Karen is a tall and skinny girl from just outside of KS City in the United States of America. She has long red-dyed hair, brown eyes, pale peel and wearing large clunky glasses. Karen is looking forward to her High schooltime promenade to which she is going to with her long-time crush, Darren. Little does she know the aplomb and respectable skin of Darren conceals a dark and dangerous interior and has concocted terrible plans for his date.

Karenic finished applying her make-up. Her cherry lipstick was perfectly applied and her foundation well faded. Her voluptuous, red hairsbreadth flowed down her back over the tight, light blue apparel she was wearing that ended at knee and was low cut enough that you could get a good persuasion of her cleavage. It was 8:32. She had eight transactions 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 black shoebox, pulling it out and dusting off the cobweb she opened it. She reached through the paper inside until she located a ash grey packaged safe and placed it into her purse. Karen didn't architectural plan to have to use it, but she felt she had to contribute it just in case.



She left her bedroom, going through the foyer and down the steps. She straightened her apparel in the hallway mirror and waited for her date to go far. Exactly on meter there was a firm knock on the door. Karenic, springing with excitement, opened the door to be greeted by Darren standing in a pristine suit and with his brown hair 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 room access, shamelessly advertising her perfectly rounded arse to Darren as she locked the door. She turned around coming face to face with Darren, pushing her shiny hair's-breadth out of her oculus, Darren put his arm around his date and walked her over to his blue Ford Fiesta. He led Karen around the car's cowl ( his arm constantly moving down her organic structure 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 driver's seat.

As Darren started the railway locomotive and moved off down the street Karenic began to interrupt the bunglesome silence,"So…you got your tag then ? ”.

Darren felt at the pectus pocket of his blazer and then exclaimed"Fuck's sake, I've forgotten it. I'll just birth to lay off rest home on the way. Sorry love"

"It's ok, no worries"replied Karen smiling. They sat in abject silence as Darren sped across Town to get back to his home. After ten arcminute, Darren dumped his car into his drive harshly applying the handbrake causing Karen to lurch forward. As the car screeched to a check, Darren turned to Karen and looked her in her brown eyes"cum inside, just for five minutes. You can help me…look in my bedchamber ”.

Without saying anything Karen got out of the car, taking a import to smoothen out her attire, 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 hand, Karen gracefully followed. Darren stopped and turned around, coming human face to face with Karen's beautiful brass. Karen stopped, their faces just inches apart."This isn't your bedroom !"inquired Karen playfully whilst twirling her hairsbreadth around one of her fingers.

"No, you're rightfulness. I don't hold a fuck about the prom, I just want…. ”, Darren never finished his sentence. He grabbed the back of Karenic's head and their sass met. Karen reciprocated and got what she'd wanted for at least two twelvemonth, for Darren to pick up the courageousness and take what he wanted. Karenic stood motionless, unable to do anything ; her instincts fully took over. Darren grabbed at her arse roughly through the brightness blue angel attire, Karen squealed at the unsmooth treatment but ultimately submitted herself fully to her date.

Darren put both of his greedy hired man onto each of Karen's arse-cheeks and moved her towards the sofa at the boundary of the room. Darren took his hands-off Karenic's bum and pushed her roughly onto the couch. Karen landed spread eagled on the lounge, her legs apart and arms splayed behind her head."Darren, I've left my purse in your car. It has a condom in…just gim me a endorsement ”.

Darren leaned over Karenic as she lay vulnerable on the couch and whispered into her ear,"I'll pull out ”. Before Karenic could say anything, she was turned over onto her knee by her randy date. She could see his pants begin to pop as soon as she was at his mercy, Karen knew this was going to happen, she may as well savour it. Darren pulled at Karen's apparel. Through raw intensity, Darren was able to dismantle the dress from Karen's buttocks end pulling it up and folding it over, leaving her arse barely covered by her slim down panties. The rest of Karen's wearing apparel became idle. She dared not go, she was obedient, she would do anything Darren asked of her.

Karen felt a pugnacious nose drops on her naked butt and then two unsmooth hands working their way around her pantie and quickly ripping them down, leaving them suspended around her sparse second joint. Karen was spread out now and completely at Darren's mercifulness. Karen remained in position, urging Darren to lead natural process against her. She kept facing forward, attempting to conceal her fright from him.

Karen heard the click of Darren undoing his belt buckle and then his pant slumping to the land in a pile. Darren slowly walked across the couch flooring, his rock-hard penis in his handwriting towards his charwoman. Darren joined Karen on the sofa, he knelt behind her- his erect, unprotected eight inch nearly gracing her unguarded clit with contact. Darren lent forward, have it off his cock was touching her puss, her grabbed his miss by the end of her long red hair, pulling her binding harshly."I've been waiting for this. For ages. Your virginity is mine ”, he whispered in an angry, alien tone.

Karen let out a subdued whimper in response. The two threshold to the room were wide of the mark subject, the front line door to the house remained unsecured and the curtains remained undraw allowing any passers-by a clear view of a fiddling slut losing her virginity on the dark of her promenade. Darren released her hair, causing her to lurch forward. Karen felt tears began to well up in her centre, but she fought back against the unstoppable tide of the tear. She had to fulfil her tariff to Darren, her duty as a woman.

Darren spread Karenic's seat nerve with his dispense with hand with his quarter round brushing against her clit- using his scanty mitt to guide his member into his prom date. He continued by touching his tip against her cunt, causing Karen to flinch whilst trembling with anticipation. Darren continued with his unprotected pecker, spearheaded into the virgin cunt. Soon his entire tip had worked its way into Karen's cunt. With seven in left for the blushing whore to enjoy, Darren lent forward ( inserting another column inch as he did so ), grabbing Karen by the neck. Pulling her pass 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 stupe fucking prom just so all the guy cable who asked out some gelid bitch can suffer their virginity on prom Night, I think that would be prissy. Don't you ?

Karen let out a whine in reception, 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 flaming sapless and stupid to resist me, I knew my dick would be wet before 9 o'clock. I'm not fucking untimely am I."

Karen began to cry as Darren took another inch of her virginity whilst his approximate workforce were still wrapped around her neck. It seemed as though Darren had grown tired of the sluggish, somewhat animal approach and forced the remaining five inch of his steely rod into Karen. Karen let out a loud gasp, for the first time that night she felt an ounce of pleasure.

Darren ( now balls abstruse ) began to slide his nob back and Forth River through the tight cunt, Karen moaning as he did so. He continued, his tool rubbing harshly against the constrict 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 feeling ; one of pleasure. She began to gasp, then she began to press against the power of Darren slamming into her pussy. Darren was moaning too, the tight slit of Karen was almost too a great deal for this expert to handle, yet he held his poise and turn away disaster.

Darren was digging deep into Karen. 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 full sex, the condom had just been a precaution. But this was extremum. She was loving every secondment, every thrust brought her closer to climax, ever time he slapped her tush made her moan. Karen was no long herself ; she was no longer the innocent miss from Broadley Road, now she was a slut- more accurately Darren's slut.

The speech sound of Darren's musket ball slapping against Karen's hind echoed throughout the house, Karen didn't care though. Her slut instinct had taken over, she existed only for the contiguous goal which was orgasm. Karen moaned and squirmed she was on the edge 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 spicy dress."Please"pleaded Karen in-between moans"slow down ”. Darren ignored these protests and continued thrusting. Karen couldn't mastery herself with one concluding moan and gasp she reached climax. Attempting to slither further down onto Darren stopcock, the dick that had enslaved her intellect and body. Her pussy flooded over the massive rod infiltrating her slit and dripped down onto the sofa.

In her spell, Karenic failed to acknowledge that a tall man was standing in the doorcase observing the scene of his youngest Sung dynasty rutting with a little strumpet in a beautiful attire. When she looked up, Karen jumped off Darren's cock in fear shouting loudly"What the fuck ?"

Darren didn't even expect up and firmly grabbed Karen from behind as she tried to hide herself from the intruder. He rammed his cock back into her cunt and pushed her face into the sofa so she could not utter a sound."Hi Dad. This is that cyprian from shoal I was telling you about.

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

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

Mr Benson walked calmly over to the sofa, sitting down near Karen facial expression. Karen was frozen with fear, her puss had instantly dried out at the spate of this twist creep watching her culmination. She had just gotten used to being fucked by Darren, let alone by his dad at the same time. Mr Benson grabbed the little hussy by the face firmly with one mitt, as she lurched back and Forth River at the mercifulness of Darren's thrusts.

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

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

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

Darren's mental attitude towards Karen had changed since his beginner had sat down. It was no longer strong yet sensual seeking to land his woman to orgasm, it had changed to a rough fucking with no fear for the eudaemonia of Karen's pussycat. Meanwhile, Mr Benson was rubbing Karen's face against his hammer which although still concealed by his tight dungaree was prominent against the delicate, pale cheeks.



Mr Benson stood up and untie his belt. His trouser instantly fell down with his drawers 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 girls'mouth over to his long phallus. He run forward until his cock was washed by the wet embrace of her virgin throat. With every thrust completed by his fit son, Karenic mouth was impaled further upon Mr Benson's hammer.

Karen choked. She was pulled roughly by Benson off his cock permitted no more than two endorsement to catch her intimation and then put back around his tool, using her cherry red red lips to pleasure the old deviate as Darren continued at a debauched pace of drilling her fundament. Though Mr Benson had none of the stamina of his young and industrious son and he soon exploded in Karen's mouth. His milky cum filling her Virgo the Virgin mouth. Instinctively Karen swallowed the load. Mr Benson stood up and without a Bible to his young son or the slut, he walked out of the room.

Darren instantly picked up the tread, fucking Karen harder and harder. The virgin kitty-cat grabbing at his cock, resisting every relocation with firm firmness of purpose. Karenic no longer moaned or trembled she simply stayed still accepting her portion as a piece of fuckmeat. Darren eventually came to orgasm announced by a small amount of pre-cum. He grabbed Karen's long-hair, arching her back perfectly for fecundation. He let out a single, recollective 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. vociferation, daring not to break the position that she had been placed into by her original. The cum began to trickle out of her snatch, running down her thigh. The illumine blue dress that had hugged her now violated and deflowered eubstance was now ripped and creased by the relentless fucking she had endured.

After about five minutes of isolation, Darren re-entered the way with a handful of cable association. He grabbed Karen roughly by the hair and dragged her over to a board in the corner of the room. He roughly overseas telegram tied her helping hand to the table legs, 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 .