Karen is a tall and scraggy young lady from just outside of Kansas City in the United res publica of America. She has long red-dyed hair's-breadth, Brown eyes, wan peel and wears large clunky glasses. Karen is looking forward to her gamey schooling prom to which she is going to with her long-time crush, Darren. Little does she have intercourse the cool and goodly hide of Darren conceals a dark and dangerous Interior Department and has concocted fearsome plans for his date.

Karen finished applying her makeup. Her blood-red lipstick was perfectly applied and her origination well faded. Her luscious, red hair flowed down her rachis over the pixilated, light blue air clothes she was wearing that ended at genu and was low cut enough that you could get a good sight of her cleavage. It was 8:32. She had eight arcminute before Darren was coming to piece her up, she picked up her pocketbook and slotted it under her arm. Silently Karen knelt to the floor and reached under her untidy bed, she reached around until she grabbed a fatal shoebox, pulling it out and dusting off the cobweb she opened it. She reached through the report inside until she located a silver packaged condom and placed it into her handbag. Karen didn't program to have to use it, but she felt she had to bring it just in case.



She left her bedroom, going through the hall and down the stairs. She straightened her dress in the hallway mirror and waited for her date to get. Exactly on sentence there was a firm whack on the door. Karenic, springing with excitement, opened the door to be greeted by Darren standing in a pristine suit and with his chocolate-brown hair slicked back neatly."Wow Karen ! You…you look beautiful"said Darren nervously.

"Thanks !"said Karen shyly"You don't spirit so bad yourself"

Karen turned around and keep out the threshold, shamelessly advertising her perfectly rounded ass to Darren as she locked the door. She turned around coming face to side with Darren, pushing her shiny whisker out of her eyes, Darren put his arm around his date and walked her over to his blue John Ford feast. He led Karenic around the car's bonnet ( his arm constantly moving down her body until it was resting firmly on her buns ) and then opened the rider's door allowing her to sit down. He then walked back and climbed into the driver's seat.

As Darren started the engine and moved off down the street Karen began to break the ungainly silence,"So…you got your ticket then ? ”.

Darren felt at the chest pocket of his blazer and then exclaimed"shag's sake, I've forgotten it. I'll just have to break off home on the way. Sorry love"

"It's ok, no worries"reply Karenic smiling. They sat in abject secrecy as Darren sped across town to get back to his home. After ten minutes, Darren dumped his car into his driveway harshly applying the handbrake causing Karen to lurch forward. As the car screeched to a halt, Darren turned to Karen and looked her in her brown eyes"seed inside, just for five minute. You can facilitate me…look in my sleeping accommodation ”.

Without saying anything Karen got out of the car, taking a moment to smooth out her clothes, and followed Darren to the door to his house. He pushed it open and rushed inside then moving quickly to a room on the straightaway left, Karen gracefully followed. Darren stopped and turned around, coming grimace to face with Karenic's beautiful face. Karen stopped, their faces just inches apart."This isn't your bedroom !"inquired Karen playfully whilst twirling her hair around one of her fingers.

"No, you're right. I don't consecrate a fuck about the promenade, I just want…. ”, Darren never finished his time. He grabbed the back of Karenic's head and their lips met. Karen reciprocated and got what she'd wanted for at least two yr, for Darren to find fault up the courage and get what he wanted. Karen stood motionless, unable to do anything ; her instincts fully took over. Darren grabbed at her arse roughly through the Inner Light blue attire, Karen squealed at the rough discussion but ultimately submitted herself fully to her date.

Darren put both of his greedy mitt onto each of Karen's arse-cheeks and moved her towards the sofa at the edge of the room. Darren took his hands-off Karen's bum and pushed her roughly onto the couch. Karen landed spreadhead eagled on the couch, her legs apart and blazonry splayed behind her mind."Darren, I've left my bag in your car. It has a condom in…just gim me a second ”.

Darren leaned over Karen as she lay vulnerable on the couch and whispered into her ear,"I'll pull out ”. Before Karen could say anything, she was turned over onto her knee joint by her randy appointment. She could see his pants begin to bulge as soon as she was at his mercy, Karen knew this was going to happen, she may as well relish it. Darren pulled at Karen's dress. Through raw strength, Darren was able to strip the dress from Karen's rear end pulling it up and folding it over, leaving her arse barely covered by her thin panties. The rest of Karen's dress became loose. She dared not impress, she was obedient, she would do anything Darren asked of her.

Karen felt a rough smack on her naked arse and then two jolty manus working their way around her panties and quickly ripping them down, leaving them suspended around her dilute thighs. Karen was open now and completely at Darren's clemency. Karen remained in military position, urging Darren to take action against her. She kept facing forward, attempting to hold in her fright from him.

Karen heard the click of Darren undoing his belt ammunition buckle and then his trousers slumping to the footing in a lot. Darren slowly walked across the lounge flooring, his rock-hard penis in his paw towards his char. Darren joined Karen on the lounge, he knelt behind her- his erect, unprotected eight inches nearly gracing her unguarded button with contact. Darren lent forward, know his dick was touching her cunt, her grabbed his little girl by the end of her long red fuzz, pulling her back harshly."I've been waiting for this. For years. Your virginity is mine ”, he whispered in an angry, alien tone.

Karen let out a get over whine in reaction. The two doorway to the room were wide open, the front door to the house remained unlatched and the curtains remained undraw allowing any passers-by a clear view of a small slut losing her virginity on the night of her prom. Darren released her hair, causing her to lurch forward. Karen felt tears began to well up in her eyes, but she fought back against the unstoppable tide of the teardrop. She had to action her obligation to Darren, her obligation as a woman.

Darren spread Karen's arse face with his spare part hand with his thumb brushing against her clit- using his supernumerary paw to manoeuvre his phallus into his prom date. He continued by touching his tip against her cunt, causing Karen to wince whilst trembling with anticipation. Darren continued with his unprotected dick, spearheaded into the virgin cunt. Soon his intact tip had worked its way into Karenic's snatch. With seven inch left for the blushing whore to savour, Darren lent forward ( inserting another inch as he did so ), grabbing Karen by the neck. Pulling her headspring backwards he whispered again into her ear"You're so stiff ! I think after I've had my way with you, I'll demand you to that stupid ass promenade just so all the hombre who asked out some icy squawk can lose their virginity on promenade night, I think that would be prissy. Don't you ?

Karen let out a whimper in response, choked by tears. Darren started again"You think I asked you out because I like you, or I…value your personality ? No ! It's because I knew your too fucking weak and stupid to stand firm me, I knew my tool would be wet before 9 o'clock. I'm not fucking wrong am I."

Karen began to cry as Darren took another inch of her virginity whilst his rocky manus were still wrapped around her neck opening. It seemed as though Darren had grown tired of the slow, somewhat animal approach and forced the remaining five inches of his steely rod into Karen. Karen let out a gimcrack gasp, for the initiatory clip that dark she felt an ounce of pleasure.

Darren ( now balls deep ) began to slide his nob back and forth through the tight cunt, Karen moaning as he did so. He continued, his cock rubbing harshly against the squeeze paries of Karenic's cunt she was no longer crying, she no longer felt shame. Her initial twinge of ignominy and guilt had been replaced by a new tactual sensation ; one of pleasure. She began to puff, then she began to campaign against the power of Darren slamming into her pussy. Darren was moaning too, the miserly twat of Karen was almost too a lot for this expert to handle, yet he held his cool and averted cataclysm.

Darren was digging deep into Karen. Though she was a virgin, she had touched herself before, but she had never felt anything like this. Karen didn't want to like it, she had envisioned simply going to prom coming back to Darren's and maybe blowing him but never full sex, the rubber had just been a care. But this was extreme. She was loving every second, every drive brought her closer to climax, ever time he slapped her nates made her moan. Karen was no retentive herself ; she was no farsighted the innocent girl from Broadley road, now she was a slut- more accurately Darren's adulteress.

The sound of Darren's clod slapping against Karen's hind echoed throughout the planetary house, Karenic didn't care though. Her slut instinct had taken over, she existed only for the immediate end which was orgasm. Karen moaned and squirmed she was on the sharpness of something, something she didn't know what ! She was scared of what that edge was, she leaned back with Darren wrapping his muscly arm around her neck opening, her bosom still concealed by the light patrician dress."Please"pleaded Karenic in-between groan"slow down ”. Darren ignored these protests and continued thrusting. Karen couldn't dominance herself with one final exam moan and gasp she reached climax. Attempting to slide further down onto Darren cock, the cock that had enslaved her intellect and dead body. Her pussy flooded over the massive rod infiltrating her cunt and dripped down onto the lounge.

In her spell, Karenic failed to notice that a tall man was standing in the doorframe observing the scenery of his youngest birdcall rutting with a little slut in a beautiful dress. When she looked up, Karen jumped off Darren's cock in care shouting loudly"What the ass ?"

Darren didn't even front up and firmly grabbed Karen from behind as she tried to veil herself from the interloper. He rammed his cock back into her cunt and pushed her human face into the lounge so she could not verbalise a sound."Hi Dad. This is that whore from shoal I was telling you about.

"Oh mighty"replied Mr Benson"I watched her cum. You've completely melted her mind son."

"Thanks Dad ! I mean…you can fall in in like you used to with Jacob's girlfriends…we could fully go against in this small harlot"asked Darren never deviating from firmly smashing Karen.

Mr Benson walked calmly over to the sofa, sitting down near Karen face. Karenic was frozen with fear, her snatch had instantly dried out at the sight of this debase creep watching her orgasm. She had just gotten used to being fucked by Darren, let alone by his dad at the same time. Mr Benson grabbed the little slut by the nerve firmly with one hand, as she lurched back and forth at the mercifulness of Darren's thrusts.

"So are you enjoying my son, little lamb"he whispered.

"Please no, just…just let us be"dissent Karen, through renewed tears.

"Oh no ! You come into my house. You wake me up with your infernal moaning. Little girls like you need to be taught a deterrent example about dignity ”, his eyes lit up with excitement as he pictured the lesson, he would teach Karen."Oh no, I think you need to learn a lesson. One about not being a piffling slut…yes, that idea excites you doesn't it my dear ”.

Darren's attitude towards Karenic had changed since his Padre had sat down. It was no longer strong yet sensual seeking to contribute his adult female to orgasm, it had changed to a scratchy fucking with no care for the welfare of Karenic's cunt. Meanwhile, Mr Benson was rubbing Karen's face against his pecker which although still concealed by his besotted jean was spectacular against the flabby, pale cheeks.



Mr Benson stood up and undo his smash. His trousers instantly fell down with his trouser dropping almost on top of his son's. He walked over to the lounge, kneeling on it at the other end to his son. Karen was encircled. He guided the female child'mouth over to his long Phallus. He leant forward until his tool was washed by the wet embracement of her Virgo the Virgin throat. With every thrust completed by his fit son, Karen sass was impaled further upon Mr Benson's cock.

Karen choked. She was pulled roughly by Benson off his cock permitted no to a greater extent than two second to catch her breathing time and then put back around his shaft, using her cherry red lips to pleasure the old pervert as Darren continued at a quick step of drilling her behind. Though Mr Benson had none of the staying power of his new and energetic son and he soon exploded in Karenic's mouth. His milky cum filling her Virgo the Virgin mouth. Instinctively Karenic swallowed the load. Mr Benson stood up and without a Book to his vernal son or the slut, he walked out of the room.

Darren instantly picked up the gait, fucking Karenic harder and harder. The Virgin pussy grabbing at his cock, resisting every relocation with firm solving. Karenic no longer moaned or trembled she simply stayed still accepting her portion as a patch of fuckmeat. Darren eventually came to orgasm announced by a small amount of money of pre-cum. He grabbed Karen's long-hair, arching her back perfectly for impregnation. He let out a single, long moan as he flooded the no-longer-virgin cunt with his seminal fluid. He stood up and walked out of the elbow room.

Karenic was left alone. outcry, daring not to break the military position that she had been placed into by her original. The cum began to filter out of her puss, running down her second joint. The ignitor blue dress that had hugged her now violated and deflowered physical structure was now ripped and creased by the relentless fucking she had endured.

After about five instant of closing off, Darren re-entered the room with a handful of cable television tie-in. He grabbed Karen roughly by the haircloth and dragged her over to a table in the corner of the room. He roughly cable tied her hands to the table legs, Karen did not dare resist. She knew what was going to go on to her. She no longer resisted. She belonged to the Bensons now. She had been broken .