This is my 2nd story, a continuation of the first. Hope you like it and comment.

Mom took us to Mexico when I was about 5. We went to my grandparents house to visit a few solar day. My grandparents had a big ranch with cattle. It was the first time I saw existent cows, and also the first time I saw horses. I was running around playing by myself when I noticed one of the knight had something hanging between it 's ramification, and it would be active. It really caught my attention, and I got closer to look at it better. The horse jumped up and mounted another one, inserting it 's longsighted horse cock into the other one, moving back and forth a bit, and then he just stopped and got off, letting his cock glide out. After thinking of what I had just seen, I figured out that it was the equivalent to a man. John the Divine had done the same thing to mom. I wondered if there was a big penis like the Equus caballus 's that he was putting inside my mom, or if it was something like my crony 's. I became a little scared thinking that someday some boy or man, might want to do that to me.

Gospel According to John treated me and my brother Mike like we were his own kids. Mom would go strip on weekend Nox, and John would adopt care of us. He also had a son, Josh, with another woman, that was the same age as my brother. He would institute him over to our house and they would play together. Mike began spending a lot of metre in Josh 's business firm during the hebdomad, leaving mom and me with Gospel According to John. whoremaster would buy me draw of affair, and liked taking me and mom shopping. He usually had mom sit in his lap, and he would play with her ass or bosom. When she was n't in his lap, he had me sit in his lap. He would n't fumble me, but he did like to come in his hands on my waist, my hip, my thighs, and my ass. When I was 5, it seemed completely rule, but as I grew sure-enough, he continued sitting me in his lap, and doing the same thing, sometimes groping a bit. By the time I was 10, it would get to me a bit uncomfortable. He liked walking up behind mom and grabbing her by her hips or boobs. He began doing this to me also, but only holding on to my hips. I could palpate his crotch on my buttocks, and he would not tolerate me to pull away. I had always kissed him on the rim in the morning and when I left for schooling since I was niggling, but it was weird as I got older. It was something I did n't want to do anymore, and he would do me do it. The speculative share was, when I misbehaved bad enough, he would constitute me bend over on his lap, draw my wearing apparel down to show my ass, and let him spank me. This were all thing he would do to both me and mom, even the spankings. To all this, mom saw it as pattern, since I was his little girl.

By the time I was 11, I began maturing a bit, and I knew about things like sex by then. Mostly because of school and booster. I saw John as a pervert, he was always touching mom and me, and I could hear him fucking her every night. My bosom had just begun to grow, and I would enamor him staring at them or my ass all the time. He would come up behind me and arrest my waistline, as he would grind his erection in my ass. I was so ashamed of his behavior, and could n't believe mom let him do all this.
By the time I was 12, I was a 32C bra size, and John said I looked just like my mom. I hated having tit, kids would make fun of me calling me a cow or saying I had balloons and those kind of thing. I tried hiding them under level of wearing apparel, but I was too cheeseparing and my booby too big to go unnoticed. Boys were always picking on me, and that would sometimes get me in trouble. I ca n't remember what I did in schooltime, and he decided to punish me by spanking me. He ordered me to go to his lap and bend over, which I refused. He grabbed me by the hair and threw me on his lap. He pulled down my underdrawers and underclothing, then began spanking me really hard. I was screaming and crying, and he made me beg him, '' please turn back daddy, I promise I will do whatever you say. ``, over and over. He finally stopped, and I was bent over on his lap, with my ass sore, and him rubbing and groping my ass to make it palpate better. I was so ashamed of myself, and I knew mom was still on his English, she did n't even cerebrate it was excessive.

I was 13 when I began to experience aroused all the time. I began to like the attention I got in schooling, from boys, from instructor, even the principal. I knew the male population thought I was pretty, and I knew how they loved my dope. I would often see boys gaze as I passed them, and talk about me when they thought I could n't hear them. Some instructor really liked standing in front of me, looking down trying to explicate matter I had problem with. Getting all this attention made me palpate hot, and I liked it. I began showing off my body a bit more. John was always staring at me, making me snog him, groping at me, grinding himself on my ass. I did n't wish him at all, but I began to like the care. Since mom did n't worry that he did all this, I began letting him. I quickly figured I could use him wanting me to get whatever I wanted.

John always made mom dress like a slut. She was a little, tight-fitting, mexican girl with big boob. John had her put on really small miniskirt skirts and tank car pinnacle that showed nigh of her titty. Mom always got a lot of attention from men, which I had just begun to get. nigh people said we looked liked sis and we looked the same, so I wanted to look the same. On one shopping tripper, I wanted to buy a some really small underdrawers for gym class and a small tank top that showed a lot of cleavage. Mom walked into the dressing room and said I could n't dress like that. I walked out of the dressing room wearing it, and asked John, '' Can I get this, please daddy. '' I saw his optic brighten up, and he told me he would buy me anything I wanted, and told mom to ease up. I began buying More shortstop, mini wench, tank whirligig, all the kind of apparel that mom would fall apart. Mom did n't desire me to, but John backed me up and let me buy what I wanted. I tried on many dissimilar combining of the most telling apparel I could rule, and I would hail out and model for mom and trick. lavatory agreed to buy me everything.

I began wearing my new slutty outfits, and began getting much to a greater extent attention from everyone. Most girlfriend in school thought I was a adulteress, but the boys loved my outfits. Every now and then a female person teacher would send me home to commute, but I never had that problem with the male teacher. St. John the Apostle began giving me much to a greater extent attention, specially when mom was n't around. He began groping me every time he passed by, sometimes giving me small spanks, or hugging me and grabbing my ass, holding my tits to his chest, looking straight down at them. He also began hugging me from behind and playing with my dope. I felt so violated by him, and helpless, but I had no one to avail me, so I would let him do what he wanted.

Mom was gone stripping one Nox, and mike was sleeping at Josh 's house for the weekend. I went to select a bath before going to bed. As I was gon na lock the door, I realized the room access pommel had been changed, but did n't think much of it, and locked it. I got the urine make, undressed, and jumped in the tub. I suddenly heard the doorway open up, and saw John walking in, removing the key from the door. He began walking straightaway towards me, as I covered my breasts frozen, and speechless. He knelt down by the bathtub and began touching me all over my soundbox, caressing my shoulder, my tit, then my genu, then thighs.
I said, '' Please intercept. ``
trick, '' It 's ok, I 've been waiting for this a long meter, you just be a commodity girl and do everything I say, and we will have a good meter. Now promise me your gon na do everything I tell you to. ``
He continued touching my body, as I sat there icy, without saying a Christian Bible, then I felt his deal slap me in the look. My eyes got watery as I felt the confidence game in my face.
John, '' anticipate me you are gon na do what I tell you, or I 'm gon na have to paddle you, now say your gon na do what I want. ``
I sat there crying, when I felt a slap again.
whoremonger, '' Say it. ``
Me, '' I 'm gon na do whatever you want. ``
John, '' Good, if you behave, it does n't have to hurt. I 'm gon na make you into my little whore, just like your mom. ``
He removed my hired man from my breasts and fondled them, and began sucking them as he groped them. I felt one of his hands begin sliding down towards my pussy.
Gospel According to John, '' open your branch bitch. ``
I sat there with my legs tight as he slapped me again.
John, '' I just gave you an order, now obey and say yes daddy. ``
He raised his manus to slap me again, and I cried, '' yes daddy. '' I opened my stage and felt his fat fingerbreadth playing around with my clitoris, as he used the other manus to caress my tits and sucked on them. I felt so helpless, I just sat there letting him do it. He continued playing with my clit for what seemed similar forever, then I felt him trying to force a finger inside of me. I felt a cutting sensation as he pushed in slowly with his fat finger's breadth.
John, '' That 's a decent tight snatch. ``
He got up and undid his pants, and pulled down his boxer. I tried looking away as he asked, '' ever seen one of these. ``
I said, '' No. ''
He got closer and let it flow in front end of my face.
John, '' Look at it. ``
I turned and looked as he held his hawkshaw with his hands. It was the first fourth dimension I saw a man 's shaft. It was a huge black dick, it looked disgusting to me. It reminded me of the horse I saw when I was a little little girl, not that it was the Lapp size, just how black, and long, and thick. I was petrified in fear looking at it, I knew he was gon na desire to fuck me.
He began slapping me softly as he swinged it back and forth across my face. He asked, `` do you desire to get fucked. ``
Me, '' No, please do n't. ``
He slapped me, '' what do you say at the end. ``
Me, '' please do n't daddy. ``
John, '' I 've been wanting to have it off you for a long time, but if you suck my dick tangible good, I 'll let it pass. ``
He held me by the back of my head, with his dick resting on my face and ordered, '' start sucking in. ``
I sat there sobbing and he said, '' start sucking before I fuck you. ''
I did n't eff what to do. He finally said, `` fine, I gave you a luck. ``
He climbed in the bathtub with me, opening up my pegleg. I tried pushing him off, and he slapped me again. `` open up your legs kick. '' He opened my leg and I lay there not wanting to get slapped again. I felt his dick begin pushing inside my pussy, it stung much forged than his digit. I felt like I was being split in half as he kept pushing deeper and deeper. I was crying and screaming in suffering, and he just kept grunting and looking at me, telling me how mean I was. I begged him, '' Please stop pa, it hurts too much. ''
John, '' I told you to do what I tell you, or it 's gon na offend.
Me, '' please I 'll do whatever you want dad. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 'm just gon na pop your twat real quick. I 've been waiting a long time to fuck you. ``
He continued pushing deeper and deeper, `` I 'm gon na make you into a good trivial whore for me. ``
I felt him go deeper, I felt my pussy so open, and he was so deep inside. It was extremely awful, and he kept pushing further and further. I would scream in pain in the neck as he would reach a point where he could n't go in anymore, but he would just push intemperate and stop past that peak. The pain reached my breadbasket as I finally felt his dick all the way in. He began sliding it in and out slowly at first, then faster. I felt like I was burning inside my pussycat. It was a never-ending nuisance as he slid in and out, making me scream in agony. I tried pushing him off, but I was helpless. He was a big, fat, strong, black man, and he I was like a helpless wench to him. He moved his hands around my organic structure freely, from my breast to my ass, at one point in time fingering my mouth. He thrusted his articulatio coxae faster and faster without mercy, I thought I was gon na get split in half. I could find warmness in my slit as he went faster and faster, and saw blood in the urine. I almost felt like passing out from the annoyance, when he began grunting louder and his musculus tensed up. I felt his peter braggart then ever inside of me, then he just began to relax. He pulled his dick out, and I felt like I was left with a huge burning gap in my twat. He got up and said, '' you see, that 's what happens when you do n't do what I tell you to. '' He dried up, got dressed, and left. I sat there shaking and cried for what seemed like forever.

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