The pizza slut

It was truly a splendid day in the Charles Thomson Rees Wilson household. It was the get-go time the young Isabella Wilson would be left family alone for the night. Isabella's mother needed to move around to the neighbor town for study and would stay the night there. It had taken Isabella a calendar week to win over her mom, but after many foresighted battle, she finally had."Mom, I can do it, I don't need a baby setting hen. delight"She begged until her mother, with a disappointed vocalism, gave in."I will be home tomorrow daybreak. there will be food in the fridge, do NOT do the door for anyone other than me. If something happens, or you need anything, call Mr. Rogers. I've told him you're going to be alone. I love you."She said as she walked out the door.

Isabella would never call her Mr. Carl Rogers, their next-door neighbour. She thought he was sort of creepy. And besides, she had other plans. Just the Lapplander as any teenager would do when their grownup were out of town, the first thing she did was clamber up the stairs, straight to her mom's elbow room. The next thing she did was head to her mother 's outsize closet. She went through the rack of clothes, most of which were several sizes too large for her.

Queen Isabella tried on some oversized brassiere. She was eagerly awaiting the day when her breasts grew to the sizing of her mom's. She saw the way men looked at her mom, and she wanted that sort of attending. She settled on wearing a skimpy fiddling nightdress. It looked huge on her, but she didn't mind, she liked its fogginess. Heading to the bedside drawers, she rummaged through them. jackpot, she thought while holding up her prize. A credit carte du jour. Perfect.

She ran down the starts as fast as she could, straight to the house phone. Picking it up she walked to the electric refrigerator. She dialed the number written on a little yellowed sticky billet for"Nicks pizza pie"The dial tone rang until a rasping voice picked up."Nicks pizza, home of the double cheese stuffed insolence. What can we get you ?"She requested a large pepperoni pizza."Ok would you like to pay now or at the prison term of saving ?"Her mom thought her to never tell a stranger your credit plug-in act, especially over the phone. With that on her judgement, she chose delivery"Ok, give me your address and it will be there in 20 minutes."She happily complied. Thinking zero ill could issue forth out of it.

Isabella eagerly waited for her treat to arrive. She had big plans for the Night. Watching old movies and eating as lots pizza and ice-cream as she possibly could. What more could she require in life ? A ragged looking place wagon pulled into her driveway. The car door opened and improbable man that looked like he had forgotten to shave climbed out, carrying with him large satchel. Isabella knew her pizza lied Within. He strode up to the private road and rang the bell. Isabella was ready and swung the door open blanket. Without looking up at her he asked for the $ 12.69 the pizza would cost. Isabella held out her menu, or rather or mothers. The man took it and swiped on his hand-held card reader. While it was proccing he took his first base good look at her.

"So are you home alone this evening or what ?"

Isabella was bubbling with pride. Pride that she had been trusted by her mother enough to harbour down the fort. With that pride, she gladly told him that yes, she indeed home alone.

"Big planetary house all to yourself. So, you're surely your mom 's not coming home tonight, then right ?"

He probed. Isabella thought it was an odd thing to ask, but figured he was just making small talk. She confirmed again that she was alone all night.

"fountainhead, your card has been declined. It says it was deactivated, do you have any other money to pay ?"

He said while taking a whole step into the doorway. Panic raised itself in Isabella's dresser. She didn't know acknowledgment carte could be deactivated. She felt tears come to her eyes, she tried to entertain them back but failed. She confessed to the man that this was the commencement time she had ever been left menage alone and that she didn't have any early money. Between tears, she apologized to him and told him he could take the pizza pie away. Unfortunately for her, he had other plans.

"It's ok, maybe there's some former way you can pay for it."He said while walking in. he closed the room access, locking it behind him."I don't know what you mean I don-"

She was cut off as he quickly grabbed her forcing her to her knees. He took his limp turncock out of his fly then he used both deal to force clear her mouth and put it in. He was not soft for long. She was pinned between him and the wall to her cover. She felt him microscope slide in and out of her sassing. Frustrated she was n't taking it all, he slapped her head and put all his force into his coxa. Pushing himself down her throat. She gaged. She felt like she needed to throw up, but his prick kept forcing it back down. He pulled out, and she vomited her venter contentedness.

He began to take his pants the sleep of the way off. Seeing that she thought she saw a hazard to scat. She crawled to the stairs on all fours. With his pants still at his ankles, he caught her. He clamped her hands together, pinning them to the stair. He ripped her nightgown off with his other, revealing her pinko kitty. He licked it once before forcing his rock-hard peter into her slit. Using his early hand, he pushed her face into the carpeting lining the step. She was pinned to the stair as he pounded away, he went mysterious than she thought was potential. she felt a cryptical pain sensation with every poking. He got off his knees and stood. He pulled on her ass up, raising it high. Balancing on one foot he pushed the other one against her face, grinding it into the terra firma. With his hands now gratis, he slapped her backside every time he went in and out of her hole. After what felt like a life he pulled out and stood up. Tears streaked her font. She hoped he was done, but she would not be that lucky.

He grabbed her recollective hair and pulled her up the stairs, once in the hall he forcefully flipped her onto her rachis and mounted her. He stuck his tongue into her mouth as he raped her fix. His hands found their way to her humble titty. They fit into his hands with ease, he squeezed them hard while thrusting his hips. Isabelle wanted to die as his fingernails impaled her flesh, they were among other things that were penetrating her flesh. min rolled by, but to Isabella, it felt like hours. Finally, He pulled out and perplex it back into her mouth. She felt something hot and unenviable go down her orifice. She gaged it up until it was covering her grimace. He stood up and kicked her in the hard in the tit. He told her that near sluts should swallow. He left her lying there, cum covered and crying. He walked downstairs and began eating the pizza pie he had bought. She just laid there, regretting all her decisions that lead to this pointedness. Regretting her life as a unit. She hadn't even been treated as a human, no to him, she was nothing more than a have a go at it hole.

•As with all grownup medium, you can pretend the characters are whatever age you wish, but in this story ALL of them are over 18. with no exceptions.

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