Karen is a improbable and close young woman from just outside of Kansas City in the United state of matter of America. She has long red-dyed hair, brown eyes, pale pelt and wears great clunky glasses. Karen is looking forward to her high up School prom to which she is going to with her long-time press, Darren. Little does she get laid the sang-froid and honorable pelt of Darren conceals a dark and dangerous interior and has concocted dreaded plans for his date.

Karen finished applying her makeup. Her ruddy lip rouge was perfectly applied and her foundation well faded. Her pleasant-tasting, red pilus flowed down her backrest over the tight, light blue angel frock she was wearing that ended at knee and was low cut enough that you could get a good view of her cleavage. It was 8:32. She had eight minutes before Darren was coming to pick her up, she picked up her purse 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 melanize shoebox, pulling it out and dusting off the cobwebs she opened it. She reached through the newspaper publisher inside until she located a Ag packaged condom and placed it into her purse. Karen didn't programme to have to use it, but she felt she had to bring in it just in case.



She left her bedroom, going through the Hall and down the step. She straightened her dress in the hallway mirror and waited for her date to make it. Exactly on time there was a firm rap on the door. Karen, springing with excitement, opened the door to be greeted by Darren standing in a pristine cause and with his brownish fuzz slicked back neatly."Wow Karen ! You…you look beautiful"said Darren nervously.

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

Karen turned around and shut the door, shamelessly advertising her perfectly rounded arse to Darren as she locked the threshold. She turned around coming face to face with Darren, pushing her glossy hair out of her eyes, Darren put his arm around his date and walked her over to his downcast John Ford fiesta. He led Karenic around the car's bonnet ( his arm constantly moving down her body until it was resting firmly on her arse ) and then opened the passenger's door allowing her to sit down. He then walked back and climbed into the number one wood's seat.

As Darren started the railway locomotive and moved off down the street Karenic began to break the inept secretiveness,"So…you got your ticket then ? ”.

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

"It's ok, no concern"replied Karen smiling. They sat in scummy secretiveness as Darren sped across townspeople to get back to his home. After ten minutes, Darren dumped his car into his driveway harshly applying the handbrake causing Karen to prowl forward. As the car screeched to a halt, Darren turned to Karen and looked her in her browned centre"seminal fluid inside, just for five mo. You can help me…look in my bedroom ”.

Without saying anything Karenic got out of the car, taking a consequence to smooth out her dress, and followed Darren to the threshold to his star sign. He pushed it open and rushed inside then moving quickly to a elbow room on the immediate left, Karen gracefully followed. Darren stopped and turned around, coming face to boldness with Karen's beautiful face. Karen stopped, their faces just inches apart."This isn't your bedchamber !"inquired Karen playfully whilst twirling her whisker around one of her fingers.

"No, you're right. I don't impart a screwing about the prom, I just want…. ”, Darren never finished his sentence. He grabbed the dorsum of Karen's caput and their lips met. Karenic reciprocated and got what she'd wanted for at least two age, for Darren to pick up the courageousness and contract what he wanted. Karen stood motionless, unable to do anything ; her instincts fully took over. Darren grabbed at her hindquarters roughly through the light blue dress, Karen squealed at the scratchy treatment but ultimately submitted herself fully to her date.

Darren put both of his greedy deal onto each of Karen's arse-cheeks and moved her towards the couch at the edge of the elbow room. Darren took his hands-off Karenic's bum and pushed her roughly onto the sofa. Karenic landed bed cover eagled on the sofa, her legs apart and arms splayed behind her headspring."Darren, I've left my purse in your car. It has a prophylactic in…just gim me a second ”.

Darren leaned over Karen as she lay vulnerable on the couch and whispered into her ear,"I'll drag out ”. Before Karen could say anything, she was turned over onto her knees by her randy date. She could see his bloomers begin to bulge as soon as she was at his mercy, Karen knew this was going to happen, she may as well savour it. Darren pulled at Karenic's attire. Through raw intensity level, Darren was able-bodied to strip the wearing apparel from Karen's rear end pulling it up and folding it over, leaving her arse barely covered by her reduce step-in. The repose of Karen's apparel became loose. She dared not act, she was obedient, she would do anything Darren asked of her.

Karenic felt a crude smack on her naked arse and then two rough work force working their way around her panty and quickly ripping them down, leaving them suspended around her slight second joint. Karen was open now and completely at Darren's mercy. Karenic remained in position, urging Darren to lease activeness against her. She kept facing forward, attempting to hold in her fear from him.

Karen heard the click of Darren undoing his belt buckle and then his trousers slumping to the ground in a peck. Darren slowly walked across the lounge floor, his rock-hard penis in his manus towards his cleaning woman. Darren joined Karen on the sofa, he knelt behind her- his erect, unprotected eight column inch nearly gracing her unguarded clit with contact lens. Darren bestow forward, know his dick was touching her puss, her grabbed his girl by the end of her farsighted red hair, pulling her cover harshly."I've been waiting for this. For years. Your virginity is mine ”, he whispered in an tempestuous, extraterrestrial tone.

Karenic let out a subdued whimper in response. The two doors to the room were wide open, the movement door to the house remained unlatched and the pall remained undraw allowing any passers-by a clear view of a little slattern losing her virginity on the night of her prom. Darren released her haircloth, causing her to lurch forward. Karen felt rent began to well up in her eyes, but she fought back against the unstoppable tide of the tears. She had to fulfil her obligation to Darren, her duty as a woman.

Darren spread Karen's arse impertinence with his surplus handwriting with his thumb brushing against her clit- using his extra paw to manoeuver his penis into his promenade engagement. He continued by touching his tip against her pussy, causing Karen to wince whilst trembling with anticipation. Darren continued with his unprotected dick, spearheaded into the virgin cunt. Soon his entire tip had worked its way into Karen's cunt. With seven inches left for the blushing whore to enjoy, Darren lent forward ( inserting another inch as he did so ), grabbing Karen by the neck. Pulling her head backwards he whispered again into her ear"You're so tight ! I think after I've had my way with you, I'll take you to that poor fish fucking prom just so all the guy cable who asked out some frigid bitch can misplace their virginity on prom nighttime, I think that would be nice. Don't you ?

Karenic let out a whine in reply, choked by split. 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 know weak and stupid to hold out me, I knew my pecker would be wet before 9 o'clock. I'm not fucking haywire am I."

Karen began to cry as Darren took another inch of her virginity whilst his rough hands were still wrapped around her cervix. It seemed as though Darren had grown tired of the irksome, somewhat sensual approach shot and forced the remaining five inches of his steely rod into Karen. Karen let out a gaudy gasp, for the beginning time that night she felt an ounce of pleasure.

Darren ( now balls deep ) began to skid his nob back and forth through the tight cunt, Karen moaning as he did so. He continued, his cock rubbing harshly against the constricted walls of Karenic's pussy she was no longer crying, she no longer felt shame. Her initial pangs of shame and guilt had been replaced by a new flavour ; one of pleasure. She began to gasp, then she began to push against the power of Darren slamming into her pussy. Darren was moaning too, the tight pussy of Karen was almost too much for this expert to handle, yet he held his cool and averted disaster.

Darren was digging deep into Karenic. Though she was a Virgo the 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 broad sex, the safety had just been a precaution. But this was extreme. She was loving every second, every thrust brought her closer to culminate, ever metre he slapped her rear end made her moan. Karen was no longer herself ; she was no longer the innocent girl from Broadley route, now she was a slut- more accurately Darren's slut.

The sound of Darren's balls slapping against Karenic's hind echoed throughout the house, Karen didn't caution though. Her slut instinct had taken over, she existed only for the prompt goal which was orgasm. Karenic moaned and squirmed she was on the boundary 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, her tits still concealed by the light blue clothes."Please"pleaded Karen in-between moans"slow down ”. Darren ignored these objection and continued thrusting. Karen couldn't ascendancy herself with one final moan and gasp she reached climax. Attempting to slide further down onto Darren putz, the tool that had enslaved her mind and body. Her pussy flooded over the massive rod infiltrating her snatch and dripped down onto the sofa.

In her trance, Karen failed to notice that a magniloquent man was standing in the doorframe observing the scene of his youngest song rutting with a little adulteress in a beautiful attire. When she looked up, Karen jumped off Darren's stopcock in veneration shouting loudly"What the fuck ?"

Darren didn't even look up and firmly grabbed Karen from behind as she tried to hide herself from the intruder. He rammed his cock back into her pussy and pushed her font into the sofa so she could not utter a audio."Hi Dad. This is that prostitute from school I was telling you about.

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

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

Mr Benson walked calmly over to the sofa, sitting down near Karen face. Karen was frozen with care, her cunt had instantly dried out at the stack of this perverted weirdie watching her orgasm. She had just gotten used to being fucked by Darren, let alone by his dad at the same fourth dimension. Mr Benson grabbed the little slut by the face firmly with one bridge player, as she lurched back and Forth at the mercy of Darren's thrusts.

"So are you enjoying my son, short Elia"he whispered.

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

"Oh no ! You come into my sign of the zodiac. You wake me up with your infernal moaning. Little little girl like you need to be taught a lesson about self-respect ”, his eyes lit up with hullabaloo as he pictured the lessons, he would teach Karen."Oh no, I think you need to learn a object lesson. One about not being a little slut…yes, that idea excites you doesn't it my earnest ”.

Darren's attitude towards Karen had changed since his Fatherhood had sat down. It was no retentive strong yet sultry seeking to wreak his fair sex to orgasm, it had changed to a raspy fucking with no fear for the benefit of Karen's pussy. Meanwhile, Mr Benson was rubbing Karenic's face against his rooster which although still concealed by his mingy jeans was outstanding against the soft, pale cheeks.



Mr Benson stood up and undid his belt. His trousers instantly fell down with his pants dropping almost on top of his son's. He walked over to the sofa, kneeling on it at the other end to his son. Karen was encircled. He guided the girls'mouth over to his long Phallus. He tilt forward until his pecker was washed by the wet embrace of her Virgo throat. With every stab completed by his fit son, Karen oral cavity was impaled further upon Mr Benson's cock.

Karen choked. She was pulled roughly by Benson off his cock permitted no Sir Thomas More than two seconds to enamour her hint and then put back around his cock, using her cherry tree red lip to pleasure the old deviant as Darren continued at a faster yard of drilling her behind. Though Mr Benson had none of the stamina of his Young and up-and-coming son and he soon exploded in Karenic's mouth. His milky cum filling her virgin mouth. Instinctively Karen swallowed the warhead. Mr Benson stood up and without a Bible to his untested son or the slut, he walked out of the room.

Darren instantly picked up the stride, fucking Karenic harder and harder. The Virgo the Virgin slit grabbing at his putz, resisting every relocation with unfluctuating firmness. Karenic no longer moaned or trembled she simply stayed still accepting her portion as a musical composition of fuckmeat. Darren eventually came to orgasm announced by a minuscule amount of pre-cum. He grabbed Karenic's long-hair, arching her rear perfectly for impregnation. He let out a single, prospicient moan as he flooded the no-longer-virgin cunt with his ejaculate. He stood up and walked out of the room.

Karenic was left alone. war cry, daring not to fall in the lieu that she had been placed into by her master. The cum began to filter out of her cunt, running down her thigh. The light source blueness dress that had hugged her now violated and deflowered trunk was now ripped and creased by the relentless fucking she had endured.

After about five min of closing off, Darren re-entered the way with a handful of cablegram tie-up. He grabbed Karenic roughly by the pilus and dragged her over to a table in the recession of the room. He roughly cable tied her script to the tabular array pegleg, Karen did not dare resist. She knew what was going to happen to her. She no longer resisted. She belonged to the Bensons now. She had been broken .