John

John's heart raced as he lurked in the shadows of the school gym, his invisible form granting him the ultimate pervert's dream: unfettered access to the most intimate moments of the young, unsuspecting female students. 

The scent of fresh sweat and the faint hint of blooming adolescent pheromones filled the air as the 14-year-old girls chattered away, oblivious to the ghostly presence among them. His cock swelled in his pants as he watched them, each one a delicious morsel of forbidden fruit ripe for the taking. With a twisted smile, he decided to indulge in his darkest fantasy, his mind racing with the prospect of claiming their untouched, virgin flesh.

He had always imagined it ever since he was a teenager himself. Who didn't? The taboo of walking and experiencing the wonders of the girl's changing rooms. He got himself kicked and suspended for sneaking into one, and now, in his older age, was accepted into it like nothing was wrong.

Mostly due to the fact that no one could see or perceive him but that's besides the point. The first target of his was a busty brunette with a figure that was very much not fit for her tender age of 14. She had the kind of voluptuous curves that made his mouth water and his cock ache with desire. Her name was Tiffany, a name that would soon be synonymous with the most depraved of his conquests. As she peeled off her gym clothes, her large, round tits bounced free, the rosy nipples standing at attention, begging to be suckled. He could see the plump folds of her pussy through her plain white cotton panties, glistening with the sweet nectar of innocence.

John's eyes narrowed with lust as he approached her, slowly at first, still not believing his newfound power. His hand slid up her soft, supple thigh. It was thick and had a firm quality that belonged to an athlete. He felt the heat of her flesh, the goosebumps that rose as his fingertips danced closer and closer to the damp fabric covering her sex. He could almost hear her unspoken protests, the silent screams that would never leave her lips, thanks to his twisted gift. 

"Creep! Pervert! Someone stop him!" He imagined those words coming from her as he continued stroking her thigh, groping and slapping to his heart's content. And yet, he heard nothing but the chattering of young teens after a hard practice session.

His cock, now fully erect, strained against the fabric of his pants, demanding to be set free and plunge into the warm, inviting abyss of her young cunt.

With a silent chuckle, he reached the elastic band of her panties, gripping it firmly and pulling it aside. Tiffany, engrossed in her conversation with her friends, didn't even flinch as his cold, invisible fingers parted her labia, revealing the pink, untouched petals of her flower. He could feel the wetness, the sticky warmth of her arousal, and knew she was ready for the deflowering she'd never see coming.

She was young enough to not even know what masturbation was, which made it even sweeter for him to be the one deflowering her.

 His cock, now free from its confines, hovered just above her, the tip glistening with his own precum. Slowly, oh so slowly, he lowered himself until the head of his manhood kissed her virgin slit. He felt the resistance give way, her body accepting his intrusion without a single word of protest. He pushed in deeper, feeling the tightness of her pussy clench around him like a velvet fist, her juices coating his shaft as he claimed her inch by inch. The sensation was exquisite, a symphony of pleasure that made him want to howl with lust. And he did, screaming out in pleasure as he slid into her.

The other girls in the changing room continued their banter, their laughter a stark contrast to the heinous act being committed mere feet away. Yet, Tiffany remained blissfully unaware, her eyes wide with surprise and curiosity as she felt something thick and hard filling her up. She looked down, but all she saw was the air around her waist distorting slightly, her body reacting to John's sinful invasion without her consent.

John's thrusts grew more urgent, his hips driving into her with a silent, ghostly passion. He watched her face contort in a mix of confusion and unspoken pleasure, her breaths growing shorter and more ragged as he claimed her over and over again. The sight of her young body responding to his touch, the feel of her tight cunt milking his cock, was almost too much for him to handle.

He knew he couldn't hold back for long. The need to mark her, to leave his seed deep inside her, was overwhelming. With one final, powerful thrust, he reached the depths of her soul, his cock spasming as he released his hot, sticky load into her womb. She gasped, her body trembling with the force of the invisible orgasm, her pussy clenching around him in a silent, unseen climax.

He breathed heavily, taking a long time to recover from what had happened. They were both virgins, but not anymore. John had the ability to do anything his heart desired, and Tiffany was only the start of it. 

John's insatiable lust didn't waver as he pulled out of Tiffany, his cock still pulsing with the aftershocks of his illicit climax. He turned his attention to the next unsuspecting victim, a 9-year-old girl named Lily, who was even smaller and more innocent than the others. She was the youngest out of all the girls there and probably one of the little sisters of one of the athletes. Her tiny frame was adorable, with just the beginnings of breasts and a flat stomach that made his mouth water. Her hair was a cascade of golden rings that framed a cherubic face, her eyes sparkling with the innocence of youth.

As she stepped out of her shorts, her pink panties hugging the swell of her prepubescent sex, John's cock grew even harder. He knew he had to be gentle with her, but the thrill of the taboo made him want to be rough, to take her with the same fervor he had the others. He approached her with a newfound excitement, his hand reaching out to cup her buttocks, feeling the soft, unblemished skin beneath his palm. She giggled, assuming it was a gust of wind playing tricks on her, and continued to change her clothes, unaware of the monster lurking so close.

He slid his hand around to her front, his fingers delicately stroking the outside of her panties. He felt her body stiffen and her breath hitch as she felt the strange sensation, but she remained blissfully ignorant of the source. John took a deep breath, inhaling her sweet, untainted scent, and decided to begin his assault. With a gentle tug, he pulled her panties to the side, revealing her barely-there slit. It was so small, so delicate, and so, so tempting.

With the tip of his cock, still slick with Tiffany's juices, he traced the outline of Lily's sex, feeling her quiver with each touch. He took his time, savoring the moment, his heart racing with excitement. When he felt her body begin to relax, he pushed in, feeling the resistance of her tight, virgin hole. He was met with a slight squeak, but she didn't pull away. He pushed deeper, feeling her pussy stretch around him, the walls clutching him in a vice-like grip that made him groan in pleasure. He could see blood around his cock, her tight virgin hymen breaking in the presence of his cock. 

Her eyes went wide, her hands flying to her mouth in a silent scream as he began to fuck her, his movements slow and deliberate, letting her body adjust to his size. Despite her confusion and fear, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of pleasure, her body reacting to the unseen intrusion. The other girls continued their chatter, blissfully unaware of the horror unfolding before them, as John claimed yet another victim in his invisible rampage.

Her tiny breasts jiggled as much as they could from his thrusting. He watched her perky nipples bounce ever so slightly, mesmerized. He wanted so badly to take one in his mouth and suck, biting down and making her squeal. He ended up cumming soon after, filling up her child pussy with his seed, breeding another one of the girls.

With a sadistic grin, John withdrew from Lily's tight, quivering pussy, his cock still glistening with the remnants of her innocence and of Tiffany's earlier. He glanced around the changing room, his eyes lingering on each of the girls as they chattered away, none the wiser to the vile act that had just transpired. Hecould still feel another load inside of him, eager to claim another girl for the day. One by one, he approached the group of naked young girls, his invisible hands guiding their heads towards his glistening member. He stroked himself to full hardness again, watching as their eyes remained unfocused, their expressions unchanged.

"Did you hear what happened to Justin? He looked so confused when Amber confessed to him."

"As would I. Amber is not good enough for someone like Justin."

"You're just saying that because you like him. Admit it girl, you're obsessed."

He listened as they talked, stroking himself to their bodies and cute faces. Some of them were truly cute and the fact that they weren't legal added to the tabooness of everything. A brunette named Rose looked up with a puzzled expression at the sudden warmth on her cheek, as John aimed his cock and unleashed a thick rope of cum, painting her surprised face with a sticky white streak. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open, but no sound came out. He moved on to the next girl, a petite blonde named Kylie, whose freckled nose was the next to be adorned with his seed. Each girl, a total of 4, received their unwanted facial, their expressions a silent symphony of shock and confusion, their bodies trembling with what they were currently experiencing. While they couldn't see what was happening, they still felt something warm hit their face, but treated it like it was normal.

John reveled in their unknowing reactions, the power of his invisibility granting him the ultimate thrill. He shot his load across their young, unblemished faces, covering their cheeks, eyes, and mouths with the sticky evidence of his perversion. The room was filled with the sound of his muffled grunts and the wet splatter of his cum, a stark contrast to the innocent giggles and whispers of the unsuspecting teens. He watched in satisfaction as the sticky mess began to dribble down their chins, pooling on their breasts, stomachs, and eventually the floor, a visual testament to his depravity.

He stuck his dick into one of the girl's mouth, which was covered in braces. He relished in the cold metal around his tip, and wiped away the excess cum on her gums. And as the last droplet of cum fell from his cock, John felt a strange sense of euphoria, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never felt so alive, so powerful. He knew that he had just crossed a line that could never be uncrossed, but he didn't care. The thrill of the forbidden, the taste of their fear and confusion on his lips, was all he needed to keep going. This was just the beginning of his twisted odyssey, and he had a whole school to conquer.