7 comments/ 80908 views/ 18 favorites A Freak Like Me By: shez His birth name was Simon, and his friends used to call him Si; now he preferred people not to know his name. He didn’t have an address, or a phone number. He had an identification card once, but that burnt with his house. He’d only been in trouble with the police once, and they didn’t take his fingerprints. They simply made him sleep it off in a cell. As far as Simon could gather, no one knew who he was now. He had destroyed everything that could name him, or place him somewhere. Now, he was above the law. Simon was now staying in a shared house with two male students. They didn’t care that they didn’t know his name, or that he only went out at night, or that he constantly wore gloves. He paid them cash weekly, and put almost all the money up for the bills. It looked good on the student’s rent book that they were so efficient with the rent. They had told Simon that they needed a name to call him by. He hadn’t said anything, and would not tell them who he was, so they ‘affectionately’ dubbed him Vamp. Vamp seemed quite appropriate for him. He looked a bit like Dracula, with jet-black hair, a pale complexion, and a towering height, well above six foot five. He dressed in smart black jeans and a black top. His black leather gloves never came off. The students had gone into Vamp’s room once in the daytime when he was asleep. He had painted it black, and bought thick dark curtains to block out the daylight. He slept on a mattress, with no duvet, base or pillow. Just a red, velvet cushion to rest his head on. He wore his clothes to bed, and his gloves. The students were slightly scared, slightly confused by him. They couldn’t figure out whether he was some sort of satanic activist, or just plain insane. They didn’t ask, and Vamp surely wasn’t going to tell them. That night, Vamp woke at around midnight. The students were still awake, as they often were in the early hours. He rose from the bed and left his room. He went towards the kitchen. Vamp heartily ate what was left of a chicken carcass, and drank water. He only ever ate meat and occasionally had one glass of red wine; otherwise it was water. When Vamp had finished eating, he left the house. He never spoke to the students, and they only spoke to him if they’d been smoking weed. Vamp proceeded on his nightly ritual. He kept out of the glow of the streetlights. He liked people to walk past him, not even realising he was there. He headed past the suburban homes and towards Angel Park. It was a fitting name for the place, Vamp often thought. Here, on one of his nightly prowls, he had found her. Her name was Jenny. He had found out her name from the night watchman, before he cut his throat with the switchblade he carried in his boots. The watchman was the first person he had spoken to in years, and he had found it hard to talk and had been forced to whisper. There was of course a full investigation, but with no weapon, fingerprints or witnesses, he doubted they’d do much more than listen to the confession of a drunk, who insisted on confessing after every major crime. Jenny was tall, close to six foot. She had black hair, which was crimped, and fell over her full breasts. She was perfectly proportioned; pretty, tall, dark hair, full breasts, small waist and a plump yet firm ass. Vamp had decided her name would be Angel, and that he would have her by any means possible. Tonight, she walked her dog before she headed for her shift. He assumed the local hospital, as nowhere else in town was open twenty-four hours. Vamp watched Angel throw sticks for her dog. The dog had turned to look at him occasionally, but then hurried to catch his stick. Angel was smiling and laughing, and every time she threw the stick, the dog went further and further away from her. It was now close to 1am, and Angel was looking for her dog. She had thrown the stick a bit too hard, and the dog had gone after it five minutes ago. Little did she know that Vamp had found the dog, and it had been surprisingly friendly towards him. Vamp had tied the dog to a tree, and was now watching Angel searching through the bushes, shouting “Timmy!”. Vamp watched Angel move further towards him, searching through shrubs and hedges for her beloved pet. When he had first thought of this scheme, Vamp had considered killing the dog to make Angel faint, or at least be in a state of shock. She would be easy-pickings then. But Vamp couldn’t kill something his Angel loved, so he left him tied to a tree. Angel was right in front of him now. Vamp was behind a tree, controlling his breath so that she wouldn’t hear him. He waited until she had passed to the right slightly, then grabbed her side and pressed the soaking cloth over her mouth. She was kicking, and trying to scream, but the drug had been affective, and Angel fell to the floor. * * * * * The cave Vamp had chosen was small, dark and warm. He had found it months ago, but leaving Angel here overnight would have given her hypothermia, so he had waited for the summer months. Angel stirred and groaned. There was a large, flat rock to the rear of the cave. He had covered it in a thick, red woollen blanket, and had bought another velvet cushion. He had draped a red, velvet blanket over Angel. After a lot of painstaking work, he had managed to get hold of iron shackles. He had locked her ankles and hands, and although they were heavy, you could manage to walk with them if you were careful. Vamp went over and sat on the rock. He leaned over Angel’s face and kissed her sweet lips. She stirred again. Vamp watched her eyes open, and when she could focus properly in the darkness, she looked petrified. Vamp smirked. He knew she would be scared, and he knew she would bargain with him to let her go. He waited for her imminent negotiations. “Please… Don’t hurt me… I’ve got money in my purse, please take it.” Angel pleaded. “I guess you haven’t noticed that your purse is missing already, as are your clothes.” Vamp told her. Angel looked down, horrified to find she was naked. She thought, to her terror, that he might be a rapist, or some guy with a screw loose who just wanted to watch her die. She squirmed, and then felt the heavy chains on her wrists and ankles. She was helpless. “Please let me go.” Angel begged. “Why would I let such a beautiful figure of femininity out of my sight?” Vamp asked. “I… I don’t know… I want to go home!” Angel shouted. “I know you do. Don’t worry though, I will give you the chance to leave eventually, but you must stay with me for a while first. And don’t worry about Timmy, he’s safe and sound in your Mom’s shed.” Vamp told her. Angel cringed and sobbed a little. A stalker! She thought she should have known, or seen him. He knew her Mother! “If you know where my Mom’s house is, you’ll know the address.” Angel stated, defiantly. “34, Sea-View Terrace. It’s a sweet little windmill she has in her front garden. I’m lucky that you go there before your shift, or I would never have found somewhere for Timmy.” Vamp replied. Angel cringed again. “Alright then, smart ass. You may have followed me around but you know nothing about me! I bet you don’t even know my name!” Angel shouted, hoping that this show of defiance would put him off. “But of course I do Jenny, although I do not care for that name. You are now Angel, and you shall address me as Vamp. I could keep you here for some time; I could let you go tonight. It all depends on how well you behave.” Vamp explained to her, “Now if you don’t mind, I have to go and do some work. I’ll be back later on, and I expect you to have a more respectful attitude when I return. After all, I’ve watched you for months. I could even give you an educated guess as to when you menstruate. Timmy tends to sniff you there when you’re on, and I’ve got three weeks to play with you until you bleed.” Vamp left the cave and Angel started sobbing. He was right, she thought. He knew when she came on, where her Mother lived, her name, everything! Now she started to worry about what ‘work’ he had to do. * * * * * Vamp returned just as the sun was rising. The light hurt his eyes, and he was exhausted. He looked over at Angel; she had turned on her side and was facing away from him. Vamp knew that Angel was smart, and that she’d know where she was. She’d be able to hear the waves on the ocean. He stepped over to her, and looked down. She had been crying. “Take what you want and let me go, or leave me to die alone; whichever you have in mind.” Angel told him. Vamp was suddenly taken aback… His Angel thought he wanted her to die! “Listen! I told you that I will let you go and I will, when the time is right! Until then my whim will be fulfilled at any time I choose!” Vamp shouted, angered at Angel’s remarks. “Then fulfil your whim, and maybe we can get this over with quickly.” Angel told him. Vamp glared at her. She wanted to confuse him, possibly anger him. She knew that if he were going to hurt her he would have already. She wanted him to leave again, storm off and leave her by herself. Vamp had other ideas. Vamp pulled the velvet blanket off of her, and revealed her naked body. He grabbed her hair and pulled it so her head came towards him. He kissed her violently, and pushed his hand down between her legs. He pulled them open as far as the chains would let them go. He furiously groped her breasts with his gloved hands, and then moved his hand down to his crotch. He unzipped his trousers, and unleashed his erect member. Angel squealed. She had never seen a cock as big as his. He pulled the knife out of his boots and knelt up on the rock. He pressed the knife to her throat and pulled her head towards his enormous cock. “Bite me and you’ll be dead before I even feel the pain.” Vamp warned her, and then thrust his cock into her mouth. Angel gagged and choked on it, and tried desperately to suck it, as if giving him pleasure would make him more lenient. Vamp’s cock stretched her mouth as far as it could go, and he thrusts became harder, and deeper. The more Angel choked, the harder he thrust. Suddenly he pulled it from her mouth and let his knife drop to the floor. Vamp pushed her down and her head hit the hard rock. Angel was dazed for a moment, and by the time she came to her senses, Vamp was wetting the end of his cock. Angel wanted to scream, but she was terrified that this would anger him more, and she was chained and helpless. She bit her lip, waiting. Vamp thrust his cock inside her with one hard stroke. He began to fuck her hard. He had stretched her pussy so much, that he was able to feel everything inside her. He fucked her harder, and he heard her screaming. He soon realised that he was fucking her so hard, she was moving. He head was now dangling over the edge of the rock. She would break her neck if she fell, so Vamp grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up so she was sat on his rigid cock, facing him. Vamp watched her expressions as he thrust inside her. There were tears in her eyes, and he could see his enormous length was hurting her, but she was looking up towards the roof of the cave, and every three or four thrusts, she gave out a quiet moan. Vamp pounded inside her, and she was soon on the verge of climaxing. Angel didn’t want to cum. She didn’t want him to think that he had pleasured her, even though she had never had such fantastic sex in her life; but as her pending climax grew, her body took over, and she began to push down on him, meeting him at every thrust. Angel threw her arms around Vamp’s shoulders, and pressed her face against his neck. Vamp thrust harder now, making her scream and moan. He could hear every breath she took, every quiet moan. Angel bit into Vamp’s neck as she came. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and she could feel her pussy leaking her juices. She knew he’d feel her juices run down to his balls, and he’d know then that he’d pleasured her. Vamp continued to pound her pussy, revelling in the sensation of her cum trickling down his balls. He wanted to cum now. If he came inside her he would own her; or at least he hoped he would. He cock swelled inside her tight pussy, and he slowed his thrusts down, as he was about to ejaculate. To his surprise, Angel started to fuck him. She bobbed up and down on his cock, relishing every movement. To have Angel willingly fuck him was too much, and he began to cum deep inside her pussy. Angel let out a squeal as she felt hot spurts of cum splash against the walls of her pussy. She carried on fucking him as he tired, and she continued to move up and down on his cock even when he had stopped thrusting. She slowly let her movements stop, and she panted heavily as she looked at Vamp. Vamp however, did not want her on his cock anymore. He easily lifted her up, and sat her down on the rock. He pushed his cock back into his pants and zipped them up. He then produced a key from his left pocket, and stepped down from the rock. He unchained Angel’s ankles, and then her wrists, not once looking at her face. He then went to the back of the cave and produced a plastic carrier bag. He threw it at Angel and sat back down. Angel opened the bag to find her clothes, shoes, and even her wallet. She looked over at Vamp. He had bowed his head, and was staring at the floor. Angel dressed, and walked over to Vamp. He put his arm out to stop her coming any closer. “You can leave now.” Vamp told her. “But… I don’t want to…” Angel exclaimed, surprising even herself. Vamp looked up at her for a second then. She was indeed beautiful, and he knew she wasn’t scared of him anymore. She looked at him the way someone might look at a jock when she asks him whether he’d take her to the prom. Vamp felt disgusted with himself. He had never wanted her to think of him as handsome, he had just wanted someone who could help him step back into reality. Angel had brought him out into the sun, had made him talk, she had even fucked him willingly. “Go Jenny. I shouldn’t have taken you like that and I apologise, but you should leave now.” Vamp confessed. “No. My name is Angel and I won’t go.” She replied, and sat next to him. She put her arm around him, and he looked at her almost stupidly. “Why do you want to be with a freak like me?” Vamp asked her. “And why do you want to be with a freak like me? You’re not the only one with a secret you know.” Angel told him. Vamp held his arms out and Angel lay against his chest. For the first time in his life, he felt complete. A Freak Like Me Ch. 02 Angel and Vamp sat in the cave for a while, listening to the sounds of the ocean, and the gulls that had just woken up. Vamp had not found the sun half as painful as he thought he might have. Angel snuggled up close to him. Thoughts and questions buzzed around in Vamp's mind, and soon he could bite his tongue no longer. "You know my secret... Well, the majority of it anyway. What's yours?" Vamp asked. Angel sighed deeply and looked up into Vamp's black eyes, as if hoping that he would guess, and that she wouldn't have to tell him. "Something I did... Caused... When I was eighteen." Angel told him. "What did you cause?" Vamp asked her. "If I tell you, I'll tell you everything. Then you can tell me whether I'm still the Angel you imagine I am." Angel replied. Vamp nodded and listened intently as she began to tell her story. * * * * * Jenny and Brad had been together for over six months, and they had finally decided to take their relationship to the next level. Jenny had just had her eighteenth birthday, and Brad was approaching nineteen. They had decided that Jenny's house would be best, as her Mom and Dad worked late, and they would have the house to themselves for at least a few hours. Jenny and Brad were on her parent's bed, and Brad was just about to slip his cock inside her. Brad groped Jenny's full breasts, and kissed her passionately. He slowly slipped his cock inside her virgin pussy, and slowly began to thrust in and out of her. When Jenny had relaxed enough, he began to fuck her harder. Jenny screamed and moaned in pleasure, and Brad was fucking her in quick, darting movements. They were both so wrapped up in what they were doing that they didn't notice Jenny's Dad open the bedroom door and come in. He stood at the foot of his bed, watching his daughter and her boyfriend fuck. Brad thrust deep inside Jenny, and she moaned and pulled herself up against him so that they were pressed against each other. Jenny laid her head on Brad's shoulder and moved with him. Jenny opened her eyes to see her Dad stood watching her. Jenny pulled the duvet up over her breasts and violently dug her elbow into Brad's ribs. He pulled out of her, thinking that he was hurting her. Brad looked at Jenny's mortified face, and then turned to look behind him. When Brad saw Jenny's Dad he leapt off of the bed and scrambled around the bedroom floor, gathering his clothes together. He ran out of the bedroom as fast as he could, and Jenny's Dad never took his eyes off Brad for a second. Jenny sat up on the bed, clutching the duvet to hide her nudity. Her Dad turned to look at her. "So this is what my little girl gets up to when I'm not here." Her Father accused. "Daddy no! I've never done anything like this before, honestly! Brad and I talked about it, and we really wanted to do it, but we couldn't go to his house because his Grandma is in all day." Jenny tried to explain. "And you really think that is a good enough excuse to use your parent's bed for your sordid sex sessions?" Her Father inquired, although curiously rather than angrily. "I told you Daddy, we've never done it before." Jenny replied. "Well whether you have or haven't is rather beside the point isn't it?" Her Father inquired. "Yeah, I'm sorry Daddy." Jenny replied, lowering her head. "Did he ejaculate?" Her Father asked. Jenny was rather taken back by his question, and looked up at him stupidly. "I... I don't know... I don't think so." Jenny told him, as honestly as she could. "And why didn't you make him wear a condom?" He asked. "I... I went on the pill... Mom gets it for me... She says it helps my period." Jenny answered. "And what would your Mom say if she knew you'd been taking the pill to fuck in our bed?" Her Father inquired. "Daddy no! You can't tell her! You can't! She'll throw me out!" Jenny begged. "Well if I keep your sordid little secret, what will you do for me?" Her Father asked, pulling the duvet down a little, exposing her ripe, erect nipples. Jenny knew what he wanted then. He would keep her secret if she kept his. Jenny felt dirty then. Only five minutes ago she had lost her virginity, and now here she was, thinking about having sex with her Father. Jenny was disgusted - not by the thought of having sex with him, but quite the opposite. She remembered when she had been a little girl she had gone into her parent's bedroom and had seen them having sex. Of course, she did not know what they were doing then, but since she had understood, she had always wondered what her Father had that made her Mother scream so loudly. Jenny was disgusted that the thought of having her Father was turning her on. "Daddy we can't... What about Mom?" Jenny asked. "Well if you want your Mom to know what I saw you doing when I came home early, I'd be most happy to tell her. On the other hand..." Jenny's Father trailed off, and started to take off his tie. Jenny was throbbing now. She had never felt like this with Brad, or even when she masturbated. Jenny watched her Father undress. He removed all of his clothing except his boxer shorts. Jenny could see the outline of his erect penis through the black material of his boxer shorts. It looked big, but Jenny couldn't really tell how big. "Daddy... It's too... Too..." Jenny stuttered. "Too big? Jenny, if you relax you won't even notice. I know Brad was your first, and he was probably a lot smaller, but I promise you, I'll be as gentle as I can." Her Father told her. Jenny nodded. "Now Jen, I want to watch you fuck yourself. It'll help relax you. You can use this is you want." Jenny's Father went over to the bottom draw of the bedside table. He took out a small, purple dildo. Jenny gasped. "I can't use that Daddy. It's Mom's." Jenny told him. "Jenny, I want to watch you fuck yourself, and this will help prepare you." He explained. Jenny leaned over and took the dildo from him. She sucked the head liberally to wet it, and her Father pulled the duvet down until he could see her leaking, shaven pussy. Jenny pushed the dildo into her pussy and she began to thrust it in and out. With her free hand, she groped her breasts and tweaked her nipples. Her Father moved around the bed, and knelt down next to her, watching her expressions as she fucked herself. Her Father kissed her shoulders, moving up to her neck and cheek. "Oh Daddy!" Jenny called out, about to cum. Her Father grasped her wrist and pulled the dildo out of her. He wanted to make her cum, not a toy. "Are you sure about this?" Her Father asked. Jenny considered his question for a second. She imagined the names her Mother would call her, and what she'd do. Jenny looked up at her Dad, and looked at him as a lover, rather than a Father. "I'm sure." Jenny replied. With that, her Dad climbed up on the bed and kissed her passionately. He lay on top of her, bracing himself on his knees and palms. He slipped his fingers into her soaking pussy. "Well you're wet enough for me to get inside you, Jen." He told her. Jenny looked up at him. She wondered whether he was this passionate with her Mother, or whether they even had sex anymore. Jenny looked into her Father's deep, brown eyes and nodded to him. With that, he held his cock, and slowly aimed the head at the entrance to her pussy. He pushed in, so that the head of his cock was inside her. He let Jenny's pussy stretch to his width, and then pushed forward another inch. Jenny was now in ecstasy. She didn't want the slow, soft thrusts Brad had given her earlier or that her Dad was giving her now. All she wanted was a good hard fuck. "Daddy fuck me." Jenny told him. Her Dad looked at her for a second, making sure she was serious, and the thrust inside her as hard as he could. Jenny called out, and placed her hands on her Dad's soldiers. She pulled him towards her in a rhythmic way, making him move, as she wanted him to. Jenny was on the verge of having an orgasm when she heard her Dad grunt, and she felt his cock twitch and swell inside her. "I'm going to come baby girl." Her Dad told her. "Yeah Daddy, come inside me... Come with me..." She panted. With that, her Dad started to come. Jenny felt a warm sensation in her pussy, and with her Dad's thrust becoming harder, Jenny started to orgasm on his ejaculating cock. When her Dad had finished ejaculating, he held his cock inside Jenny, keeping as still as possible, and prolonging her climax. "You have turned into such a naughty little slut." Her Dad panted in her ear. Jenny just moaned and pulled him closer. Jenny lay with him a while, just enjoying his warmth next to her, but soon her Dad got up off the bed. "What's wrong Daddy?" Jenny asked. "Baby, Mom's going to be home soon. We have to tidy up." He told her. Jenny just sat there, feeling numb. It was like his words had brought her back into reality. Jenny suddenly realised that she was not lying next to her lover, but next to her Father, and in her Mom's bed. Jenny leapt off the bed and started to help him clean up. She took the dildo and washed it, and then placed it back in the bottom drawer. They made the bed, and spayed some air freshener around the room so that it did not smell of sweat and sex. They then went to bathe themselves. Jenny had a quick bath upstairs, while her Father used the shower downstairs. When Jenny heard a key enter the lock, she ran downstairs in a bathrobe and quickly switched on the television. Her Dad was dressed and slicing vegetables in the kitchen. Jenny's Mom came in the front door. She walked over to Jenny and kissed her forehead. Jenny greeted her, and then pretended to watch the television again. In the corner of her eye, Jenny saw her Dad walk over to her Mom and kiss her passionately. "Steve... What was that for?" Her Mom asked. "Well I just got a promotion at work, and it means more pay and shorter hours. Although I will have to bring a lot of paperwork home with me." Jenny's Dad explained. "Oh Steve! That's wonderful!" Jenny's Mom exclaimed, and then she threw her arms around his shoulders. Jenny sat there in disgust. She wondered how her Dad could be like that with Mom when she'd just finished having sex with her. Jenny felt a twinge of jealousy. "Jen, don't you think you should go and get dressed for dinner?" Her Dad asked. "Yeah, yeah." Jenny stood up and made her way to her room. "Steve, do you think she's ok?" Her Mom asked. "I don't know Paula. I'll go up and ask her." Steve replied. Paula began to chop the vegetables as Steve climbed the stairs. Jenny was choosing what underwear she was going to put on when she felt hands around her waist, and they quickly moved up to grope her breasts. Jenny span round to see her Dad smirking at her, and she could feel his growing erection pressed against her abdomen. "Daddy! Mom's just downstairs!" Jenny told him, as she pulled his hands off of her naked skin. "Baby girl you don't know how much I want you." Her Dad told her. "Shut up Daddy. We shouldn't have done it, and I won't cheat on Mom. Besides, we made a deal." Jenny reminded him. "Well yes we did, but you seem to forget that I promised not to tell your Mom about you and Brad when she got home. Well, I've kept my promise. Although whether thinking about it tonight I may decide to tell her in the morning..." Her Dad threatened. "Daddy!" Jenny shouted, feeling hurt that he'd betrayed her like this, but also overjoyed at the thought of getting his cock inside her again. "Hush... We'd better go downstairs and help Mom with dinner." Her Dad told her. He let his hand gently probe between Jenny's legs, and he slipped a finger inside her to feel her wetness. Jenny moaned and arched her back to invite more of his probing finger inside her, but her Dad simply took it out and licked her juices off it, and promptly left the room. Jenny dressed in a short, dark blue skirt and a light blue t-shirt. She went downstairs to join her parents for dinner. Jenny set the table as her Mom and Dad finished preparing the food. Jenny sat down with her Dad next to her and her Mom opposite her. They were all quite happily eating their meals when Jenny felt a hand on her leg. She looked over at her Dad who was talking to her Mom about his promotion. Jenny felt ill. She could not believe how her Dad could do this as he talked to her Mom. Jenny's unease grew as she felt his hand slide further up her skirt, until the tips of his fingers had pushed her panties to the side, and were rubbing on her clit. Jenny desperately wanted to call out, but she knew she couldn't with her Mom sat right opposite her. Her Dad's fingers probed further, into her pussy. He thrust them inside her in long, slow movements, so as not to draw attention to himself. Jenny could feel her climax building. She let out a quiet moan. Her Mom looked at her. "You ok Jen?" She asked. "Yeah, I'm fine." Jenny replied, trying to hide the fact that she was panting, and dripping wet. "Hun, I'm sorry if you feel left out. Its just Mom and I need to talk about this promotion. You understand don't you?" Her Dad asked her. "I don't feel left out." Jenny replied, feeling her Dad slowly pull his fingers out of her pussy. "Well how about you tell us about Brad? We haven't seen him for a while." Dad asked. Jenny's heart started to race. She prayed her Dad would keep her promise. Jenny pushed her hands under the table and moved one hand over to her Dad's crotch, groping his erection, as if hoping that this would keep him quiet. "I think I'm going to split up with Brad. He's always at practice or out with his mates. He never seems to have any time for me." Jenny told them. She cupped her Dad's balls and lightly rubbed them. "Oh Jen, I'm sorry to hear that, but I think you should. You need someone who wants to be with you for who you are. You'll learn that as you get older." Her Mom told her. Jenny simply nodded, as she could feel her wetness between her legs, and the throbbing was driving her wild. She traced her fingers over the outline of her Dad's erection with her finger and thumb, moving from his shaft up to his head. "Yeah Jenny. You can find someone better than Brad." Her Dad said as he winked at her. Jenny's Mom stood up, and Jenny quickly pulled her hand from his crotch. Her Mom went and put the plates in the sink. "You two can wash up tonight. I'm going to have a bath." Her Mom said. She then went upstairs, and as soon as the bathroom door clicked shut, Jenny's Dad stood up and took Jenny's hand. He pulled her over to the kitchen counter and knelt down to pull her panties down. He pulled Jenny's legs apart and thrust his face into her soaking pussy. His tongue entered her, and Jenny gasped and groped her breasts. Jenny's Dad lapped up her juices until Jenny's moans got louder. He stood up and spun Jenny round, so that her elbows were resting on the kitchen worktop, and she was bent over for him. "Daddy no! We can't!" Jenny whispered, but her Dad took no notice. He simply unzipped his black jeans and pulled his throbbing cock out. He pushed the head towards Jenny's pussy, and put his hand over her mouth. "Do you really want your Mom to know what a slut you are? Do you want her to see you with my cock in your pussy? For fuck's sake Jenny your Mom thinks you're still a virgin. You make one sound, or you try and pull away from me and I swear to God I'll hold you down and call your Mom downstairs to see you like this. Do you understand?" Her Dad threatened. Jenny nodded her head, and as she did so he thrust his cock deep inside Jenny's pussy. He started fucking her viscously, making her ribs bang into the worktop. Jenny didn't have to be told not to pull away from him. She wanted him more than she had wanted anyone. Jenny met his thrusts by pushing her ass out, causing her ass cheeks to slap against his thighs. Jenny had the most intense orgasm of her life, and her Dad was finding it hard to muffle her moans. He thrust harder and harder into her, and her pussy was becoming sore from being fucked for the third time that day - the same day she had lost her virginity. Her Dad moved his hands round to Jenny's breasts, and her groped her harshly. Again, a muffled moan left her mouth. Her Dad pulled out of her then, almost as quickly as he had entered her. He turned her around to face him, and easily pushed her down to her knees. Jenny had no time to protest as her Dad forced his cock into her mouth. He began to face-fuck her, giving no thought to her feelings, just to his lust. Jenny desperately tried to suck his cock, but his thrusts were too harsh, and too fast for her, so all she could do was let his cock deep into her throat, causing her to gag at every thrust. Her Dad put his hands on the back of her head, pushing her head forwards towards his cock. He pushed his entire length into her throat, and Jenny was scared that she would vomit, but somehow she managed to keep control. "Fuck! I'm coming baby girl!" Her Dad said, as he took one more thrust into her throat, and held her head still, so that she had his whole length down her throat, and his twitching balls against her chin. Jenny felt his warm cum dribble down her throat, and she desperately wanted to vomit, but she couldn't. Her Dad pulled his cock out of her mouth and Jenny heaved. Jenny heard the bathroom door open, and she froze in terror. Her Dad quickly pushed his cock back into his pants and pushed her panties under the kitchen cupboards. "Get up Jen!" He whispered to her, but she just knelt there, staring towards the living room. "Get up you stupid bitch!" Her Dad angrily whispered, but this time he didn't give Jenny a chance to react. He picked her up by her waist with ease, and turned the tap on in the sink. Jenny vomited then. "What's happening? I heard noises." Her Mom asked. "Jen felt sick dear, that's all. I think she needs an early night." Her Dad replied. Jenny lifted her head and wiped her mouth with a cloth. She looked over at her Mom. Jenny didn't know whether her Dad was rough with her Mom, or if he'd made her vomit by forcing his cock down her throat. Jenny felt trapped. She couldn't tell her Mom what she'd done, and she didn't want to be forced into having sex any more. She simply wanted her parents back. Jenny went upstairs and lay on her bed. She dozed, but the thoughts of what her Father had just done to her stopped her sleeping. It was about ten pm when her Mom came into her room. "Jen, I want you to tell me what's wrong." She said. Jenny looked up at her and tears filled her eyes. "Mom... I love you. I'd never do anything to hurt you..." Jenny sniffled. "Oh sweetheart! I know that! But I still need to know what's going on." She told her, as she handed Jenny the purple panties her Dad had tried to hide under the cupboards. "I found these on the kitchen floor. Jen, I'm not stupid. Your panties don't just fall off from being sick, and a vibrator doesn't just move on it's own. What's been happening here today?" "Oh Mom!" Jenny cried out, as she started weeping. "Jen, I swear to you I will listen to what you have to say, and I'll try and keep a clear head when you tell me, but you have to tell me." Her Mom said. "Mom... I... Dad came home early... Me and Brad were..." Jenny stuttered. "I figured you two were having sex. It's ok. I didn't expect you to stay a virgin forever you know." Mom comforted. "You don't understand... Brad freaked out... He left Dad and me in your bedroom. Dad said he'd tell you, and I didn't know what you'd do! But then Dad said he wouldn't tell you if I had sex with him." Jenny confessed. Her Mom gasped, and looked extremely shocked. "And did you?" Mom asked, quite calmly considering. "Yes. He made me use the vibrator." Jenny replied. "Oh Jen! You silly girl! Jen... I have to ask this... Did your Father rape you?" Mom asked. "No Mom! He was really gentle... I let him... I even liked it... Mom I feel so dirty!" Jenny replied. A Freak Like Me Ch. 02 "It's ok Jen... Tell me the rest." Mom said. "Well, we cleaned up... We thought you wouldn't know... But then at dinner he was touching me under the table... And he started talking about Brad, and I thought he'd tell you! So I rubbed him to keep him from saying anything." Jenny continued. "You got him horny?" Mom asked. "Yeah... He got horny... And when you went for a bath... He pushed me onto the worktop... And he didn't rape me... I liked it... But then he got horrible... He pushed me down and made me suck him... He wouldn't take it out of my mouth. He made me throw up, Mom!" Jenny replied, and started sobbing wildly into her Mom's shoulder. "It's ok Jen. Everything's going to be ok. I want you to listen to me carefully now. I'm going to see your Father in the morning. I want you out of the house Jen, do you understand? And then I want you to come home at lunch time and the three of us will sit down and talk about this." Mom explained. Jenny nodded but kept sobbing. Eventually, she cried herself to sleep. * That morning, Jenny woke early and dressed quickly in a light pink tracksuit. Jenny heard her Mom and Dad getting dressed as she left the house. Jenny walked aimlessly around the neighbourhood. She wondered what her Mom and Dad were talking about, and praying that when she got home, things would start going back to normal. She spent most of the morning sitting on the swings in the park. She watched as couples brought their kids to play, and remembered the first time her Mom and Dad had brought her here, and how solid and in love they seemed. Jenny left the park and started walking home. It was only a five-minute walk, but it seemed like an eternity as images and questions floated through her mind. When Jenny got to her front door, she stopped. She heard her Dad shouting. "You useless fucking tramp! Why the fuck do you think I had sex with my own daughter?! You think you please me? You think you ever fucking pleased me?!" Dad shouted. Jenny heard something break, and she rushed through the front door and into the living room. Her Mom was lying naked on the floor, crying, and with bruises all over her body. Dad was naked too, and it was obvious what he had done. "You bastard! You fucking bastard!" Jenny shouted at him, and she rushed over to her Mom. Jenny held her Mom's hand, and started crying. She felt hands on her waist, as her Dad pulled her away and dragged her over to the sofa. He pushed her onto the cushions so she was on all fours, and he pulled her tracksuit bottoms down, and then her panties. "You ever head your daughter have an orgasm, Paula? You ever seen a cock fucking your daughter's pussy?" Dad shouted. He pushed his cock inside Jenny's pussy and started fucking her. "Daddy no! NO! Get off me!" Jenny screamed, but then she felt a painful, stinging sensation on her cheek, and she realised her Dad had hit her. "Shut up!" He shouted. He looked over at Jenny's Mom, who had turned away. "Fucking look at her or I swear I'll do more than hit the little bitch! Come on Paula, you've told me for years you wanted to watch me fuck another woman, well here you go! LOOK AT HER!" Jenny's Mom turned to look. Jenny was in terrific pain as her Dad fucked her harder than she ever imagined she could. Mom watched her daughter grimace in agony as her husband fucked her like a wild animal. "Leave her alone Steve!" Mom shouted at him. "Fuck off! Oh baby girl you're so fucking good! Christ you're tight... You're going to make me cum Jenny, and when your Mom leaves us alone, I'll make you cum like this every night!" Dad shouted. Jenny screamed, and then she heard a loud smash above her. She looked up to see her Mom standing over them, with a horrified look on her face. Jenny realised that her Dad had stopped thrusting, and she pushed him away from her with her feet, and scrambled off the couch. Jenny looked at her Dad. His head was bleeding, and he didn't seem to be moving. Jenny looked around the sofa to see the shattered remains of a very heavy vase that used to be on the coffee table. Jenny hugged her Mom tightly as she dialled for an ambulance. * * * * * Vamp looked over at Angel, who had started sobbing. He held her tightly, trying to comfort her. He never thought her secret would be anything like this. "What happened to your Dad?" Vamp asked. Angel looked up at him with teary eyes. "They took him in the ambulance, and when he was in hospital he had checks done. He had some sort of disorder. When there was a big event in his life, something scary or something he didn't expect, he'd flip out and become violent. Mom told me that he'd raped her the night she said she was pregnant with me. He died a few years ago in an institute." Angel replied, as she started crying again. Vamp held her tightly and stroked her hair. "You're still an Angel to me, if you can forgive me for what I did to you." Vamp told her. Angel looked up at him and smiled, and he knew then that she was his, and she would forgive him anything.