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

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.1-2)

... to get these clothes off..." He says while slowly unzipping her leather jacket. She squirms a little too much for his liking so he raises his hand to her while giving her a stern stare. She flinches and freezes up. She complies, slipping her arms out of the jacket. He takes it and puts it on the floor. "Now these sexy, tight jeans..." He exhales while running his hands slowly up-and-down her legs. Keith unzips her leather boots and slides them off her. Emmy reluctantly unbuckles her belt and begins to slide off her jeans while on her back on the couch. Keith roughly yanks them off and onto the floor. "Now, everything else." He says while transfixed on her body, focused on her like a starved animal. As she takes off her tight, small t-shirt Keith slips off her panties. After taking off her bra, she lies there totally nude. Keith grins up at her sadistically. "I'm going to enjoy this." He breathes heavily while mounting her again. Each hand grabs each of her perky breasts, which are a lot bigger than when Keith first felt them.. When this first happened it was the worst feeling Emmy had ever felt but now she's used to it. His hands run down her torso, softly caressing her body. Her grabs her thighs and forcefully drags her to his hips. Looking down, he grabs his throbbing cock and rubs the tip on the outside of her little, pink, shaven teenage pussy in a slow circular motion. Thinking back to this moment when it first occurred, it did not make Emmy's pussy wet, but it does ...

... now. She can't help it. "That's one thing you can't fake that happened back then, huh?" Keith smirks. "Yeah, you like it now." He slips it in, gasping and then exhaling slowly as he feels his throbbing cock fill her tight teen pussy. It's still as tight and deliciously pink as it was back then. With his hands gripping her smooth, long, thin, pale legs he thrusts into her. "Ahh... So fuckin' tight." He groans while his eyes roll back and his teeth clench. Emmy downplays how good it feels and remembers how much she hated it years ago. Keith pumps her into a rhythm as she lies there motionless, sobbing slowly as she looks to her left side at the door. "Such a good actor." Keith smirks as he picks up the pace. "You're mine now, bitch." He thrusts into her harder. He rolls her legs to his side, with her upper body still flat on the couch. He continues to fuck her, faster and faster. She whimpers and moans, just like she did years ago when she couldn't help but like it somewhat. She's just thankful it doesn't hurt anymore. "Ah, fuck!" He groans, his balls slapping against her. He plows into her balls deep and stays there, panting. He grins down at her, grabbing her face to force her to look at him. He peers into her dead eyes and smirks. "You like that, little bitch?" He asks under his breath. "Huh?!" He slaps her head. "Yes!" She screams. He continues humping, slowly. "You wish your father could save you, hmm?" He asks sadistically while holding her chin hard. "Hmm?" He goes again ...