Karenic is a tall and skinny female child from just outside of Kansas City in the United Department of State of America. She has long red-dyed hair, brown oculus, pale skin and wears heavy clunky crank. Karen is looking forward to her high up School prom to which she is going to with her long-time calf love, Darren. Little does she sleep together the poise and goodly skin of Darren conceals a night and severe interior and has concocted horrific plans for his date.

Karen finished applying her makeup. Her cherry-red lipstick was perfectly applied and her foundation well faded. Her luscious, red hair flowed down her book binding over the tight, luminousness blue dress she was wearing that ended at knee and was low cut enough that you could get a salutary opinion of her cleavage. It was 8:32. She had eight proceedings before Darren was coming to beak her up, she picked up her purse and slotted it under her arm. Silently Karenic knelt to the story and reached under her untidy bed, she reached around until she grabbed a blackened shoebox, pulling it out and dusting off the cobweb she opened it. She reached through the papers inside until she located a silver packaged prophylactic and placed it into her purse. Karen didn't programme to consume to use it, but she felt she had to wreak 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 time there was a firm knock on the room access. Karen, springing with exhilaration, opened the room access to be greeted by Darren standing in a pristine suit and with his brown fuzz slicked back neatly."Wow Karen ! You…you look beautiful"said Darren nervously.

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

Karen turned around and keep out the door, shamelessly advertising her perfectly round arse to Darren as she locked the doorway. She turned around coming face to face with Darren, pushing her shiny hair out of her eyes, Darren put his arm around his date and walked her over to his blue Ford Fiesta. He led Karenic around the car's bonnet ( his arm constantly moving down her eubstance until it was resting firmly on her arse ) and then opened the rider's threshold 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 Karen began to stop the awkward silence,"So…you got your just the ticket then ? ”.

Darren felt at the chest pouch of his blazer and then exclaimed"Fuck's sake, I've forgotten it. I'll just take to stop home on the way. Sorry love"

"It's ok, no worry"replied Karen smiling. They sat in scummy silence as Darren sped across town to get back to his home. After ten minutes, Darren dumped his car into his driveway harshly applying the handbrake causing Karen to lurch forward. As the car screeched to a halt, Darren turned to Karenic and looked her in her Brown University oculus"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 moment to smooth out her attire, and followed Darren to the door to his house. He pushed it open air and rushed inside then moving quickly to a room on the immediate left field, Karen gracefully followed. Darren stopped and turned around, coming boldness to side with Karen's beautiful font. Karenic stopped, their faces just inches apart."This isn't your bedroom !"inquired Karenic playfully whilst twirling her pilus around one of her fingers.

"No, you're mighty. I don't give a fuck about the prom, I just want…. ”, Darren never finished his sentence. He grabbed the cover of Karen's school principal and their lips met. Karen reciprocated and got what she'd wanted for at to the lowest degree two years, for Darren to pick up the braveness and have what he wanted. Karenic stood motionless, ineffective to do anything ; her instincts fully took over. Darren grabbed at her arse roughly through the fall blue apparel, Karen squealed at the rough treatment but ultimately submitted herself fully to her date.

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

Darren leaned over Karen as she lay vulnerable on the couch and whispered into her ear,"I'll drag out ”. Before Karen could say anything, she was turned over onto her knees by her randy date. She could see his pants begin to bulge as soon as she was at his mercy, Karen knew this was going to happen, she may as well enjoy it. Darren pulled at Karen's dress. Through raw speciality, Darren was able to clean the dress from Karenic's arse end pulling it up and folding it over, leaving her arse barely covered by her thin pantie. The rest of Karen's dress became loose. She dared not move, she was obedient, she would do anything Darren asked of her.

Karen felt a uncut smack on her naked arse and then two crude hands working their way around her panties and quickly ripping them down, leaving them suspended around her slim second joint. Karen was capable now and completely at Darren's mercifulness. Karenic remained in location, urging Darren to take action against her. She kept facing forward, attempting to conceal her fright from him.

Karen heard the click of Darren undoing his whang buckle and then his pant slumping to the primer coat in a hatful. Darren slowly walked across the waiting area floor, his rock-hard penis in his hand towards his charwoman. Darren joined Karen on the lounge, he knelt behind her- his erect, unprotected eight inches nearly gracing her unguarded clit with contact. Darren Lent forward, have sex his dick was touching her cunt, her grabbed his girl by the end of her long red hair, pulling her back harshly."I've been waiting for this. For eld. Your virginity is mine ”, he whispered in an raging, alien tone.

Karenic let out a subdued whine in reaction. The two room access to the elbow room were wide open, the front door to the sign remained unlocked and the curtains remained undraw allowing any passerby a cleared persuasion of a niggling slut losing her virginity on the night of her prom. Darren released her hair, causing her to lurch forward. Karenic felt teardrop began to well up in her eye, but she fought back against the unstoppable tide of the tears. She had to fulfill her responsibility to Darren, her duty as a woman.

Darren spread Karen's backside cheek with his spare hand with his thumb brushing against her clit- using his spare hand to guide his penis into his promenade engagement. He continued by touching his tip against her cunt, causing Karenic to recoil whilst trembling with prevision. Darren continued with his unprotected dick, spearheaded into the Virgin cunt. Soon his entire tip had worked its way into Karen's slit. With seven inches left for the blushing working girl to delight, Darren lent forward ( inserting another inch as he did so ), grabbing Karenic by the neck. Pulling her head backwards he whispered again into her ear"You're so tight ! I think after I've had my way with you, I'll charter you to that stupid fucking promenade just so all the guys who asked out some frigid gripe can turn a loss their virginity on prom dark, I think that would be nice. Don't you ?

Karen let out a whimper in response, 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 love fallible and dolt to fend me, I knew my putz would be wet before 9 o'clock. I'm not fucking wrongly am I."

Karen began to cry as Darren took another inch of her virginity whilst his pugnacious manus were still wrapped around her neck opening. It seemed as though Darren had grown tired of the slow, somewhat sensual approach and forced the remaining five column inch of his steely rod into Karen. Karen let out a trashy gasp, for the first time that Night she felt an ounce of pleasure.

Darren ( now balls inscrutable ) began to skid his nob back and Forth through the tight cunt, Karenic moaning as he did so. He continued, his cock rubbing harshly against the constricted walls of Karen's pussy she was no longer vociferation, 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 push against the military unit of Darren slamming into her cunt. Darren was moaning too, the tight pussy of Karen was almost too often for this expert to treat, yet he held his cool 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 wish it, she had envisioned simply going to prom coming back to Darren's and maybe blowing him but never fully sex, the condom had just been a precaution. But this was extreme. She was loving every 2nd, every thrust brought her closer to culminate, ever prison term he slapped her arse made her moan. Karen was no longer herself ; she was no longer the destitute lady friend from Broadley route, now she was a slut- more accurately Darren's trollop.

The sound of Darren's balls slapping against Karen's hind echoed throughout the star sign, Karen didn't care though. Her adulteress instinct had taken over, she existed only for the immediate goal which was orgasm. Karen moaned and squirmed she was on the sharpness of something, something she didn't know what ! She was scared of what that border was, she leaned back with Darren wrapping his muscly arm around her neck opening, her bosom still concealed by the brightness blasphemous dress."Please"pleaded Karen in-between groan"slow down ”. Darren ignored these protests and continued thrusting. Karen couldn't command herself with one final moan and gasp she reached sexual climax. Attempting to slither further down onto Darren shaft, the cock that had enslaved her brain and body. Her pussy flooded over the massive rod infiltrating her puss and dripped down onto the sofa.

In her trance, Karenic failed to notice that a tall man was standing in the doorframe observing the conniption of his unseasoned birdsong rutting with a minuscule slut in a beautiful clothes. When she looked up, Karenic jumped off Darren's putz in fear shouting loudly"What the fuck ?"

Darren didn't even look 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 font into the sofa so she could not verbalize a audio."Hi Dad. This is that tart from school I was telling you about.

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

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

Mr Benson walked calmly over to the couch, sitting down near Karen cheek. Karen was frozen with reverence, her pussy had instantly dried out at the sight of this perverted creep watching her climax. She had just gotten used to being fucked by Darren, let alone by his dad at the same time. Mr Benson grabbed the picayune hussy by the case firmly with one mitt, as she lurched back and forth at the mercy of Darren's thrusts.

"So are you enjoying my son, little lamb"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 infernal moaning. fiddling missy like you need to be taught a lesson about self-regard ”, his eyes lit up with fervor as he pictured the lessons, he would instruct Karen."Oh no, I think you need to hear a lesson. One about not being a little slut…yes, that idea excites you doesn't it my devout ”.

Darren's position towards Karen had changed since his father had sat down. It was no longer strong yet fleshly seeking to bring his cleaning lady to orgasm, it had changed to a jolting screwing with no fear for the welfare of Karen's pussy. Meanwhile, Mr Benson was rubbing Karen's face against his cock which although still concealed by his plastered jeans was prominent against the soft, pale cheeks.



Mr Benson stood up and undid his belt. His trousers instantly fell down with his trouser dropping almost on top of his son's. He walked over to the couch, kneeling on it at the early end to his son. Karenic was encircled. He guided the little girl'mouth over to his foresighted Phallus. He leant forward until his dick was washed by the wet embrace of her Virgo throat. With every thrust completed by his fit son, Karen back talk was impaled further upon Mr Benson's cock.

Karen choked. She was pulled roughly by Benson off his tool permitted no more than two second base to catch her breath and then put back around his dick, using her cherry red lips to pleasure the old pervert as Darren continued at a dissipated pace of boring her prat. Though Mr Benson had none of the stamina of his young and industrious son and he soon exploded in Karen's backtalk. His milky cum filling her virgin mouth. Instinctively Karen swallowed the load. Mr Benson stood up and without a word to his vernal son or the slut, he walked out of the room.

Darren instantly picked up the pace, fucking Karen harder and harder. The virgin pussy grabbing at his cock, resisting every move with tauten resolving power. Karen 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 amount of pre-cum. He grabbed Karen's long-hair, arching her dorsum perfectly for fertilization. He let out a single, long 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. call, daring not to stop the position that she had been placed into by her master. The cum began to dribble out of her twat, running down her second joint. The lightly blue attire 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 Karen roughly by the haircloth and dragged her over to a table in the corner of the room. He roughly cable tied her hands to the table ramification, Karen did not defy resist. She knew what was going to materialise to her. She no longer resisted. She belonged to the Bensons now. She had been broken .