On a belatedly Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a powder store when she heard the front door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly obscure 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 support elbow room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat 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 find your quotation placard, '' Ian shouted back.

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would have been perfectly well-chosen to labor. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your early young man texted. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to hail. Maybe she could help them reconcile. If they really did collapse up, it would not just be Janet who would give to leave the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his paw, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No Sooner had the door to her room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to take heed to music on her telephone set to drown it out. Once she had turned up the book plenty to constitute certainly she could pick up none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her meter reading. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however finger the exercising weight of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not trouble oneself looking at them. She wanted to be petty larceny and ignore them for as long as possible.

A large bridge player touching her butt end revealed that the somebody in doubt was Ian and not her mother. He did that from meter to meter, 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 reasons he and her mother 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 learn him. `` I don't want you to think less off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some sentence apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm sort of past wanting her rachis at this point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't care less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to brush off his presence while listening to her blaring euphony. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm willing to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new topographic point by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is to a greater extent than carnival. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to react. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the song on her telephone set. He tapped her keister twice more and even gave it a slightly hard knock ; still no answer. Annoyed he decided to beleaguer her a piddling. He pulled on her trunks, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another smack to the butt almost made her yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not project to drop off this game. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to keep open spanking her.

After another three smacking, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her scanty. She stifled a pant as he tickled her slight making love handgrip. Her crotch felt cold when he slid her step-in down to her thighs. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Saame time he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another smacking and she was almost ready to throw in.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though ; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her unit of ammunition butt end cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her straits and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each smack, forgetting that she could probably get him to stop if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast forgetting why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girl 's daughter 's ass bounciness and shake with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better fig than her mom. While Janet was on the scraggy side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her dress always looked tight around the chest and second joint sphere. Her plump ramification clung together perfectly to obscure 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 show him her private space. When he thought about it too much, he acted on inherent aptitude. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hired man between her legs and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare genitalia. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a bloodline. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her mind and pushed her face into the bed to stifle her screams. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposite word, trying to work his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slide inside. It was a foreign hotshot she did not fuck how to oppose to. His finger were larger than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too a great deal. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin anatomy that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her heart rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A chill went through her body, making her looking like a Pisces the Fishes flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee into the small of her back to hold her pinned when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her look and gasped for air. The position she was in finger even foreign due to the fact that trashy euphony was still blaring in her ears. She actually had yet to see or find out Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the home to rape her while the adults fought with each early 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 digit deeper into her. He felt he needed to maintain the estimate that this was justified punishment. If he let up too much she might try laborious to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeak was much to a greater extent solve. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiac way, moaning in slight pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of wonder. 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 regard. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would ingest left Janet a tenacious time 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 dissimilar mortal. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to handle her as a intimate object. He wanted to storm that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his upheaval. Just because he was leaving Janet did not signify he had to cut this marvellous female child out of his animation. He could relieve oneself her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a thin complaint 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 realize that her soft voice only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would let to watch her grow up and get a boyfriend. 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 fingers moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to sense him. Worse than just using her consistence, 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 girl for class was now taking it all back with interest.

For the following ten minute she just laid there in agony, both genial 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 thighs. There was a apathy she felt whenever his fingers brushed the slope of her canal.

She was storm when he bundled up her hair's-breadth and used it to wrick her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing mortal whose finger were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a flood, liquid state gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was convention. She felt rancour. He had slept with respective woman, her female parent included. This was her first clock time. He should be treating her extra, not making her feel like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not tell ; either way, she fell onto her back the moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her face was completely red and her center were filled with tears. Her bangs were soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. She was aware that her panties were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt sticky and constringe. Her legs detriment from not being able to circularize apart. She wished he would just postulate off her step-in 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 pain in the ass as he undid the breast clasp. Her gravid bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her weapon system in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were boastfully and her ring of color were, in her feeling, too dark. risky yet, her mamilla were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her side to calculate when something wet enveloped one of her mammilla. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to cipher about her own organic structure and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not realize that having her nipple touched and in this character licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her affect her bridge player to her snatch. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to attend like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to drive his fingers into her, pulling her finger's breadth with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more tear spilled down her look, creating gabardine agate line atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely despairing. For a minute his fatherlike instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a import. With his early hand he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally listen me ? '' he asked in botheration. `` What do you mean, bar ? Maybe you don't understand your site yet. I kicked your cyprian of a female parent out. No money, zippo. Unless she can hitchhike back to her phratry place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you require to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her nous. `` That 's right. You 'd rather appease in your nice ardent bed tonight. Unfortunately rent isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't want that adulteress anymore. Do you roll in the hay what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to bide in this family, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him suffer sex with her. Her first mentation 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 schooltime again.

taking advantage of her astonied disposition, Ian lifted one of his stage over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making indisputable to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her center as her breathing became operose. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely concentrate on anything. The one opinion going through her head was that soon it would be something else interior of her rather than his finger. If their size was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

Eventually her curiosity got the advantageously of her. She looked down at his shank where he was straddling her. The protrusion in his gasp was quite large. He was wearing a squeamish pair of trouser in anticipation of date Night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts 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 altogether dead body. She did not get it on why and found it almost funny. It took some campaign not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hired hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairs of his chest brushed against her erect nipple making her moan. He liked the speech sound and dug his fingerbreadth deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default response to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her canal stretched by his great digit and wanted to make her look even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best option would be to get him to festinate up. She freed her deal from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his pant. 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 eager, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to perspective himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the head of his putz brushing against the outside of her bitch. Just knowing it was something entirely unlike than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the opening to tease her more before he finally started to push in.

Her middle began to water from the pain immediately. She threw her head back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her face and bit the spinal column of her own radiocarpal joint in an attempt to exclude herself up. Ian had one hand on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` Good girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to hook herself off of him. He thrust forward to restrain himself inside of her. Her head teacher fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedframe. Her eyes spun in her head as the pain of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could opine about was how horrible sex must be for woman. In what little pornography she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the hapless fille. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling repugnant matter. Why did men like it so much when the charwoman obviously did not enjoy it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to prevail the woman.

For some reason the memory of her best friend 's get-go young man came to listen. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted nothing but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how a lot it must have hurt Sarah at the meter, Lacey was definitely convince that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could stuff his peter inside of her. Men caring about women was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to fuck her like this the day her female parent first introduced them. He must deliver put up with Janet for old age just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard poke from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent intellection. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could speak. `` shtup, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a moment. A intemperate slap to her face followed. `` Watch your linguistic process young lady. I may be fucking you like a cleaning lady 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 genitals met. Shiny business of liquid were running up into the whisker above her cunt and making them glint. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would actualise that nothing he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would savour this even though he knew it was unacceptable. By no means was he going to end though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her case again, leaving a red hand print. `` What the fucking ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to screw a girl roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of track 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 nipples into his mouth.

She moaned at first of all but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his teeth into it. `` Son of a beef ! '' she screamed in infliction. He thrust into her cunt harder as penalisation for swearing. `` Please…. plosive consonant, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' Rather than answering, Ian grabbed her former teat and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to make it speculative ! '' she shrieked.

With his foot, Ian pushed her panties down the relaxation of the way so her legs could finally strike open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knees were being pressed into her dresser every sentence he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to turn away like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her limb between her human knee and pushed her wooden leg back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could labour her articulatio talocruralis behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her leg were there to stay, he returned his tending to her chest. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipples at the same time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this time. It was Sir Thomas More of a ratification than a complaint. Her heart were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her breasts, leaving red streaks. `` Look Mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so hard, '' Lacey refused to admit to being in hurting. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The side of her face was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a little hard to keep her right eye undefended as her brass was starting to swell.

When he did not proceed his hand from her face, she turned her chief slightly and opened her mouth. She let his finger's breadth trace her sassing a few meter before she started to lick and suck them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as penalization. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouthpiece. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the binding of her throat.

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

Thrusting into her twat again, he slid her further off the bed. At the same time he leaned back, putting some of his weightiness into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb pressure against her asshole. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to jerk as the sensation filled her stomach. She felt it all the way up her intestines. `` God, I think I 'm gon na throw up, '' she groaned while grabbing her abdomen. With his other hand Ian pressed down atop her manus, putting free weight on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually contrive up though. `` Come on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels uncanny, '' she began to tantalise him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your dick in my butt it would hurt Sir Thomas More. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a immature girl 's asshole ? ``

Another slap to the face. `` It 's so dull it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might founder my nozzle. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so much, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her head. She winced in pain as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his cock out of her cunt, leaving a rebuff lead of bloodline from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her nominal head. He had to pull on her ankle joint to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his cock entered her cunt again.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her circle rear end filled the way. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got bored of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full of her hair's-breadth and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you delight fucking denuded girls ? ``

Ian was in no billet to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` Stop, it 's gon na get out ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to prove he did not wish. `` I 'm not gon na have any osseous tissue left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag doll at this pace. ``

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

She used her knees to arise her ass off the bed and push 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 much. Your cock is so big interior 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 cum. I could get significant. You could cause a kid of your own. You don't want to suffer your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same meter he thrust again. `` That 's right wing, '' she gasped. `` open me my initiative taste of cum. ca-ca me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking mammy 's place. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can screw me any time you want, just don't offend 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 nous, pressing her mouth over his hammer. She squealed when she felt affectionate liquid state hitting the back of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her pass down until her side was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his deal. He finally released her. She pulled her pass up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't know me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her chest revolt and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go hold a exhibitioner. '' She began to fawn toward the edge of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can link me. I 'll bend 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 meat. I know my piazza now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to keep my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold behind eyes.

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

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

Ian slowly removed his custody from her waist and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to pertain her toes he got a full view of her hemorrhage puss, the red hand mark on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow all right. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to encounter next, it was not a topic of forgiveness. There was no way thing could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to live with her new office as a hole for his lust. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .