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He shrugged.

“Did you park in the driveway?” she asked.

“Umm, yeah. Where else would I park?”

She shook her head and sighed. “If you get caught over here I’m probably going to get kicked out of the house. You understand?”

“So,” he said. “Should I move my car?”

“No, damnit. Just hurry up. You brought a condom didn’t you? The last thing I need is a baby daddy working as a produce stocker at Walmart.”

He dug into the pocket of his ratty jeans and pulled out a condom, gold foil wrapper, held it up for her to see, grinning like he’d found Willy Wonka’s golden ticket.

“Well, don’t just stand there,” she said. “Take your clothes off.”

Buck started to strip down as she watched him. His pale skin so unbelievably white. Then he was naked standing next to her bed looking down at her, the condom in his hand and his dick already hard and ready to go. He was skinny as hell, not too bright, and his dick wasn’t even all that big but he was good for a fuck when she wanted one.

Rhonda pulled her shirt off and slipped out of her shorts and panties, spreading her legs wide on the bed, showing him her young cunt. “Lick my pussy first,” she told him.

“All right,” he said, getting down on his knees in front of the bed.

She moved over to the edge and put her feet up on his shoulders. His hair was greasy like he hadn’t washed in a week.

Buck buried his face into her cunt, lapping at her lips, probing his long skinny tongue deep into her folds.

Grabbing the back of his greasy head, pulling his face into her, she started to moan, grinding her hips down onto him.

His tongue circled her clitoris, flicking across it in rapid fire, like she’d taught him.

“Oh, fuck,” she said.

That encouraged him and he moved his tongue faster over the sensitive bundle of nerves, inserting his middle finger into her wet pussy now, pushing it in deep, all the way up to the knuckle, fucking her with it as his tongue gave her clitoris plenty of attention.

It didn’t take long and soon she was shaking and quivering, the orgasm came hard and fast, lighting up her wet pussy. Her thighs squeezed tight around his head and she moaned, “Oohhh baby,” then she was still trying to catch her breath but Buck kept going. Everything was real sensitive between her legs now and she pushed his head away.

“What?” he said looking up at her with that dumb look on his face. The ridge of his eyebrows was so prominent it made her wonder if he wasn’t some missing link to the neanderthals.

“I came,” she said.

“You did?” Smirking now like he’d just done something difficult.

“Yeah, good job. All right, I guess you want to get your dick wet.”

He didn’t say anything. Just stared down at her pussy.

“I want you to fuck me from behind,” she said. “On the floor.”

“Whatever you want baby.”

“Don’t call me that, I’m not your baby. We’re just fuck buddies remember?”

“Well, what should I call you then?”

“How about my name? Miranda? You do remember my name don’t you? Do you even remember your own name?”

“Yes, it’s Buck.”

“Do you think it’s illegal to have sex with people who are mentally challenged?”

He squinted his eyes, the look he got when he was concentrating real hard. “Yeah, I think it is. My first cousin on my Daddy’s side went to prison for that.”

“God, I was kidding. That’s disgusting. Let’s hurry up and do this before that fat bastard gets home.”

“Who?”

“My step-dad.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Put that condom on,” she said.

He fumbled with the wrapper for a while and she was about to snatch it out of his hands when he finally got it open, then rolled it down over his pecker.

“Good job,” she said, climbing down off the bed. She cleared a spot out on the floor amongst all the clothes and other random crap. Her step-dad was right it was a sty. Even an asshole could be right every now and then. She got down on all fours arching her back sticking her ass out as far as she could, the carpet rough on her knees and elbows. “Ok,” she said. “Let’s see what you got.” She’d learned this was the only position she could come with him. Maybe it was the size of his dick or just his general lack of sexiness, but there was something about him taking her from behind, almost like animals, that did the trick.

He poked one of those long skinny fingers of his between her wet folds, sliding it all the way in. “Damn you’re wet.”

“Yep. Let’s go champ. We don’t have all day.” She was screwed if one of her parents came home.

He guided his cock into her and sighed once it was all the way in.

She felt a little sorry for him with how small it was. Even at this angle there wasn’t much to it. “Mmm, yeah fuck me hard with that huge dick,” she said trying to get into it.

His hands came up, gripping her protruding hip bones, and he started humping her hard, putting his weight into it, a loud smack rang out each time his thighs hit her ass.

“Mmmm. Yes. Just like that. Fuck me hard.” Her tits flopped back and forth wildly and she propped herself onto one forearm and reached down to work her clit. “Pull my hair,” she said.

He grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked, snapping her head back, still fucking her as hard as he could.

She moaned, an orgasm starting to build while she rubbed the sensitive place above her cunt.

Then the door flew open and she was staring at her step-dad’s dirty boots. Shit.

“Surprise!” Mr. Crest said, “I caught you. Oh this is rich.”

Buck stopped fucking her but didn’t pull out. “Umm. Hey Mr. Crest,” he said.

Mr. Crest just started laughing and then Buck was laughing too except his came from nerves. Miranda was the only one not laughing.

***

“You,” Mr. Crest said, “are so fucking busted. You’re definitely getting kicked out now. Wait until your Mama hears about this. Oh man this is the best day I’ve had in I don’t know how long.”

Buck was still inside her, holding on to her hips real tight, nervous nervous.

“Damnit Buck,” she said. “Get off me.”

He relaxed his grip and pulled out of her, standing up now, not sure what to do with his hands.

Mr. Crest started to laugh again. “Look at his little pecker!” Pointing at him.

Buck’s face turning red now, he looked down at his dick. It was still just as hard as ever. That was one good thing about him. He never had trouble maintaining an erection.

“Leave him alone,” she yelled. “You’re such a fucking asshole.” Still on the floor but sitting now, drawing her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them, trying to figure out how she could get out of this.

“I may be an asshole,” he said, “but I’m a smart asshole. Don’t you realize I set you up? I told you I was l leaving then I just parked my truck a couple blocks over and walked back, hid out in the trees across the street. And tweedle dee here shows up and parks right in the damn driveway. It couldn’t have been easier.”

“Well, bully for you,” she said. “I hope you’re happy, ruining my life.”

“Girl, you make your own decisions.”

Surely there was some way out of this mess. “Listen,” she said, standing up totally naked in front of him, her hands on her hips, letting him get a full view. Maybe that would soften him up some. Cut her a break.

He stared at her cunt, grinning, not even trying to hide it.

She continued, “You don’t like me, and I don’t like you. We both know that.”

“You got that right,” he said, looking at her pert tits.

“But,” she said, “there’s got to be some way we can work this out.”

“Girl, the only way this ends is with me calling your Mama and her kicking you to the curb. You’ll probably be homeless by tonight. You’re done mooching off me.”

“Can’t you just punish me without telling her?” she said. Desperate now trying to hold back the tears she felt welling up.

“Punish you? You want me to go my belt? As fun as that sounds, darling, there ain’t nothing that would satisfy me more than getting you out of my house and out of my life. You’re right though. Your mom spoiled you by not spanking you I believe.”

“No, I don’t mean spank me you asshole. I mean give me chores to do as punishment,” she said, knowing he would never go for it but trying anyway. “Like I could wash your clothes, cook all your meals, shine your boots. I’d do all that for you, say for three months.”

“I do enjoy watching you beg,” he said. Staring at her pussy again. “As nice at it sounds to have my own personal slave, even that’s not worth it to me.”

She stepped closer to him, so close he could reach out and grab her titties if he wanted. Might even let him do it she thought, if it meant getting out of this. “Well,” she said. “How about I let you see me naked whenever you want. Don’t think I don’t see you watching me all the time.”

He smirked and shrugged. “Girl, I will admit I will miss seeing you prance around in your little whore outfits. But, this is the 21
st
century. I got the internet. I can see nekkid girls whenever I want. They even have these cam girls now? Let you tell them what to do. Anything you want. They’ll even put vegetables up their ass. Can you believe that?” Saying that to Buck.

“Really?” Buck said. She almost forgot he was there. His dick still hard as ever.

“But,” she said, “those girls aren’t right in front of you. Live and in the flesh. How about this. I’ll let you jack off while you watch me finger myself. Doesn’t that sound nice? I bet you fantasize about it all the time.” She wasn’t sure what she was doing now. The last thing she wanted to do was have that disgusting man jack off to her, but if he told her mom about Buck being over and she got kicked out it meant he won. Now it was just about him not winning, not getting the satisfaction of beating her. She didn’t care what it took.
 

He didn’t say anything and so she started to play with her nipples, giving him a sexy look.

“Wow,” he said. “Ain’t you the little cock slut.”

She bit her lip, nodded at him.

“I tell you what, Miranda. You get down on your knees right here and take all 10 inches of this–“ He grabbed his crotch. “–into your mouth. And then I won’t tell your Mama.”

The way he said it she could tell he was just joking, knowing she wouldn’t actually do it. But what he didn’t realize was just how much she hated to lose–especially to him. “Fine,” she said and before he knew it she was down on her knees in front of him grabbing at his pants.

He backed away. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Come on,” she said. “I need that big cock of yours in my mouth. Find out what a real man is like. I need to be punished, that’s the only way I’ll ever learn.” She grabbed his shirt and pulled him to her.

He resisted a little but if he really wanted he would have been able to break her grip on his shirt. His problem, she knew, was that deep down he was just an old pervert. Easily manipulated.

“What, are you scared?” she said. Looking up at him, lips parted, batting her eyelashes.

He still didn’t say anything. Just looked down at her, staring hard like he was mad.

She reached up and grabbed his zipper, pulled it down, then looked up at him.

He still just looked at her, as if daring her, saying go ahead, I don’t think you have it in you, calling her bluff.

Well, she wasn’t bluffing. She reached her small hand through the opening in his pants and found his bulge, still covered by his boxers. It did seem pretty big actually. Maybe he wasn’t exaggerating about the 10 inches. She looked up at him again.

He raised his eyebrows at her. “Well, aren’t you the little whore.” The confident look on his face fading then something must have clicked in his head because it came back. His dick started to harden beneath her hand. “Okay,” he said. “You got yourself a deal. Suck my cock while your boyfriend watches and I won’t tell your mama. You don’t mind do you boy?”

“Umm, I guess not,” Buck said.

Mr. Crest undid the top button of his pants and they dropped down to his ankles. “Go ahead then,” he said.

She swallowed hard, wondering how the hell she got herself into this but still determined not to lose. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she pulled his boxers down around his knees and then was face to face with her step-dad’s veiny, semi-hard dick. It was every bit as big as he’d said. Long wiry hair sticking out everywhere. And something she could hardly believe happened; her pussy started to get wet again. She hated him but his huge cock right in front of her was actually turning her on and she wasn’t sure if she should be excited or just disgusted with herself.

“Is it too big for you?” he said. “I understand. Not many women can handle it. Your mama can though. She may be fat but she sucks a mean dick. Speaking of your mama, I can just put this thing away and go call her right now, tell her about your little date.”

Fuck it. She took the thing in her hand, still only semi-erect, lifted it up, inspecting it. It was so heavy and she could feel it pulsing. At the end of the purple, spongy head, a clear drop of liquid formed. A musky smell came off his crotch that, while not entirely pleasant, was turning her on somehow. Opening her mouth, she stuck out her tongue, and lightly smacked his dick against it, looking up at him.

He grinned and grabbed the back of her hair, pulling it tight in his large fist; the way she liked it. He didn’t know that though.

It was nearly hard now and she licked the pre-cum off the tip of his head–salty, but not bad. She opened her mouth and put the head inside, licking at the sensitive place underneath it. The taste of sweat on him.

His grip on her hair tightened and he sighed.

Yeah, you like that don’t you pervert. She had to admit that she was liking it too. She’d never been with a man that had such a large cock. Her pussy started to tingle thinking about trying to fit it inside her. She took more of it in her mouth now and it was fully hard. Her mouth open as wide as it would go, straining to take all of him in. With her hand she rubbed up and down the shaft, slick with saliva now.

Mr. Crest fisted his step-daughter’s hair hard, pulling her into his cock, thrusting his hips now, fucking her face.

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