On a tardily Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a powder magazine when she heard the social movement room access slam. Checking her clock she was slightly fox 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 care and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coating she opened her mouth 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 ascertain your credit card, '' Ian shouted back.

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would have been perfectly happy to drive. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your earpiece when your other boyfriend texted. ``

'' Don't anticipate him that. We aren't even serious, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to defend herself. She was not doing a honorable job of it.

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

'' I wasn't really aware that we were exclusive, '' Janet made another excuse.

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

'' You just love to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your house because your mother died and left it to you. Just postponement until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal foothold. ``

'' If we 're even still together, '' Ian scoffed.

Janet looked bloodless with anger. `` Sweetie, you don't want to hear all this. Just go back up the stairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for substantiation. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to come. Maybe she could help oneself them submit. If they really did bankrupt up, it would not just be Janet who would have to leave the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his manus, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No sooner had the door to her room shut than the cheering started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to medicine on her phone to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to make sure enough she could hear none of the cheering, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however feel 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 petty and ignore them for as long as possible.

A bombastic hand touching her rump revealed that the person in doubt 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 mind as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the main understanding he and her female parent got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how loud her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could get a line him. `` I don't want you to intend less off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some meter apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm kind of past wanting her backrest at this point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't charge less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of track, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to brush aside his presence while listening to her din music. `` I don't want to be inordinate, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm willing to let just you stay until summertime. If your mom has found a new situation by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is more than fair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to answer. She simply kicked her human foot and hummed along to the Song on her phone. He tapped her nates twice more and even gave it a slightly intemperate whack ; still no reception. Annoyed he decided to tease her a small. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her branch and exposing her heart print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another smack to the ass almost made her yelp. By now she was rummy to what he wanted but she did not plan to lose this game. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her rear end at him, daring him to preserve spanking her.

After another three smacking, 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 slight beloved handles. Her crotch felt cold when he slid her panty down to her thighs. She wiggled her tush as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Sami time he slapped her bare ass, loud and arduous. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to have in.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though ; he was simply punishing her impudence. He slapped each of her daily round butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her oculus rolled back in her headspring and she dropped her cartridge clip. She jolted and squealed with each smack, forgetting that she could probably get him to terminate if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast forget 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 side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the dresser and thigh arena. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to hide her crotch from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and depict him her secret lieu. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her peg and pressed the tips of his finger against her bare genital organ. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a stock. Lacey opened her oral fissure and screamed for her mother. Acting before thought, Ian put his bridge player on the back of her question and pushed her grimace into the bed to stifle her shrieking. As she began to skin, trying to inch herself away from his invading digit, he reacted in the opponent, trying to work his finger further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them steal inside. It was a foreign wiz she did not know how to react to. His finger were larger than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the tenuous physique that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her middle rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her body, making her look like a fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his human knee into the humble of her backrest to go on her pinned when he finally removed his handwriting from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The post she was in felt even foreign due to the fact that loud music was still blaring in her ears. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the firm to rape her while the grownup fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her head though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his finger deeper into her. He felt he needed to asseverate the musical theme that this was rationalise penalization. If he let up too much she might try harder to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeak was much to a greater extent clear. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiac way, moaning in slight pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of esteem. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an lovely child who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would take him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would give left Janet a long sentence 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 person. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to do by her as a intimate object. He wanted to force that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not imply he had to cut this grand little girl out of his life. He could wee-wee her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a little ailment as he stroked her hair. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not see that her diffuse voice only egged him on. He wanted to learn her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to watch her grow up and get a beau. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fear. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his finger's breadth moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. Worse than just using her dead body, he wanted to make her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken care of her and treated her like a daughter for days was now taking it all back with interest.

For the next ten bit she just laid there in agony, both mental and physical, 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 sense liquid seeping down her second joint. There was a numbness she felt whenever his fingers brushed the position of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair's-breadth and used it to rick her head sideways. He pressed his back talk to hers and forced his tongue past her dentition. Her middle focused enough for her to appear at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing individual whose fingers were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a flood, liquid state gushed out between her peg, 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 mother included. This was her first sentence. He should be treating her particular, not making her flavour like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not distinguish ; either way, she fell onto her back the moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her expression was completely red and her eye were filled with rent. Her bangs were soaked with sweat and sticking to her os frontale. She was cognisant that her pantie were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt faulty about still wearing them. If she was fully nude it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt gluey and constricted. Her legs damage from not being able to circularise apart. She wished he would just take on 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 clench. Her vauntingly flop sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were magnanimous and her areolas were, in her opinion, too drear. tough yet, her nipples were quite obviously vertical. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

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

Ian smiled when he saw her motivate her hand to her twat. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to expect like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to bear on his finger into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` period ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her face, creating Edward D. White line of products atop the red.

Ian did quit. She sounded extremely desperate. For a mo his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a second. With his former script he ripped her earphone off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in bother. `` What do you have in mind, stop ? Maybe you don't sympathize your berth yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her folks place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you need to end up like her ? ``

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

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this sign of the zodiac, she was going to have to pay tear by letting him have 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 school day again.

Taking advantage of her stunned inclination, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any probability she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making certain to scrape her rampart excessively. She averted her middle as her breathing became gravid. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely rivet on anything. The one idea going through her headland was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his fingerbreadth. If their sizing was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

Eventually her curiosity got the salutary of her. She looked down at his shank where he was straddling her. The bulge in his trouser was quite large. He was wearing a decent duad of trousers in anticipation of date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his drive had gone to waste. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her stomach, jostling her completely trunk. She did not know why and found it almost funny. It took some campaign not to giggle. Eventually he undid the clit on his blouse with one hired hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairsbreadth of his thorax brushed against her raise nipples making her groan. He liked the sound and dug his fingers deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her canal stretched by his tumid fingers and wanted to make her smell even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best option would be to get him to travel rapidly up. She freed her paw from his finger and grabbed the bump in his pants. He was definitely surprise. She unzipped him and let his cock spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you tidal bore, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to position himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the fountainhead of his peter brush against the outside of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his finger made it exotic. He moved it all around the opening to rag her more before he finally started to push in.

Her middle began to urine from the pain immediately. She threw her promontory back and clenched her teeth. A low growling grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her cheek and bit the back of her own wrist in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` effective girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to go up herself off of him. He thrust forward to preserve himself inside of her. Her header fell off the border of the mattress and bumped the incline of the bedstead. Her middle spun in her head as the pain of three affair encompassed her at once.

All she could think about was how horrifying sex must be for women. In what little porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor lady friend. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene things. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not relish it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to overshadow the woman.

For some reason the memory of her adept Friend 's starting time boyfriend came to listen. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted cypher but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how much it must have hurt Sarah at the prison term, Lacey was definitely convinced that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his hawkshaw inside of her. Men caring about womanhood was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to fuck her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must accept put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard thrust from Ian brought Lacey back from her tongue-tied persuasion. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could speak. `` screw, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a import. A hard slap to her aspect followed. `` observe your language Whitney Young noblewoman. I may be fucking you like a cleaning 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 chest and belly and the place where their crotches met. Shiny lines 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 revel this even though he knew it was impossible. By no means was he going to stop over though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her face again, leaving a red hand print. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

She moaned at first but suddenly began to call when he sunk his teeth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her cunt harder as penalisation for swearing. `` Please…. occlusion, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' Rather than answering, Ian grabbed her early mammilla and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to puddle it worse ! '' she shrieked.

With his base, Ian pushed her scanty down the rest of the way so her stage could finally fall open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knee joint were being pressed into her breast every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to bend like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her weapons system between her knees and pushed her branch back even further than her chest of drawers. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could crowd her ankles behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible little girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her wooden leg were there to stay on, he returned his attention to her tit. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her teat at the Same fourth dimension. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this prison term. It was to a greater extent of a confirmation than a complaint. Her optic were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her tit, leaving red run. `` flavour Mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so hard, '' Lacey refused to allow to being in pain. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The side of her facial expression was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a picayune intemperate to keep her right on eye open as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not prompt his bridge player from her face, she turned her head slightly and opened her mouth. She let his fingers trace her rim 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 glossa and twisted it as penalisation. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as serious she could. He pushed his ovolo further into her rima oris. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the backrest of her throat.

She began to cough and eat up. The bulwark of her throat massaged his ovolo. She felt like she had a lump in her pharynx. He scrapped the sides of her mouth as he pulled his thumb out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could speak again.

poke into her cunt again, he slid her boost 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 ramification. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb pressing against her asshole. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her shit. Her puff up eye began to twitch as the sentience filled her stomach. She felt it all the way up her bowel. `` God, I think I 'm gon na fuddle up, '' she groaned while grabbing her stomach. With his early hand Ian pressed down atop her script, putting system of weights on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually throw up though. `` Come on, this doesn't distress ; it just feels Weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your dick in my behind it would suffer more. Would you like that ? Do you desire to have it off a Edward Young girl 's asshole ? ``

Another slap to the face. `` It 's so numb it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might better my olfactory organ. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so a lot, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her caput. She winced in bother as they returned to their formula military position. He then pulled his cock out of her snatch, leaving a slight trail of lineage from her Hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to pull in on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her expression was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his tool entered her cunt again.

The sound of his thigh slapping against her beat laughingstock filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got world-weary of her not reacting, he grabbed a clenched fist total of her hair and lifted her question up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking bald girls ? ``

Ian was in no emplacement to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` halt, it 's gon na break dance ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to evidence he did not care. `` I 'm not gon na have any castanets left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag wench at this rate. ``

He moved his grip to her wrist and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't break my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually break me there 's no going back. Is this what you wanted ? Was this always your program for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient adulteress to fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her knees to countermand her ass off the bed and knife 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 practically. Your cock 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. Fill my underage womb with your semen. I could get pregnant. You could suffer a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her radiocarpal joint but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same time he thrust again. `` That 's rightfulness, '' she gasped. `` open me my first taste of cum. attain me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking Mommy 's place. I 'm you 're girl now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to train me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can sleep with 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 head, pressing her lip over his putz. She squealed when she felt lovesome liquid hitting the back 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 heading down until her face was red from deficiency of breathing. She slapped his arm a few meter before resorting to digging her fingernails into his deal. He finally released her. She pulled her principal up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't make love me if I 'm stagnant, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her bureau uprising and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go take a shower. '' She began to creep toward the boundary of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the shank and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can join me. I 'll stoop 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 essence. I know my place now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to go on my Worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold stern eyes.

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

'' Then what did you desire ? You wanted an easy fuck, right ? If that 's not true, we can talk about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can intend about it. Right now, I just want to shower. testament you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his mitt from her shank and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscle. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a wide position of her hemorrhage cunt, the red hand mark on her ass, and her slightly egotistical anus. He really did a phone number on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a topic of pardon. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be leave to have her new office as a hole for his lust. He definitely had no program of letting her go .