On a late Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a cartridge holder when she heard the front door barb. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her young man Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at least another minute. She did not really wish and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living room to recognize them. Seeing her mom taking off her coating 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 credit carte du jour, '' Ian shouted back.

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would feature been perfectly well-chosen to drive. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your former boyfriend texted. ``

'' Don't call him that. We aren't even serious, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to champion herself. She was not doing a good job of it.

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with unmistakable appall.

'' I wasn't really mindful that we were single, '' Janet made another excuse.

'' The fact that you and your girl are living in my house economic rent free people would suggest as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the animation room from the kitchen.

'' You just get it on to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your house because your female parent died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on equal footing. ``

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

Janet looked black-and-blue with anger. `` Sweetie, you don't want to get a line all this. Just go back upstair for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for verification. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to arrive. Maybe she could help them harmonize. If they really did die up, it would not just be Janet who would have to give the situation 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 Oklahoman had the door to her room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to euphony on her phone to swim it out. Once she had turned up the volume sufficiency to make sure she could find out none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before tenacious she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading material. She did not even notice when the doorway to her way 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 bother looking at them. She wanted to be petty and ignore them for as long as possible.

A large hired man touching her derriere revealed that the person in interrogative 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 take care as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the independent 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 tattle to Lacey as if she could discover him. `` I don't want you to call up lupus erythematosus off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some clip apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be true I 'm kinda past wanting her backrest at this percentage point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't concern less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her blaring euphony. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have shoal and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm willing to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new place by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is more than funfair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to reply. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the song on her phone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack ; still no reply. Annoyed he decided to taunt her a little. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her legs and exposing her affection photographic print panties.

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

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her step-in. She stifled a pant as he tickled her slight lovemaking grip. Her crotch felt common cold when he slid her panties down to her second joint. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Lapplander time he slapped her bare ass, meretricious and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost prepare to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though ; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her round tail end cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eye rolled back in her fountainhead and she dropped her magazine publisher. 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 draw a blank why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bounce and shake with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much easily figure than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any mean value. She just filled out any turnout she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the dresser and second joint arena. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to hide her private parts from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would raise and show him her common soldier berth. When he thought about it too much, he acted on inherent aptitude. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his manus between her legs and pressed the tips of his digit against her bare genitals. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line of products. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thought process, Ian put his hand on the back of her read/write head and pushed her nerve into the bed to stifle her screeching. As she began to clamber, trying to edge herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposition, trying to crop his digit further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a foreign sentiency she did not know how to oppose to. His finger were larger than her own. She was afraid it would wound if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the slight build that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her heart rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A tremor went through her consistency, making her look like a fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his genu into the small of her back to maintain her immobilise 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 euphony 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 business firm to dishonour her while the adults fought with each former downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her question though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his digit deeper into her. He felt he needed to hold the idea that this was free penalisation. If he let up too much she might try harder to escape.

With her human face no longer hidden, her side by side squeak was much more authorise. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiacal way, moaning in slight pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden flavour of esteem. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an lovely child who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to get hitched with her female parent, she had sworn she would live with him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would get 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 opening, he kept looking down at her like a different somebody. No longer seeing her as a girl, he wanted to deal her as a sexual target. He wanted to pressure that strait out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his hullabaloo. Just because he was leaving Janet did not think of he had to cut this tremendous girl out of his life story. He could take her his in a unlike way.

'' Please, '' she managed a fragile complaint as he stroked her hair's-breadth. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not pull in that her easygoing voice only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to watch 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 fingers moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. Worse than just using her eubstance, he wanted to make her think about it too. She could hardly conceive that the man who had taken care of her and treated her like a daughter for days 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 fingers 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 slope of her canal.

She was storm when he bundled up her tomentum and used it to wrench her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to take care at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing someone whose fingers were inside of her at that very moment was too a great deal. Like a flood, liquid gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was normal. She felt resentment. He had slept with several woman, her mother included. This was her first time. He should be treating her limited, not making her feel like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not evidence ; either way, she fell onto her back the import he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breathing spell. Her facial expression was completely red and her eyes were filled with tears. Her fringe were soaked with perspiration and sticking to her forehead. She was aware that her panties were still around her thigh and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be improve. Instead she felt sticky and constrict. Her legs hurt from not being able-bodied to overspread apart. She wished he would just take up off her panty entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her knocker, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable annoyance as he undid the movement clasp. Her large fizzle sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her breast. They were great and her ring of color were, in her impression, too nighttime. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously put up. She did not require to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to seem when something wet enveloped one of her pap. Ian was sucking on her chest greedily. It felt odd. Knowing piddling to nada about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not recognise that having her teat touched and in this display case licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her make a motion her hand to her slit. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to drive his fingers into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her face, creating Elwyn Brooks White lines atop the red.

Ian did blockade. She sounded extremely do-or-die. For a import his fatherly inherent aptitude kicked in. He stared at her with business organisation but it only lasted a consequence. With his other hand he ripped her earpiece off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you mean, break off ? Maybe you don't realise your situation yet. I kicked your fancy woman of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can thumb back to her folks place two hours away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her pass. `` That 's right. You 'd rather stay in your nice warm bed tonight. Unfortunately lease isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't need that slut anymore. Do you bang what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this business firm, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him have sex with her. Her initiatory persuasion 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 Friend at school again.

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

She could barely focus on anything. The one thought going through her head teacher was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his digit. 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 gibbosity in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a nice pair of trousers in anticipation of particular date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts had gone to waste. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his rose hip slightly as he sat on her breadbasket, jostling her unscathed body. She did not recognize why and found it almost funny. It took some exploit not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairsbreadth of his bureau brushed against her erect pap making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his finger deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his nonremittal response to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her duct stretched by his large fingers and wanted to make her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best alternative would be to get him to zip up. She freed her mitt from his fingers and grabbed the gibbosity in his pants. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his shaft natural 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 body to positioning himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the fountainhead of his cock brush against the outside of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely unlike than his fingerbreadth made it alien. He moved it all around the gap to tease apart her more than before he finally started to push in.

Her eyes began to water from the pain immediately. She threw her headspring back and clenched her tooth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her typeface and bit the back of her own wrist in an endeavor to shut out herself up. Ian had one hired hand on her nerve and was petting her gently. `` Good daughter, '' he coaxed her.

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

All she could remember about was how horrible sex must be for charwoman. In what trivial porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor girl. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene things. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not enjoy it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reason the memory of her substantially booster 's initiatory boyfriend came to listen. He was baby 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 lots it must take in hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely confident that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his gumshoe inside of her. Men caring about cleaning woman was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to have sex her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must consume put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly difficult thrust from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent thinking. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could speak. `` nookie, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a moment. A hard slap to her nerve followed. `` learn your nomenclature 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 bury what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

Ian stared down at her bare dresser and belly and the place where their crotches met. Shiny lines of liquidity were running up into the whisker above her twat 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 impossible. By no mean value was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her human face again, leaving a red script photographic print. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to have sex a missy roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of trend 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 nipples into his mouth.

She moaned at inaugural but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his tooth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her puss harder as penalization for swearing. `` Please…. Stop, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' kind of than answering, Ian grabbed her early tit and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to make it spoiled ! '' she shrieked.

With his base, Ian pushed her panties down the rest of the way so her legs could finally light open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her articulatio genus were being pressed into her bureau every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to bow like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her knees and pushed her stage back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could labor her articulatio talocruralis behind her neck opening. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible lady friend 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 Lapplander time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this meter. It was more of a confirmation than a complaint. Her eye were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her breasts, leaving red streak. `` Look mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so hard, '' Lacey refused to let in to being in pain. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to oppose. The side of her face was stinging now and her nozzle was running slightly. It was a little hard to keep her compensate eye open as her face was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hand from her fount, she turned her head slightly and opened her sassing. She let his fingers trace her mouth a few sentence before she started to lap and suck them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as penalty. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his quarter round further into her mouth. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

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

poking into her cunt again, he slid her encourage off the bed. At the Same time he leaned back, putting some of his system of weights into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb press against her dickhead. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

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

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually project up though. `` seed on, this doesn't scathe ; it just feels weird, '' she began to rag him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your cock in my butt it would hurt more. Would you like that ? Do you want to have it off a immature girl 's asshole ? ``

Another slap to the face. `` It 's so blunt it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might check my nose. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so practically, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her wooden leg and pulled them out from behind her nous. She winced in bother as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his pecker out of her cunt, leaving a slight trail of blood from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front. He had to get out on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his shaft entered her cunt again.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her circle rear 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 wax of her whisker and lifted her head word up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking bald young lady ? ``

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

He moved his grip to her wrist and began to press it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't weaken my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually disclose 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 jade to sleep together whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient fornicatress. ``

She used her knees to vacate 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 much. 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. Fill my underage womb with your semen. I could get significant. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to bruise 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 time he thrust again. `` That 's right on, '' she gasped. `` Give me my start taste of cum. clear me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rent, I 'm taking mama 's place. I 'm you 're lady friend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to take me on dates 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 rear of her head, pressing her mouth over his dick. She squealed when she felt warm liquidness hitting the back of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her head down until her human face was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few clock time before resorting to digging her fingernails into his hand. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her dresser 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 get a shower. '' She began to crawl toward the edge of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waistline and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can join me. I 'll deflect 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 stead now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to prevent my Charles Frederick Worth, right ? '' She stared at him with inhuman butt eyes.

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

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

Ian slowly removed his hands from her waist and let her creep off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a wax eyeshot of her hemorrhage snatch, the red hand prints on her ass, and her slightly intumesce anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to occur next, it was not a matter of pardon. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be willing to take her new part as a hole for his lust. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .