6 comments/ 73485 views/ 12 favorites Samantha Falls for Internet Bad Boy By: yuckyuck "What should I wear?" "I don't know! I can't believe he's coming over there. You're crazy girl!" Was I crazy? I didn't think so. Just infatuated with an older boy -- not a boy, a college guy. And he was on his way over to my house! I didn't have much more time to plan and this phone call with my friend Jenna wasn't helping. I had to put on something hot for him, throw everything into the closet so it looked clean, and somehow tell my Mom! Yeesh. "Samantha -- do something shocking and put on a bathing suit! A bikini or something!" "Hmm, that is good. He'll really be into me I bet when he sees that!" "I know, right! A college guy, I can't believe it...you're so lucky," said Jenna. "Well, he said he has a friend, so maybe we can double after today if he still wants to hang with me." I said. "Why wouldn't he want to hang with you, Samantha!? You're hot! Are you scared about seeing him for the first time -- you only met online last week! What if he sent you a fake pic or is all psycho?" "I don't think his pics are all fakes. He's so cute! And we've talked on the phone, I think he's nice and sweet and a little dark! Look, I gotta go, he'll be here soon" I said. "OK, call me as soon as he leaves and tell me everything! Actually, text me while he's there and let me know what's going on!" said Jenna. "You're nuts. OK, bye Jenna!" "Byyyyye Samantha...have fuuuuun!" I had 30 minutes left. I threw everything in the closet even though I didn't think we'd be up in my room. Then I went to talk to my Mom. "Hi Mom!" "Hey honey, what's up?" "Uuum, I have a friend coming over, is that OK? "Yeah, sure. Who is it?" "John -- he's a friend, um, of Jenna's." "A boy? Hmmm. I don't know. With your father out of town I don't think you should have company like that." "Oh Mom, he's a good guy, I know it! Please??? I want to hang out with him a little. Maybe he'll ask me to prom next month!" "OK, but no closed doors and no nonsense. I want to meet him too." "Thanks Mom!! You're the best, I love you!" "Uh-huh." My Mom smiled after agreeing and I couldn't be happier. I could see she was a little worried like any mother would be. What with her 18 year old daughter about the graduate from High School in a month and a boy coming over to the house. I've dated before but it was always boys of parents my parents knew. I wasn't about to tell my Mom this guy was older. 21 to be exact. And in college. She would never say yes. I ran up stairs to get on my bathing suit. I figured I did look great, and it would seem like I was just chillin' out at the pool -- not frantically trying to impress him. THE DOORBELL! I couldn't get there fast enough. My Mom beat me to it. The look of shock was obvious on her face. This wasn't a boy. This was a man. John was tall, 6 feet probably. He was built like a football quarterback. He was a little dark -- his skin was tan, but his attitude was also little rough. But he was pleasant at the same time. It was strange. There was something evil and mysterious behind his dark eyes. And he...brought a friend? "Hi, I'm John. This is my friend Steve." "Uhhh, hi" my Mom muttered. She was flustered and unsure and upset. They stood there awkwardly for a few seconds so I knew I had to act fast to get things moving. "Hi John!" I said from the top of the stairs. All three of them looked up at me. John's eyes met mine and he slowly scanned my body up and down. Steve just looked right at me and smiled a bit. I didn't think it was possible, but my Mom's jaw dropped down even further. I was wearing my one piece swimming suit and some sandals. I try to cover up a lot because boys do tend to stare at me. I'm told I have a fantastic body -- boys look at me like they want to eat me alive. I don't understand the appeal; I think I'm just normal. I'm 5'5, 110 pounds. I have dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I have an athletic body from years of sports, but I don't really play much anymore because...because of my very large breasts. They do get in the way for almost everything and tend to hurt when I run or get hit in the chest. They are embarrassing for me, and sometimes my family when others stare. But the boys are sure taken with them. "Hi Samantha. It's good to see you..." Before he could finish I needed to set the story straight for everyone! "Yes, it's been a while since we hung out...with Jenna right?" John smiled out of the corner of his mouth and nodded. "Yes, how is Jenna doing." Before I could answer, John looked down at my Mom who was still in shock and said "I'm happy to finally meet you. Samantha has spoken very highly of you and Chuck." "Uuuuh, thanks. I'm sorry to say she hasn't mentioned you to me OR Charles." My Mom said this as she scanned from John, to Steve and finally at me. I was probably in a bit of trouble. But my Mom is cool and would wait until out guests left to yell and punish me. After a few more silent seconds, I happily bounced down the steps and took John by the hand to go outside to the pool. We all three quietly made our way out and my Mom still didn't leave the doorway...or close her mouth. John, Steve, and I talked for a while outside. We appeared to be just catching up, but it was more like just getting to know each other. John and I met online through friends of friends. We hit it off online and quickly started talking on the phone. Now that we met in person I knew the chemistry was there between us for real! I was so excited. I really liked John -- he was HOT and great to talk with. Steve was rather silent, but chimed in from time to time with sarcastic remarks. I could see my Mom watching from the kitchen window. We weren't going to be able to get away with anything from here. She came out a few times to bring us lemonade, some snacks, and then once without anything. She just stood there like she had a reason but forgot or just wanted to break up the party and thought better of it. I was a bit stressed out about it, but spending time with John was a bit more important to me at the moment. Steve went inside to use the bathroom. My Mom wasn't in the window. As we sat on the edge of the pool next to each other, John dropped the straw from his glass. We both bent down to pick it up and as our faces were an inch apart I felt the blood rush from me in a flash and I was on fire. I wanted him to kiss me desperately. We stared at each other for a long second and then he slowly, slowly moved his lips closer to mine. He lightly brushed his lips across mine and slowly moved them across to my cheek. My mouth involuntarily opened and I exhaled breathlessly to coax him back over. He came slowly back and kissed my top then bottom lip and I moaned out loud. My hands went up to the side of his head to pull him in closer. One of his hands did the same and the other went to my side to guide me closer to his hard body. Our lips parted and I felt the tip of his tongue enter my mouth. I hadn't kissed much. It was mostly lips closed, and little pecks. I was a bit inexperienced to say the least. Rare for a girl my age. And from what I'm told, rare from a girl who looks like I do. We kissed passionately like that for a few seconds until I heard the patio door slide open loudly. John and I both jumped back, hearts pounding from the sexual tension and fear. It was just Steve. "Uuuh, oops, sorry. You have a TV or something. You know, so you two can have some alone time." John and I looked at each other. John was smiling a bit and I was embarrassed and a bit on edge. I did want alone time but John was so new, and my Mom was home, and we just met and there was Steve. I was confused and excited and just overwhelmed from the kiss. "Um, sure. Follow me into the den. It's the other door off the patio." I felt them following behind me as I led them to the den. "Here, TV." "WOW!" Exclaimed Steve. "This is nice! This is your den." "Yes, our den is here, and my father's office is through there." "Steve, why don't you pick out something good to watch and we'll join you in a minute. Samantha was going to show me her father's office." I looked up at him puzzled. I was? I didn't remember even mentioning it, nor was there anything interesting in the adjoining office room. Was I that dizzy from our kiss? "Haha, sure no problem. I'll find a nice movie to put on." John pointed with his head to the office in the next room and we walked together, he followed again behind me. As we got in there I walked to my father's desk. It was clutter free without his laptop there. Behind his desk was a giant book case with a reading ledge at its middle. It is kind of at the same height as the desk so he could swing his chair from the desk to book case to read or work. John stood behind me as I faced my father's desk and before I could turn around I felt his hands on my shoulders rubbing them. I instantly turned to mush in his hands and leaned backward into him. My head fell to his chest as I relaxed in his hands. I felt his head closer to mine, his hot breath on my neck, and then his lips. I gasped out loud "OH!". I was caught by surprise and my body was again on fire. His tongue worked over my neck and ears and I was breathing heavily. My eyes, once closed were now wide looking around -- was Steve watching? My Mom? Oh my God, what if we got caught!? The door -- it's closed! I was nervous and John could tell. His hands stopped on my shoulders and his head rested at my neck. I relaxed a bit as I felt his hands leave my shoulders and run down my arms. I wanted him badly but I didn't even know what that meant. And we weren't alone! As his hands settled next to mine he gently touched my hips. I was burning again inside. And then he violently grabbed me and roughly jolted me back into him. "OH!" I gasped out even louder this time. I knew Steve heard that in the other room. I was a bit in shock, but I also felt something exploding inside me -- and outside me something was rock hard at my rear end. I was bent a little at the waist by the force of the movement and I looked back over my shoulder at John, eyes wide in a bit of a panic and anticipation of what was going to happen next. He gripped me tightly against his groin and I felt his hard dick. I had never felt one or seen one in person. My girlfriends and I would laugh at internet pictures or videos. But now there was a giant hard one behind me and I could feel it. He ground forcefully into me. I was nervous but hot and exited by the entire thing at the same time. Each time I felt him gyrate a bit behind me I let out involuntary groans, gasps, and moans. I was in big trouble if I didn't stop this soon! My eyes burned into him -- both pleading to stop and go on at the same time. His hands moved from my hips inward to my thighs as they crept closer and closer to middle of my legs. He wanted to touch me "there" -- and I wanted him too badly, but it wasn't safe! I tried closing my legs but he was having none of that and was able to hold my legs open with his arms alone. "WAIT! NO!" I said in a loud, panting whisper, eyes pleading. My hands grasped at his to try and stop him but it was too late. His finger tips were brushing over my hot little spot and my body was working against my judgment. My hands, once fighting to keep him away, now loosened a bit, and actually helped move his hands closer. His touch there felt fantastic. Better than any feeling I have ever had. My mouth was open and the lust I felt in my eyes was starting to match the lust I saw in his. "Oh my God John please we can't do this. Steve is right there. My Mom is...somewhere. And I..I've never done anything like this. Please -- oh God, please it feels so good. We can't." John didn't respond with words, just actions. A forceful shove from behind with his hips and hard cock, hands fighting to get under my swimming suit at my hot pussy, and lips now planted firmly on mine. It was a full assault on my body and he was winning. I wasn't even trying to stop him anymore. I felt the tips of his right hand push under the bottom of my swimming suit and then gently rub me. I was panting like crazy and slowing losing my grip. I fell forward a bit and clutched his right hand with mine. I was scared he would go further and scared he would stop. His left hand had moved up and was now just beneath my large left breast. I reached up to hold that hand too but did nothing has he slowly moved it over my breast and clutched it hard. "Oh my God, this feels so good. My head is spinning John, what are you doing to me!?" "Do you like the way I'm touching you Samantha? Your body sure likes it." "I want you so badly John. You're driving me crazy! I've never felt this before." "What do you want Sam? Tell me, I want to hear you say it." "I don't even know. I don't want you to stop. I want you to do more." "Tell me what you want Sam." "Your hands. Your fingers. Deeper." I swallowed hard as I said it and then let out a loud moan as his fingers invaded me. I buckled over and had to grasp for the edge of the desk for support. I was bent in half now. He had some fingers deep inside my pussy, and others rubbed me from the outside. I was getting soaked and I didn't even know that was possible. John's left hand was working over my left breast. He grabbed at the material of suit to squeeze my nipples. They were getting rock hard at his touch and it felt amazing as he rubbed and pulled them. But that wasn't enough. He reached up and pulled the strap down over my shoulder and my large breast popped out of my suit. His hand immediately mauled me at the top and bottom. "John what are you doing with your hands. Oh my God, it feels so good. What are you doing to me? Please don't stop! OH MY GOD, WHAT IS HAPPENING! OH! UUUHHH! OOOOH JOHN! JOHN! JOHN!" "Cum for me Sammy. Come on baby, that's it. Yes, cum Sammy!" I was panting and shaking and gushing stuff from my insides all over John's hands and my legs. It was my first orgasm and it was amazing! My first orgasm quickly became my second one too fast. "Stop! OH MY GOD, not again! Please, I can't take it, stop! JOHN! JOHN! OH MY GOD, here it comes again! PLEASE NO! UUUH! UUUH! AAAHAH GOD JOHN YEEEES! I wasn't whispering loudly anymore. Or panting loudly. I was just being loud. I was probably near yelling at this point and I couldn't stop it nor did I want to. I knew Steve heard all of this. My Mom though, where was she? She must have heard this if she was anywhere in, or even near, the house. I looked back over my shoulder finally at John. I was coming down off my high and was now a bit embarrassed, and a bit mad, and still quite a bit horny; I knew what that meant now just like I knew what an orgasm was, and how a real kiss felt. John slowly helped me up and turned me around. I adjusted my suit so that I was covered up again. We turned around 180 degrees. My back was to the bookcase now. He kissed me again and I melted into his body -- completely in love and lust. I took the lead this time and reached down taking his shirt up and over his head. His body was perfect; hard, sculpted, tan, rough and smooth at the same time. I kissed his chest and sucked on his nipples each for a few seconds. Before I knew what happened, he had me up and sitting on the flat middle of the bookcase -- the reading ledge. His hands disappeared down below us as he mouth invaded mine again. I felt his hands at the bottom of my suit again and waited for the amazing sensations of his fingers and orgasmic bliss. He roughly pulled at my suit moving it far over and it felt like he was trying to put all his fingers in me at once, but...it was different. I felt him push at me and it hurt this time a little. "Ow, easy, it's too many." "Too many what, Sam?" I looked down and it wasn't too many, it was too much of one thing. "OH MY GOD NO WAY! John, I am a virgin! Steve is right in there; my Mom! WE CAN'T! STOP!" But it was too late. I felt the tip of his cock enter me a little. There was pain and lust and longing and fear all at once. He moved my butt a little closer to the edge of the ledge and pushed harder into me. "OW! Please, no not here! Not now! It's too big you can't do it here!" "Samantha -- I want you more than I've ever wanted anything else and I am going to have you right here and right now." I felt another push and more of him went into me. My head snapped back and my arms cautiously went up to his neck. I lifted my legs up a bit to ease some of the pain and pressure on my insides and it felt better -- maybe even good. John took this opportunity to bury his face in my neck and kiss, lick, and suck while his hands were down at my ass trying to move my body for me. His thrusts got more powerful and his hard cock went deeper into me. He was quickly jabbing into me. I was getting more wet which helped but he was a monster. It hurt -- he was so large and I was so tight. "Please, you're too big for me, I can't take it!" We have to stooooooooo..." But I was cut off by a hard thrust that broke through my interior defenses. I held my breath for a few seconds and I waited. John pushed with a long deep stroke into me and I felt completely full and much less pain now. I had to see -- I looked down and saw about half of his raging hard on in me. My eyes were wide and watery. This wasn't over. There was more -- much more. And there was a little blood here and there. My hymen. It was gone. In its place was this magnificently huge cock from a guy I barely knew that already brought me to two mind bending orgasms in my father's office while his friend sat outside and my Mother somewhere roamed the house. He got a better grip on my ass and pushed forward again driving his cock deeper and harder into me. I groaned and my head fell back again resting on the bookcase as this man used my body. His thrusts got more and more urgent and my once tight innocent womanhood accepted all of this man's giant meat. My legs involuntarily moved up higher and higher until they were wrapped around John's back. It felt much better this way. My arms lagged around John's neck. I was being used and letting it happen and worst of all it was starting to feel really, really good. John was pounding into me now. There was no pretense of love, just lust and power. The pain was gone and replaced by my own longing from the inside. My desire grew and I wanted him in just the way he was taking me. Roughly and passionately and immediately. "It feels good John." I panted through quick breaths between his powerful strokes into me. "It feels really good. I do want you so badly, John." "I want you too Sammy, so fucking badly." We were fucking now without a doubt. I knew what fucking was too now. This was fucking. I was getting fucked. With a big, large, thick cock. By a man. And I loved it. He was pounding into me furiously now. I was moving my own body in time with his. "Yes John, I want you! Come on baby, do it! It feels so good!" "What do you want Sammy!? Tell me what you want! I need to hear you say the words." "I want your cock baby. Please give it to me. Harder! GOD YES, harder! Don't stop, please don't stop baby!" Then he stopped. "NO" I shouted. "You want my cock Sammy?" "Yes! Please now!" "TELL ME!" "FUCK, I want your cock now JOHN! FUCK ME UUUUUUHHHHHH!" John slammed his hard cock back into me. I was bucking widely back at him and cursing at him loudly to fuck me, use me, take me. His free hands now reached up and ripped the top of my suit down and my large breasts flew out bouncing in all directions. He quickly clamped his mouth down on my right nipple and sucked hard on it. "AAAHAHH YES! Oh my God that feels amazing, YEES!" His tongue swirled around my nipple as his teeth bit down with just enough pressure. Samantha Falls for Internet Bad Boy "Oh my God John I'm going to do it again, please don't stop!" "You're going to do what again, Sammy? Say it or I swear I will stop!" "I'm going to have an orgasm! NO I SAID IT DON'T STOP!" "That's not want I want to hear. I want to hear you say it the dirty way you little slut." I heard commotion from the other room and knew in the back of my mind what must be going on. My Mother finally heard me or was finally going to do something about it. Steve was trying to stop her from coming in. It wasn't enough to break my concentration on this orgasm though and John wasn't letting up a bit from the attack on me. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO HER!" I heard my Mother scream from the now open door. Steve stood there holding my Mother back from coming in any further. "No Mom, go! Please!" None of this distracted John in the least while he continued his assault on my pussy and was finishing me off. "I'm going to cuuuuuu...." But he slammed back into me before I could finish and I screamed in orgasmic bliss for the third time in just a few minutes. I my legs and arms were flailing about and one of my sandals fell off my foot. I was shaking as I exploded on the inside and screaming as I came on the outside. "YEES! YEES! YEES! FUCK ME! I'M CUMMMMMMMING! OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU!" I wailed all this from my mouth as tears welled in my eyes from the emotion of this all. "STOP IT NOW! BOTH OF YOU!" My Mother screamed. It didn't seem to matter to John and I cared but not enough to do anything about it at the moment. She was no match for Steve either holding her arms behind her. My orgasm was subsiding a bit and John was pushing with long deep strokes into me at a slower pace now. I shuttered each time I felt his thrust as the sensation was too much to bare. "Sorry bro, she broke out of the restraints." Steve said. "It doesn't matter anymore, I want her to watch her daughter lose her virginity." John said. I looked down at him with a lovely, lustful, puzzled look again and just kissed him. His thrusting stopped and we kissed for a few minutes. Then he took my left leg and put in on his shoulder and moved me closer to the edge of the ledge. I stared deep into his eyes and read what was going on in his head. He wasn't done with me. And he could see I didn't want to be done with him. But he didn't move. "Just go now, LEAVE" my mother pleaded from the door. "Do you want me to leave" John asked as he looked down at me. I was quiet for a long moment. "No. Use me now." "NO STOP" came from my Mother, but it was the last thing I heard. John's cock pounded forth into me and I scream myself "AHHH, YEEEES, FUCK ME! UUUUUUSE ME!" And he did. John fucked me for all he was worth. He used every ounce of muscle and power in his body to drive his cock as far into me as possible, as fast and hard as possible. And I was loving it. I was too far gone to care anymore. It felt amazing and I never wanted this feeling to end. John pulled my suit down around my waist so my huge tits -- and most of the rest of my body -- was completely bare. My tits rocked back and forth between my chin and knees. John alternated using his mouth and fingers on them. Then I heard a grunt and tear. He tore my suit at the bottom and pushed it up to my waist as well. John was panting and grunting loudly now. He was getting close to an orgasm himself -- cumming, I knew what that was too now. I could hear it in his breathing and feel it in his fucking. I could also feel his cock getting much larger -- much thicker if that were even possible. "Oh fuck yeah, I'm gunna cum any second Sammy." "Yes baby, do it for me. I want you to. I want you to cum. Cum for me baby. USE ME!" "DON'T YOU DARE DO THAT INSIDE OF HER" I heard from my Mother. "SHUT UP WOMAN" came the reply from John. And she didn't say anything else but continued to sob a little. John looked into my eyes and I could see he was close. I looked straight into his eyes and whispered to him "Do it baby. Cum inside me. I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel it. I want to feel that huge thick cock explode in me!" "OH FUCK SAMMY" was all he said and I felt his cock grow so thick and begin to pulse inside me. "YES! Do it! Cum! CUM! CUM IN ME! I WANT YOUR CUM! I need you! I need your cock! USE ME! I'm your dirty little slut! FUCK ME and CUM inside ME! USE ME AND CUM INSIDE ME!" "AAAAHHHHHAAHHH FUCK YES!" John screamed into my breasts as his cock delivered hot cum deep inside my womb. I felt every pulse fire off inside me. It was so hot it burned. His cock was buried at its fullest inside me and the entire scene got to me. I screamed too. "YEES, I'M CUMMING AGAIN TOO! YES! OH MY GOD JOHN YES FUCK ME! CUM IN ME!" As we both finished he thrust and grunted into me a few more times holding me tightly to him. My Mother sobbed and looked over. Steve no longer was holding her, she was on the ground. "Wow, that was amazing you too" Steve said. "You're telling me" I said and we all laughed. "I think you need to help Steve out a little bit. He was a good wing man today and he deserves something. A LITTLE something." John said. I looked up at him a bit shocked. "WH-What?" "Come over here Steve." John said. He did. John pulled out of me and thick white semen flowed out me. There was a lot, I couldn't believe it. "Don't worry about that...for now." John said. "Get down on your knees." Worried and shocked I did what he said staring at him the entire time. His cock was right at my head level now. "Suck my cock and clean it up. When you're done, take care of Steve the same way." "Wu-WHAT?" I said. John forcefully grabbed my hair and looked at me sternly. "Suck. My. Cock. NOW. When you're done. Suck. His." He moved my head to his cock and without a second thought I opened my mouth and did as he demanded. I got a good look at his cock for the first time. It was softening but was huge. As thick as my wrist and as long as...I don't know, but it was long. His cock head was enormous. How did I get that inside me!? I worked his head into my mouth and a bit more but that was all I could manage. My mouth was completely full of cock. The taste was different but not gross. Not pleasant, but not disturbing either. It was strange and new and I thought I could like this a lot more under more erotic circumstances. "Use your hands on me while you suck it." "HRMPH?" Was all I could mumble. John took my hands and put one around the upper and lower parts of his cock. It was like I was holding a baseball bat; my fingers didn't reach all the way around. "Now go like this" he said as he moved my hands up and down stroking his cock. I got the picture and soon enough had a good little pace going on John's cock. "OK, whew, stop before I cum again. I want to hold that for now. Time for Steve." Steve quickly dropped his pants and shorts. His cock was a far cry from John's. It was much smaller in length and girth. But cute in its own way. "Suck it. Make him cum." John said. I did as I was told. It was much easier. Much more fit in my mouth and my mouth didn't get nearly as sore. My hand wrapped around it completely and I was able to stroke him with only one hand. Steve responded really quickly to the stimulation -- probably from hearing and seeing John and I fuck for the last half hour. In about two minutes I felt his cock swell and I hear him grunt "oh fuck!" "Now, don't stop Sammy. Finish him off just like you're doing -- right into your mouth." John said. Again I did as I was told. A few seconds later I felt a blast of hot semen hit my throat. A couple more soon followed and he was finished. I didn't swallow, but moved it to the front of my mouth to spit it out. "Don't you spit that out Sammy" John said. But I looked at him and spit it on the floor. "My throat only accepts your cum baby. Not his." John looked down at me. His eyes were wild with fury. I was waiting for a slap or punch. Instead he grabbed be by the hair and picked me up onto my feat. He slammed his mouth into mine and kissed me more wantonly than ever. His hands again were at my tits and pussy exploring. A quick spin and shuffle and I was bent over my Father's desk. He roughly pulled my torn swimming suit down and off me. I was finally naked in front of John -- and Steve and my catatonic Mother on the floor. I flipped my head back so my long hair swung to one side and looked him in the eyes. He was rock hard again. His size was amazing now that I had some perspective on another dick. He moved at me holding that meat spear pointed at my pussy. Just as he got to me he smashed my ass hard with his hand and I felt a burning. I screamed out "AAAHHHH OOOW!" He roughly grabbed me by the hair and yanked up hard causing me to bend back and up. I was S shaped now. He whispered in my ear: "You are mine now. I own you. This body, and your life, are mine. Do you understand me?" "Yessssss" was all I could eek out. "When I tell you to do something, I expect it to be done to perfection. Or you will pay dearly. Do you understand me?" "Yesssss" I replied. "The only reason you are still conscious after that display down there is because of what you said to me. I know you mean it. And now I agree, your throat will only ever be for my cum, no other. But the rest of you -- is for me and for me alone to decide what to do with it. Do you understand me?" "Yessss" I whispered in compliance...and agreement. "AAAAHHHHHH, OH MY GOD!" He slammed his cock into me just then; straight in with no warning to the very depth of my insides. I was in shock by the sudden force but quickly recovered. He was still after the initial assault; then slowly stroked in and out of me with agonizingly slow precision. He gently lowered my body to rest on the desk. My enormous tits pushed down and flattened out in all directions onto the surface. He ran his hands down my back slowly and gently until they rested on top of my ass. Then a little force down as he put some weight on them. "Clutch the desk edges with your hands. You'll need some support and leverage." I did as I was told. A slow withdrawal from my inflamed pussy preceded a jack hammering fucking barrage. John went from zero to 100 miles per hour on my pussy and I was immediately screaming in fear, anticipated pain, and pleasure. John held me down with all his weight on my back at the top of my ass. My feat lifted off the floor from the pace and I was suspended on the desk getting rammed mercilessly. "OH MY GOD, YES FUCK ME!" was all I could keep screaming as I looked back at him. I wanted him to own my body and use me. My life was meaningless now I could see that. I only lived now to service his cock. "FUCK ME! YES! USE MY DIRTY FUCKING BODY!" My body was dirty. I remember my Mother telling me when I was young it was dirty. I remember my Father looking at me as I grew older and developed like it was dirty. I remember the boys leering at me in gym class like it was dirty. I remember the girls averting their eyes at me in the gym locker room like it was dirty. And now I was being used like it was dirty. And I loved it. I embraced it. I owned it. And I gave it to John. He was furiously pounding away at me. I felt the weight leave my back and replaced by his body on top of mine instead. Then his fingers grasped to get a hold of my left breast so I lifted up enough so he could take my breast in his hand. Then is right hand found that special spot between my legs, just above my hot pulsing opening. While his cock assaulted me from the inside, his fingers danced and flittered around my clitoris driving me insane and taking me to yet a whole new level of orgasm. "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD JOHN! JOOOOOHN! What the FUCK are you DOING to ME!?" "You are going to fucking cum so hard Sammy. Let it happen! Do you trust me?" "OH FUCK YES. Oh my GOD! JOHN! I'm going to PEE, STOP! OH MY GOD YEEEEEES!" "Cum for me Sammy! It's not pee, it's fluid. Squirt for me Sammy. I want your pussy to squirt all over. It's going to feel better than anything else so far." "HOLY FUCK I'M CUMMMMMING JOOOOOOHN! AHHH AHHH AHH YES PLEASE I'M CUMMING OH MY GOD!" I was screaming out of my mind from this orgasm. Fluid was in fact squirting from my pussy, but spraying out because of the cock still buried deep inside me. Like a hose with the top forced almost shut. It came in waves -- the orgasm and the fluid. A few quick rushes. Then rest. Then more rushes and rest. The orgasm climaxed and relaxed many times within a very short period of time and the fluid continued to flow with each climax. I could feel some pain from the intense fucking John was giving me. I was really getting slammed hard. Between his rock hard body, is rock hard thick cock, and the hard desk, my body was getting seriously injured. But the pleasure was so intense I didn't feel it. My head was cloudy, like I was knocked nearly unconscious or under the water. There was suddenly a break from the assault. John stopped fucking me and using his fingers. I was panting and breathless on the desk. I opened my eyes to see my Mother looking at John's cock with wide eyes and the most intense look of fear I had ever seen. Couldn't she see I was better than I had ever been before. Although this wasn't exactly proper all-in-all, it wasn't that bad either. I was in a hazy daze. I wasn't even fully aware of my body or what was happening around me after that orgasm -- or orgasms. How many had I just had? "Don't...do...that...to her. Please, I am begging you." I heard my Mom say. Do what? It's done. Everything. There is nothing else really is there? Then an odd feeling from behind me..."what are you doing!?" I said. "Sammy -- you are mine. Do not question me." John said. I didn't say anything else. I just bore down and grasped the desk as hard as I could. I planted my feet on the ground -- only my toes could really touch at this point, but it was something. I needed every bit of contact I could get for what was to come. "Please John. I love you. I am yours. My body is yours. Use me. Use me any way you choose. I will never question you again." "Very good. You can also call me...Master from now on." "Very well Master. Use me. Take me. Fuck me...in my ass. I want you too. Go ahead and take me. I know that's what you're going to do. I want it. I want your thick cock deep inside my ass. Give it to meaaaa..." The tip was enough to make my body pulse up and my voice snap off. I clutched at all four points, my hands on the desk and my toes trying to grip the ground. John again put one hand on my back and used the other to force his enormous cock into the tightest of my holes -- and my last virginal opening. I felt him using my own fluids still draining from my pussy as lubricant. He pushed in again and the head again popped in. I jolted a bit, but less than last time. This time it stayed in me. I relaxed and waited for the rest of that cock. I trusted John -- my Master. It hurt, but I wanted this. I wanted him to feel all the pleasure in the world from my body. That's why I wanted him to use me. I knew by using me it would pleasure him. And it would be the greatest pleasure of his life. And by pleasuring him, it would pleasure me, both physically and mentally. He had a portion of that cock in me now. A quarter? Half? I didn't know. He was slowly stroking and rocking in and out of my ass. I was tearing up from the pain, but I found one of my hands rubbing my own clit at the same time. I hadn't even realized I was doing it. After a few moments I felt his back against my ass and his large balls at the base of my pussy. I rubbed them as I rubbed my clity. He was completely inside me again. I felt perfect. He was gentle this time. Slowly rocking his cock in and out. The sensation was amazing. Unbelievable in fact. Pain and pleasure -- from my Master and my own hand. I was thoroughly and completely gone at this point. John quickened his pace in my ass. His long thick cock was more easily moving in and out. My asshole was adjusting to his astounding size. My hand was aggressively working on my clit. John's hands were on either side of my chest, his weight on them forcing his cock in me with his pelvis only. John began to grunt more and pant a bit -- as did I. We were both closing in on another orgasm. I hoped this time it would be together as one at the same time. I would wait if I could -- or keep mine going for as long as possible to be there with him. He grasped frantically for my breasts and I lifted my torso up again so he could get at them. We were bent over together now, his hands squeezing my huge tits and his cock pounding away at my tight asshole. My toes were barely touching the ground but they were spread as far apart as possible as my hand worked my clit and my orgasm began to shake me. "Oh my God Master, you're going to make me fucking cum again! I want your cock in my ass. Fuck my ass, Master. Use my body. Use my ass! Fuck my ass!" "Fuck Samantha, you feel so fucking amazing. This ass -- your body -- is so fucking perfect." "Yes Master. I am yours. I am only yours forever. Please fuck me and use me and cum inside my asshole. I want you to shoot all you fucking hot cum deep inside my asshole. Fuck me as hard and fast as you can in my ass and then shoot all your hot fucking cum in me!" "Oh Sam, Sam, Sam..." I heard my Mother sob from across the room on the floor. "HOLY FUCK I'M CUMMING MASTER! CUM WITH ME! PLEASE YES CUM WITH ME! I can feel him Mommy. He's going to fucking cum inside me again. He's going to fuck my asshole and cum so deep inside me again! OH MY GOD, he's getting SO FUCKING THICK! HIS COCK GETS SO FUCKING THICK WHEN HE'S GOING TO CUM MOMMY. I CAN FEEL IT, YESS. HE'S COMING MOMMY. HE'S CUMMING INSIDE MY ASS. YESS FUCKING CUM MASTER. I LOVE YOU JOHN YES!" I couldn't stop the words from coming out. I meant every one of them. John and I were both screaming as we came together. We were both verbalizing to our audience in the most obscene way possible what was happening inside my body. My pussy was exploding with fluid, gushing out. His cock was exploding in my ass like it had done inside my womb just a bit earlier. I felt every sensation, every pulse, every drop of semen inside me. "AHH UHHH, AHHHH MMAAAHAH...uuuuh....oooh." Both of us slowly brought ourselves down from the orgasm. John laid on top of me for a long time and I reached behind him with one hand to clutch his ass and the other hand moved to his head to hold him on top of me forever. "My God John, I love you." "I love you too Samantha. I love you too. I think your mother isn't too happy with me though. Where is your father and your brother and sister?" "My Dad is away on business. My siblings are at my Aunt's house. They will be back soon I think." "Then we don't have much more time left before I have to leave. Steve, take the mother up to Sam's room and tie her back up. I'll be up with Sam in a few minutes and we can continue this in her room like we planned from the beginning." "You planned this, John?" I asked. "Yes, of course. Once I saw your picture on the internet I knew I had to have you Sammy." John said. "The internet? You're not friends with Jenna?" My mom piped up. Crap I thought. I guess it doesn't matter much now anyway. I'm probably not going to get in trouble for this anyway. I'll be asked to just move out. "OK, let's get upstairs to my room then." I said. Now that the pretense was over I might as well enjoy whatever else they had in mind.