This is my 2nd story, a continuation of the first. Hope you like it and comment.

Mom took us to Mexico when I was about 5. We went to my grandparents house to visit a few days. My grandparents had a big ranch with cattle. It was the first time I saw real cows, and also the starting time time I saw horses. I was running around playing by myself when I noticed one of the horse had something hanging between it 's legs, and it would move. It really caught my attention, and I got closer to look at it better. The sawhorse jumped up and mounted another one, inserting it 's long cavalry turncock into the early one, moving back and forth a bit, and then he just stopped and got off, letting his cock slide out. After thinking of what I had just seen, I figured out that it was the equivalent to a man. lavatory had done the same thing to mom. I wondered if there was a big penis like the horse 's that he was putting inside my mom, or if it was something like my brother 's. I became a little pit thought that someday some boy or man, might want to do that to me.

John treated me and my brother Mike like we were his own fry. Mom would go landing strip on weekend night, and Saint John the Apostle would aim precaution of us. He also had a son, Josh, with another woman, that was the Saami age as my sidekick. He would bring him over to our house and they would play together. Mike began spending a lot of metre in Josh 's theater during the week, leaving mom and me with whoremaster. John would buy me great deal of matter, and liked taking me and mom shopping. He usually had mom sit in his lap, and he would act as with her ass or boobs. When she was n't in his lap, he had me sit in his lap. He would n't grope me, but he did care to place his hands on my waist, my rosehip, my thighs, and my ass. When I was 5, it seemed completely convention, but as I grew older, he continued sitting me in his lap, and doing the same matter, sometimes groping a bit. By the time I was 10, it would make me a bit uncomfortable. He liked walking up behind mom and grabbing her by her hips or titty. He began doing this to me also, but only holding on to my hips. I could feel his crotch on my arse, and he would not allow me to pull up away. I had always kissed him on the sass in the morning and when I left for school since I was little, but it was uncanny as I got older. It was something I did n't want to do anymore, and he would form me do it. The sorry piece was, when I misbehaved bad enough, he would get me twist over on his lap, pull my apparel down to show my ass, and let him spank me. This were all things he would do to both me and mom, even the spankings. To all this, mom saw it as rule, since I was his little girl.

By the clock time I was 11, I began maturing a bit, and I knew about things like sex by then. Mostly because of school and friends. I saw bathroom as a pervert, he was always touching mom and me, and I could discover him fucking her every night. My boobs had just begun to develop, and I would catch him staring at them or my ass all the time. He would come up behind me and oblige my waist, as he would grind his erecting in my ass. I was so ashamed of his behaviour, and could n't trust mom let him do all this.
By the time I was 12, I was a 32C bra size of it, and bathroom said I looked just like my mom. I hated having tits, kidskin would get fun of me calling me a cow or saying I had balloons and those kind of affair. I tried hiding them under layers of apparel, but I was too skinny and my knocker too big to go unnoticed. male child were always picking on me, and that would sometimes get me in trouble. I ca n't remember what I did in school, and he decided to penalize me by spanking me. He ordered me to go to his lap and bend over, which I refused. He grabbed me by the hair and threw me on his lap. He pulled down my drawers and underwear, then began spanking me really hard. I was screaming and vociferation, and he made me beg him, '' please break off daddy, I promise I will do whatever you say. ``, over and over. He finally stopped, and I was knack over on his lap, with my ass sore, and him rubbing and groping my ass to make it feel better. I was so ashamed of myself, and I knew mom was still on his face, she did n't even consider it was overweening.

I was 13 when I began to feel aroused all the meter. I began to like the aid I got in schooling, from boy, from instructor, even the principal. I knew the male person universe thought I was pretty, and I knew how they loved my boobs. I would often see boys stare as I passed them, and sing about me when they thought I could n't get word them. Some teachers really liked standing in front of me, looking down trying to explain affair I had bother with. Getting all this attention made me feel hot, and I liked it. I began showing off my soundbox a bit more. Gospel According to John was always staring at me, making me snog him, groping at me, grinding himself on my ass. I did n't like him at all, but I began to like the tending. Since mom did n't worry that he did all this, I began letting him. I quickly figured I could use him wanting me to get whatever I wanted.

John always made mom frock like a slut. She was a small, skinny, mexican girl with big boobs. can had her wear really small mini skirts and tank round top that showed most of her tits. Mom always got a lot of care from men, which I had just begun to get. Most mass said we looked liked sisters and we looked the same, so I wanted to calculate the same. On one shopping slip, I wanted to buy a some really small short for gym class and a small tank top that showed a lot of cleavage. Mom walked into the stuffing room and said I could n't clip like that. I walked out of the dressing way wearing it, and asked John the Divine, '' Can I get this, delight daddy. '' I saw his eye brighten up, and he told me he would buy me anything I wanted, and told mom to ease up. I began buying more shortstop, mini skirts, tank crest, all the sort of clothes that mom would fag. Mom did n't want me to, but St. John the Apostle backed me up and let me buy what I wanted. I tried on many different combining of the most expose clothes I could discover, and I would come out and framework for mom and John. lavatory agreed to buy me everything.

I began wearing my new slutty rig, and began getting much more care from everyone. Most girls in school day thought I was a fornicatress, but the son loved my outfits. Every now and then a female teacher would send me home to commute, but I never had that trouble with the male teacher. whoremaster began giving me much Sir Thomas More attention, specially when mom was n't around. He began groping me every fourth dimension he passed by, sometimes giving me belittled spanks, or hugging me and grabbing my ass, holding my boob to his chest, looking straight down at them. He also began hugging me from behind and playing with my boobs. I felt so violated by him, and helpless, but I had no one to serve me, so I would let him do what he wanted.

Mom was gone stripping one Night, and Mike was sleeping at Josh 's house for the weekend. I went to take up a bathtub before going to bed. As I was gon na lock the door, I realized the door boss had been changed, but did n't guess much of it, and locked it. I got the water ready, unappareled, and jumped in the bathtub. I suddenly heard the threshold open, and saw privy walking in, removing the key from the doorway. He began walking straight towards me, as I covered my chest frozen, and speechless. He knelt down by the bathtub and began touching me all over my body, caressing my shoulders, my boob, then my knees, then thighs.
I said, '' Please block. ``
bathroom, '' It 's ok, I 've been waiting for this a long time, you just be a thoroughly girl and do everything I say, and we will have a soundly time. Now promise me your gon na do everything I tell you to. ``
He continued touching my body, as I sat there suspend, without saying a word, then I felt his hand slap me in the face. My eyes got watery as I felt the pang in my face.
lav, '' Promise me you are gon na do what I tell you, or I 'm gon na hold to paddle you, now say your gon na do what I want. ``
I sat there crying, when I felt a slap again.
john, '' Say it. ``
Me, '' I 'm gon na do whatever you want. ``
trick, '' Good, if you behave, it does n't have to wound. I 'm gon na pass water you into my little cyprian, just like your mom. ``
He removed my hands from my boob and fondled them, and began sucking them as he groped them. I felt one of his hands begin sliding down towards my pussy.
John, '' Open your wooden leg bitch. ``
I sat there with my peg tight as he slapped me again.
John, '' I just gave you an order, now obey and say yes dada. ``
He raised his hand to slap me again, and I cried, '' yes daddy. '' I opened my branch and felt his fat finger's breadth playing around with my clit, as he used the other hired hand to caress my bosom and sucked on them. I felt so incapacitated, I just sat there letting him do it. He continued playing with my clit for what seemed like forever, then I felt him trying to labour a finger inside of me. I felt a twinge sensation as he pushed in slowly with his fat finger.
whoremonger, '' That 's a nice rigorous pussy. ``
He got up and undid his pants, and pulled down his Boxer. I tried looking away as he asked, '' ever seen one of these. ``
I said, '' No. ''
He got closer and let it hang in movement of my face.
John, '' Look at it. ``
I turned and looked as he held his dick with his hands. It was the first fourth dimension I saw a man 's peter. It was a Brobdingnagian black prick, it looked disgusting to me. It reminded me of the horse I saw when I was a little girl, not that it was the Lapplander size, just how total darkness, and long, and thick. I was petrified in fear looking at it, I knew he was gon na want to fuck me.
He began slapping me softly as he swinged it back and forth across my face. He asked, `` do you want to get fucked. ``
Me, '' No, please do n't. ``
He slapped me, '' what do you say at the end. ``
Me, '' please do n't daddy. ``
John, '' I 've been wanting to bonk you for a retentive clock time, but if you suck my putz veridical good, I 'll let it pass. ``
He held me by the back of my pass, with his dick resting on my face and ordered, '' start sucking in. ``
I sat there sobbing and he said, '' start sucking before I fuck you. ''
I did n't know what to do. He finally said, `` fine, I gave you a chance. ``
He climbed in the bathtub with me, opening up my legs. I tried pushing him off, and he slapped me again. `` subject your legs cunt. '' He opened my branch and I lay there not wanting to get slapped again. I felt his shaft begin pushing inside my pussy, it stung much defective than his fingerbreadth. I felt like I was being split in half as he kept pushing deeper and deeper. I was crying and screaming in agony, and he just kept grunting and looking at me, telling me how pie-eyed I was. I begged him, '' Please stop dada, it hurts too very much. ''
John Lackland, '' I told you to do what I tell you, or it 's gon na smart.
Me, '' please I 'll do whatever you want daddy. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 'm just gon na pop your pussy really quick. I 've been waiting a long sentence to fuck you. ``
He continued pushing deeper and deeper, `` I 'm gon na give you into a good trivial working girl for me. ``
I felt him go deeper, I felt my twat so capable, and he was so abstruse interior. It was extremely irritating, and he kept pushing further and encourage. I would shout out in pain as he would reach a point where he could n't go in anymore, but he would just advertize heavy and break yesteryear that point. The pain reached my stomach as I finally felt his dick all the way in. He began sliding it in and out slowly at first, then faster. I felt like I was burning inside my pussy. It was a invariable painfulness as he slid in and out, making me screeching in agony. I tried pushing him off, but I was helpless. He was a big, fat, strong, black man, and he I was like a helpless doll to him. He moved his hands around my consistency freely, from my tits to my ass, at one point fingering my mouth. He thrusted his hips faster and faster without mercy, I thought I was gon na get split in half. I could feel warmness in my slit as he went faster and faster, and saw bloodline in the water. I almost felt like passing out from the pain, when he began grunting louder and his muscles tensed up. I felt his dick bigger then ever inside of me, then he just began to relax. He pulled his dick out, and I felt like I was left with a huge burning gap in my pussy. He got up and said, '' you see, that 's what happens when you do n't do what I tell you to. '' He dried up, got dressed, and left. I sat there shaking and cried for what seemed like forever.

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