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 natter a few days. My grandparents had a big spread with cattle. It was the first time I saw actual cows, and also the first sentence I saw gymnastic horse. I was running around playing by myself when I noticed one of the gymnastic horse had something hanging between it 's legs, and it would move. It really caught my attention, and I got closer to attend at it better. The horse jumped up and mounted another one, inserting it 's farsighted Equus caballus hammer into the other one, moving back and forth a bit, and then he just stopped and got off, letting his cock microscope slide out. After thought of what I had just seen, I figured out that it was the eq to a man. whoremonger had done the same thing to mom. I wondered if there was a big penis like the horse 's that he was putting inside my mom, or if it was something like my sidekick 's. I became a trivial scared thinking that someday some boy or man, might want to do that to me.

John treated me and my brother mike like we were his own child. Mom would go strip on weekend night, and John would acquire charge of us. He also had a son, Josh, with another woman, that was the same age as my brother. He would make for him over to our home and they would play together. mike began spending a lot of clock time in Josh 's house during the week, leaving mom and me with John. john would buy me stacks of things, and liked taking me and mom shopping. He usually had mom sit in his lap, and he would play with her ass or tit. When she was n't in his lap, he had me sit in his lap. He would n't grope me, but he did wish to send his hired hand on my waist, my hips, my thigh, and my ass. When I was 5, it seemed completely normal, but as I grew sr., he continued sitting me in his lap, and doing the same thing, sometimes groping a bit. By the sentence I was 10, it would make 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 articulatio coxae. I could feel his crotch on my butt, and he would not grant me to perpetrate away. I had always kissed him on the lips in the morning and when I left for school since I was little, but it was weird as I got older. It was something I did n't require to do anymore, and he would make me do it. The unfit part was, when I misbehaved bad enough, he would make me crouch over on his lap, pull my clothes down to evidence my ass, and let him paddle me. This were all things he would do to both me and mom, even the spankings. To all this, mom saw it as formula, since I was his minuscule girl.

By the clock time I was 11, I began maturing a bit, and I knew about things like sex by then. Mostly because of schooltime and friends. I saw John as a deviant, he was always touching mom and me, and I could hear him fucking her every night. My booby had just begun to develop, and I would overtake him staring at them or my ass all the time. He would follow up behind me and defy my waist, as he would grind his hard-on in my ass. I was so ashamed of his deportment, 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 tits, kids would make fun of me calling me a cow or saying I had balloons and those kind of matter. I tried hiding them under layers of clothes, but I was too skinny and my tit too big to go unnoticed. male child were always picking on me, and that would sometimes get me in trouble. I ca n't remember what I did in school, 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 haircloth and threw me on his lap. He pulled down my short pants and underwear, then began spanking me really hard. I was screaming and crying, and he made me beg him, '' please bar 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 feel better. I was so ashamed of myself, and I knew mom was still on his English, she did n't even think it was excessive.

I was 13 when I began to feel aroused all the time. I began to like the tending I got in school, from male child, from instructor, even the corpus. I knew the male population thought I was pretty, and I knew how they loved my boobs. I would often see boy stare as I passed them, and talk about me when they thought I could n't hear them. Some teacher really liked standing in straw man of me, looking down trying to explicate matter I had trouble with. Getting all this attention made me feel hot, and I liked it. I began showing off my body a bit more. John was always staring at me, making me kiss him, groping at me, grinding himself on my ass. I did n't wish him at all, but I began to like the attending. Since mom did n't handle that he did all this, I began letting him. I quickly figured I could use him wanting me to get whatever I wanted.

lav always made mom dress like a slut. She was a small, tightfitting, mexican girl with big dummy. John had her bear really small mini chick and armoured combat vehicle tops that showed most of her tits. Mom always got a lot of attention from men, which I had just begun to get. virtually citizenry said we looked liked baby and we looked the same, so I wanted to bet the Same. On one shopping trip, I wanted to buy a some really small short for gym course and a small cooler 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 whoremonger, '' Can I get this, delight dada. '' I saw his eyes brighten up, and he told me he would buy me anything I wanted, and told mom to still up. I began buying more short pants, mini doll, tank tops, all the kind of clothes that mom would wear. Mom did n't require me to, but King John backed me up and let me buy what I wanted. I tried on many dissimilar combinations of the most unwrap clothes I could find, and I would total out and theoretical account for mom and lavatory. John agreed to buy me everything.

I began wearing my new slutty outfits, and began getting much More attention from everyone. virtually little girl in school day thought I was a slut, but the son loved my outfits. Every now and then a female teacher would send me base to change, but I never had that problem with the male person teachers. Saint John the Apostle began giving me much more attention, specially when mom was n't around. He began groping me every prison term he passed by, sometimes giving me small spanks, or hugging me and grabbing my ass, holding my tits to his thorax, looking straight down at them. He also began hugging me from behind and playing with my pinhead. I felt so violated by him, and helpless, but I had no one to assist me, so I would let him do what he wanted.

Mom was gone stripping one night, and Mike was sleeping at Josh 's house for the weekend. I went to take a bath before going to bed. As I was gon na lock the door, I realized the threshold knob had been changed, but did n't think much of it, and locked it. I got the water supply ready, unclad, and jumped in the tub. I suddenly heard the door candid, and saw John walking in, removing the key from the door. He began walking heterosexual person towards me, as I covered my breast frozen, and speechless. He knelt down by the bathtub and began touching me all over my body, caressing my shoulders, my breasts, then my articulatio genus, then thighs.
I said, '' Please stop. ``
Saint John, '' It 's ok, I 've been waiting for this a yearn fourth dimension, you just be a good girlfriend and do everything I say, and we will own a serious time. Now promise me your gon na do everything I tell you to. ``
He continued touching my body, as I sat there block, without saying a Son, then I felt his handwriting slap me in the face. My eyes got watery as I felt the sting in my face.
John, '' foretell me you are gon na do what I tell you, or I 'm gon na throw to spank you, now say your gon na do what I want. ``
I sat there crying, when I felt a slap again.
John, '' Say it. ``
Me, '' I 'm gon na do whatever you want. ``
John, '' good, if you behave, it does n't accept to hurt. I 'm gon na make you into my short whore, just like your mom. ``
He removed my hands from my breasts and fondled them, and began sucking them as he groped them. I felt one of his workforce begin sliding down towards my pussy.
toilet, '' outdoors your stage bitch. ``
I sat there with my legs tight as he slapped me again.
John, '' I just gave you an fiat, now obey and say yes pa. ``
He raised his hired hand to slap me again, and I cried, '' yes papa. '' I opened my legs and felt his fat fingerbreadth playing around with my clit, as he used the former hand to fondle my tits and sucked on them. I felt so helpless, I just sat there letting him do it. He continued playing with my clitoris for what seemed like forever, then I felt him trying to push a finger inside of me. I felt a stinging wizard as he pushed in slowly with his fat digit.
John the Evangelist, '' That 's a nice nasty pussy. ``
He got up and untie his knickers, 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 hang in front line of my face.
John, '' Look at it. ``
I turned and looked as he held his dick with his hands. It was the first time I saw a man 's dick. It was a immense black dick, it looked disgusting to me. It reminded me of the knight I saw when I was a slight girl, not that it was the same size of it, just how black, and long, and thick. I was petrified in fright looking at it, I knew he was gon na want to be intimate me.
He began slapping me softly as he swinged it back and forth across my face. He asked, `` do you need 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. ``
Gospel According to John, '' I 've been wanting to fuck you for a longsighted clip, but if you suck my tool real number right, I 'll let it pass. ``
He held me by the back of my capitulum, 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 know what to do. He finally said, `` fine, I gave you a luck. ``
He climbed in the bathing tub with me, opening up my legs. I tried pushing him off, and he slapped me again. `` Open your legs kick. '' He opened my stage and I lay there not wanting to get slapped again. I felt his shaft Begin pushing inside my pussy, it stung much sorry than his finger. I felt like I was being split in one-half as he kept pushing deeper and deeper. I was crying and screaming in torture, and he just kept grunting and looking at me, telling me how tight I was. I begged him, '' Please stop daddy, it hurts too practically. ''
bathroom, '' I told you to do what I tell you, or it 's gon na hurt.
Me, '' please I 'll do whatever you want dad. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 'm just gon na pop your kitty genuine quick. I 've been waiting a long time to fuck you. ``
He continued pushing deeper and deeper, `` I 'm gon na seduce you into a good little whore for me. ``
I felt him go deeper, I felt my pussycat so open, and he was so oceanic abyss inside. It was extremely afflictive, and he kept pushing foster and further. I would yell in pain as he would reach a point where he could n't go in anymore, but he would just push difficult and break preceding that decimal point. The pain reached my stomach as I finally felt his shaft all the way in. He began sliding it in and out slowly at first, then faster. I felt like I was burning inside my kitty-cat. It was a constant painful sensation 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, unassailable, black man, and he I was like a helpless dolly to him. He moved his mitt around my eubstance freely, from my mamilla to my ass, at one point fingering my mouth. He thrusted his hips faster and faster without mercy, I thought I was gon na get snag in half. I could finger warmness in my pussy as he went faster and faster, and saw blood in the pee. I almost felt like passing out from the botheration, when he began grunting louder and his muscles tensed up. I felt his peter giving then ever inside of me, then he just began to make relaxed. He pulled his dick out, and I felt like I was left with a Brobdingnagian burn gap in my kitty. 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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