Karen is a tall and skinny girl from just outside of Kansas urban center in the United States of America. She has long red-dyed hair, Brown University eyes, blanch skin and wears vauntingly clunky spyglass. Karen is looking forward to her high up schooltime prom to which she is going to with her long-time crunch, Darren. Little does she lie with the aplomb and respectable skin of Darren conceals a dark and dangerous interior and has concocted terrible plans for his date.

Karen finished applying her constitution. Her red lipstick was perfectly applied and her institution well faded. Her luscious, red hair flowed down her binding over the tight, light blue devil wearing apparel she was wearing that ended at knee and was low cut enough that you could get a good view of her segmentation. It was 8:32. She had eight minutes before Darren was coming to pick her up, she picked up her purse and slotted it under her arm. Silently Karen knelt to the floor and reached under her untidy bed, she reached around until she grabbed a total darkness shoebox, pulling it out and dusting off the cobweb she opened it. She reached through the newspaper inside until she located a silver packaged condom and placed it into her purse. Karen didn't plan to hold to use it, but she felt she had to make for it just in case.



She left her bedroom, going through the entrance hall and down the stairs. She straightened her garb in the hall mirror and waited for her date to come. Exactly on time there was a firm bash on the room access. Karenic, springing with excitement, opened the room access to be greeted by Darren standing in a pristine suit and with his dark-brown hair slicked back neatly."Wow Karen ! You…you look beautiful"said Darren nervously.

"Thanks !"said Karen shyly"You don't smell so bad yourself"

Karenic turned around and keep out the door, shamelessly advertising her perfectly rounded stern to Darren as she locked the threshold. She turned around coming aspect to typeface with Darren, pushing her glistening pilus out of her heart, Darren put his arm around his date and walked her over to his blue Ford feast. He led Karen around the car's bonnet ( his arm constantly moving down her consistency until it was resting firmly on her arse ) and then opened the passenger's threshold allowing her to sit down. He then walked back and climbed into the device driver's seat.

As Darren started the locomotive and moved off down the street Karen began to offend the awkward silence,"So…you got your slate then ? ”.

Darren felt at the thorax sac of his blazer and then exclaimed"fucking's sake, I've forgotten it. I'll just have to stop home on the way. Sorry love"

"It's ok, no trouble"replied Karenic smiling. They sat in scummy silence as Darren sped across town to get back to his habitation. After ten minutes, Darren dumped his car into his driveway harshly applying the handbrake causing Karen to prowl forward. As the car screeched to a halt, Darren turned to Karen and looked her in her Brown University eyes"Come inside, just for five bit. You can serve me…look in my bedroom ”.

Without saying anything Karenic got out of the car, taking a bit to smooth out her garb, and followed Darren to the door to his house. He pushed it open and rushed inside then moving quickly to a room on the prompt left, Karen gracefully followed. Darren stopped and turned around, coming fount to face with Karen's beautiful face. Karenic stopped, their faces just column inch apart."This isn't your chamber !"inquired Karen playfully whilst twirling her fuzz around one of her fingers.

"No, you're properly. I don't give a fucking about the prom, I just want…. ”, Darren never finished his sentence. He grabbed the back of Karenic's head and their back talk met. Karen reciprocated and got what she'd wanted for at least two years, for Darren to beak up the courageousness and take what he wanted. Karen stood motionless, unable to do anything ; her instinct fully took over. Darren grabbed at her arse roughly through the twinkle blue angel wearing apparel, Karenic squealed at the rough handling but ultimately submitted herself fully to her date.

Darren put both of his greedy hands onto each of Karen's arse-cheeks and moved her towards the sofa at the boundary of the elbow room. Darren took his hands-off Karen's bum and pushed her roughly onto the couch. Karen landed spread eagled on the sofa, her legs apart and arms splayed behind her headway."Darren, I've left my purse in your car. It has a rubber in…just gim me a second ”.

Darren leaned over Karen as she lay vulnerable on the sofa and whispered into her ear,"I'll puff out ”. Before Karen could say anything, she was turned over onto her knees by her randy escort. She could see his pant begin to bulge as soon as she was at his mercy, Karenic knew this was going to happen, she may as well enjoy it. Darren pulled at Karenic's dress. Through raw strength, Darren was capable to strip the dress from Karen's rear end pulling it up and folding it over, leaving her arse barely covered by her thin panties. The balance of Karenic's clothes became loosen. She dared not move, she was obedient, she would do anything Darren asked of her.

Karenic felt a rough out smack on her naked bunghole and then two rough hired hand working their way around her panties and quickly ripping them down, leaving them suspended around her melt off thighs. Karen was open air now and completely at Darren's mercy. Karenic remained in view, urging Darren to require action against her. She kept facing forward, attempting to conceal her fright from him.

Karen heard the clink of Darren undoing his belt ammunition buckle and then his trousers slumping to the undercoat in a pile. Darren slowly walked across the lounge floor, his rock-hard member in his hired hand towards his woman. Darren joined Karen on the sofa, he knelt behind her- his erect, unprotected eight inches nearly gracing her unguarded clit with tangency. Darren loan forward, roll in the hay his dick was touching her cunt, her grabbed his female child by the end of her prospicient red hair, pulling her backrest harshly."I've been waiting for this. For old age. Your virginity is mine ”, he whispered in an raging, alien tone.

Karen let out a subdued whimper in answer. The two doors to the room were wide open, the front door to the family remained unlock and the pall remained undraw allowing any passers-by a clear view of a little trollop losing her virginity on the Night of her prom. Darren released her hairsbreadth, causing her to lurch forward. Karen felt bout began to well up in her eye, but she fought back against the unstoppable lunar time period of the rip. She had to carry through her responsibility to Darren, her duty as a woman.

Darren spread Karen's arse cheek with his spare hand with his ovolo brush against her clit- using his spare hand to guide his penis into his prom particular date. He continued by touching his tip against her cunt, causing Karen to wince whilst trembling with prediction. Darren continued with his unprotected dick, spearheaded into the Virgo the Virgin pussy. Soon his integral tip had worked its way into Karen's cunt. With seven inches left for the blushing whore to love, Darren lent forward ( inserting another inch as he did so ), grabbing Karen by the neck. Pulling her read/write head backwards he whispered again into her ear"You're so cockeyed ! I think after I've had my way with you, I'll take you to that stunned screwing promenade just so all the guys who asked out some frigid bitch can misplace their virginity on prom night, I think that would be courteous. Don't you ?

Karenic let out a whimper in response, choked by split. Darren started again"You think I asked you out because I like you, or I…value your personality ? No ! It's because I knew your too get it on rickety and stupid to baulk me, I knew my dick would be wet before 9 o'clock. I'm not fucking amiss am I."

Karen began to cry as Darren took another in of her virginity whilst his rough custody were still wrapped around her neck. It seemed as though Darren had grown tired of the slowly, somewhat sensual approach and forced the remaining five inches of his steely rod into Karenic. Karenic let out a loud gasp, for the first prison term that Night she felt an ounce of pleasure.

Darren ( now balls inscrutable ) began to slip his nob back and Forth through the tight snatch, Karen moaning as he did so. He continued, his cock rubbing harshly against the constricted walls of Karenic's pussy she was no longer crying, she no longer felt shame. Her initial pangs of shame and guilt feelings had been replaced by a new spirit ; one of joy. She began to puff, then she began to push against the force of Darren slamming into her pussy. Darren was moaning too, the tight cunt of Karen was almost too lots for this expert to address, yet he held his cool and averted disaster.

Darren was digging deep into Karen. Though she was a virgin, she had touched herself before, but she had never felt anything like this. Karen didn't want to like it, she had envisioned simply going to prom coming back to Darren's and maybe blowing him but never full sex, the rubber had just been a caution. But this was extreme point. She was loving every second, every driving force brought her closer to climax, ever time he slapped her arse made her moan. Karenic was no longer herself ; she was no foresighted the innocent miss from Broadley Road, now she was a slut- more accurately Darren's slut.

The speech sound of Darren's clod slapping against Karenic's hind echoed throughout the house, Karen didn't care though. Her strumpet instinct had taken over, she existed only for the immediate destination which was orgasm. Karen moaned and squirmed she was on the bound of something, something she didn't know what ! She was scared of what that edge was, she leaned back with Darren wrapping his muscly arm around her neck, her titty still concealed by the light blue dress."Please"pleaded Karen in-between moans"decelerate down ”. Darren ignored these protestation and continued thrusting. Karen couldn't control herself with one final moan and pant she reached climax. Attempting to slither further down onto Darren cock, the cock that had enslaved her mind and body. Her kitty-cat flooded over the massive rod infiltrating her slit and dripped down onto the sofa.

In her trance, Karen failed to comment that a tall man was standing in the doorframe observing the scene of his youngest strain rutting with a little adulteress in a beautiful dress. When she looked up, Karen jumped off Darren's cock in fright shouting loudly"What the fuck ?"

Darren didn't even face up and firmly grabbed Karen from behind as she tried to hide herself from the intruder. He rammed his prick back into her pussy and pushed her face into the couch so she could not talk a phone."Hi Dad. This is that whore from school I was telling you about.

"Oh right on"replied Mr Benson"I watched her cum. You've completely melted her thinker son."

"Thanks Dad ! I mean…you can join in like you used to with Jacob's girlfriends…we could fully break in this little harlot"asked Darren never deviating from firmly smashing Karen.

Mr Benson walked calmly over to the sofa, sitting down near Karen face. Karenic was frozen with awe, her cunt had instantly dried out at the sight of this misdirect creep watching her climax. She had just gotten used to being fucked by Darren, let alone by his dad at the same time. Mr Benson grabbed the little slut by the nerve firmly with one hand, as she lurched back and forth at the mercy of Darren's thrusts.

"So are you enjoying my son, little lamb"he whispered.

"Please no, just…just let us be"dissent Karenic, through renewed tears.

"Oh no ! You come into my mansion. You wake me up with your goddamned moaning. little girlfriend like you need to be taught a example about self-respect ”, his eyes lit up with excitement as he pictured the lessons, he would teach Karen."Oh no, I think you need to learn a moral. One about not being a little slut…yes, that thought excites you doesn't it my dear ”.

Darren's position towards Karenic had changed since his father had sat down. It was no farsighted hard yet sensual seeking to bring his cleaning lady to orgasm, it had changed to a pugnacious fuck with no care for the welfare of Karenic's pussy. Meanwhile, Mr Benson was rubbing Karen's fount against his dick which although still concealed by his tight blue jean was spectacular against the soft, pale cheeks.



Mr Benson stood up and undid his belt. His trousers instantly fell down with his bloomers dropping almost on top of his son's. He walked over to the lounge, kneeling on it at the other end to his son. Karen was encircled. He guided the girls'mouth over to his long phallus. He leant forward until his cock was washed by the wet embrace of her virgin throat. With every thrusting completed by his fit son, Karenic mouth was impaled further upon Mr Benson's shaft.

Karen choked. She was pulled roughly by Benson off his dick permitted no more than two seconds to catch her breathing time and then put back around his shaft, using her cherry red backtalk to pleasure the old degenerate as Darren continued at a faster rate of drilling her behind. Though Mr Benson had none of the toughness of his young and energetic son and he soon exploded in Karen's sass. His milky cum filling her virgin mouth. Instinctively Karen swallowed the payload. Mr Benson stood up and without a word to his youngest son or the hussy, he walked out of the room.

Darren instantly picked up the pace, fucking Karen harder and harder. The Virgo pussy grabbing at his cock, resisting every move with tauten settlement. Karen no longer moaned or trembled she simply stayed still accepting her fate as a piece of fuckmeat. Darren eventually came to orgasm announced by a minuscule amount of pre-cum. He grabbed Karen's long-hair, arching her back perfectly for impregnation. He let out a bingle, recollective groan as he flooded the no-longer-virgin cunt with his come. He stood up and walked out of the elbow room.

Karen was left alone. call, daring not to break the position that she had been placed into by her master copy. The cum began to trickle out of her cunt, running down her thigh. The light blue devil dress that had hugged her now violated and deflowered consistency was now ripped and creased by the relentless fucking she had endured.

After about five second of closing off, Darren re-entered the room with a handful of cable crosstie. He grabbed Karenic roughly by the hair and dragged her over to a table in the quoin of the room. He roughly cable television service tied her handwriting to the mesa leg, Karen did not dare resist. She knew what was going to happen to her. She no longer resisted. She belonged to the Bensons now. She had been broken .