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Playing with Patti
by playfulgirl2001 (dadsnaughtygirl6@aol.com)
***
This is the story of how playing hooky from school led
to me being Raped and changed my life forever. (M+/g,
nc, rp)
***
I remember the first day I met him, it was a sunny day
and I was eleven and a half. That morning I was busy
getting myself ready for school, I had put on a white
tank top, sleeveless and a black skirt that just went
above my knees. Underneath I had my training bra on; it
was not long since I had started to develop. I remember
even back then, thinking how lucky I was.
You see I was a bit bigger than most girls my age,
round the bust that is, and that meant more attention
from the boys. Anyway I had on white cotton panties,
with socks and black shoes with maybe an inch heels. My
hair was very long almost reaching my butt. It was now
7:30 am and time too walk to school; I hated taking the
bus, always too crowded and smelly. So I always walked
unless I was running late.
I was about a block and a half from my home when I
noticed this very handsome guy who was watering his
flowers. Even at this tender age, I'd started noticing
men. He looked at me with the biggest smile and said,
"Hi, what's a pretty little thing like you doing up
this early?"
I stopped.
"I'm going to school, but that school bus sucks, so I
get up early and walk. I like your flowers, they're so
pretty."
We continued talking small talk till I noticed it was
getting late. So I said a quick.
"Bye."
And with that I rushed off to school.
From then on, every day when I passed his place as I
walked to and from school, he always seemed to be
outside and I'd stop and talk to him. Sometimes he'd
offer me a drink of lemonade or something, and we would
sit on a pair of sun chairs he had in his front garden
having a drink while we talked.
Then Oct 26th arrived, my 12th birthday. It was great
walking to school that morning, Dave as I now knew was
his name, was once again outside. We chatted as usual,
and I told him it was my birthday. So as I was walking
by his house after school he came out and stopped me.
He had gotten me a Happy Birthday balloon and a yellow
single rose. He was so sweet I just loved it. I had to
tell my parents that some friends at school gave it to
me at lunch time. I really didn't think they would like
me talking to an older man, so I kept that a secret
from them.
When I got home I had my birthday party, and one of my
gifts that my parents had bought for me was a real
woman's bra, not a training bra. I was so excited; I
felt so big now, and I couldn't wait to try it on. That
night when I went up stair's to my room, I undressed
and before I put my nightie on, while I was still
naked, I just had to try on my bra. God it felt so good
and I felt so grown-up. I was standing in front of the
mirror throwing my shoulders back just to force my bust
forwards and give them a little more show. I couldn't
wait to wear it to school the next morning.
I put my new bra on and my panties which were white
cotton with little tiny flower's on them. As I told you
my hair was very long reaching my butt, it was dark
brown as were my eyes. I was about 5'2 weighed 102 lbs.
I didn't feel I had much of a figure yet, but in some
dresses I guess you must have been able to see my
curves starting to develop. As once or twice of late,
I'd noticed men paying me attention, nothing weird, but
just that look that men give you.
My legs were very long and full, and with nylons on,
this was also something that made men look. I must
admit, even I thought they looked awesome. But I wasn't
gonna be wearing nylons today, as my parents didn't
like me wearing them, they said I was too young. So the
dress I put on today was really frilly; white with lots
of lace flowers on it, making it spring like. It was
very full looking and it flared at my hips showing off
what figure I'd got to best effect. Then I just left my
hair to fly freely.
So off I went, feeling all grown-up, I had a spring in
my step as I took my normal walk to school, Then as I
neared Dave's place, there he was again outside waiting
to catch me. He yelled over at me so I stopped and
waved to Him. He comes running up to me to ask how my
Birthday went. I told him great and then started
telling him the details of the party. Then as I was
talking to him, I could tell he was looking at me very
differently.
Looking at me from top to bottom, but he was really
looking at my breasts. I felt both a little
uncomfortable, and at the same time excited that he was
looking at me that way. Because this meant he was
looking at me like I was a big girl, not a child. I
told him I had to run to school before I was late. He
even offered to give me a ride to school in his car,
but I turned him down saying.
"No thank you. I love the walk."
But in all honesty I felt so proud of my developing
shape; I just wanted the world to see me.
It was a great day; I seemed to have lots of boys
following me wherever I went. Too sure, I'd had guy
friends before, but now they seemed to give me more
attention. They seemed to want to be with me, not as
before either playing or poking fun, but just talking.
After school I saw Dave outside his place, when he
caught sight of me he ran over, his face had his usual
big smile.
He asked me how my day had gone, I told him about how
some of the boys had been walking me to class, sitting
by me, having lunch and breaks with me. Dave didn't
seem too happy about that. At the time I didn't
understand why, but he didn't want to hear about it.
But now I realise, he was jealous. At the time I'd
considered that possibility, but I knew that he was a
grown man of thirty or more and I was only twelve, so
I'd put that down to my imagination going wild.
Then I told him I needed to get home to do my homework,
he asked me what homework I had. I told him math, which
was a subject I was not good at. Then he asked.
"Could you use a bit of help with that?"
"You serious?"
"If you want me to. It was my top subject at college,
so I guess I can handle the level you're at."
"Oh god, that would be great. But I'll need to call my
mom and tell her I'm at a friends house studying."
He let me in to use his phone while he got some
lemonade. My mom said it was fine, but I had to be home
in an hour and a half. Dave was already sitting
outside, he had a table and lawn chairs set out right
under a tree so it was plenty shaded enough.
He was true to his word, and over the next few months
it was the same thing everyday, me stopping off at his
place to study. He was so patient with me, and
gradually my math grade did improve. Then one morning,
for no apparent reason, I just felt like I wanted to
skip school. When I got to Dave place I mentioned it.
"Oh god Dave."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing I guess, I'm just fed-up with school."
"Why, who's upset you?"
"Nobody, I just don't feel like going to school today."
"Well stop here then."
"Really? You mean it?"
He just laughed.
"Yes really!"
I was so happy and excited, I bounced up and down, but
stop short of giving him a kiss.
"Come on then, you'd better get inside before anyone
sees you."
So we went inside and I put my book down on the kitchen
table where we sat talking. Then all of a sudden he
said.
"Hey. I've got an idea."
I looked at him, not knowing what was in his mind.
"What?"
"I can call a couple of buddies over and have them
bring some beer."
"But Dave. I've never drunk beer. My folks say I'm too
young."
"Oh come on, a big girl like you. Don't tell me you've
never had a beer?"
"Never."
"Well it's about time you tried then, a couple of beers
won't hurt you. Anyway, we're gonna have some so it's
up to you."
So he picks up the phone and dials.
"Hey Greg this is Dave. How about you pick up Steve and
come on over?"
"Can't tell you on the phone, but you wont be
disappointed. Oh yea, pick up a case of beer, it'll
help get things going."
"I said I can't tell you, but I'll give you a clue, you
can give your right hand the day off. Ha ha!"
"No! You work it out. And don't take all day getting
here."
I wondered what question was being asked on the other
end of the line that Dave couldn't answer. And his
remark about Greg giving his right hand the day off,
what was that all about. When he'd put the phone down,
I asked Dave, but he just said Greg does a lot of
writing, so if he comes here, his right hand will get
a rest, I suppose it made sense.
I don't think it was more than about 1/2 hour before
they were knocking at the door. Dave opened the door
and they came walking in. I was still sitting at the
kitchen table and in walks all three of them. Dave
starts putting away the beer the other two just kept
eyeing me up and down.
Dave looks up and says,
"Oh I want you both to meet Patti, she lives down the
street from me and today she wanted to play hooky from
school."
They both sat down and said hi to me. Dave handed them
both a beer, then he opens mine and hands it to me. I
took a drink and started coughing a little bit, it was
nothing like Pepsi! The guys laughed and asked what was
wrong?
"Nothing, but can I please have a glass?"
Dave takes my beer and pours it in a glass then hands
it back to me. I take another small sip; it's really
not bad, just something you had to get used to.
We sat there talking for a long time, just small talk
mostly. But as we were talking, I was drinking. As I
finished each glass they'd re-fill it. I lost count of
how many glasses he poured for me! Dave wanted to move
into the living room to the couch, but as I stood up I
felt very dizzy and stumbled towards the floor. Dave
grabs me, his big strong arms wrapping themselves
around me.
"Are you ok?"
I just giggled.
"Yea."
Dave helped me to the couch and he sat down beside me.
He had his arm around my shoulders pulling me closer to
him.
"Come on. Lay your head on my shoulder, you'll soon
feel better."
So I laid my head down on his shoulder and just kinda
cuddled up to him.
"That's my girl, just relax."
As they were talking my eyes were getting heavier and
heavier and the room had started spinning a bit. I felt
safe next to Dave, so I just closed my eyes as they
were talking. This is the hard part to explain because
I was drunk and a lot of this is a blur, kinda like a
dream. But I'll try and explain it the best way I can.
You know how when you start going to sleep but you can
still here people talking? That's the way I was at this
time, while they were talking, Dave had brushed his
hand against my breast. I didn't think anything about
that at the time; I Just passed it off as an accident
as he was just moving his arms about. Then it happened
again, but then the next thing I know is, his hand is
totally on my left breast, and he was rubbing it
through my shirt.
I remember thinking he shouldn't be doing that, but how
good it felt. I started to move about a bit, but I'm
not sure if I was moving because I wanted him to know
that I was still conscious or if I just wanted him to
have better access. As it was, he pulled away for a few
seconds and waited until I'd settled down again. Then
he slowly made his way back and continued working all
around my tit. God I remember how good it felt.
Then I was conscious of being laid back across the
couch, and he was then able to use both hands. So now
he started giving my right breast attention as well. So
here I was, flat out on the couch, semi-conscious, with
both breasts being softly massaged whilst he lightly
pinched my nipples. This was really getting me tingling
all over my body, and I thought I never want him to
stop.
But stop he did, and then I realised Dave's arms were
sliding under me. As he took my weight and started to
lift, I opened my eyes to see what was happening.
"Shh. My little one. You're ok. You just relax and let
Dave make you comfortable."
Well I had no fear of him, and everything seemed cool,
so I closed my eyes again. Next think I was aware of,
was the cold of the clean bed sheets as he lowered me
onto his bed. Now I could feel him lifting my shoulder,
and pulling my arm out of my shirt. It was all like a
dream. I thought about trying to stop him, but I must
have drifted off again. Then as I came to, I could feel
he was pulling my panties from under my bottom. I guess
my blouse had now already gone! But still I drifted off
again into dream land.
I do vividly remember his hands under the backs of my
knees, and him lifting them up, and pulling them wide.
I hadn't opened my eyes, through all this stripping;
and even now, knowing my legs were being stretched wide
open, my eyelids were heavy like lead and they remained
tightly closed. Then I felt it, his tongue on my pussy.
His fingers were gently prising my lips open, as he
licked up my slit, and flicked his tongue around my
clit. I was breathing hard and fast my head going from
side to side. It took him no time at all before I
started whimpering, and my hands grabbed the bed posts
tightly. My body was shaking so badly, I think that
must have been my first orgasm.
Once I'd come down from that, I started relaxing again,
my hands letting go of the bed posts, as my breathing
returned to normal. Then it happened, still with my
eyes shut, and unable to consciously resist, I felt him
climbing above me. As I sensed the nearness of his
naked body on top of me, I felt the end of his cock
touch my pussy lips. He slid it up and down the valley
of my lips, not entering, but just gliding back and
forth. This was again something I knew was wrong, but
it felt wonderful, like nothing I'd ever known before.
Then I felt it pushing, just gently, and my pussy
opened easily at first as just a little of his cock
slid up inside me. Then suddenly I started to tighten
as it began to hurt me, he must have been right at my
Hyman! Momentarily he paused, and then with one thrust
he broke through. God the pain I felt! I woke up
screaming, trying to get up; my hands were flying all
around.
I screamed, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME? GET OFF. YOU'RE
HURTING ME."
He grabbed my arms, and pinned them down, whilst he
just kept thrusting deep into me. I started crying not
sure what was happening to me, and wondering why he
would do this to me.
Eventually as he kept pumping his cock up inside me,
the pain gradually faded. He tried to kiss me, but I
didn't want him too, and I kept thrashing my face from
side to side. Then while still holding my hands, he
took his hands up to my face, and gripped the sides of
my head, holding it still. He looked me in the eyes and
said.
"Oh baby you feel so good."
His lips went to mine his tongue prying my mouth open.
He looks at me again.
"Baby give me your tongue. Put your tongue in my
mouth."
At this point, I gave in and did as he wanted, somehow
all my resistance had just melted away. Then as I
stopped fighting him, our kisses got longer and longer,
and I started relaxing. He let my hands go free and
started playing with my tits, pinching the nipples
lightly. Then he took his hands, put them on my head
with his fingers locked together.
"Oh god baby! I'm gonna cum!"
He started bobbing me hard and fast to meet his hard
jerky thrusting. He kept this up till he exploded in
me! He was soaking wet from sweat, breathing really
hard. Now he just lay on top of me for god only knows
how long. Every once in awhile he'd give me a little
thrust and another very passionate kiss.
"Baby girl you are the best."
And with that, he rolled off me, and lay on his back
beside me.
We lay there for a short while, and then he turned over
and looked at me.
"Are you ok?"
"I think so."
"You were so good. You're the best I've ever had. Did
you like it?"
"I-I don't know. It hurt me, and I'm bleeding."
"Oh baby girl. Don't worry about that. That was cos it
was your first time. You won't get that pain again. But
once the first stinging went, did it feel good?"
"I guess so."
"Oh baby girl, Dave tried his best to fuck you real
good, and all you can say is, 'I guess so'? Come on
tell Dave you liked it?"
"It was good; it just scared me a bit."
He sat up.
"Come on baby girl, let's get you cleaned up."
With that, he got up and went to his bathroom and
started running water in the bathtub. He then came back
to the bedroom where I was, helped me to the bathroom,
and into the tub. He washed me up real good, and while
he was doing it he continued asking me about the
fucking he'd just given me.
"You liked Dave licking your pussy didn't you?"
"I guess so."
"Baby girl, you're not doing old Dave's confidence any
good. I thought I'd licked you real good? Don't be shy,
tell me you liked it."
It was obvious he wanted to hear how good he was at
lovemaking, so I just pandered to him.
"I thought it was wonderful, you made my whole body
shake."
"See I knew you'd enjoyed it. And now we've broke that
virginity, your next fuck will be like floating on a
cloud to heaven."
"But you're not gonna do me again are you?"
"Well tell me the truth, by the time I was ready to cum
inside you, you were really starting to enjoy it,
weren't you?"
"I guess so."
"Oh baby, not back to that again. Tell me was Dave's
fucking the best or what?"
"Yes Dave. It was good."
"Is your tummy still tingling?"
"Yes, it feels all funny inside."
"Good isn't it?"
"Yes. Hey what you doing?"
He had put his finger and thumb onto my nipple, and as
he rolled it in between them, it immediately firmed up
and sent a tingle through my body.
"You like it?"
"Yes."
"You know you won't get that pain when we fuck next
time?"
"Yes, you told me, it was just because I was a virgin.
So will it be good right from the start?"
"You bet it will. Look, you just relax and soak a bit,
while I go and change the bedding. Then maybe if you
want, you can try another fuck again. Would you like
that?"
I didn't know what to say, but I thought he'd take it
as an insult if I said no.
"Oh yes Dave, I'd love it."
He left the room, and I lay there thinking about what
had just happened, while he was sorting out the
bedding. As the warmth of the bath, mixed with the
alcohol, and the sexual adrenaline, all combined
together, I drifted off into a dream. I imagined Dave
and I, married, me pushing the pram, with him at my
side. Then the nights, my legs spread wide, as he
plunged deep up inside me, spurting load after load of
cum, until it ran out of my overflowing pussy.
Suddenly I was brought to my senses, as the door burst
open, and in came Dave. He'd finished the bedding, and
come back to help me out of the tub. As he was drying
me, I asked for my clothes.
"Don't you want to try another fuck?"
"If you want me to."
"Ok, here, put this on."
He said as he handed me his robe.
I put his robe on and then he sat me on the toilet.
"Patti. I need to talk to you for a minute."
I looked at him, not knowing what he was going to come
out with.
"What?"
"You're happy to try another fuck aren't you?"
"Yes, I just said I would."
"Well you know that Greg and Steve are going to want to
fuck you?"
I jumped up.
"NO Dave. No please."
He grabs my upper arms and pushes me back down on the
seat.
"YES. Now baby girl you WILL do this."
"NO. Dave I'm getting dressed and I'm leaving."
"Patti! You're not understanding me!"
He's still holding on to me tight.
"I'm not asking, I'm telling you, you have no say in
this. It is going to happen, but I would rather you
accept it than fight it."
"Dave please. I can't do this; just let me leave now
please?"
He pulled his dick from his fly, and it hung limp and
soft in between his legs.
"Look you said you wanted another fuck, and old Dave's
all spunked out. But Greg and Steve are all pumped up
and ready to go."
"Please Dave don't make me."
"No more words. Come on baby girl it gonna happen, come
with me."
He took my hand and led me back to his bed.
"Sit here and be good I'll be right back."
He left the room shutting and locking his bedroom door
behind him, imprisoning me inside. I could hear them
talking but couldn't make out what they were saying. A
little later Dave came back with a bottle of beer and a
glass for me.
"Here baby drink this it will help you relax some."
I took the glass from him.
"Dave. I can't do this, just let me go please?"
Dave kneeled down on to the floor taking his hand and
putting it on my chin to raise my eyes to meet his.
"Baby girl, listen to me. You not only can! But you
will! You know I care for you deeply and I promise you
that nothing or no one will ever hurt you. All they
want to do is to fuck you, and you just told me you
wanted to try it again. I'll be right here I promise,
now you just be a good girl and drink your beer."
I drank that glass down pretty fast.
"HEY! GUYS, GET A COUPLE MORE BEERS IN HERE QUICK."
Steve arrived, and handed Dave the beer, then he left
again. Dave pours my beer in a glass, but before I was
halfway done with that glass he takes it from me and
sets it on the night stand.
"Are you ready baby girl?"
"Dave please."
He cut me short.
"Stop now Patti, we talked about this already. Come on,
time to take the robe off and lay down."
My eyes started to tear up but I did as he told me.
"That's better. I knew you'd be a good girl. HEY GREG,
GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE."
Greg comes walking in, and the whole time Dave was
talking to him, he's just staring at me as I lay naked
on my back on the bed.
"Right listen up Greg, you be gentle with her."
Greg nodded.
Then Dave looked at me.
"Its ok baby girl, I'll only be in the bathroom, I'm
going to leave the door open so I'll know you're
alright. You just be a good girl and make old Dave
proud of you."
Then he left.
Greg started undressing and as he did he said.
"Yea, daddy's been waiting all morning for this."
He lay down beside me and started touching my breast.
First cupping them, then he started squeezing and then
pinching them really hard.
"Hey! That hurts."
"Don't worry honey, old Dave's running his bath water,
so he won't hear you. But old daddy here is gonna take
good care of them."
With that he started sucking them.
"Oh yea baby, that's it. Just relax for daddy."
Then his hand found my bulge at the head of my pussy,
and as he tried to force his hand in between my legs.
"Spread your fucking legs, you slut. I hope you ain't
gonna be difficult."
His attitude wasn't pleasant like Dave's, but agitated
and demanding. I instantly pulled my legs wide open
allowing him to not only see, but also get unrestricted
access. His finger first circled my hole then began
going in and out, finger fucking me.
"God your so wet. You want me in you don't you slut?
You want a good fucking?"
With that said he got on top of me and as he kissed me,
at the same time he gave one big thrust, and he was in
me. It shocked me, I let out a scream. His hand clamped
instantly over my mouth.
"Don't get worried little slut, once you get used to
Greg's big dick, you'll ride it like the fucking whore
you are."
He was pumping me faster and faster telling me how
fucking tight I was.
"Come on slut, clamp down on your pussy, and milk my
fucking cock. Oh god. Yes slut just like that."
Within 5-6 min he was cumming inside me, moaning and
sweating like Dave had done. I could feel his cum
running out of me.
"Oh fuck slut, you are the best fuck I've ever had."
And with that he gave me a very long wet kiss, and then
he got off of me. He got himself dressed and as he was
walking out, he gave me one last look.
"You're gonna make one hell of a whore."
And then he'd gone.
I didn't have long to think about what he'd just said,
or what he meant by it, before, Steve walk's in. He was
looking down at me all the time he was undressing.
"Ready Patti girl?"
He kneels down between my legs and takes a good long
sniff of my pussy.
"Look at the fucking cum coming out from your pussy
sweetie. I need to clean you up a bit before I put my
cock in you."
He laugh's, but I feel so embarrassed. Then he starts
licking my pussy.
"Mmmm. That don't taste half bad baby. Didn't they let
you taste it?" I didn't answer, but just shook my head.
He stuck a finger in me getting it all wet, and then he
brought it up to my mouth.
"Here you are, taste it honey."
I turned my head.
"NO."
"Patti! I SAID TASTE IT NOW."
I opened my mouth just a bit and he jams his finger in
my mouth.
"Suck my finger. Patti. Suck it now."
I did as he said.
"That's a good girl. It tastes good huh?"
I nodded my head to say yes, but never spoke. With that
he was back at licking my pussy. He started moaning and
groaning taking his tongue deep into my pussy. God! He
was tongue fucking my pussy and rubbing my clit. In no
time I could feel another orgasm cumming.
Then he said, "Oh my god! You're a fucking squirter.
You really are fucking getting off on this aren't you?"
He licked me till I thought I was completely dry, and
then he then got on top of me. He started by sucking my
tits and biting them and then changed to kissing me
passionately. As his tongue slid into my mouth, he
said.
"Taste good huh honey? Can you taste the men that
fucked you?"
I nodded and with that he put his cock in me. He
stopped for a second.
"Oh god baby, you're so fucking tight. God you feel so
good. Now fuck me baby girl."
This wasn't like either Dave taking my virginity, or
Greg ramming it in suddenly, Steve had slid his dick up
my now already wet hole, and as his pace increased, my
body reacted with him. It wasn't that he was gentle; on
the contrary, he was ramming me like he hadn't fucked
for weeks. But somehow my body was now ready to
respond, and respond it did. Without any effort from
me, I found my hips were thrusting back at Steve,
ramming him deep into me. His fucking became faster and
faster. I felt an overwhelming rush of pleasure
building in my tummy.
Then Steve started rambling.
"Oh god baby I'm going to cum. Oh yea. FUCKIN BITCH
YES."
He exploded in me, and my pussy contracted onto his
dick, kinda like it was ringing the cum from it. I
could again feel it flooding me and running out of my
pussy. He grabbed my hair on both sides of my head, and
looked me in the eyes.
"Patti girl, you're one fucking bitch."
Then he kissed me for a long time while his cock was
still in me. Then he laid his head on my shoulder just
resting. I told him I had to pee and with that he
lifted his head, laughed, and gave me a quick peck on
the lips.
"Ok Patti girl. You go pee; I've about done with you
now anyway."
He got off of me and I went to the bathroom while he
dressed. When I came out Steve was gone and Dave was
sitting on the bed.
"Well how did it go baby girl? I told you I would
protect you. Didn't I?"
I nodded my head, and quietly said.
"Yes."
It was getting late by now, so I asked Dave for my
clothes.
"Yes baby, course you can have your clothes, but first
I want to talk to you. Come here and sit beside me."
I sat down beside him.
"Baby you know I'm going to be sending you home now?"
"Yes."
"You are not to tell a sole what happened today.
Remember, it was you who wanted to skip school. And all
we did was poured the beer in the glass; nobody forced
you to drink it. And if you tell anyone about the
fucking, I'll have to tell the truth, that you said you
like being fucked, and you wanted me to fuck you again.
And nobody was holding you or forcing you to fuck with
either Greg or Steve, you were naked on the bed for
both of them, and they never had to hold a knife to
your throat.
"So you see girl, its really important for you that
nobody ever finds out. We're alright; we're old enough
to fuck, and old enough to drink beer. But it's you
that will get into trouble. Do you understand this baby
girl?"
Again I said "Yes."
"Any way, you really were going for it with old Stevee
boy. You're getting a taste for it now, aren't you?
Come on, you tell old Dave the truth."
"I-I didn't mean to."
"That's as maybe, but you can't honestly sit there, and
tell me you didn't like that fucking he gave you?
"I couldn't help it, it just happened."
"I'm not gonna stop asking, until you tell me. Come
on."
"Yes. Ok yes it was nice. Now can I go home?"
"No my baby girl, nice is a glass of cold lemonade, or
a cool beer. What you did with Steve, was more than
nice. Now come on, tell old Dave how it felt?"
"Ok. I've never felt anything like it, I was on cloud
nine, it was the best thing that has ever happened to
me. Now are you happy?"
"Ok, you were a bit shaky, but I guess you've admitted
you like fucking."
And with that he went and got my clothes and I had
gotten dressed and walked out in the living room. By
the time I got out there Greg and Steve were gone. Dave
takes his hands and places them on my face.
"Look at me baby girl. Now do you understand what I
have said?"
I nodded my head.
"No tell me. Tell me you understand."
"Yes. Yes Dave, I understand."
"Good girl. I'll see you tomorrow morning then."
He kissed me again and moaned.
"Such a good girl."
And with that he patted my bottom.
"Now scoot."
I went home and to this day I never told my family or
friends. Dave and his buddies used me for 2 years till
my parents had to move house due to my dad's work.
Well that's all for now, if anyone is interested in
finding out if Steve was right, and I did make a good
whore, then please email me at
dadsnaughtygirl6@aol.com. Maybe if I get enough
interest, I'll tell you a little more about how I
developed into the sex mad lady I am now.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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