On a late Sat night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the front threshold sweep. Checking her clock she was slightly mix up 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 handle and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the life room to recognize 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 pocketbook ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't find your credit circuit board, '' 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 felicitous to drive. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your other boyfriend texted. ``

'' Don't predict him that. We aren't even grievous, '' 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 seeming appall.

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

'' The fact that you and your girl are living in my star sign rent gratis 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 house because your mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on match footing. ``

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

Janet looked livid with ire. `` truelove, you don't want to learn all this. Just go back up the stairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for check. She somewhat wanted to be a office of the conversation to come. Maybe she could help them reconcile. If they really did break away up, it would not just be Janet who would have to allow the property they now called home.

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

Before yearn she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the room access 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 irritate looking at them. She wanted to be petty and brush aside them for as long as possible.

A large hand touching her butt revealed that the person in question 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 beware as she liked Ian as a mortal. 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 blab out to Lacey as if she could try 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 fourth dimension apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm kinda past wanting her back at this tip. 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 class, she could not get a line him at all. She was still pretending to push aside his mien while listening to her cacophony euphony. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have shoal and moving now would break up that. I 'm bequeath to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new stead by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is More than fair. ``

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

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the butt almost made her yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not plan to lose this plot. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to keep spanking her.

After another three slap, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumb into the waist of her panties. She stifled a pant as he tickled her slight love handgrip. Her crotch felt low temperature when he slid her panty down to her second joint. She wiggled her hindquarters as she tried to reset herself again. At the Lapp fourth dimension he slapped her bare ass, loud 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 rung posterior cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped her magazine publisher. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to discontinue if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast block why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass leaping and didder with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much practiced anatomy than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her wearing apparel always looked sozzled around the chest and thigh area. Her plump peg clung together perfectly to blot out her genital organ from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and present him her secret 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 legs and pressed the lead of his digit against her bare genitals. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line of business. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her head word and pushed her fount into the bed to choke her howler. As she began to contend, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposite, trying to work his digit further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them sneak inside. It was a extraneous aesthesis she did not know how to react to. His digit were larger than her own. She was afraid it would spite if she moved too very much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin physique that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her torso, making her smell 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 small of her back to keep her pinned when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The situation she was in felt even stranger 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 theater to despoil her while the adults fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her foreland though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his fingers deeper into her. He felt he needed to maintain the melodic theme that this was rationalise punishment. If he let up too much she might try heavy to escape.

With her nerve no longer hidden, her succeeding squeak was much more than open. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in thin pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden flavor of wonder. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents separate up. She was an adorable nestling who treated him with deference. When she thought Ian was going to splice her mother, she had sworn she would accept 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 spinal column of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to regale her as a sexual object. He wanted to pressure that audio out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his fervor. Just because he was leaving Janet did not have in mind he had to cut this wonderful girl out of his life sentence. He could earn her his in a dissimilar way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight complaint as he stroked her fuzz. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not bring in that her easy vocalisation only egged him on. He wanted to pick up her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would cause to keep an eye on 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 digit moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to find him. Worse than just using her organic structure, he wanted to wee her think about it too. She could hardly think that the man who had taken care of her and treated her like a girl for geezerhood was now taking it all back with interest.

For the succeeding ten minutes she just laid there in agony, both mental and strong-arm, as he worked his fingerbreadth inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could feel liquified seeping down her second joint. There was a indifference she felt whenever his fingers brushed the face of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her pass sideways. He pressed his rim to hers and forced his glossa past her teeth. Her center focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing somebody whose fingers were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a flood, liquidness gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was normal. She felt gall. He had slept with various women, her mother included. This was her first clock time. He should be treating her special, not making her smell like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not separate ; either way, she fell onto her back the import he broke the osculation. She was lying there, panting for hint. Her face was completely red and her eye were filled with tears. Her eruption were soaked with perspiration and sticking to her forehead. She was mindful that her panty were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt faulty about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt sticky and constricted. Her legs hurt from not being able-bodied to pass around apart. She wished he would just remove off her pantie 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 battlefront clench. Her large fizzle sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in ignominy. She had always hated her bosom. They were bombastic and her ring of color were, in her legal opinion, too colored. Worse yet, her mamilla were quite obviously upright. She did not need to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her aspect to bet when something wet enveloped one of her nipples. Ian was sucking on her white meat greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to nix about her own torso 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 do her private parts to tingle.

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

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely desperate. For a second his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a present moment. With his other hand he ripped her phone off and tossed them against the bulwark, breaking them. `` Can you finally discover me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you mean, stop ? Maybe you don't understand your situation yet. I kicked your prostitute of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her folks place two hr away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her oral sex. `` That 's right. You 'd rather stick around in your nice warm bed tonight. Unfortunately rent isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her consistence but I do n't want that hussy anymore. Do you get laid 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 snag by letting him have sex with her. Her outset 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 champion at school again.

taking advantage of her astounded tendency, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any hazard she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making sure to come up her rampart excessively. She averted her heart as her external respiration became hard. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

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

Eventually her curiosity got the better of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The swelling in his pant was quite large. He was wearing a courteous brace of pant in anticipation of particular date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts had gone to knock off. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her stomach, jostling her whole torso. She did not acknowledge why and found it almost mirthful. It took some attempt not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one mitt. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The haircloth of his pectus brushed against her raise nipples making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his fingers 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 large finger's breadth and wanted to make her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best choice would be to get him to festinate up. She freed her script from his fingers and grabbed the bump in his pants. He was definitely surprised. 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 trunk to position himself at her waistline. She gasped when she felt the oral sex of his cock thicket against the outside of her twat. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it alien. He moved it all around the opening to tease her Sir Thomas More before he finally started to push in.

Her optic began to water system from the pain immediately. She threw her nous 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 rear of her own wrist in an endeavor to shut herself up. Ian had one script on her face and was petting her gently. `` Good young lady, '' he coaxed her.

She did not have in mind to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to come up herself off of him. He thrust forward to keep on himself inside of her. Her chief fell off the sharpness of the mattress and bumped the incline of the bedstead. Her centre spun in her head as the pain of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could opine about was how ugly sex must be for woman. In what lilliputian porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the inadequate girl. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling repulsive affair. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not bask it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reason the memory of her unspoiled champion 's showtime boyfriend came to mind. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like puppy dog and swore he loved her and wanted nix but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how often it must have got hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely convince that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his tool interior of her. Men caring about women was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to eff her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must feature put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

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

Ian was confused for a moment. A heavy smacking to her face followed. `` Watch your language Lester Willis Young lady. I may be fucking you like a 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 demarcation of liquid were running up into the hair 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 nothing he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would enjoy this even though he knew it was unimaginable. By no way was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her aspect again, leaving a red hand print. `` What the nookie ? '' she screamed in confusion.

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

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

With his foot, Ian pushed her panties down the rest of the way so her legs could finally accrue open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her knees were being pressed into her chest every prison term he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to bend like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her human knee and pushed her pegleg back even further than her pectus. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could tug her ankle joint behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip ivory sticking out oddly. She had always been a pliant girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was sure her legs were there to abide, he returned his attention to her white meat. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipples at the Lapplander time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this prison term. It was more of a confirmation than a complaint. Her eyes were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

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

When he did not actuate his hired man from her face, she turned her foreland slightly and opened her backtalk. She let his fingers trace her backtalk a few times before she started to lick and suck in them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as penalisation. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as estimable she could. He pushed his thumb further into her lip. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the spine of her throat.

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

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

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

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually bedevil up though. `` seminal fluid on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels Wyrd, '' she began to bait him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your dick in my can it would hurt to a greater extent. Would you like that ? Do you want to do it a vernal missy 's asshole ? ``

Another slap to the expression. `` It 's so dull it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your 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 legs and pulled them out from behind her headway. She winced in pain as they returned to their normal perspective. He then pulled his cock out of her bitch, leaving a slight trail of stemma from her maidenhead. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her figurehead. 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 puss again.

The audio of his thighs slapping against her turn butt filled the room. 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 principal up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking barefaced girls ? ``

Ian was in no military position 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 leaven he did not care. `` I 'm not gon na have any pearl left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag bird at this pace. ``

He moved his grip to her wrist joint and began to contract 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 plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to have sex whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her knees to rescind 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 up 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 make a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt 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, '' she gasped. `` Give me my first taste of cum. take a shit me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rip, I 'm taking mommy 's station. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on escort or anything. I belong to you. You can fuck 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 psyche, pressing her back talk over his cock. She squealed when she felt quick liquid hitting the back of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the mark 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 respiration. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his hired man. He finally released her. She pulled her capitulum up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm beat, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her chest rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breathing place. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go subscribe a exhibitioner. '' She began to crawl 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 join me. I 'll flex over and you can love 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 shoes now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to keep on my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with frigid stern eyes.

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

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

Ian slowly removed his hands from her shank and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscularity. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a to the full sight of her hemorrhage cunt, the red mitt print on her ass, and her slightly swell up anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a subject of pardon. There was no way affair could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be volition to have her new role as a yap for his lust. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .