Karen is a tall and skinny girl from just outside of KS city in the United DoS of United States of America. She has long red-dyed hair, brown eye, wan tegument and wears orotund unwieldy glasses. Karen is looking forward to her senior high school school day prom to which she is going to with her long-time puppy love, Darren. Little does she know the cool and respectable cutis of Darren conceals a dark and dangerous interior and has concocted terrible plans for his date.

Karen finished applying her makeup. Her cherry-red lipstick was perfectly applied and her introduction well faded. Her voluptuous, red hair flowed down her back over the wet, scant blue dress she was wearing that ended at knee and was low cut enough that you could get a unspoiled view of her cleavage. It was 8:32. She had eight proceedings before Darren was coming to pick her up, she picked up her pocketbook 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 Joseph Black shoebox, pulling it out and dusting off the cobwebs she opened it. She reached through the paper inside until she located a silver packaged condom and placed it into her purse. Karen didn't plan to sustain to use it, but she felt she had to bring it just in case.



She left her chamber, going through the residence hall and down the stairs. She straightened her dress in the hall mirror and waited for her date to make it. Exactly on metre there was a firm roast on the door. Karen, springing with excitement, opened the doorway to be greeted by Darren standing in a pristine case and with his Robert Brown hair slicked back neatly."Wow Karenic ! You…you look beautiful"said Darren nervously.

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

Karen turned around and shut the door, shamelessly advertising her perfectly rounded arse to Darren as she locked the doorway. She turned around coming nerve to facial expression with Darren, pushing her glistening hairsbreadth out of her eyes, Darren put his arm around his date and walked her over to his blue Ford Fiesta. 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 room access allowing her to sit down. He then walked back and climbed into the driver's seat.

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

Darren felt at the chest sack of his sport coat and then exclaimed"Fuck's sake, I've forgotten it. I'll just have to stop home on the way. Sorry love"

"It's ok, no trouble"reply Karen smiling. They sat in miserable secrecy as Darren sped across townspeople to get back to his home. After ten instant, Darren dumped his car into his driveway harshly applying the handbrake causing Karenic to shift forward. As the car screeched to a halt, Darren turned to Karen and looked her in her brown eye"Come inside, just for five minutes. You can help me…look in my bedroom ”.

Without saying anything Karen got out of the car, taking a moment to shine out her apparel, and followed Darren to the door to his family. He pushed it capable and rushed inside then moving quickly to a room on the immediate left, Karen gracefully followed. Darren stopped and turned around, coming face to face with Karen's beautiful face. Karen stopped, their faces just inches apart."This isn't your bedroom !"inquired Karen playfully whilst twirling her hair around one of her fingers.

"No, you're right. I don't give a ass about the promenade, I just want…. ”, Darren never finished his time. He grabbed the dorsum of Karen's head and their lips met. Karenic reciprocated and got what she'd wanted for at to the lowest degree two twelvemonth, for Darren to pick up the courage and remove what he wanted. Karen stood motionless, unable to do anything ; her instincts fully took over. Darren grabbed at her butt roughly through the light blue air dress, Karenic squealed at the boisterous intervention 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 border of the 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 head."Darren, I've left my handbag in your car. It has a rubber in…just gim me a endorse ”.

Darren leaned over Karen as she lay vulnerable on the couch and whispered into her ear,"I'll pull out ”. Before Karen could say anything, she was turned over onto her articulatio genus by her randy day of the month. She could see his drawers begin to bulge as soon as she was at his mercy, Karen knew this was going to materialize, she may as well enjoy it. Darren pulled at Karen's frock. Through raw strength, Darren was able-bodied to strip the garb from Karenic's can end pulling it up and folding it over, leaving her arse barely covered by her slender panties. The residuum of Karen's dress became sluttish. She dared not proceed, she was obedient, she would do anything Darren asked of her.

Karen felt a scratchy tang on her bare prat and then two scratchy workforce working their way around her panty and quickly ripping them down, leaving them suspended around her thin second joint. Karen was open now and completely at Darren's mercy. Karen remained in berth, urging Darren to take action against her. She kept facing forward, attempting to conceal her fearfulness from him.

Karen heard the clink of Darren undoing his belt buckle and then his trousers slumping to the ground in a stack. Darren slowly walked across the couch storey, his rock-hard penis in his helping hand towards his woman. Darren joined Karen on the sofa, he knelt behind her- his erect, unprotected eight column inch nearly gracing her unguarded clit with contact. Darren Lententide forward, know his shaft was touching her cunt, her grabbed his girl by the end of her long red hair, pulling her back harshly."I've been waiting for this. For age. Your virginity is mine ”, he whispered in an angry, alien tone.

Karen let out a subdued whimper in response. The two doors to the room were wide open, the front door to the theater remained unlocked and the pall remained undraw allowing any passers-by a clear view of a niggling slut losing her virginity on the night of her prom. Darren released her hair, causing her to reel forward. Karen felt split began to well up in her center, but she fought back against the unstoppable tide of the tears. She had to carry out her duty to Darren, her duty as a woman.

Darren spread Karenic's arse cheek with his give up hired man with his ovolo brushing against her clit- using his part with handwriting to steer his penis into his prom date. He continued by touching his tip against her cunt, causing Karen to squinch whilst trembling with anticipation. Darren continued with his unprotected shaft, spearheaded into the virgin pussy. Soon his stallion tip had worked its way into Karen's slit. With seven inch left for the blushing whore to revel, Darren lent forward ( inserting another inch as he did so ), grabbing Karen by the cervix. Pulling her mind backwards he whispered again into her ear"You're so tight ! I think after I've had my way with you, I'll accept you to that dazed fucking prom just so all the bozo who asked out some arctic bitch can lose their virginity on prom night, I think that would be decent. Don't you ?

Karenic let out a whine in response, choked by tears. 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 fucking rickety and stupid to resist me, I knew my gumshoe would be wet before 9 o'clock. I'm not fucking ill-timed am I."

Karen began to cry as Darren took another inch of her virginity whilst his rough helping hand were still wrapped around her cervix. It seemed as though Darren had grown tired of the slow, somewhat animal feeler and forced the remaining five column inch of his steely rod into Karen. Karenic let out a loud gasp, for the kickoff time that nighttime she felt an ounce of pleasure.

Darren ( now balls deep ) began to slide his nob back and Forth River through the blotto snatch, Karenic moaning as he did so. He continued, his cock rubbing harshly against the press rampart of Karen's pussy she was no longer battle cry, she no longer felt disgrace. Her initial pangs of shame and guilt had been replaced by a new look ; one of pleasure. She began to pant, then she began to push against the force of Darren slamming into her twat. Darren was moaning too, the cockeyed pussy of Karen was almost too much for this expert to handle, yet he held his sang-froid and avert 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. Karenic 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 condom had just been a guard. But this was extreme point. She was loving every endorsement, every thrust brought her closer to climax, ever time he slapped her arse made her groan. Karen was no longer herself ; she was no longer the innocent young lady from Broadley Road, now she was a slut- more accurately Darren's slut.

The speech sound of Darren's balls slapping against Karen's hind echoed throughout the family, Karen didn't upkeep though. Her slut instinct had taken over, she existed only for the immediate finish which was orgasm. Karen moaned and squirmed she was on the edge of something, something she didn't know what ! She was scared of what that border was, she leaned back with Darren wrapping his muscly arm around her neck, her teat still concealed by the light disconsolate dress."Please"pleaded Karenic in-between moans"slow down ”. Darren ignored these protest and continued thrusting. Karen couldn't control herself with one final groan and pant she reached sexual climax. Attempting to slither further down onto Darren cock, the pecker that had enslaved her brain and trunk. Her pussy flooded over the massive rod infiltrating her cunt and dripped down onto the lounge.

In her trance, Karen failed to detect that a marvellous man was standing in the doorframe observing the prospect of his unseasoned song rutting with a little trollop in a beautiful garb. When she looked up, Karenic jumped off Darren's cock in care shouting loudly"What the roll in the hay ?"

Darren didn't even expect up and firmly grabbed Karen from behind as she tried to hide herself from the intruder. He rammed his cock back into her cunt and pushed her face into the sofa so she could not let out a speech sound."Hi Dad. This is that lady of pleasure from school I was telling you about.

"Oh properly"replied Mr Benson"I watched her cum. You've completely melted her mind 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 boldness. Karen was frozen with fear, her pussy had instantly dried out at the mess of this twisted crawling watching her orgasm. She had just gotten used to being fucked by Darren, let alone by his dad at the same time. Mr Benson grabbed the short slut by the typeface 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"resist Karenic, through renewed tears.

"Oh no ! You come into my planetary house. You wake me up with your goddamn moaning. niggling girls like you need to be taught a lesson about lordliness ”, his eyes lit up with fervor as he pictured the lessons, he would instruct Karen."Oh no, I think you need to learn a lesson. One about not being a little slut…yes, that idea excites you doesn't it my beloved ”.

Darren's attitude towards Karen had changed since his father had sat down. It was no prospicient strong yet sensual seeking to get his charwoman to orgasm, it had changed to a approximate ass with no care for the welfare of Karenic's kitty. Meanwhile, Mr Benson was rubbing Karen's font against his turncock which although still concealed by his besotted jeans was prominent against the cushy, pale cheeks.



Mr Benson stood up and undid his swath. His trousers instantly fell down with his pant dropping almost on top of his son's. He walked over to the sofa, kneeling on it at the other end to his son. Karen was encircled. He guided the girls'mouth over to his hanker genus Phallus. He tip forward until his pecker was washed by the wet embrace of her virgin throat. With every thrust completed by his fit son, Karen mouth was impaled further upon Mr Benson's cock.

Karen choked. She was pulled roughly by Benson off his cock permitted no to a greater extent than two endorsement to catch her hint and then put back around his tool, using her cherry red red lip to pleasure the old pervert as Darren continued at a degenerate pace of boring her behind. Though Mr Benson had none of the stamina of his young and energetic son and he soon exploded in Karen's sassing. His milky cum filling her virgin oral fissure. Instinctively Karen swallowed the load. Mr Benson stood up and without a give-and-take to his new son or the slut, he walked out of the room.

Darren instantly picked up the pace, fucking Karen harder and harder. The virgin pussy grabbing at his peter, resisting every relocation with firm resolution. Karen no longer moaned or trembled she simply stayed still accepting her lot as a piece of fuckmeat. Darren eventually came to orgasm announced by a modest amount of pre-cum. He grabbed Karen's long-hair, arching her rachis perfectly for saturation. He let out a 1, long moan as he flooded the no-longer-virgin cunt with his ejaculate. He stood up and walked out of the room.

Karen was left alone. Crying, daring not to give away the position that she had been placed into by her passkey. The cum began to trickle out of her puss, running down her thigh. The wakeful blue garb that had hugged her now violated and deflowered body was now ripped and creased by the relentless fucking she had endured.

After about five transactions of isolation, Darren re-entered the elbow room with a handful of cable standoff. He grabbed Karenic roughly by the hairsbreadth and dragged her over to a table in the corner of the room. He roughly cable tied her custody to the table legs, Karen did not make bold resist. She knew what was going to happen to her. She no longer resisted. She belonged to the Bensons now. She had been broken .