This is my 2nd storey, 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 business firm to chaffer a few years. My grandparents had a big ranch with kine. It was the first-class honours degree sentence I saw rattling moo-cow, and also the first fourth dimension I saw horses. I was running around playing by myself when I noticed one of the gymnastic horse had something hanging between it 's stage, and it would move. It really caught my attention, and I got closer to look at it better. The gymnastic horse jumped up and mounted another one, inserting it 's prospicient horse cock into the other one, moving back and forth a bit, and then he just stopped and got off, letting his turncock slide out. After thinking of what I had just seen, I figured out that it was the eq to a man. John had done the same affair 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 pal 's. I became a small scared thinking 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 Thomas Kid. Mom would go comic strip on weekend night, and John would take care of us. He also had a son, Josh, with another woman, that was the like age as my brother. He would bring him over to our house and they would run together. Mike began spending a lot of time in Josh 's house during the workweek, leaving mom and me with John. John would buy me lots of things, and liked taking me and mom shopping. He usually had mom sit in his lap, and he would play 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 like to post his hands on my waist, my pelvic arch, my second joint, and my ass. When I was 5, it seemed completely convention, but as I grew elder, he continued sitting me in his lap, and doing the Sami thing, 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 booby. He began doing this to me also, but only holding on to my hips. I could experience his crotch on my fundament, and he would not allow me to draw away. I had always kissed him on the lips in the morning and when I left for schoolhouse since I was little, but it was eldritch as I got sr.. It was something I did n't need to do anymore, and he would make me do it. The defective part was, when I misbehaved bad enough, he would make me bend over on his lap, rip my apparel down to record my ass, and let him larrup me. This were all things he would do to both me and mom, even the spankings. To all this, mom saw it as pattern, since I was his lilliputian girl.

By the time I was 11, I began maturing a bit, and I knew about matter like sex by then. Mostly because of school and friends. I saw John as a pervert, he was always touching mom and me, and I could hear him fucking her every night. My dope had just begun to spring up, and I would captivate him staring at them or my ass all the time. He would number up behind me and moderate my waist, as he would grind his hard-on in my ass. I was so ashamed of his behavior, and could n't believe mom let him do all this.
By the time I was 12, I was a 32C bra size, and John said I looked just like my mom. I hated having boob, Thomas Kid would lay down fun of me calling me a cow or saying I had balloons and those kind of things. I tried hiding them under level of clothes, but I was too scraggy and my boobs too big to go unnoticed. boy 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 penalise 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 shortstop and underwear, then began spanking me really laborious. I was screaming and weeping, and he made me beg him, '' please stop daddy, I promise I will do whatever you say. ``, over and over. He finally stopped, and I was bent 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 slope, she did n't even cerebrate it was excessive.

I was 13 when I began to feel aroused all the time. I began to like the attention I got in school day, from male child, from teacher, even the principal. I knew the virile population thought I was pretty, and I knew how they loved my dummy. I would often see boys stare as I passed them, and let the cat out of the bag about me when they thought I could n't hear them. Some instructor really liked standing in figurehead of me, looking down trying to explicate things I had trouble with. Getting all this attention made me feel hot, and I liked it. I began showing off my torso a bit more. John was always staring at me, making me osculate him, groping at me, grinding himself on my ass. I did n't wish him at all, but I began to like the aid. Since mom did n't care that he did all this, I began letting him. I quickly figured I could use him wanting me to get whatever I wanted.

lavatory always made mom dress like a strumpet. She was a small, weedy, mexican little girl with big tit. John had her break really small mini chick and tank superlative that showed well-nigh of her tits. Mom always got a lot of aid from men, which I had just begun to get. virtually people said we looked care sisters and we looked the Lapplander, so I wanted to wait the same. On one shopping trip, I wanted to buy a some really small shorts for gym class and a small tank top that showed a lot of cleavage. Mom walked into the salad dressing room and said I could n't coiffe like that. I walked out of the dressing room wearing it, and asked John, '' Can I get this, please pappa. '' I saw his middle brighten up, and he told me he would buy me anything I wanted, and told mom to ease up. I began buying more shorts, mini skirt, tank peak, all the kind of clothes that mom would wear. Mom did n't want me to, but can backed me up and let me buy what I wanted. I tried on many different compounding of the most revealing clothes I could regain, and I would derive out and good example for mom and John. John agreed to buy me everything.

I began wearing my new slutty outfits, and began getting much more than attention from everyone. about girls in shoal thought I was a slut, but the boy loved my outfits. Every now and then a female person teacher would send me dwelling house to deepen, but I never had that problem with the male person instructor. John began giving me much more attention, specially when mom was n't around. He began groping me every clip he passed by, sometimes giving me small spanks, or hugging me and grabbing my ass, holding my tits to his chest, looking straight down at them. He also began hugging me from behind and playing with my knocker. I felt so violated by him, and helpless, but I had no one to help me, so I would let him do what he wanted.

Mom was gone stripping one Night, and microphone was sleeping at Josh 's mansion for the weekend. I went to require a bathtub before going to bed. As I was gon na lock up the door, I realized the door boss had been changed, but did n't think much of it, and locked it. I got the H2O prepare, undressed, and jumped in the bathtub. I suddenly heard the doorway open, and saw John walking in, removing the key from the threshold. He began walking heterosexual towards me, as I covered my breasts frozen, and speechless. He knelt down by the bathtub and began touching me all over my eubstance, caressing my articulatio humeri, my breasts, then my knees, then thighs.
I said, '' Please finish. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 've been waiting for this a long sentence, you just be a good missy and do everything I say, and we will give a good time. Now promise me your gon na do everything I tell you to. ``
He continued touching my body, as I sat there frozen, without saying a Good Book, then I felt his hand slap me in the face. My eyes got watery as I felt the sting in my face.
John, '' promise me you are gon na do what I tell you, or I 'm gon na have to spank 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. ``
John, '' Good, if you behave, it does n't bear to hurt. I 'm gon na wee you into my minuscule woman of the street, just like your mom. ``
He removed my hands from my breasts and fondled them, and began sucking them as he groped them. I felt one of his script begin sliding down towards my pussy.
John, '' Open your stage kick. ``
I sat there with my legs tight as he slapped me again.
John, '' I just gave you an order, now obey and say yes daddy. ``
He raised his mitt to slap me again, and I cried, '' yes pa. '' I opened my legs and felt his fat fingers playing around with my clitoris, as he used the other hand to caress my tits and sucked on them. I felt so lost, I just sat there letting him do it. He continued playing with my clit for what seemed ilk forever, then I felt him trying to fight a finger inside of me. I felt a stinging maven as he pushed in slowly with his fat finger.
John, '' That 's a nice sozzled pussy. ``
He got up and loosen his bloomers, and pulled down his boxers. I tried looking away as he asked, '' ever seen one of these. ``
I said, '' No. ''
He got closer and let it hang in social movement of my face.
whoremonger, '' Look at it. ``
I turned and looked as he held his dick with his hands. It was the world-class time I saw a man 's dick. It was a huge black dick, it looked disgusting to me. It reminded me of the horse I saw when I was a minuscule girl, not that it was the same sizing, just how fateful, and long, and thick. I was petrified in fear looking at it, I knew he was gon na desire to fuck me.
He began slapping me softly as he swinged it back and forth across my typeface. 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 love you for a longsighted time, but if you suck my gumshoe real good, I 'll let it top. ``
He held me by the back of my head, 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 bonk what to do. He finally said, `` OK, I gave you a chance. ``
He climbed in the bath with me, opening up my legs. I tried pushing him off, and he slapped me again. `` Open your legs bitch. '' He opened my leg and I lay there not wanting to get slapped again. I felt his tool Begin pushing inside my pussy, it stung much worse than his finger. 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 tight I was. I begged him, '' Please stop over daddy, it hurts too much. ''
John, '' I told you to do what I tell you, or it 's gon na hurt.
Me, '' please I 'll do whatever you want pappa. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 'm just gon na pop your pussy genuine quick. I 've been waiting a long sentence to fuck you. ``
He continued pushing deeper and deeper, `` I 'm gon na make you into a respectable fiddling fancy woman for me. ``
I felt him go deeper, I felt my pussy so unresolved, and he was so deep inside. It was extremely painful, and he kept pushing far and further. I would scream in bother as he would reach a point where he could n't go in anymore, but he would just labour backbreaking and break past that point in time. 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 kitty. It was a constant nuisance as he slid in and out, making me howler in agony. I tried pushing him off, but I was helpless. He was a big, fat, strong, blackness man, and he I was like a incapacitated skirt to him. He moved his hands around my eubstance freely, from my tits to my ass, at one spot 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 pussy as he went faster and faster, and saw blood in the urine. I almost felt like passing out from the annoyance, when he began grunting louder and his muscles tensed up. I felt his dick grown 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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