Your grand entry into the theatre business and into Bella...

You glance about yourself; so it IS the Mad Hatters tea party! A long table takes up most of the stage, every inch of it covered in cups, saucers and teapots of every shape and colour. Several comically oversized chairs surround the table and hand-painted scenery is scattered around the edges of the stage. You step up behind Bella, surreptitiously slipping a hand up her short dress to grope at her soft smooth ass.

“I think this scene could use some changes,” you tell Mr Gooley, “I mean; what does Alice bring to the party? Nothing at all and that’s a party foul.”

A couple of the students loafing in stalls murmur in ascent but Mr Gooley just looks confused.

“But in the book…” He begins uncertainly and tapers off under your commanding gaze.

“I’ll play the Mad Hatter in this scene just to give you an idea.” You say, tapping the brim of the costume hat on your head. “She’s just intruded on a private party, looking for help but with nothing to offer in return. So she’ll have to show her gratitude in another way…”

You turn your stare on Bella whose look of shame is turning into one of horror.

“Now Belinda, you’re our Alice and I want to you stay in character for this scene.” You tell her knowing she is incapable of disobeying. “We’re just going to have to improvise the lines until Mr Gooley has a chance to re-write the script.”

Her face remains red but her body looses it’s stiffness as she totters towards the table in her stripper heels.

“Oh a tea-party!” She exclaims in an innocent tone, “How exciting, may I join you kind sir?”

“How rude!” you proclaim, “Just intruding on my unbirthday party, do you have a gift for me?!”

“Ummm, no?” Bella says looking about uncertainly.

“But wait!” you proclaim, posturing ridiculously “Then YOU must be my unbirthday present!”

“I am? I guess so…”

“How marvelous! Onto the table my dear!” You cry.

Ah well, it’s not Shakespeare but it will do. With a broad sweep of your arm you clear an end of the table scattering the cup and saucers across the stage. Bella hops up onto it crossing her legs primly. The dress is so short that it exposes the curve of her ass and thighs to the audience as you drop your pants revealing your stiffening man-meat.

“Wait! What!?” cries Mr Gooley over the gasps of the rest of the class. You just extend your mind out towards them and soon he is franticly scribbling notes as the students sit back to study the scene.

“Oh dear, oh dear!” moans Bella in character as you pull her legs apart.

Her pussy looks as delightful as any you have seen; with a neatly trimmed tuft of blonde hair above it. You rub the head of your cock against the lips to moisten it up then position yourself to impale her on its length.

“A very merry Unbirthday to MEEEeeee!!” You sing loudly, and then bury yourself completely in her sweet honey pot.

Bella cries out and falls back against the table-top as you enter her but you don’t feel anything tear, she’s not a virgin then. It was too much to hope for in one of Stacey’s crew you think as slide your long length back again.

Her eyes bulge as you thrust back into her again, enjoying the feeling of her tight young snatch around your massive tool. The table rocks precariously beneath the two of you rattling the remaining crockery but you don’t care. The sight of this frosty bitch on her back with her dress hiked up around her waist as you drill into her is all the **** you could want for your little sister.

Reaching out, you pull at the scandalous neckline of the dress causing her perky young tits to bounce free. Grabbing one hungrily you pull at a nipple making Bella squeal before releasing it and watching it harden in response to your touch. Her melons bounce deliciously with each powerful thrust into her and her normally perfect hair is a tangled mess about her face.

“Oh… Mr Hatter!” She moans and a thin line of spittle runs across her cheek, “I really musn’t… Oh fuck!”

Her babbling ends in a shriek as you hike one of her long legs over a shoulder to plow even deeper into her warm snug cunt. Running one hand down the smooth length of her leg you yank her hips back to meet each rampant thrust you make into her. Her hands grip the table cloth tightly, tugging at it and upsetting more tea-cups as she bites down on her bottom lip in pleasure.

You can hear the murmuring of the students in the room now and a looking over at Mr Gooley you can see he’s turned very red with an obvious boner in his pants as he flips a page on his notebook and continues scribbling notes.

A familiar red haze is creeping across your vision again and you dig your fingers into her slender hips as you bend over her, jack-hammering your cock in and out of her battered cunt with furious intensity. Bella’s squeals have become gasps for air as her enchanting young frame shudders beneath yours.

You can feel her cum, her pussy convulses and it feels as though it is sucking your cock deeper into her girlish folds, milking at it. Her whole body is bouncing against the table with the **** of your thrusts and her supple young tits careen wildly about on her chest.

With an animal roar you cum, blasting her soft young womb with your hot seed. It feels as though an electric current has shot along the length of your cock and you quiver as you empty your balls deep within another of little Jessica’s bullies.

Almost too late it occurs to you to pull out and spurt one final line of cum out across her face and hair as a final touch.

You feel the red haze recede before it could take hold as you look down at the cum sodden mess that is Bella, laying dazedly on the table before you. Glancing about you notice the whole Drama class is watching you in awestruck silence. Then Mr Gooley begins to clap…