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Unwanted attention - Chapter 6
Date: 9/13/2015, Categories: Diary, Authoritarian, Blackmail, Blowjob Coercion Cum Swallowing Humiliation Male/Teen Female Reluctance Teen Written by women Young Author: young_Jasmine, Source: sexstories.com
... he had no chance of doing with anyone else and now later in life he was using this innocent little girl to make his sick fantasies happen. A tear came down my cheek and a few others followed. -“I didn’t mean to upset you, I was just being honest. Now, while you go home and digest my cum that resides now in your little tummy, I want you to think about how fast you made me orgasm again and the effect you have on other men. Also, next time please wear something nicer, a bit more… sexy if you will. I want you to give me a hard-on the moment you step into my office. OK, now please go into the reception, your mother should be waiting for you. I will not be coming out this time since my erection hasn’t subsided completely and I don’t want to give her the impression that I just fucked her teenage daughter in the mouth….” I just stepped outside and waited for my mom. My head was spinning with what I had just done and what I had just herd. I felt like throwing up, especially after he mentioned how I was digesting his seed in me…. Mom asked me if I wanted to go to the mall this time and I agreed. I wasn’t in the mood, but didn’t want to refuse her again. When we got there we browsed through some stores that we both liked and picked up a few things. As she showed me a skirt that she picked up for me and thought it was cute, I remembered what Dr. Carter asked of me. To wear something more sexy next time. I hated pleasing him but the alternative was far worst. To my mom’s surprise I ...
... actually took the skirt and looked at it closer. It was pink and straight with a crack on the right side. Normally I don’t wear this king because I don’t like showing too much skin, but this time I browsed some more and couldn’t find anything else that would work. Plus I wanted to make my mom happy and “quit wearing jeans all the time” as she put it. I also picked out a few spaghetti strapped tank tops and went to the fitting room to try them on. The tanks were totally showing too much cleavage, but I decided to keep one in black and one in white. Then I tried the skirt on and it fit well, but I noticed that it was about four inches above the knee, which made me uncomfortable, but I has seen other girls wear them and so I just sighed and decided that it was something that I had to do. I also noticed how it hugged my hips and how my bubble butt was stretching the back side of the skirt. I had no choice but to buy them and after some more walking through the mall we went home. Everything around me was triggering images of what happened and what I did. A girl eating a corn dog reminded me of sucking the pervert’s cock, eating ice cream gave me flashbacks of swallowing his cum and a baby with a pacifier in his mouth just brought back the site of me sucking on my own tits and biting down while losing my dignity and climaxing. At home it was a bit better as my parents became a bit more communicative, so it confirmed that as long as I did what Doctor Carter asked of me, everything would ...