Sex and

It had been hours since you had arrived at Hank’s. At the moment you were on your hands and knees at the foot of the bed with Hank right behind you ploughing his hard meat into your willing hole. Your meaty tits swung back and forth as his grunts and your moans filled the house with the noise of your lewd love making. You had lost count of how many time you had been fucked since arriving at Hank’s house. He only stopped to smoke a cigarette or down a beer before he was right back to drilling your sensitive pussy. You had even seen him down a blue pill, which you suspected helped keep him hard for this long. As a male you had never suspected that you would be bent over with a middle aged redneck fucking you, but now it felt like the most natural thing in the world. You relished the feeling of his dick head rubbing against your most sensitive spots and the feeling of uncleanliness, knowing that you were submitting to a man that lived well below your expectations in life.

You kept your head hung low as your new lover rammed into you, regards only toward his own satisfaction. As you raised your head slightly you were horrified to look at the open bedroom door frame and find Mark, your high school bully, staring at you in the throws of the wildest fucking you had ever received. Hank was quick to notice the intruder as well, but unlike you he was not fazed in the slightest. He continued to ram his cock into you, eliciting embarrassingly slutty moans from your mouth.

“The fuck you look at cunt?” Hank aggressively questioned Mark, not stopping to let you breath or cover up.

“Sorry nothing dad,” Mark said meekly. He looked frightened, you had never seen him like this.

“Hehe, this bitch goes to your school. You could have been the one fucking her, but now her pussy belongs to me. Go fuck off now, I got pussy to drill,” Hank mocks Mark.

Mark didn’t say a word and simply sauntered off. For the first time you had seen your bully at his weakest. It didn’t take you long to figure out Hank was Mark’s father. You though for a moment how this scenario worked to your benefit, and sought comfort in the idea that not only had you found a suitable lover, you had found a perfect means for getting **** at the boy that had tormented you throughout most of your high school years.

Hank’s thrust grew more wild. Yo had grown accustomed to this sensation over the last few ours and you knew what was coming. Hank thrust erratically until you felt him become more purposeful and aggressive in his movement. With a final thrust he drove himself deep into you and released his spunk as far as he could. You don’t know if it was the repeated fucking or that you had devised a way to ruin your bullies life, but the sensation of feeling rope after rope of your lover’s cum being thrown far into you drove you over the edge. You had your first orgasm, your body shook, your screams of pleasure were heard across the house, and you milked you lover’s prick for all that it contained.