Excitement To Terrified

I couldn’t believe how my life had changed in such a short time. I started a week after I graduated from Haversham College and got my first post-college job four cities over from where I grew up. They even got me a place to live dirt cheap, five hundred a month for a single bedroom, living room utility closet and bathroom. The neighbourhood was an old school pleasant neighbourhood and the building itself was only three floors high. Most of my neighbours were older than me, but seemed very nice.

So I moved in on a Saturday morning, not that I had a lot to move. I moved in with a bed, a settee, an armchair, TV and a stereo. I had to get a kitchen table, chairs for it and plates, cups and cutlery. And of course food but all that was a work in progress. One advantage was that I had a laundry room in the basement where there were four machines, two washers and two dryers.

After getting things set up, eating a delivered pizza, which I spilled marinara sauce over my t-shirt and jeans. Add the grease I somehow got on my bedding and what little bit of dirty laundry I brought with me from home, I rose extra early on Sunday morning to do my laundry. That was when my life changed for the worse!

It was a little after five thirty in the morning when I just started to load the washers when I went to the old fashioned concrete sink just across from the door and added a prewash stain remover to my laundry. Not thinking anyone would be up let alone around I had my headphones on and was running water, when it happened.

I was wearing a flimsy t-shirt over a pair of loose shorts. Thinking no one would be up, let alone around, I wore my usual noise reduction pair of headphones, listening to the morning oldie broadcast from the oldie station broadcasting from the old radio tower north of the city, so I never heard the door open or someone came in. I was rubbing the prewash into my green t-shirt when I felt a hand get inside my t-shirt and grabbed my right breast. Another hand pulled aside the left legs of my shorts.

Then I was pressed hard onto the edge of the sink and I felt something enter my pussy. I cried out in shock. I wasn’t very active sexually, so to say it hurt was a misstatement. I dropped the t-shirt I was rubbing and tried to hit whoever was behind me. But as i flailed away the person started to fuck me faster, making me hurt in places that i don’t think i had ever been touched in.

Suddenly the person pulled his cock out of my pussy and moved me away from the edge of the sink. I thought that he was done with me, but all he did was move me to the small round table in the middle of the floor that was used to fold the clothes on. I was made to lay down on my back, my shorts and panties pulled down my legs and was quickly **** to accept a cock once more.

I could see the person now and to my horror they were older than my father. He started to fuck me with short rapid strokes and then changed to using long deep thrusts which made me cum for the bastard. I cried out in shame as he tensed up and added his cum to my pussy.

Then he moved away from me and I slowly rolled off the table top to the floor where I curled up into a ball and cried. I never heard when the door opened but I did hear “Oh yeah missy we will do that again real soon!