasped.

Soon there was a nice blob of goo right in the eye of Gerald's cock. Lorissa could feel him straining in her hand and knew she was doing it well.

"I'm gonna suck it nice" she said pushing out her slender neck and slowly tracing her tongue around the tip. She stopped, laughed, and gently slid her lips over the large, bulbous head just as she'd been shown. Gerald felt the warm wet tug on the girl's delicious suck, her tongue flicked the underside of his dick. Resting a hand on her shoulder her head began to bob, eyes fixed on him as she sucked and slurped noisily. Sitting in her very own chair the wings on the Angel's outfit flapped as her back moved gently back and forth. Gerald took a moment to re-affix the tinsel halo to her pretty head, realizing his hand was trembling.

His friend appeared beside him, cock in hand. For a moment Lorissa considered the two hard shafts, her eyes thoughtful. Slurping back dribble she wiggled her mouth down over the old man and began stroking Gerald firmly with her other hand, coughing as his head touched the back of her throat. Under the encouragement of both men she sucked and wanked greedily.

"This is naughty" she thought to herself and wished Mrs. Rawson could see what was going on. "She'd be real jealous."

Keenly the old pervert took Lorissa's hand and led her up to the teacher's chair. There was urgency in his step and the pretty Lolita knew right away she was going to get fucked. She wiped her chin and grinned as he took the lube out of his pocket and greased his erect cock heavily while she watched. Lori felt her heart flutter. She knew how hard her mom had worked on the Angel outfit and it was certainly inspiring the two men. With the man's three thick fingers between her legs, the girl felt him pulling the leotard to one side and lift her into his lap. It felt funny in her Teacher's chair, looking out at all the desks. Gerald watched with a big grin and she returned the look, slipping her arm around his neck and feeling the big cock pressed hard against her back hole.

"You're such a special little slut, Lorissa" he whispered in her ear. Shutting her eyes she groaned as he opened her, sliding up inch by inch.

Lorissa put her boots on the edge of the chair to support herself as the pervert lifted her hips up and down. His cock felt tight up her ass but she knew it wouldn't last long.

"Balls deep in a li'l Angel" she heard the man say and looking down realized it was true. With a sniff she rested her back against the pervert's chest, his hands behind her knees fucking upwards with eager, hard strokes. Just as Lori was going numb below the waist the men changed position and Lorissa hung onto Gerald's neck while his cock fucked her tight asshole hard. He slid it quite effortlessly up inside her and began pumping away deep. Eagerly the old Pervert, his cock dripping, took a disposable camera from his pocket and snapped some pictures.

"Slap, slap, slap" Gerald's balls met the pretty girl hard until with tears welling in her eyes she felt him stiffen inside her and his thick cum belch up into her body. They stayed like that several minutes until Gerald lifted Lori off his cock and watched as she gingerly took a few steps. The li'l angel's asshole was gaping. "You OK, Honey?" the pervert grinned.

"Yes Sir" Lori replied, "it just feels funny."

"I'm sure it does." With one hand across the girl's shoulder, he put his cock out and squirted one, two, three thick shots across her face, closing Lorissa's left eye and messing her fringe. The man's "stuff" felt hot and thick, but the way both men looked, a truly special one.

Sitting at her desk Lori had really had a good day. The play had been fun, but meeting new friends was even better. As Gerald snapped some photographs of her, she smiled sweetly. The mess on her face was running slowly down, stretching and beading off down her leotard.

"How's it feel to such a cock sucking anal whore, Honey?" he laughed. Lorissa didn't reply. She knew how it felt alright, and with her Birthday party only weeks away, she knew there'd be more adventures coming soon.