A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3) - Sex Stories

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3)

... onto his right shoulder. She yelps helplessly as he drapes her over his right shoulder. He slaps her ass with his left hand. "You like that you little slut?" He asks arrogantly while grinning, walking closer to the playground. It's an old playground surrounded by a wooded area. Chains with warning signs on them block the entrance but are easily stepped over. Liquor bottles and other various litter are sprinkled about, along with used condoms. It's a popular place for all kinds of degradation. "Ha ha, let me feel that." Derek walks to Tyler's right side and slaps Emmy's ass, then grabbing a nice feel as he lifts up her short skirt. Tyler puts Emmy back down to her feet, onto an old merry-go-round. "Rock, paper, scissors for who gets to go first?" He turns to Derek. They face each other and begin the game which will determine who gets to use Emmy first. "Rock." Derek displays his hand. "Fuck." He groans. "Guess I get to go first." Tyler grins as he turns to Emmy and steps onto the platform with her. She looks up at him nervously. "Come here, baby." He says quietly while closing in on her. He wraps his arms around her from the side, caressing her body all over as he gets a whiff of her perfume and feels her hair as he lowers his head against hers. "Fuckin' great tits." He lusts as he feels her perky chest. "You like this, baby?" He leers into her face. Emmy doesn't respond. "Huh?" He asks aggressively while grabbing her mouth with his right hand, jerking her head up to him as ...

... he squeezes. "Mhmm." She nods, scared as her eyes gaze up at him helplessly. Tyler leans in to kiss her on the lips, his right hand going behind her head to grip her hair lustfully and his left hand going down to her little butt, pushing her against him. "Let's see a smile on that pretty face." He says as his lips leave her mouth. A nervous, crooked smile is forced on Emmy's face. Tyler slaps her in the head with his right hand. Emmy gasps, cowering under him in fear as she leans into him. "Yeah, you like that shit huh?" He grins down at her sadistically. "What's a matter, you didn't have a problem with being treated like this a few weeks ago?" He asks as she shakes under him, trapped against the metal bars of the merry-go-round. "Dude, come on." Derek interjects, lusting feverishly for Emmy as he rubs his crotch through his jeans. "Alright, alright." Tyler says. "Get down on your knees, stupid." Tyler spreads his legs a bit in front of her. Emmy drops to her knees immediately and unzips his jeans, taking his flaccid cock out. She puts it on her mouth, grabbing it gently with her left hand as her right holds onto his leg. He towers over her as he grabs each metal bar beside him and hangs his head back, exhaling in pleasure as he feels her mouth on his cock. She dutifully sucks on it, feeling it grow and harden inside her mouth and between her soft pink lips. She bats her dark eyes up at him as she moans softly, his cock beginning to really stiffen inside her mouth. Her mouth ...