On a belatedly Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a cartridge when she heard the front room access slam. Checking her clock she was slightly discombobulate as her mom and her beau Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at least another hour. She did not really wish and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living way to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her pelage she opened her sass to greet 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 add-in, '' Ian shouted back.

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to aim. I would have been perfectly happy to labor. 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 support herself. She was not doing a good job of it.

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

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

'' The fact that you and your daughter are living in my house snag free people would intimate as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the living way from the kitchen.

'' You just have sex to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your menage because your mother 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 wrath. `` Sweetie, you don't want to hear all this. Just go back upstairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to come. Maybe she could help oneself them reconcile. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would have to allow the billet they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his helping hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the step. No sooner had the doorway to her elbow room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to music on her phone to swim it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to make up for sure she could find out none of the yelling, she resumed reading her magazine.

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

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

Not realizing how flash her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could hear him. `` I don't want you to think less off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some time apart. That may fathom like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be reliable I 'm kinda yesteryear wanting her back at this peak. 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 pick up him at all. She was still pretending to snub his presence while listening to her din music. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm volition to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new place by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is to a greater extent than funfair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to react. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the Sung on her phone. He tapped her behind twice more and even gave it a slightly hard belt ; still no response. Annoyed he decided to tease her a little. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her stage and exposing her heart print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the tooshie almost made her yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not plan to recede this secret plan. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to keep spanking her.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her step-in. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her rebuff making love handles. Her genitalia felt frigidity when he slid her step-in down to her second joint. She wiggled her tush as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Saame time he slapped her bare ass, tacky and severe. She bit her lip to continue from yelping. Another smacking and she was almost ready to reach in.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though ; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her round butt joint cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her read/write head and she dropped her cartridge clip. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to stop if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast forgetting why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend '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 near slope, Lacey was slightly plump out. Not enough to be called fat by any mean. She just filled out any turnout she wore. Her apparel always looked rigorous around the chest and thigh area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to cover her crotch from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to larrup her in such a way that her ass would rustle and show him her common soldier place. When he thought about it too much, he acted on inherent aptitude. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her legs and pressed the pourboire of his fingers against her bare genitals. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a phone line. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her female parent. Acting before thinking, Ian put his helping hand on the back of her capitulum and pushed her face into the bed to stifle her sidesplitter. As she began to contend, trying to edge herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the contrary, trying to work his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a extraneous wizard she did not get laid how to react to. His fingers were larger than her own. She was afraid it would anguish if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin physique that separated her vaginal duct from her gut. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her trunk, making her look like a fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee into the small of her binding to keep her immobilize when he finally removed his deal from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The billet she was in felt even stranger due to the fact that flashy music was still blaring in her spike. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the house to rape her while the adult fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the backrest of her pass though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

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

With her face no longer hidden, her next narrow escape was much more solve. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiac way, moaning in slender pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden tone of esteem. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an adorable baby who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to splice her mother, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a long time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair away from the back of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different someone. No longer seeing her as a girl, he wanted to address her as a intimate target. He wanted to draw that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not think he had to cut this wondrous girl out of his life story. He could make her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a little complaint as he stroked her haircloth. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not recognise that her soft voice only egged him on. He wanted to discover her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would induce to look out her grow up and get a beau. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fright. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his fingers moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. bad than just using her eubstance, he wanted to make her think about it too. She could hardly trust that the man who had taken fear of her and treated her like a daughter for years was now taking it all back with interest.

For the next ten proceedings she just laid there in agony, both mental and forcible, 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 liquid seeping down her thighs. There was a spiritlessness she felt whenever his fingers brushed the sides of her canal.

She was surprise when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her chief sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his natural language past her tooth. Her heart focused enough for her to appear at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing someone whose fingers were inside of her at that very instant was too much. Like a photoflood, liquidness gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was normal. She felt resentment. He had slept with several women, her female parent included. This was her first time. He should be treating her special, not making her tactile property like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not separate ; either way, she fell onto her back the moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breathing place. Her facial expression was completely red and her eyes were filled with rent. Her clap were soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. She was aware that her panties were still around her second joint and felt ashamed. Something felt incorrectly about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt viscid and constricted. Her legs scathe from not being able-bodied to spread apart. She wished he would just call for 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 annoyance as he undid the front end clasp. Her enceinte bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her white meat. They were large and her areolas were, in her opinion, too dark. Worse yet, her teat were quite obviously erect. She did not need to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to look when something wet enveloped one of her nipples. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to nothing about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not realize that having her nipples touched and in this case licked would do her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her impress her hand to her pussy. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his fingers into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more bout spilled down her human face, creating Andrew Dickson White lines atop the red.

Ian did turn back. She sounded extremely desperate. For a second his fatherly inherent aptitude kicked in. He stared at her with business organization but it only lasted a import. With his other hand he ripped her earphone off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally find out me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you imply, stop ? Maybe you don't understand your situation yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her common people place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her head. `` That 's rightfulness. You 'd rather stay in your squeamish warm bed tonight. Unfortunately rent isn't discharge. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't want that slut anymore. Do you know what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this house, she was going to have to pay tear by letting him own 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 friends at shoal again.

Taking advantage of her stunned disposition, Ian lifted one of his leg over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making sure to scratch her walls excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became heavy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

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

Eventually her curiosity got the honorable of her. She looked down at his shank where he was straddling her. The gibbousness in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a decent duo of trousers in expectation of day of the month nighttime with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts had gone to knock off. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hip joint slightly as he sat on her stomach, jostling her whole organic structure. She did not know why and found it almost peculiar. It took some crusade not to giggle. Eventually he undid the push on his blouse with one mitt. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairs of his chest brushed against her erect mammilla making her moan. He liked the auditory sensation and dug his fingerbreadth deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his nonpayment reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her epithelial duct stretched by his large finger and wanted to make her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best alternative would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her hand from his fingerbreadth and grabbed the bulge in his pants. He was definitely storm. She unzipped him and let his cock spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That matter is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you eager, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to position himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the psyche of his cock brushwood against the outside of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely dissimilar than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the opening to beleaguer her more before he finally started to push in.

Her optic began to water system from the nuisance immediately. She threw her head back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her case and bit the back of her own wrist in an attack to shut herself up. Ian had one bridge player on her nerve and was petting her gently. `` thoroughly girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not think of 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 drumhead fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the face of the bedstead. Her centre spun in her forefront as the annoyance of three thing encompassed her at once.

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

For some ground the memory of her best ally 's initiative boyfriend came to heed. He was sister faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted nada but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how very much it must have hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely confident that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his hawkshaw inside of her. Men caring about women was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to make out her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must make put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly intemperate jab from Ian brought Lacey back from her tongue-tied opinion. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could mouth. `` Fuck, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a minute. A hard smacking to her font followed. `` Watch your speech communication vernal peeress. I may be fucking you like a woman 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 dresser and belly and the blank space where their privates met. Shiny agate line of liquid were running up into the hairs above her puss and making them glisten. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would realize that nothing he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would enjoy this even though he knew it was impossible. By no means was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her expression again, leaving a red hired man print. `` What the screw ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to fuck a girl roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of course of instruction Janet would never let me. If you 're going to hate it either way, I may as well have some fun. '' He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth.

She moaned at world-class but suddenly began to shout out when he sunk his teeth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in annoyance. He thrust into her puss harder as punishment for swearing. `` Please…. plosive speech sound, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' Rather than answering, Ian grabbed her other nipple and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to micturate it uncollectible ! '' she shrieked.

With his metrical foot, Ian pushed her step-in down the repose of the way so her legs could finally fall open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her human knee were being pressed into her chest every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to deform like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her blazon between her knees and pushed her legs back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could campaign her ankle behind her cervix. Looking down she could see her own hip finger cymbals sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her pegleg were there to stay, he returned his attention to her breasts. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipples at the same metre. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was Thomas More of a ratification than a complaint. Her centre were fixed on his aspect, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her boob, leaving red streaks. `` feel mama, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so intemperate, '' Lacey refused to admit to being in pain. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to oppose. The face of her face was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a little tough to keep her right eye open as her impudence was starting to swell.

When he did not locomote his hand from her face, she turned her headway slightly and opened her mouth. She let his digit trace her sass a few times before she started to lick and suck them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her knife and twisted it as penalization. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her rima oris. When she moved her knife he almost shoved it into the backbone of her throat.

She began to cough and swallow. The walls of her throat massaged his thumb. She felt like she had a gawk in her throat. He scrapped the sides of her backtalk as he pulled his thumb out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could speak again.

thrust into her pussy again, he slid her encourage 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 pegleg. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated quarter round pressure against her motherfucker. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one poking he shoved inside her mother fucker. Her intumesce eye began to squeeze as the sensation filled her belly. She felt it all the way up her intestines. `` God, I think I 'm gon na throw up, '' she groaned while grabbing her belly. With his other hand Ian pressed down atop her hands, putting weight on her belly.

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

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

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her chief. She winced in pain as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his peter out of her cunt, leaving a tenuous trail of line of descent from her Hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to attract on her ankle joint to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his cock entered her pussy again.

The sound of his second joint slapping against her turn tush filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got bored of her not reacting, he grabbed a clenched fist full of her hair and lifted her point up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking barefaced girlfriend ? ``

Ian was in no berth to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` stoppage, it 's gon na break ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to prove he did not like. `` 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 wrist and began to constrict it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't recrudesce my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually divulge me there 's no going back. Is this what you wanted ? Was this always your plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to do it whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her genu to lift her ass off the bed and thrust 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 shaft is so big inside 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. filling my underage uterus with your ejaculate. I could get pregnant. You could deliver a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his hold on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same metre he thrust again. `` That 's right wing, '' she gasped. `` impart me my beginning gustation of cum. get me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking Mommy 's post. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can hump me any time you want, just don't break 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 header, pressing her mouth over his cock. She squealed when she felt warm liquid hitting the vertebral column of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scratch he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

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

Ian watched her chest ascension and falling rapidly as she caught her breathing space. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go take a cascade. '' She began to creep toward the edge 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 join me. I 'll bend over and you can fuck 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 nitty-gritty. I know my spot now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to restrain my Worth, right ? '' She stared at him with coldness grim eyes.

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

'' Then what did you want ? You wanted an wanton fuck, right ? If that 's not true, we can let the cat out of the bag about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can think about it. Right now, I just want to lavish. testament you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his paw from her waist and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore sinew. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a replete view of her bleeding twat, the red hand prints on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a identification number on her. Still she seemed somehow fine. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to bechance next, it was not a matter of forgiveness. There was no way thing could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to accept her new persona as a maw for his lustfulness. He definitely had no program of letting her go .