On a of late Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a mag when she heard the front door slam. 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 minute. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the step to the sustenance room to greet 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 handbag ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't find your credit card, '' 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 happy to beat back. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your former young man texted. ``

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

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

'' I wasn't really cognizant that we were sole, '' Janet made another excuse.

'' The fact that you and your daughter are living in my firm rent free would suggest as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the living way 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 equalize terms. ``

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

Janet looked livid with wrath. `` 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 check. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to come. Maybe she could aid 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 manus, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the step. No sooner had the doorway to her room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to music on her telephone set to swim 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 long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the doorway to her room opened. She did however feel the weightiness 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 push aside them for as long as possible.

A large hand touching her can revealed that the individual in question was Ian and not her mother. He did that from metre to clip, patted her bed 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 loud her euphony was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could pick up him. `` I don't want you to think to a lesser extent off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some sentence 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 item. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't upkeep less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not discover him at all. She was still pretending to brush aside his presence while listening to her blare euphony. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I 'm unforced 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 than fair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the song on her telephone set. He tapped her buns twice more and even gave it a slightly hard knock ; still no response. Annoyed he decided to tease her a piddling. He pulled on her short circuit, sliding them down her wooden leg and exposing her centre print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the can almost made her yelp. By now she was queer to what he wanted but she did not be after to recede this plot. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her laughingstock at him, daring him to keep spanking her.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his quarter round into the waist of her panties. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight erotic love handles. Her genital organ felt frigid when he slid her step-in down to her second joint. She wiggled her butt end as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Saami sentence he slapped her bare ass, garish and hard. She bit her lip to stay fresh from yelping. Another smack and she was almost ready to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her care though ; he was simply punishing her gall. He slapped each of her rhythm butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her middle rolled back in her heading 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 bury why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bounce and shake up with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much in force chassis than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny position, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her dress always looked tight around the chest and second joint area. Her plump stage clung together perfectly to hide her privates 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 individual topographic point. When he thought about it too much, he acted on inherent aptitude. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hired hand between her leg and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare genitals. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a stemma. Lacey opened her oral fissure and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his handwriting on the back of her head and pushed her look into the bed to stifle her screaming. As she began to shinny, trying to inch herself away from his invading finger, he reacted in the opposite, trying to act upon his fingerbreadth further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them mistake inside. It was a foreign mavin she did not lie with how to react to. His finger's breadth were with child than her own. She was afraid it would suffer if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the flimsy flesh that separated her vaginal canal from her gut. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A chill went through her consistence, making her looking at like a fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his genu into the modest of her binding to keep her pinned when he finally removed his paw from her psyche. She lifted her font and gasped for air. The spot she was in matt-up even stranger due to the fact that garish music was still blaring in her spike. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the home to rape her while the adults fought with each early downstairs. Somewhere in the cover of her top dog 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 preserve the estimation that this was warrant penalty. If he let up too much she might try harder to escape.

With her aspect no longer hidden, her succeeding close call was much more clear. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in slight bother. Ian stared down at her with a sudden looking at of wonderment. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents break up up. She was an adorable child who treated him with esteem. When she thought Ian was going to get hitched with her mother, she had sworn she would take 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 vertebral column of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different someone. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to treat her as a sexual object. He wanted to wedge that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his turmoil. Just because he was leaving Janet did not signify he had to cut this wonderful girl out of his sprightliness. He could make believe her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a tenuous complaint as he stroked her hair. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not bring in that her soft spokesperson 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 care. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his finger's breadth moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. Worse than just using her consistence, he wanted to make her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken care 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 forcible, 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 spiritlessness she felt whenever his finger's breadth brushed the incline of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her whisker and used it to wrench her head sideways. He pressed his backtalk to hers and forced his tongue past her tooth. Her heart focused enough for her to seem at his look. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing soul whose finger's breadth were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a flood, liquid gushed out between her leg, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was pattern. She felt resentment. He had slept with several women, her mother included. This was her first time. He should be treating her special, not making her flavour like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not say ; either way, she fell onto her back the present moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her typeface was completely red and her middle were filled with tears. Her boot were soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. She was aware that her panties 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 improve. Instead she felt mucilaginous and constricted. Her leg hurt from not being capable to spread apart. She wished he would just take off her panties entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her chest, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable pain in the neck as he undid the straw man clasp. Her large bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in ignominy. She had always hated her white meat. They were large and her ring of color were, in her opinion, too black. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously rear. She did not require 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 little 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 nipples touched and in this eccentric licked would cause her genital organ to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her hand to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to press his fingers into her, pulling her fingers with him. `` discontinue ! '' she shouted as more crying spilled down her look, creating White person lines atop the red.

Ian did kibosh. She sounded extremely heroic. For a moment his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with headache but it only lasted a moment. With his other hand he ripped her earpiece off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally learn me ? '' he asked in annoying. `` What do you signify, discontinue ? Maybe you don't understand your post yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, cipher. Unless she can hitchhike back to her kinfolk place two hours 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 remain in your gracious warm bed tonight. Unfortunately snag isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't want that adulteress anymore. Do you know what that means ? ``

Lacey 's optic widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this theater, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him have sex with her. Her first 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 again.

taking vantage of her knocked out disposition, Ian lifted one of his stage over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her twat, making sure to come up her wall excessively. She averted her eyes as her external respiration became clayey. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

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

Eventually her curiosity got the unspoiled of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The extrusion in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a dainty duet of trousers in expectancy of date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his effort had gone to waste. At to the lowest degree he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her abdomen, jostling her unanimous consistency. She did not have a go at it why and found it almost funny. It took some exertion not to titter. Eventually he undid the release on his blouse with one deal. Then he leaned forward to osculate her again. The hairs of his bureau brushed against her erect mamilla making her groan. He liked the audio 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 canal stretched by his magnanimous finger and wanted to take in her tactile property even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the skilful option would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her hand from his fingers and grabbed the extrusion in his pants. He was definitely storm. 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 body to placement himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock brush 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 move to tease her more before he finally started to push in.

Her eyes began to water system from the pain immediately. She threw her head back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her fount and bit the back of her own wrist in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one mitt on her impudence and was petting her gently. `` Good girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not stand for 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 mind fell off the sharpness of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedframe. Her eyes spun in her head as the pain of three matter encompassed her at once.

All she could think about was how horrifying sex must be for women. In what little erotica 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 char obviously did not enjoy it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to eclipse the woman.

For some grounds the memory of her estimable friend 's first-class honours degree beau came to heed. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like pup 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 make hurt Sarah at the meter, 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 women was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to be intimate her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must throw put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly hard knife thrust from Ian brought Lacey back from her incoherent thoughts. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could address. `` Fuck, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a mo. A hard slap to her grimace followed. `` catch your language Brigham 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 chest and belly and the place where their crotches met. Shiny ancestry of liquid were running up into the hairsbreadth above her puss and making them shine. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would agnise that nothing he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would revel this even though he knew it was impossible. By no means was he going to block off though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her case again, leaving a red helping hand mark. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to sleep together a girl roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of form 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 teat into his mouth.

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

With his foot, Ian pushed her pantie down the rest of the way so her legs could finally descend clear completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her articulatio genus were being pressed into her breast every prison term 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 chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could push her mortise joint behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was for certain her legs were there to last out, he returned his attention to her chest. He slapped each of them a few metre 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 check than a charge. 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 Mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so severe, '' 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 incline of her face was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a petty intemperate to restrain her right eye open as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not move his mitt from her face, she turned her head slightly and opened her lip. She let his fingers trace her lips a few times before she started to lick and blow 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 best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her glossa he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

She began to cough and eat up. The walls of her throat massaged his thumb. She felt like she had a lump in her pharynx. He scrapped the side of meat of her oral cavity as he pulled his pollex out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could speak again.

poke into her cunt again, he slid her further off the bed. At the Sami time he leaned back, putting some of his weightiness into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his spit coated flip pressing against her whoreson. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrusting he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to pinch as the adept filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her gut. `` God, I think I 'm gon na give up, '' she groaned while grabbing her tummy. With his other hired hand Ian pressed down atop her mitt, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's eyes rolled back as she retched. She did not actually cast off up though. `` Come on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels Wyrd, '' she began to tease him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your hawkshaw in my cigaret it would pain more. Would you like that ? Do you want to have sex a young girl 's asshole ? ``

Another smacking to the side. `` It 's so numb 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 lots, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her legs and pulled them out from behind her straits. She winced in pain as they returned to their normal spot. He then pulled his peter out of her slit, leaving a slight lead of profligate from her hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her front man. He had to pull on her ankle to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his turncock entered her cunt again.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her round butt filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got blase of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full of her hair and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking barefaced daughter ? ``

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

He moved his grip to her articulatio radiocarpea and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't fall in my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually conk out me there 's no going back. Is this what you wanted ? Was this always your design for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient hussy. ``

She used her articulatio genus to bring up 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 pregnant. You could get a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his grip on her radiocarpal joint but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the same clock time he thrust again. `` That 's right, '' she gasped. `` apply me my 1st tasting of cum. stimulate me addicted to it. I 'm not paying split, I 'm taking Mommy 's place. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to occupy me on appointment or anything. I belong to you. You can hump 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 head, pressing her lip over his prick. She squealed when she felt warm liquid state hitting the backbone of her pharynx. 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 boldness was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few clock time before resorting to digging her fingernails into his manus. He finally released her. She pulled her mind up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't hump me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her chest rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go subscribe to a shower. '' She began to grovel 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 bend 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 nub. I know my property 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 bum eyes.

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

'' Then what did you need ? You wanted an soft fuck, right ? If that 's not true, we can lecture 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 waist and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore sinew. When she bent down to advert her toes he got a full view of her hemorrhage cunt, the red hand prints on her ass, and her slightly swollen anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow fine. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to chance next, it was not a topic of forgiveness. There was no way things could go back to convention. Hopefully she would be willing to bear her new role as a hole for his lust. He definitely had no program of letting her go .