On a late Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a mag when she heard the front room access shot. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her boyfriend 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 recognise them. Seeing her mom taking off her pelage 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 reference wag, '' Ian shouted back.

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

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

'' Don't call him that. We aren't even life-threatening, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to fight herself. She was not doing a adept job of it.

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with unmistakable 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 firm rip free would suggest as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the living room from the kitchen.

'' You just have sex to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your theatre because your mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on equalise footing. ``

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

Janet looked livid 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 confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to do. Maybe she could help them harmonize. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would have to leave the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the steps. No Sooner had the threshold to her room shut than the cheering started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to mind to music on her phone to swim it out. Once she had turned up the mass enough to draw sure she could get a line none of the shouting, 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 individual sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not gravel looking at them. She wanted to be piffling and brush off them for as long as possible.

A expectant paw touching her butt revealed that the mortal in dubiousness was Ian and not her mother. He did that from clock time to prison term, patted her nates 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 ground he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how aloud her euphony was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could hear 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 metre apart. That may vocalise like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm kinda past wanting her rear at this item. 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 of instruction, she could not discover him at all. She was still pretending to brush aside his front while listening to her blaring 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 summer. If your mom has found a new topographic point by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is more than funfair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her groundwork and hummed along to the Song dynasty on her phone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly hard knock ; still no reception. Annoyed he decided to tease her a minuscule. He pulled on her shortstop, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the butt almost made her yip. By now she was rummy to what he wanted but she did not project to suffer this plot. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to hold on spanking her.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumb into the shank of her panties. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her tenuous love handles. Her fork felt common cold when he slid her panty down to her thighs. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the same clip he slapped her bare ass, loudly and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to give 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 prat cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her center rolled back in her head and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to stop if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast blank out why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass leaping and sway with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much undecomposed figure than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny side, Lacey was slightly plunk. Not enough to be called fat by any agency. She just filled out any kit she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the bureau and second joint country. 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 reverse and show him her private place. 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 summit of his fingers against her bare crotch. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a logical argument. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her female parent. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the rachis of her chief and pushed her face into the bed to stifle her screams. As she began to scramble, trying to edge herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the contrary, trying to work his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them err inside. It was a foreign sensation she did not hump how to react to. His fingers were larger than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the slim down flesh that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her oculus rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her body, making her expression 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 modest of her rachis to keep her immobilize when he finally removed his hired hand from her head teacher. She lifted her look and gasped for air. The situation she was in felt even foreign due to the fact that loud medicine 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 household to rape her while the adults fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her brain 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 idea that this was justified punishment. If he let up too much she might try grueling to escape.

With her fount no longer hidden, her side by side close call was much More brighten. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiacal way, moaning in slight pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents break up. She was an endearing small fry who treated him with esteem. When she thought Ian was going to marry her female parent, she had sworn she would go for him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a long 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 different somebody. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to treat her as a intimate objective. He wanted to pull that strait out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his inflammation. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this terrific girl out of his lifespan. He could make her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight complaint as he stroked her tomentum. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would finger bad and let her go. She did not realize that her soft voice only egged him on. He wanted to learn her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would make to watch over her grow up and get a fellow. 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 moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to sense him. Worse than just using her body, he wanted to lay down her think about it too. She could hardly trust that the man who had taken upkeep of her and treated her like a girl for years was now taking it all back with interest.

For the next ten minutes she just laid there in agony, both mental and physical, as he worked his digit inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could feel liquid seeping down her thighs. There was a numbness she felt whenever his fingerbreadth brushed the face of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her haircloth and used it to twist her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to await at his human face. She blushed in overplus. Kissing someone whose fingerbreadth 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 rule. She felt resentment. He had slept with various women, her mother included. This was her first 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 instant he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her look was completely red and her eyes were filled with tears. Her belt were soaked with elbow grease and sticking to her brow. She was cognisant that her pantie were still around her second joint and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully nude it would just somehow be full. Instead she felt sticky and constricted. Her pegleg hurt from not being capable to open apart. She wished he would just take on off her panty 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 clasp. Her large bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her typeface with her weapon system in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were heavy and her areola were, in her judgment, too dark. forged yet, her nipples were quite obviously raise. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to attend when something wet enveloped one of her nipples. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing lilliputian to nothing about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not realize that having her mammilla touched and in this case licked would make her private parts to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her mitt to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his fingers into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` period ! '' she shouted as more bust spilled down her face, creating white lines atop the red.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely desperate. For a instant his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with care but it only lasted a moment. With his other hand he ripped her earphone off and tossed them against the paries, breaking them. `` Can you finally get word me ? '' he asked in vexation. `` What do you mean, hold on ? Maybe you don't understand your office yet. I kicked your whore of a female parent out. No money, nil. Unless she can hitch back to her folk place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her head. `` That 's correct. You 'd rather stick in your nice tender bed tonight. Unfortunately snag isn't relinquish. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't want that jade anymore. Do you know what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this house, she was going to have to pay rip by letting him take sex with her. Her for the first time 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.

pickings advantage of her stunned disposition, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any opportunity she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making surely to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her eye as her breathing became heavy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely focalize 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 sizing was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

Eventually her rarity got the dear of her. She looked down at his shank where he was straddling her. The bulge in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a nice dyad of trousers in anticipation of date Night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his campaign had gone to run off. At to the lowest degree he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her tum, jostling her whole body. She did not get laid why and found it almost peculiar. It took some movement not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairs of his chest brushed against her tumid mamilla making her moan. He liked the phone and dug his fingers deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default option reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her canal stretched by his large fingers and wanted to throw her tactile property even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best option would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her bridge player from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his gasp. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his hammer spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That affair is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you eager, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her physical structure to stance himself at her shank. She gasped when she felt the head of his peter brush against the outside of her slit. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the curtain raising to tease her Sir Thomas More before he finally started to crowd in.

Her eyes began to water supply from the pain immediately. She threw her school principal back and clenched her teeth. A low growling grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her side and bit the back of her own wrist in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her buttock and was petting her gently. `` honest girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to hoist herself off of him. He thrust forward to keep himself inside of her. Her head word fell off the edge of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedstead. Her eye spun in her head as the pain of three affair encompassed her at once.

All she could think about was how horrible sex must be for womanhood. 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 miserable girl. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling repulsive thing. Why did men like it so much when the woman obviously did not love it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to eclipse the woman.

For some intellect the computer memory of her secure protagonist 's first boyfriend came to mind. He was infant 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 much it must have got hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely convinced that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could thrust his dick inside of her. Men caring about fair sex 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 years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly surd driving force from Ian brought Lacey back from her tongue-tied thoughts. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could verbalize. `` Fuck, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a moment. A intemperate slap to her grimace followed. `` Watch your voice communication young Lady. I may be fucking you like a fair sex 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 thorax and belly and the place where their genitals met. Shiny lines of liquid state were running up into the hairs above her cunt 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 aught he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would enjoy this even though he knew it was impossible. By no means was he going to check though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her face again, leaving a red hired man mark. `` What the screw ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

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

With his invertebrate foot, Ian pushed her step-in down the rest of the way so her pegleg could finally fall undefended completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knee were being pressed into her pectus every fourth dimension he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to bend like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her knees and pushed her legs back even further than her breast. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could push her ankles behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip osseous tissue sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her legs were there to stay, he returned his attention to her breasts. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipples at the same sentence. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this fourth dimension. It was more of a confirmation than a charge. Her eyes were fixed on his cheek, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her breasts, leaving red stripe. `` tone ma, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so grueling, '' Lacey refused to intromit to being in pain. 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 nozzle was running slightly. It was a picayune hard to celebrate her right eye open as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not be active his bridge player from her brass, she turned her head slightly and opened her rima oris. She let his fingers trace her lips a few times before she started to lick and suck up them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her natural language and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her sass. When she moved her lingua he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

She began to cough and swallow. The wall of her throat massaged his pollex. 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.

jabbing into her bitch again, he slid her promote off the bed. At the same fourth dimension he leaned back, putting some of his exercising weight into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated ovolo pressing against her whoreson. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

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

Lacey 's oculus rolled back as she retched. She did not actually discombobulate up though. `` come on, this doesn't scathe ; it just feels eldritch, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your gumshoe in my rear it would injure to a greater extent. Would you like that ? Do you desire to fuck a 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 clenched fist. You might break my nose. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so much, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her peg and pulled them out from behind her pass. She winced in pain sensation as they returned to their convention position. He then pulled his cock out of her cunt, leaving a slight track of line from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to pull on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his hammer entered her cunt again.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her round of drinks butt filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got bore of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full-of-the-moon of her hair and lifted her oral sex up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you revel fucking bald-pated girls ? ``

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

He moved his grip to her carpus 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 erupt me there 's no going back. Is this what you wanted ? Was this always your architectural plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to screw whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her knees to rise her ass off the bed and 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 often. 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. filling my underage womb with your semen. I could get fraught. You could deliver a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his bobby pin on her carpus but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same time he thrust again. `` That 's right, '' she gasped. `` afford me my world-class taste of cum. Make me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking mum '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 sleep with me any time you want, just don't unwrap 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 mouth over his stopcock. She squealed when she felt warm 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 head down until her face was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his hand. He finally released her. She pulled her header up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm abruptly, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her breast rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breathing space. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go pack a shower. '' She began to crawl toward the edge 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 turn 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 place 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 stern eyes.

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

'' Then what did you want ? You wanted an light nookie, right ? If that 's not genuine, we can verbalise about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can think about it. Right now, I just want to shower. volition you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his hands from her shank and let her cringe off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore brawniness. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a wax view of her bleeding cunt, the red hand prints on her ass, and her slightly tumesce anus. He really did a act on her. Still she seemed somehow approve. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a issue of forgiveness. There was no way things could go back to formula. Hopefully she would be bequeath to take her new part as a hole for his luxuria. He definitely had no design of letting her go .