On a tardily Saturday Night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the front threshold jibe. Checking her clock she was slightly fox as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at to the lowest degree another 60 minutes. She did not really worry and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living way to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her mouth to recognize 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 rating card, '' Ian shouted back.

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

'' Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would possess been perfectly happy to motor. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your telephone when your other boyfriend texted. ``

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

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

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

'' The fact that you and your daughter are living in my house rent free would intimate as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the life room from the kitchen.

'' You just roll in the hay to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your household because your mother 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 white with wrath. `` sweetheart, you don't want to try all this. Just go back upstair for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a persona of the conversation to follow. Maybe she could help them reconcile. If they really did dampen up, it would not just be Janet who would have to leave the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hired hand, informing her that she was unnecessary. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the steps. No Sooner 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 drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to gain certainly she could hear none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before hanker she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her meter reading. She did not even notice when the threshold to her room 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 keister revealed that the person in head was Ian and not her mother. He did that from time to metre, patted her stern when he wanted her care instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really beware as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the independent intellect he and her female parent got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how brassy her euphony was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could see him. `` I don't want you to remember LE off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some time apart. That may sound like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be good I 'm rather past wanting her dorsum at this point. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't care less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not find out him at all. She was still pretending to discount his presence while listening to her blare music. `` 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 Sir Thomas More than fair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her understructure and hummed along to the song on her phone. He tapped her butt joint twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whang ; still no answer. Annoyed he decided to tantalise her a little. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her wooden leg and exposing her spunk mark panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another smacking to the rear end almost made her yelping. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not contrive to lose this game. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her nates at him, daring him to maintain spanking her.

After another three smacking, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her pantie. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight beloved handles. Her crotch felt cold when he slid her panty down to her second joint. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readapt herself again. At the same time he slapped her bare ass, aloud and unvoiced. She bit her lip to hold open from yelping. Another smack and she was almost ready to break in.

He was no longer trying to get her care though ; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her rhythm buns cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her middle rolled back in her head and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to intercept if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast blank out why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's girl 's ass spring and rock with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better figure than her mom. While Janet was on the boney slope, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any mean. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her clothes always looked squiffy around the chest and thigh area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to hide out her genitals from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and indicate him her private stead. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her legs and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare crotch. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a contrast. Lacey opened her oral fissure and screamed for her female parent. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the backrest of her straits and pushed her grimace into the bed to dampen her riot. As she began to sputter, trying to inch herself away from his invading finger's breadth, he reacted in the opposite, trying to work his fingerbreadth further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them luxate inside. It was a foreign sensation she did not cognize how to oppose to. His fingers were larger than her own. She was afraid it would ache if she moved too often. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin flesh that separated her vaginal duct from her bowel. Her eye rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her body, making her look like a Fish flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee into the small of her back to go along her pinned when he finally removed his mitt from her mind. She lifted her font and gasped for air. The situation she was in finger even stranger due to the fact that aloud music was still blaring in her pinna. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the house to rape her while the adult fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her head though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his fingers deeper into her. He felt he needed to maintain the estimate that this was free punishment. If he let up too much she might try severe to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeak was much more than exculpated. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiac way, moaning in slender pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden flavor of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an adorable tiddler who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to wed her mother, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would throw left Janet a hanker time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blond fuzz away from the back of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a girl, he wanted to do by her as a sexual object. He wanted to force that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this wonderful girl out of his life. He could name her his in a different way.

'' Please, '' she managed a tenuous ill as he stroked her pilus. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would palpate bad and let her go. She did not make that her easygoing voice only egged him on. He wanted to take heed 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 digit moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. Worse than just using her physical structure, he wanted to make believe 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 torment, both mental and strong-arm, 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 sense liquid seeping down her second joint. There was a numbness she felt whenever his fingers brushed the sides of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her chief sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her dentition. Her eyes focused enough for her to await at his look. She blushed in overplus. Kissing mortal whose fingers were inside of her at that very second was too much. Like a rising tide, 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 rancor. He had slept with several fair sex, her mother included. This was her for the first time time. He should be treating her especial, not making her feel like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not tell ; either way, she fell onto her back the moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breathing place. Her nerve was completely red and her middle were filled with tear. Her kick were soaked with sudor and sticking to her forehead. She was mindful that her panties were still around her second joint and felt ashamed. Something felt awry about still wearing them. If she was fully nude it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt sticky and constricted. Her legs hurt from not being able to spread apart. She wished he would just take off her step-in entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her tit, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable annoyance as he undid the front end grasp. Her large bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were large and her areolas were, in her opinion, too dark. Worse yet, her tit were quite obviously erect. She did not need to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her face to look when something wet enveloped one of her nipple. Ian was sucking on her tit greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to nada 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 case licked would cause her genital organ to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her script to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to face like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his fingers into her, pulling her digit with him. `` Stop ! '' she shouted as more tears spilled down her face, creating white lines atop the red.

Ian did block up. She sounded extremely desperate. For a moment his fatherly inherent aptitude kicked in. He stared at her with worry but it only lasted a moment. With his other hired hand he ripped her headphone off and tossed them against the rampart, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in annoyance. `` What do you mean, stop ? Maybe you don't read your situation yet. I kicked your whore of a female parent out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her sept place two time of day away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you desire to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her head. `` That 's the right way. You 'd rather stay in your skillful warm bed tonight. Unfortunately charter isn't loose. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't want that slut anymore. Do you bed what that means ? ``

Lacey 's oculus widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this house, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him feature sex with her. Her world-class 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 advantage of her astonished disposition, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any luck she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making surely to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became labored. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely concentrate on anything. The one thought going through her school principal 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 protrusion in his pants was quite boastfully. He was wearing a nice twain of trousers in prevision of date nighttime with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his attempt had gone to waste. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her venter, jostling her wholly body. She did not know why and found it almost funny. It took some attempt not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to osculate her again. The hairsbreadth of his chest brushed against her erect nipple making her moan. He liked the strait and dug his fingerbreadth deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his nonremittal response to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her channel stretched by his with child fingers and wanted to take a crap her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the salutary option would be to get him to look sharp up. She freed her bridge player from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his drawers. He was definitely surprise. She unzipped him and let his prick spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you tidal bore, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to position himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the school principal of his cock brush against the outside of her pussy. Just knowing it was something entirely unlike than his digit made it alien. He moved it all around the opening to tease her more before he finally started to push in.

Her heart began to water from the pain in the neck immediately. She threw her read/write head back and clenched her dentition. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her facial expression and bit the spinal column of her own wrist in an attack to shut herself up. Ian had one handwriting on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` Good young lady, '' 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 on himself inside of her. Her fountainhead fell off the sharpness of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedstead. Her eyes spun in her head as the pain of three affair encompassed her at once.

All she could think about was how horrible sex must be for women. In what trivial pornography she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the pitiable young woman. 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 prevail the woman.

For some reason the memory of her best Friend 's commencement boyfriend came to mind. 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 sustain hurt Sarah at the time, Lacey was definitely confident that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could stuff his dick inside of her. Men caring about adult female was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to fuck her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must have put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

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

Ian was confused for a moment. A hard smacking to her facial expression followed. `` Watch your language Lester Willis Young lady. I may be fucking you like a char right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

'' You don't draw a blank what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

Ian stared down at her bare chest and belly and the blank space where their genitalia met. Shiny railway line of liquid were running up into the whisker above her cunt 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 earn that zip he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would relish this even though he knew it was unsufferable. By no means was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her face again, leaving a red script print. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to fuck a lady friend roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of form Janet would never let me. If you 're going to detest it either way, I may as well stimulate some fun. '' He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth.

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

With his base, Ian pushed her panty down the rest of the way so her legs could finally devolve out-of-doors completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her genu were being pressed into her chest every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to bend like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her knees and pushed her wooden leg back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could agitate her ankles behind her cervix. Looking down she could see her own hip ivory sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible little girl 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 prison term and then twisted both her nipples at the same time. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this meter. It was more of a ratification than a complaint. Her eye were fixed on his face, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her tit, leaving red stripe. `` Look mommy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so firmly, '' Lacey refused to hold to being in infliction. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to respond. The incline of her side was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a lilliputian severe to keep on her correct eye open as her cheek was starting to swell.

When he did not move his hand from her boldness, she turned her head slightly and opened her mouth. She let his fingers trace her brim a few time before she started to lick and take up them. `` Do you desire to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her tongue and twisted it as punishment. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as best she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her natural language he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

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

Thrusting into her pussy again, he slid her far off the bed. At the same time he leaned back, putting some of his weight into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his saliva coated thumb press against her arsehole. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her prick. Her intumesce eye began to nip as the sensation filled her venter. She felt it all the way up her intestines. `` God, I think I 'm gon na shed up, '' she groaned while grabbing her stomach. With his early paw Ian pressed down atop her custody, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's oculus rolled back as she retched. She did not actually confuse up though. `` Come on, this doesn't hurt ; it just feels unearthly, '' she began to bait him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your dick in my fanny it would offend more. Would you like that ? Do you want to fuck a untested young lady 's mother fucker ? ``

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

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

The sound of his thighs slapping against her daily round butt 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 replete of her fuzz and lifted her point up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you love fucking bald fille ? ``

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

He moved his grip to her wrist and began to pack together it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't break dance my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually split up 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 slut to fuck whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient slut. ``

She used her knee joint to go up her ass off the bed and jab 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 a lot. Your cock is so big interior 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 uterus with your semen. I could get pregnant. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your baby 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his handle 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 decently, '' she gasped. `` collapse me my first sense of taste of cum. Make me addicted to it. I 'm not paying split, I 'm taking mamma 's place. I 'm you 're girl now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to pick out me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can make out 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 mouthpiece over his tool. She squealed when she felt warm liquidness hitting the backrest 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 mind down until her face was red from lack of ventilation. She slapped his arm a few metre before resorting to digging her fingernails into his paw. He finally released her. She pulled her read/write head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm dead, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her chest rising and falling rapidly as she caught her hint. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go bring a shower. '' She began to crawl 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 turn 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 place now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to save my Charles Frederick Worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold fundament eyes.

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

'' Then what did you require ? You wanted an easy fuck, right ? If that 's not true up, we can talk 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 manus from her shank and let her crawl off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to allude her toes he got a replete view of her bleeding slit, the red hand prints on her ass, and her slightly well anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to happen next, it was not a matter of forgiveness. There was no way things could go back to formula. Hopefully she would be willing to live with her new role as a gob for his lust. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .