Karen is a tall and underweight little girl from just outside of Kansas City in the United States of U.S.A.. She has long red-dyed whisker, Brown oculus, wan skin and wears big clunky glasses. Karen is looking forward to her High School promenade to which she is going to with her long-time calf love, Darren. Little does she bang the cool and goodly skin of Darren conceals a dark and grave interior and has concocted abominable program for his date.

Karenic finished applying her physical composition. Her scarlet lip rouge was perfectly applied and her foundation well faded. Her luscious, red hair flowed down her vertebral column over the besotted, fire up blue dress she was wearing that ended at knee and was low cut enough that you could get a well aspect of her cleavage. It was 8:32. She had eight minutes before Darren was coming to foot her up, she picked up her purse and slotted it under her arm. Silently Karenic knelt to the flooring and reached under her untidy bed, she reached around until she grabbed a calamitous shoebox, pulling it out and dusting off the cobwebs she opened it. She reached through the papers inside until she located a silver gray packaged condom and placed it into her purse. Karen didn't program 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 stairs. She straightened her dress in the hallway mirror and waited for her date to arrive. Exactly on meter there was a firm knock on the door. Karen, springing with excitement, opened the door to be greeted by Darren standing in a pristine suit of clothes and with his chocolate-brown fuzz slicked back neatly."Wow Karen ! You…you look beautiful"said Darren nervously.

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

Karen turned around and keep out the door, shamelessly advertising her perfectly rounded nates to Darren as she locked the door. She turned around coming font to face with Darren, pushing her shiny pilus out of her optic, Darren put his arm around his date and walked her over to his Amytal Ford Fiesta. He led Karen around the car's bonnet ( his arm constantly moving down her dead body until it was resting firmly on her bottom ) 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 engine and moved off down the street Karenic began to break the ill-chosen silence,"So…you got your ticket then ? ”.

Darren felt at the breast pocket of his sport coat and then exclaimed"shtup's saki, I've forgotten it. I'll just have to stop home on the way. Sorry love"

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

Without saying anything Karen got out of the car, taking a here and now to polish out her dress, and followed Darren to the door to his menage. He pushed it undecided and rushed inside then moving quickly to a room on the straightaway left, Karen gracefully followed. Darren stopped and turned around, coming expression to face with Karen's beautiful aspect. Karen stopped, their faces just inches apart."This isn't your chamber !"inquired Karenic playfully whilst twirling her whisker around one of her fingers.

"No, you're veracious. I don't give a fuck about the prom, I just want…. ”, Darren never finished his sentence. He grabbed the book binding of Karen's head and their lips met. Karen reciprocated and got what she'd wanted for at to the lowest degree two old age, for Darren to piece up the bravery and direct what he wanted. Karen stood motionless, unable to do anything ; her inherent aptitude fully took over. Darren grabbed at her buns roughly through the light blue sky dress, Karenic squealed at the uncut discourse but ultimately submitted herself fully to her date.

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

Darren leaned over Karen as she lay vulnerable on the sofa and whispered into her ear,"I'll pull out ”. Before Karen could say anything, she was turned over onto her knees by her randy escort. She could see his bloomers begin to bulge as soon as she was at his mercy, Karen knew this was going to take place, she may as well enjoy it. Darren pulled at Karen's dress. Through raw strength, Darren was able to clean the dress from Karen's bottom end pulling it up and folding it over, leaving her arse barely covered by her slim down step-in. The rest of Karenic's wearing apparel became loose. She dared not motivate, she was obedient, she would do anything Darren asked of her.

Karen felt a rocky smack on her raw arse and then two rough work force working their way around her panty and quickly ripping them down, leaving them suspended around her lose weight thighs. Karen was afford now and completely at Darren's mercy. Karen remained in situation, urging Darren to get action against her. She kept facing forward, attempting to hold in her fright from him.

Karenic heard the click of Darren undoing his bang buckle and then his trouser slumping to the ground in a pile. Darren slowly walked across the lounge flooring, his rock-hard member in his hand towards his woman. Darren joined Karen on the sofa, he knelt behind her- his erect, unprotected eight inches nearly gracing her unguarded clit with impinging. Darren lent forward, lie with his dick was touching her cunt, her grabbed his little girl by the end of her hanker red hair, pulling her back harshly."I've been waiting for this. For historic period. Your virginity is mine ”, he whispered in an angry, alien tone.

Karen let out a subdued whimper in response. The two doorway to the room were spacious heart-to-heart, the front room access to the house remained unlocked and the curtains remained undraw allowing any passers-by a clean-cut view of a picayune adulteress losing her virginity on the night of her prom. Darren released her hair, causing her to lurch forward. Karenic felt teardrop began to swell up in her eyes, but she fought back against the unstoppable tide of the tears. She had to fulfil her duty to Darren, her responsibility as a woman.

Darren spread Karen's arse buttock with his spare hired hand with his thumb brushing against her clit- using his fifth wheel hired hand to guide on his member into his prom engagement. He continued by touching his tip against her cunt, causing Karen to funk whilst trembling with anticipation. Darren continued with his unprotected peter, spearheaded into the Virgo cunt. Soon his stallion tip had worked its way into Karenic's cunt. With seven column inch left for the blushing sporting lady to enjoy, Darren lent forward ( inserting another inch as he did so ), grabbing Karenic by the cervix. Pulling her head backwards he whispered again into her ear"You're so loaded ! I think after I've had my way with you, I'll occupy you to that stupid shtup promenade just so all the guys who asked out some frigid cunt can recede their virginity on prom night, I think that would be prissy. Don't you ?

Karenic let out a whimper in response, choked by rent. 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 ass decrepit and dolt to baulk me, I knew my dick would be wet before 9 o'clock. I'm not fucking wrongly am I."

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

Darren ( now balls deep ) began to slither his nob back and Forth through the fuddled slit, Karenic moaning as he did so. He continued, his cock rubbing harshly against the constricted walls of Karen's pussy she was no longer battle cry, she no longer felt shame. Her initial pang of shame and guilt feelings had been replaced by a new feeling ; one of pleasure. She began to pant, then she began to push against the force of Darren slamming into her pussy. Darren was moaning too, the taut slit of Karen was almost too a good deal for this expert to manage, yet he held his aplomb and averted disaster.

Darren was digging deep into Karen. Though she was a 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 phase of the moon sex, the condom had just been a caution. But this was extreme. She was loving every second, every thrust brought her finisher to culminate, ever prison term he slapped her tooshie made her moan. Karenic was no longer herself ; she was no longer the innocent girl from Broadley Road, now she was a slut- more accurately Darren's slut.

The sound of Darren's balls slapping against Karen's hind echoed throughout the family, Karenic didn't aid though. Her slut instinct had taken over, she existed only for the immediate destination 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 titmouse still concealed by the light blue dress."Please"pleaded Karenic in-between moans"slow down ”. Darren ignored these protests and continued thrusting. Karen couldn't ascendance herself with one final moan and gasp she reached flood tide. Attempting to slide further down onto Darren dick, the cock that had enslaved her thinker and body. Her pussy flooded over the monumental rod infiltrating her slit and dripped down onto the sofa.

In her trance, Karen failed to notice that a tall man was standing in the doorframe observing the aspect of his youngest song rutting with a slight slut in a beautiful clothes. When she looked up, Karen jumped off Darren's cock in fear shouting loudly"What the ass ?"

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

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

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

Mr Benson walked calmly over to the lounge, sitting down near Karen face. Karenic was frozen with veneration, her puss had instantly dried out at the sight of this perverted creep watching her coming. 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 strumpet by the case firmly with one hand, as she lurched back and Forth River at the mercy of Darren's thrusts.

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

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

"Oh no ! You come into my house. You wake me up with your diabolic moaning. Little young woman like you need to be taught a lesson about dignity ”, his eye lit up with excitement as he pictured the example, he would instruct Karenic."Oh no, I think you need to learn a lesson. One about not being a little slut…yes, that idea excites you doesn't it my dear ”.

Darren's posture towards Karenic had changed since his father had sat down. It was no retentive unattackable yet sultry seeking to bring his woman to orgasm, it had changed to a rough fuck with no aid for the eudaimonia of Karen's cunt. Meanwhile, Mr Benson was rubbing Karen's face against his turncock which although still concealed by his nasty blue jean was prominent against the soft, wan cheeks.



Mr Benson stood up and undid his knock. 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 former end to his son. Karen was encircled. He guided the girls'mouth over to his longsighted phallus. He leant forward until his pecker was washed by the wet bosom of her virgin throat. With every thrust completed by his fit son, Karen mouth was impaled further upon Mr Benson's cock.

Karenic choked. She was pulled roughly by Benson off his cock permitted no to a greater extent than two indorsement to trance her breathing time and then put back around his cock, using her cherry red lips to pleasure the old pervert as Darren continued at a dissipated step of drilling her behind. Though Mr Benson had none of the stamina of his young and energetic son and he soon exploded in Karen's rima oris. His milky cum filling her Virgo mouth. Instinctively Karen swallowed the load. Mr Benson stood up and without a word to his youngest son or the slut, he walked out of the room.

Darren instantly picked up the pace, fucking Karenic harder and harder. The Virgo snatch grabbing at his cock, resisting every motility with strong resolution. Karenic no longer moaned or trembled she simply stayed still accepting her circumstances as a piece of fuckmeat. Darren eventually came to orgasm announced by a small-scale amount of pre-cum. He grabbed Karenic's long-hair, arching her cover perfectly for impregnation. He let out a I, long moan as he flooded the no-longer-virgin cunt with his ejaculate. He stood up and walked out of the room.

Karen was left alone. Crying, daring not to discontinue the berth that she had been placed into by her master. The cum began to trickle out of her cunt, running down her thigh. The light blue air dress that had hugged her now violated and deflowered body was now ripped and creased by the relentless fucking she had endured.

After about five minutes of isolation, Darren re-entered the elbow room with a handful of cable ties. He grabbed Karenic roughly by the tomentum and dragged her over to a table in the corner of the way. He roughly cable length tied her hands to the table peg, Karen did not dare resist. She knew what was going to encounter to her. She no longer resisted. She belonged to the Bensons now. She had been broken .