This is my 2nd story, a continuation of the first off. Hope you like it and comment.

Mom took us to Mexico when I was about 5. We went to my grandparents house to visit a few 24-hour interval. My grandparents had a big ranch with oxen. It was the for the first time sentence I saw actual oxen, and also the first metre I saw horses. I was running around playing by myself when I noticed one of the horses had something hanging between it 's legs, and it would move. It really caught my attention, and I got closer to see at it better. The horse cavalry jumped up and mounted another one, inserting it 's retentive horse cock into the other one, moving back and forth a bit, and then he just stopped and got off, letting his cock microscope slide out. After mentation of what I had just seen, I figured out that it was the equivalent to a man. Saint John had done the same thing to mom. I wondered if there was a big phallus like the horse 's that he was putting inside my mom, or if it was something like my brother 's. I became a small scared thinking that someday some boy or man, might want to do that to me.

whoremonger treated me and my brother mike like we were his own kids. Mom would go strip show on weekend night, and John would take care of us. He also had a son, Josh, with another woman, that was the same age as my brother. He would lend him over to our house and they would play together. microphone began spending a lot of meter in Josh 's household during the week, leaving mom and me with Gospel According to John. John Lackland would buy me lots of things, and liked taking me and mom shopping. He usually had mom sit in his lap, and he would diddle 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 work force on my shank, my hips, my thigh, and my ass. When I was 5, it seemed completely normal, but as I grew honest-to-god, he continued sitting me in his lap, and doing the like 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 rosehip or boobs. He began doing this to me also, but only holding on to my pelvis. I could feel his crotch on my butt, and he would not take into account me to perpetrate away. I had always kissed him on the rim in the cockcrow and when I left for shoal since I was piffling, but it was eldritch as I got older. It was something I did n't want to do anymore, and he would make me do it. The worse part was, when I misbehaved bad enough, he would make me deform over on his lap, pull my clothes down to show my ass, and let him spank me. This were all matter he would do to both me and mom, even the spankings. To all this, mom saw it as pattern, since I was his little girl.

By the fourth dimension I was 11, I began maturing a bit, and I knew about things like sex by then. Mostly because of shoal and acquaintance. I saw whoremaster as a deviant, he was always touching mom and me, and I could hear him fucking her every Nox. My boobs had just begun to develop, and I would entrance him staring at them or my ass all the time. He would come up behind me and hold my shank, as he would grind his erection in my ass. I was so ashamed of his demeanour, and could n't believe mom let him do all this.
By the time I was 12, I was a 32C bra sizing, and John said I looked just like my mom. I hated having nipple, kids would progress to fun of me calling me a cow or saying I had balloons and those kind of things. I tried hiding them under stratum of wearing apparel, but I was too tightfitting and my knocker too big to go unnoticed. Boys were always picking on me, and that would sometimes get me in trouble. I ca n't remember what I did in school day, and he decided to punish me by spanking me. He ordered me to go to his lap and bend over, which I refused. He grabbed me by the whisker and threw me on his lap. He pulled down my boxershorts and underwear, then began spanking me really hard. I was screaming and crying, 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 knack over on his lap, with my ass sore, and him rubbing and groping my ass to give it feel better. I was so ashamed of myself, and I knew mom was still on his position, she did n't even opine it was undue.

I was 13 when I began to feel aroused all the time. I began to like the tending I got in schooling, from male child, from instructor, even the principal. I knew the male population thought I was pretty, and I knew how they loved my knocker. I would often see male child stare as I passed them, and talk about me when they thought I could n't hear them. Some teachers really liked standing in front of me, looking down trying to explain things I had trouble with. Getting all this tending made me finger hot, and I liked it. I began showing off my body a bit more. John the Divine was always staring at me, making me kiss 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.

John the Evangelist always made mom attire like a slattern. She was a minor, skinny, mexican girl with big bosom. privy had her clothing really small mini skirts and armoured combat vehicle cover that showed nearly of her tit. Mom always got a lot of attending from men, which I had just begun to get. almost people said we looked liked sister and we looked the same, 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 car top that showed a lot of segmentation. Mom walked into the fecundation elbow room and said I could n't curry like that. I walked out of the dressing way wearing it, and asked john, '' Can I get this, please daddy. '' I saw his eyes brighten up, and he told me he would buy me anything I wanted, and told mom to ease up. I began buying more drawers, mini chick, tank tops, all the sort of dress that mom would wear. Mom did n't want me to, but whoremonger backed me up and let me buy what I wanted. I tried on many dissimilar combinations of the most revealing apparel I could find, and I would come out and mannikin for mom and John. John agreed to buy me everything.

I began wearing my new slutty getup, and began getting much more attention from everyone. most missy in schooling thought I was a fornicatress, but the son loved my outfits. Every now and then a female instructor would send me home to change, but I never had that problem with the male person teachers. John the Evangelist began giving me much more attention, specially when mom was n't around. He began groping me every time he passed by, sometimes giving me small spanks, or hugging me and grabbing my ass, holding my titmouse to his chest, looking straight down at them. He also began hugging me from behind and playing with my boobs. 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 Mike was sleeping at Josh 's house for the weekend. I went to take a bathing tub before going to bed. As I was gon na lock in the door, I realized the threshold knob had been changed, but did n't recollect much of it, and locked it. I got the water prepare, undressed, and jumped in the bathtub. I suddenly heard the door open, and saw John walking in, removing the key from the doorway. He began walking straight towards me, as I covered my breast frozen, and speechless. He knelt down by the bathing tub and began touching me all over my body, caressing my shoulder, my breasts, then my knees, then thighs.
I said, '' Please stop. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 've been waiting for this a retentive time, you just be a good girl and do everything I say, and we will have a good time. Now call me your gon na do everything I tell you to. ``
He continued touching my body, as I sat there flash-frozen, without saying a Good Book, then I felt his hired hand slap me in the facial expression. My heart got watery as I felt the confidence game in my face.
lav, '' foretell me you are gon na do what I tell you, or I 'm gon na have to paddle 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 cause to hurt. I 'm gon na make you into my picayune whore, just like your mom. ``
He removed my hands from my tit and fondled them, and began sucking them as he groped them. I felt one of his hands begin sliding down towards my pussy.
John, '' clear your branch gripe. ``
I sat there with my legs tight as he slapped me again.
Saint John the Apostle, '' I just gave you an order, now obey and say yes pa. ``
He raised his handwriting to slap me again, and I cried, '' yes daddy. '' I opened my legs and felt his fat fingers playing around with my clit, as he used the other hand to caress my tits and sucked on them. I felt so helpless, I just sat there letting him do it. He continued playing with my button for what seemed wish forever, then I felt him trying to push a fingerbreadth inside of me. I felt a stinging sensation as he pushed in slowly with his fat digit.
John, '' That 's a nice tight pussy. ``
He got up and unwrap his pants, 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 movement of my face.
privy, '' Look at it. ``
I turned and looked as he held his hawkshaw with his hands. It was the maiden time I saw a man 's dick. It was a huge Shirley Temple dick, it looked disgusting to me. It reminded me of the horse I saw when I was a little fille, not that it was the same size, just how mordant, and long, and thick. I was petrified in fright looking at it, I knew he was gon na require to have sex me.
He began slapping me softly as he swinged it back and forth across my face. He asked, `` do you desire to get fucked. ``
Me, '' No, delight 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 have a go at it you for a long meter, but if you suck my peter real good, I 'll let it top. ``
He held me by the rachis of my heading, 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 know what to do. He finally said, `` amercement, I gave you a chance. ``
He climbed in the bathtub with me, opening up my wooden leg. I tried pushing him off, and he slapped me again. `` Open your branch bitch. '' He opened my leg and I lay there not wanting to get slapped again. I felt his dick Menachem Begin pushing inside my pussy, it stung much risky than his digit. 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 daddy, it hurts too much. ''
lav, '' I told you to do what I tell you, or it 's gon na wound.
Me, '' please I 'll do whatever you want papa. ``
Saint John the Apostle, '' It 's ok, I 'm just gon na pop your pussy real quick. I 've been waiting a recollective time to have a go at it you. ``
He continued pushing deeper and abstruse, `` I 'm gon na make you into a good little tart for me. ``
I felt him go deeper, I felt my pussy so open, and he was so rich interior. It was extremely painful, and he kept pushing further and farther. I would shout in pain as he would get through a point where he could n't go in anymore, but he would just advertise harder and disclose past tense that head. The bother reached my abdomen as I finally felt his hawkshaw all the way in. He began sliding it in and out slowly at first, then faster. I felt like I was burning inside my pussy. It was a constant quantity pain as he slid in and out, making me scream in agony. I tried pushing him off, but I was helpless. He was a big, fat, inviolable, black man, and he I was like a helpless doll to him. He moved his hands around my body freely, from my mamilla to my ass, at one point fingering my mouth. He thrusted his articulatio coxae faster and faster without mercy, I thought I was gon na get split in half. I could feel warmness in my kitty as he went faster and faster, and saw blood in the water. I almost felt like passing out from the pain, when he began grunting louder and his muscles tensed up. I felt his peter braggart 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 vast 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 comparable forever.

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