On a late Saturday dark, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a cartridge clip when she heard the forepart door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her beau Ian were not supposed to be back from their escort for at least another hour. She did not really worry and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coating she opened her mouth to recognise her but was cut off by her shouting into the kitchen at who she assumed was Ian.

'' Why would you even look in my purse ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't find your credit card, '' Ian shouted back.

'' I didn't say you needed to look for it. ``

'' Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would make been perfectly well-chosen to aim. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your other boyfriend texted. ``

'' Don't telephone him that. We aren't even serious, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to champion herself. She was not doing a adept job of it.

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with apparent appall.

'' I wasn't really cognisant that we were single, '' Janet made another excuse.

'' The fact that you and your daughter are living in my menage split free would advise as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the living room from the kitchen.

'' You just love to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your theater because your female parent died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal footing. ``

'' If we 're even still together, '' Ian scoffed.

Janet looked livid with anger. `` Sweetie, you don't want to discover all this. Just go back upstairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for ratification. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to get along. Maybe she could help them settle. If they really did founder up, it would not just be Janet who would have to leave the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stair. No Sooner had the door to her way shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to medicine on her telephone set to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to make sure she could get a line none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however finger the weight of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not nettle looking at them. She wanted to be fiddling and ignore them for as long as possible.

A large manus touching her butt revealed that the person in question was Ian and not her female parent. He did that from clock time to time, patted her bottom when he wanted her attention instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really beware as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the main reasons he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how loud her medicine was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could hear him. `` I don't want you to consider LE off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some time apart. That may go like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm kinda yesteryear wanting her book binding at this point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't care less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her clamor music. `` I don't want to be excessive, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have schooltime and moving now would cut off that. I 'm bequeath to let just you stay until summertime. If your mom has found a new place by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is more than fair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to answer. She simply kicked her metrical unit and hummed along to the Sung on her phone. He tapped her rump twice more and even gave it a slightly laborious rap ; still no reply. Annoyed he decided to tantalize her a small. He pulled on her trunks, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart mark panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the hindquarters almost made her yelping. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not be after to lose this secret plan. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to continue spanking her.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waistline of her pantie. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love handles. Her genitalia felt cold when he slid her panties down to her thigh. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Lapplander clip he slapped her bare ass, loud and intemperate. She bit her lip to hold from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to feed in.

He was no longer trying to get her care though ; he was simply punishing her impudence. He slapped each of her round butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to cease if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast forgetting why he was spanking her. He was just watching his lady friend 's daughter 's ass bounce and shake with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better figure than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny incline, Lacey was slightly plump out. Not enough to be called fat by any agency. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her dress always looked tight around the chest and thigh orbit. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to hide her crotch from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and testify him her private seat. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her legs and pressed the tips of his fingerbreadth against her bare genitalia. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a descent. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the book binding of her head and pushed her case into the bed to strangle her screams. As she began to fight, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingerbreadth, he reacted in the contrary, trying to work his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them dislocate inside. It was a foreign sensation she did not screw how to respond to. His fingers were with child than her own. She was afraid it would ache if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the slim down physical body that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A quiver went through her eubstance, making her look like a angle flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his human knee into the small of her backrest to keep her trap when he finally removed his hired hand from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The post she was in feel even unknown due to the fact that loud medicine was still blaring in her capitulum. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the sign to violate her while the adults fought with each former downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her head though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his digit deeper into her. He felt he needed to maintain the thought that this was justified penalty. If he let up too a good deal she might try harder to escape.

With her fount no longer hidden, her next narrow escape was much More exonerate. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in flimsy botheration. Ian stared down at her with a sudden facial expression of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents carve up up. She was an adorable youngster who treated him with respectfulness. When she thought Ian was going to espouse her mother, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would take in left Janet a prospicient time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde tomentum away from the back of her neck opening, he kept looking down at her like a different somebody. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to handle her as a sexual object. He wanted to force that speech sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitation. Just because he was leaving Janet did not imply he had to cut this marvellous young woman out of his life. He could progress to her his in a unlike way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight complaint as he stroked her pilus. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would finger bad and let her go. She did not take in that her gentle spokesperson only egged him on. He wanted to get word her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would feature to watch her grow up and get a boyfriend. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fear. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his finger moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to find him. risky than just using her eubstance, he wanted to gain her think about it too. She could hardly consider that the man who had taken maintenance of her and treated her like a daughter for long time was now taking it all back with interest.

For the side by side ten minutes she just laid there in torture, both mental and physical, as he worked his fingers inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could finger liquidness seeping down her second joint. There was a numbness she felt whenever his finger's breadth brushed the sides of her canal.

She was storm when he bundled up her hair and used it to twist her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her dentition. Her middle focused enough for her to look at his nerve. She blushed in superfluity. Kissing person whose fingers were inside of her at that very consequence was too much. Like a flood, liquidness gushed out between her stage, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was normal. She felt resentment. He had slept with respective charwoman, her mother included. This was her first time. He should be treating her special, not making her feel like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not secernate ; either way, she fell onto her back the moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her face was completely red and her eyes were filled with teardrop. Her rush were soaked with exertion and sticking to her forehead. She was aware that her panties were still around her thigh and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be easily. Instead she felt embarrassing and constricted. Her legs injury from not being able-bodied to spread apart. She wished he would just take off her panties entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breasts, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable bother as he undid the battlefront grip. Her big bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her weapon system in shame. She had always hated her white meat. They were expectant and her areolas were, in her opinion, too dark. defective yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her brass to await when something wet enveloped one of her mammilla. Ian was sucking on her chest greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to null about her own soundbox and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not take in that having her nipples touched and in this case licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her incite her handwriting to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to advertise his finger into her, pulling her finger's breadth with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her boldness, creating egg white business line atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely desperate. For a bit his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a import. With his early bridge player he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally get a line me ? '' he asked in botheration. `` What do you mean, stop ? Maybe you don't understand your situation yet. I kicked your working girl of a female parent out. No money, zippo. Unless she can hitch back to her folks place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her drumhead. `` That 's right. You 'd rather stay in your nice quick bed tonight. Unfortunately rent isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't need that slut anymore. Do you know what that means ? ``

Lacey 's center widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this theater, she was going to have to pay tear by letting him have sex with her. Her first thought was that she had to get out immediately but it quickly dissolved. She had no where to go. Her mom left without her. She had been abandoned. If she ran away she would probably never see her booster at school again.

Taking vantage of her astounded disposition, Ian lifted one of his stage over her so he was straddling her. Any prospect she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making sure to grate her wall excessively. She averted her eyes as her ventilation became heavy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely concentrate on anything. The one idea going through her caput was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his finger. If their size was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

Eventually her wonder got the ripe of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The bulge in his trouser was quite with child. He was wearing a gracious couple of pant in anticipation of appointment nighttime with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his effort had gone to rot. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his articulatio coxae slightly as he sat on her tum, jostling her entirely body. She did not acknowledge why and found it almost funny. It took some exertion not to giggle. Eventually he undid the push button on his blouse with one script. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The fuzz of his chest brushed against her erect nipples making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his fingers deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his nonpayment response to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her duct stretched by his large fingers and wanted to make her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the substantially option would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her hand from his fingers and grabbed the bump in his drawers. He was definitely surprise. She unzipped him and let his turncock spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you eager, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to lieu himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock brush against the outside of her bitch. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his finger made it alien. He moved it all around the opening to tease her more than before he finally started to bear on in.

Her eyes began to water from the botheration immediately. She threw her head back and clenched her tooth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her brass and bit the back of her own wrist in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` Good lady friend, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to lift herself off of him. He thrust forward to keep himself inside of her. Her head fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the face of the bedframe. Her centre spun in her capitulum as the painfulness of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could retrieve about was how horrible sex must be for cleaning woman. In what little porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor lady friend. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling raunchy things. Why did men like it so much when the cleaning lady obviously did not enjoy it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some ground the memory board of her best friend 's first boyfriend came to mind. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like pup dog and swore he loved her and wanted nothing but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how a good deal it must have hurt Sarah at the fourth dimension, Lacey was definitely convert that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his putz inside of her. Men caring about cleaning woman was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to fuck her like this the day her female parent first introduced them. He must give birth put up with Janet for year just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard thrust from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent intellection. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could talk. `` shag, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a second. A hard slap to her face followed. `` catch your language young lady. I may be fucking you like a char right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

'' You don't forget what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

Ian stared down at her bare chest and belly and the situation where their privates met. Shiny phone line of liquid were running up into the hairs above her cunt and making them glitter. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would actualise that nothing he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would delight this even though he knew it was impossible. By no mean value was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her face again, leaving a red hand mark. `` What the piece of ass ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to fuck a girlfriend roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of line Janet would never let me. If you 're going to detest it either way, I may as well accept some fun. '' He leaned down and took one of her mamilla into his mouth.

She moaned at first off but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his teeth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her cunt harder as penalty for swearing. `` Please…. period, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' kind of than answering, Ian grabbed her former teat and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to make it worsened ! '' she shrieked.

With his foot, Ian pushed her panties down the rest of the way so her legs could finally decrease open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knees were being pressed into her pectus every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to crouch like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her stifle and pushed her stage back even further than her dresser. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could promote her ankles behind her cervix. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a elastic young lady but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her legs were there to stay, he returned his attending to her breasts. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipples at the same time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was more of a check than a complaint. Her eye were fixed on his side, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her breasts, leaving red stripe. `` Look mom, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so punishing, '' Lacey refused to admit to being in pain. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The side of her case was stinging now and her nozzle was running slightly. It was a fiddling hard to keep her right eye open as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not move his handwriting from her cheek, she turned her capitulum slightly and opened her backtalk. She let his fingerbreadth trace her lips a few times before she started to lick and suck them. `` Do you need to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the spinal column of her throat.

She began to cough and accept. The bulwark of her throat massaged his thumb. She felt like she had a lump in her pharynx. He scrapped the slope of her sass as he pulled his thumb out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could speak again.

Thrusting into her cunt again, he slid her further off the bed. At the same prison term he leaned back, putting some of his weight into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb pressing against her asshole. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her asshole. Her well up eye began to twitch as the sensation filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her bowel. `` God, I think I 'm gon na hold up, '' she groaned while grabbing her abdomen. With his other hand Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weightiness on her belly.

Lacey 's centre rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw away up though. `` Come on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your pecker in my butt it would hurt Thomas More. Would you like that ? Do you need to fuck a young girl 's bastard ? ``

Another slap to the face. `` It 's so numb it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might transgress my nose. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so much, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her caput. She winced in hurting as they returned to their normal lieu. He then pulled his cock out of her cunt, leaving a slight trail of ancestry from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her strawman. He had to pull on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her look was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his cock entered her pussy again.

The auditory sensation of his second joint slapping against her round hind end filled the way. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got bored of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full of her haircloth and lifted her drumhead up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking bald young lady ? ``

Ian was in no military position to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` plosive consonant, it 's gon na discover ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to prove he did not care. `` I 'm not gon na have any osseous tissue left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag doll at this rate. ``

He moved his grip to her carpus and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't break my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually separate me there 's no going back. Is this what you wanted ? Was this always your architectural plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to make love whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slattern. ``

She used her knees to repeal her ass off the bed and poking back into him. It obviously hurt her arm to do so but she persisted. `` See, I like getting fucked by you. I love it so much. Your turncock is so big interior of me. Are n't you close to cumming yet ? Why don't you cum inside me. I know mom never let you do that. Fill my underage uterus with your ejaculate. I could get pregnant. You could let a kid of your own. You don't want to wound your baby 's female parent, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the Saame clip he thrust again. `` That 's rectify, '' she gasped. `` Give me my first preference of cum. puddle me addicted to it. I 'm not paying tear, I 'm taking ma 's station. I 'm you 're lady friend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to learn me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can have it away me any clip you want, just don't transgress me. ``

'' Do you ever shut up ? '' Ian pulled out of her and yanked her arm again, spinning her around. Before she could say anything he pushed on the back of her head, pressing her mouth over his cock. She squealed when she felt warm liquid hitting the rear of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her drumhead down until her face was red from lack of respiration. She slapped his arm a few multiplication before resorting to digging her fingernails into his hired hand. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her breast ascent and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go take a shower. '' She began to creep toward the bound of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can unite me. I 'll bend over and you can have it away me like a dog, alright ? ``

'' Can you stop talking like that ? '' Ian growled at her.

'' Why ? That 's what you did. You fucked me. You took my virginity and treated me like a piece of meat. I know my place now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to celebrate my Worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold fundament eyes.

'' This is n't what I wanted, '' Ian tried to argue.

'' Then what did you want ? You wanted an easy fuck, right ? If that 's not true, we can peach about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can guess about it. Right now, I just want to shower. will you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his custody from her waistline and let her creep off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to impact her toes he got a broad scene of her bleeding pussy, the red hand prints on her ass, and her slightly puff up anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow fine. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a matter of pardon. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be will to accept her new theatrical role as a hole for his lecherousness. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .