Just one more year of this Hades.

I sat staring at my hazy rumination in the bathroom, smoke billowing out of my lungs.

Cheap butt. Easy to get by here. My mother was a Ernst Boris Chain smoker and would n't wreak but she had quite a little of men who came in and out of the house and she gave them pussycat and they bought her cigarettes in return. Which I stole. Fucking whore. Who sells twat for cigarettes and strong drink ?

Rhetorical question. My mother of course of study. She never cared about me or my blood brother but we could n't allow without her putting our painting on milk cartonful because person had to give her young baby who never stopped crying and shitting and wanting care. One more year and the bitch was on her own.

I got up and left the privy, the simply place with any privacy. I was going out. piece of ass her and her men and the kid who would probably never bang her father. Hell, my mother probably did n't know her father.

You would think I would be more sympathetic to the situation being a girl growing up without a dad but getting hit on by men all my sprightliness. Sick fucks.

'' Mom, I 'm going to Becky 's ''

'' You ca n't go anywhere tonight ! I have party coming over and you have to watch your babe sister ! ``

'' I have a mental testing tomorrow and I have to read ! ''

That was a lie. Well, the studying part was a lie. I 'm sure I had a mental testing but I had better things to do than analyse. Actually I WAS going to study. I was going to stare at my best Friend 's step-dad. God he was hot. He had morose fuzz and eyes and judging by the buldge in his knickers, he had a big peter to go along with those well looks.

'' Amanda ! Do n't you dare leave this star sign .... '' That was the last thing I heard as I slammed the back door and kicked my way through the dry leaves across the row of lawns on our street. Safer going behind mansion here than walking on the street.

Shit. Forgot my coffin nail.

A few minutes later I was knocking on Becky 's threshold I could feel my slit get hot. I knew she would n't be home for a while longer because she had banding practice. flake. She was nice though and ache. Had to go through senior year somehow so why not have a sassy best friend with a hot step-dad who I was planning to fuck ?

His gens was hayrick. crick Schaeffer. kink and Amanda Schaeffer. That sounded nice when I said it out loud.

Rick answered the door. He looked distracted.

'' Hey, Amanda ... Becky 's not home plate yet. ``

'' Really ? She said she was coming straight home today, I 'm disconsolate, '' I lied. `` care if I hang out til she gets house ? ``

'' uhh ... sure ... yeah.. come in. Excuse the mess. ``

His wife never cleaned star sign. I would clean mansion. Wonder if she sucks his dick. hayrick 's dick. God that made me wet thinking about it.

'' Where 's ... .the 'wifey'? ``

'' She went to church. ``

Sweet.

So Rick how about you and me go fuck in your bed while your wife is gone and before Becky gets home ? That 's what I said in my straits. Instead I sat down and watched him clean his shotgun. His hands moved up and down the drum and I do n't get laid why that turned me on but I was n't going to sit here and split hairs when I could spend a penny my move.

'' Need help with that ? ``

'' Nah.. I got it. ``

Too bad. I got up and crossed the way and took the rag from his hand and leaned over to where my boobs where practically falling out of my shirt and started to rub the barrel, twisting my fist around it and stroking it.

He nervously laughed.

'' What 's funny ? ``

'' cypher ... I.. I do n't sleep with. ``

I laughed and handed his cleaning rag back to him. I saw his black centre drink me in. I used that minute to put my manus right on his genital organ and firmly feel the buldge I was always looking at. He hardened in my deal. He tried backing up but I put my fingerbreadth to his rim and trailed it down his chin and throat and chest, playing with his bureau hairsbreadth that was visible from the wife beater he was wearing.

I put my fingerbreadth in my sassing, toying with it, letting my lips slide up and down my finger, swirling my tongue around my fingertip and then placing my finger back to his lip, letting him feel the wetness.

I had another wet place he needed to feel.

'' You know, haystack, I never had a pop. I never had no daddy to have it off me or larrup me. ``

That caught him off guard. I knew he spanked Becky a few times when she was recent coming home on the weekends. She got pissed about it but I was turned on by it and I asked her too many motion about it and made her uncomfortable. She said he used his belt on her and once he even made her drop her pants. That got me so wet thinking about it. I never had a pa or a step dada that cared enough about me to keep me in line. All I had was those fucking men my female parent brought home that was usually drunk and wanted to cop a feeling or brush up against me. Sickened me. This was different. This was a real man. Not some drunk that paid for sex with tawdry coffin nail and booze.

'' You never had a spanking ? ``

'' Nope. ``

I took Rick 's deal and placed it on my thigh and prodded him towards my afters spot. He seemed nervous but I just acted like this was rule. He hesitated but did n't stop. I sat on the java board in front of him and spread open up my legs to take in him to tinge me.

He did.

Oh god. The way his custody felt. My slit was throbbing and soaking wet. I 'm sure my jeans were damp with my juice that were flowing. I felt closely to cumming just from the thinking of him entering me with his simple fingerbreadth. I felt him tug at my belt.

holy Shit this was going to happen.

I leaned my head backwards. I did n't require to produce eye inter-group communication. Afraid that would break his confidence or fix him find shamefaced. Just take me like you own me, I thought.

Own me. That was another hot thought I had. I would like to be under this man 's controller. I wish I could trade space with Becky. She had this footstep dad who was hot and spanked her. I wonder if it turned him on to paddle her. I wonder if it secretly turned HER on.

My belt was off and he was unbuttoning my pant and unzipping them. I raised up to let him skid them off.

'' Amanda, we should n't .... ''

I ignored him. I just lifted myself higher and as if on auto-pilot he pulled my denim down to my second joint. He worked his finger into the side of my panties and felt my snatch backtalk I had just shaven.

'' God, you 're wet. ''

Damn right I was wet. I was a river. He had broken the dam and I was ready to claim him in.

I just breathed in and pushed his fingers further inside. He found my button and started flicking it. He knew what he was doing. He had both hands now. Pulling my panty down. I dared to look at him and he was staring at my snatch. He opened my mouth astray and star. I leaned back to cave in him promiscuous access. With one hand I took off a horseshoe and then the other. He slid my pants down and I brought my knees up to facilitate side them off. My panties came off next and his mouth found my wet cunt. Those beautiful lips of his were on my wet brim and he was sucking my clit and swirling his tongue around it and then sucking on it again. His oral fissure was glistening with my snatch succus. His finger entered me. One, then two.

'' Your pussycat is so tight and wet .... ''

And ready. I wanted his dick in me.

I stood up and turned around with my ass in his face ; my hands flat on the coffee board before me. He took one hand and ran it down my spine and parted my ass cheeks and he put his knife in between my ass boldness ! I had never had anyone signature me like this. I was gasping. My kitty was wet and my mouth was dry. I could n't swallow. The noises that escaped my throat sounded hoarse and my voice was cracking.

'' Spank me. ``

'' Have you been bad ? ``

I 'm being bad now, I thought.

'' Yeah. I need a pappa to love me and spank me. spank me like you spank Becky.

crap. Maybe that was n't a good theme to bestow up his footmark daughter. What if this brought him back to the realism of what he was doing ? whoreson. cocksucker. Shit. Shit. Shit.

He had stopped. pudding head, so stupefied, I never know when to shut my mouth.

He took my hand. I looked up at him. He had jogging pants on and his pecker was hard as a rock. I slipped my hand down into it. I felt myself being led away. Into his chamber.

underworld yes.

He picked up his knock off the trading floor and he placed my hands on his bed, slightly bending me forward in the process. I felt the leather slide over my ass. Just being touched with the leather was making my heart lb. I was a footling scared but a lot turned on. I felt his finger splitting my back talk, entering me. I could hear how wet I was. He sloshed my juices around with his two fingers until I was shivering. He reached up and touch my tits, leaving a lead of my juices. The fan in the corner of the room was hitting my skin and the wet spots were feeling a cool off sensation but I was nothing but pure heat.

The leather was tapped against my ass again.

'' Ready ? ``

I could only moan.

The for the first time smack of the belt against my unornamented ass was gaudy and it shocked me. I never felt this before. It hurt but it felt good at the like time. Again. That metre the stinging increased and I could feel my pussy becoming a pool.

Again his belt made tangency with my ass, wrapping around me. Suddenly I felt a smack on my pussy brim. He was spanking my short slit with his hired hand. Those big man hands. My body was shaking.

Rick turned me around and pushed me backwards onto the bed and circulate my legs panoptic. He stared at my sugariness berth while I stared at his face. He was drinking me in.

'' ass me. ``

He did n't require to be persuaded. His pants were in the floor and his big cock was dancing before my oculus. He slapped his manhood on my button. I could hear my juice splattering. He entered me, deep and all at once, burying his cock to the hilt. The ray pushed the head deep into me and it hurt so good. slacken at first but then faster.

He pulled out and flipped me over and started spanking me again, this fourth dimension with his hand.

'' You 're a bad girl, Amanda. I 'm married. You know I 'm married. Are you a whore like your mother ? Are you happy ? You made me cheat on my wife, Amanda. You need to be punished. A woman of the street gets punished. ``

Fuck. I did n't care. I did n't involve cheap butt or booze. I just wanted this man 's dick. If I was a whore, then hallelujah this was heaven.

And he was spanking me hard. I whimpered. Over and over he spanked me, my ass shaking with each lick. I cried out. A few tears welled up in my center but I could n't tell if it was from intense pain or pleasure. The two hand merged.

He slammed his massive hammer back into my pussy and pounded it over and over. He was dripping with my essence. glossy prick. Rick 's slick gumshoe. It was out of my pussy and into my ass.

I gasped. I was n't expecting this. He was using my whole soundbox.

'' Are you my niggling whore, Amanda ? ''

'' recount me you are my whore ! ``

'' I am your whore ''

holy fucking dump I was his prostitute. piece of ass yeah.

I felt like my soundbox was splitting. He was ripping me apart with his driving force. He was pounding harder, he reached around to take hold of my nipple and pounded one, two, three, four, five ... he slid out of my ass and once more into my pussy ... one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

I felt him commit out. He turned me around and pushed me to my knees, which was easy to do since I felt like my branch were wet noodles.

Hot, sticky liquid shot at my font. One, two, three, four, five ... my unanimous expression was covered in his cum.

haystack took the pass of his hawkshaw and moved the cum from my cheek into my mouth and I sucked if off of his still firm dick. He smeared the cum across my look and into my mouth, making me taste him.

'' Do you taste yourself, Amanda ? ''

I did n't hump where his taste ended and mine began.

I opened my eyes. There stood Becky.

whoreson .