A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.1-2) - Sex Stories

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.1-2)

... awkwardly while turning around. Keith walks in. "Keith, I'm the manager of the building." He smiles at Ray while extending his hand. "Ray, the ex-husband and father." He smiles back casually before shaking his hand. "Nice to meet ya." Keith smirks arrogantly after he shakes his hand, knowing he's been fucking his ex-wife and his daughter in his absence. "So, you got out huh?" He asks boldly. Pam stands there feeling uncomfortable, knowing she started banging Keith soon after Ray went to prison. "Ahh, yeah. Yeah." Ray nods. "Fine family you got here, make for some good neighbors. That little fella is quite the troublemaker, though." He playfully add in Danny's direction as he winks at him and Ray smiles back to his son. "Yeah, just good to be home." Ray folds his arms, not liking the vibe he's getting from this guy. "She'll come around, don't worry about it. Teenage girls are hard to handle." Keith smirks and Pam smiles up at him casually. "You got one?" Ray inquires. "Well... Sort of, ha ha." Keith chuckles, knowing he's been abusing Ray's daughter for the past couple of years. "Well, I'll leave you guys alone." Keith begins to head out, nodding goodbye to Ray. "Bye." Pam smiles up at him as he leaves. He smirks down at her, knowing that she knows what she's done with him. Pam only became a depressed alcoholic mess in recent years. She became distraught after Keith started losing interest in her and she suspected Emmy of being his new toy. But she still wants Keith back and ...

... wants to please him. Like mother, like daughter. Emmy waits impatiently outside, just wanting to leave and forget about everything. She folds her arms, leaning against the wall of the building. As she waits for her friend Kelly to come pick her up she receives a text. She sees that it's from Keith. It reads "Just met your father. This is the guy you were so sad over leaving you? Ha ha. Stop by later if you need some comfort from your favorite daddy." She rolls her eyes and puts her phone away. Just then her friend Kelly drives up and Emmy gets in the car. Kelly is the same age as Emmy, sixteen, and is pretty much the blonde version of her. She has a similar scene look but with a more innocent vibe rather than the more bad girl kind of look that Emmy has. "Are you okay?" Kelly asks while beginning to drive away. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... My dad is home." Emmy casually brushes it off as she looks into the mirror above her and fixes herself up. "Oh my God, really?" Kelly asks. "Yeah... But it's whatever. I don't care." Emmy continues to look into the mirror. The rest of the ride is filled with nothing but inane teenage girl chatter and gossip. Soon after the girls arrive at Kelly's house. They walk in just as Kelly's parents are leaving for the night. "Hey, Mr. Howard." Emmy smiles up at Kelly's dad as she walks in the door. "Hey, Emmy." He looks down at her, very happy to see her as he thinks she's the hottest out of all the girls Kelly brings over. "How are you?" "I'm good." ...