** A Lesson **
by Fernand de Morcerf
{MM/f MC inc}
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction involving children and
adults having mostly non-consensual sex. It has no base in
reality and the characters are completely fictional. If you are
under 18 or otherwise legally not allowed to see this, go away.
Else if you are likely to get offended by the acts mentioned
above, go away. Else if you cannot tell the difference between
fiction and reality, go away. Else, enjoy. The author does not
condone this kind of activities in real life whatsoever. Anyone
who does, should search professional help immediately. He does
however believe that any kind of fantasy is OK, a long as it
remains a fantasy.
The front door closed loudly behind me and I heard it being
locked. I knew I was trapped.
I was shocked when my dad had announced that it was time for me
to learn about sex and he would sign me up for lessons. Lessons?
I don't need no stinking lessons, I argued, but his mind was set.
I had an even bigger shock when I found out who was going to be
my "tutor".
He was a weird middle-aged man who lived alone a couple of houses
down the street. I had always thought he was a pervert. The way
he had been staring at me since I was a little kid, eyeing my
body every time we met, was making me uneasy. I could feel his
leering presence behind the curtain every time I walked past his
house. And now I was alone with him in that house and he was
going to be teaching me all about sex?
I was not dumb. I knew what this was be all about. He was going
to fuck me. He was going to stick his cock in my virgin pussy and
my parents gave him permission to do that. For Christ's sake! My
own parents let him fuck their thirteen year old daughter? Was
that sick or what?!
I thought I knew all I had to know about sex and I had no desire
to try it live yet. And if I chose to try it, it would be with a
boy my own age, someone that I loved, not this fucking freak who
was ogling my breasts and ass every time he passed me on the
street.
I couldn't believe this was really happening, but here I was,
inside his house and undressing obediently. I didn't know whom or
what I was obeying, but it was certainly not my reason. It felt
as if my hands were not even mine. I was taking off one piece of
clothing after another and giving a strip show to the leering
man. I was even swaying seductively while doing that. What the
fuck was wrong with me!
When I was in just my underwear he stopped me and eyed me
lustfully. His large hands wandered all over my body and stroked
my face and hair. He was holding my naked shoulders and looking
deep into my eyes for a long time. Then he cupped my small
breasts and started kneading them gently through my simple white
bra. I had an A-cup and I was pretty proud of the sugary white
cones that had just recently started to grow on my chest. I
didn't want the dirty old man touching them like that, but it
felt good. I moaned in pleasure when he tweaked my nipples
through the fabric.
"Feels good, right?" he smiled at me. I nodded in a haze of
confusion.
"That's what your boobies are for. When you grow up, they will be
giving milk to your baby, but so far, the only thing they are
good for is giving pleasure." He undid the clasp in the front and
let my bra slide to the floor. He was fondling my naked mounds
now, playing with the hardening nipples. I let him, staring into
his piercing dark eyes, unable to resist. He took first one and
then the other little tit in his mouth and sucked on them,
sending shots of excitement into my dazed teenage brain.
His hand dropped between my legs and cupped my pussy. I could
feel his large fingers pressing into my slit and rubbing the
little pleasure button through the soft cotton. I was responding
subconsciously, gasping and moaning as he brought pleasure to my
little twat. He pressed his tongue into my mouth in a dirty
slurping kiss and I was unable to stop him.
When he finally let go, I was staring at him in complete
bafflement, blood rushing to my face and my heart beating very
fast. He sat in a chair and beckoned me to kneel between his
legs. I quickly moved over and started undressing him without
even being told. As if guided by some higher force, my hands
unfastened his belt and pulled down the zipper of his pants. He
lifted himself off the seat of the chair and I pulled his pants
down to his ankles. His scary cock was standing proudly in his
crotch and I started stroking it up and down with my fist,
cupping his ball sack with my other hand and fondling it with my
fingers. I hadn't even seen a naked cock before, other than on a
couple of dirty pictures that one of my friends found on the
Internet.
"You are going to suck my cock now," he said with a lewd grin
after I played with him a couple of minutes. "That is what you do
when you want to pleasure a guy."
I wanted to scream, 'Hell, no!' but my lips parted on their own
volition and I felt his cock pushing into my mouth. "Take as much
as you can into your mouth. I will help you," he instructed me
and I took about three inches of his cock in me and closed my
lips on it. I was getting sick to my stomach, but I was doing it
anyway.
"That's it. Now take more of it and suck hard. And if I feel your
teeth, I'm going to spank you." His hand was pushing lightly on
the back of my head and I let his thick cock slide all the way
into my mouth until it was pressing at the back of my throat and
I started gagging. I was bobbing my head on his cock like a pro,
fighting the gag reflex when he pushed too deep, and I was
sucking as if my life depended on it. I don't know where I learnt
that, but it felt as if I had been doing it for years. I could
feel his cock swelling and he pushed me off.
"That's enough, little girl. You are a great cocksucker already
and I don't want to come in your mouth. Not yet. Now, get up." I
scrambled to my feet and he pushed me up the stairs to his
bedroom. Both of his hands were groping my butt as he followed.
In his bedroom he threw me roughly onto his bed and I landed on
my back and watched in fright as he got naked and climbed in bed
with me. He quickly pulled off my panties and threw them away.
Then he pressed against my naked body and rubbed my dripping slit
with his hand for a few moments.
"This is going to be really easy. You are all wet, you slut," he
laughed and showed me his fingers glistening with my juice. He
forced them into my mouth and I licked and sucked them dry. It
was disgusting. Maybe I was a slut! My mind wanted to scream and
bite down on his fingers, but I had absolutely no control over my
body. It was as if I stepped outside of my corporal form
indulging in all those degrading acts, watching myself from above
and unable to react.
He was kneeling between my widespread legs, rubbing his cock up
and down my dribbling pussy lips. "Now I'm going to show you what
it's like to be fucked hard like a piece of slut you are, you
dumb cunt," he grunted and pushed into my virgin hole. It hurt!
He was pushing slowly but resolutely against my hymen and it
tore. I screamed, the pain washing over me like a flood. The
entire length of his big cock drove into my vagina, hitting my
cervix as he bottomed out. I screamed and screamed as he kept
humping me really fast like a lunatic. My small body jolted
vigorously on the bed, my titties jiggling with each impact.
Suddenly I realized that a large viewing window slid open at the
foot of the bed and they were all there, watching: My dad, my
mom, a lot of boys and girls from my school and also several
older men from around the neighborhood. They were all smiling at
me and my mom gave me a thumb-up. Several guys including my own
dad were stroking their cocks and some boys were taking pictures
with their cell phones. I was dumbfounded. How could they do
something so horrible! Didn't they see that I was being raped by
an old man? What's wrong with them?!
The old pervert pulled out of me and straddled my chest. I stared
in astonishment at his glistening cock head when he came,
shooting a bucketload of sperm right in my face. It dribbled into
my eyes and in my nose and I found myself scooping the cum with
my fingers and swallowing it.
I could feel another cock between my legs. It was my Dad! He was
prying my pussy lips apart with his huge penis and pushing hard
into me. I stared at him hazily, my vision blurred by the the
pervert's cum in my eyes.
"Dad! God, no!" I wanted to cry out, but instead I could hear
myself wording quietly: "Yes, fuck me, Daddy."
"Are you OK, honey? I'm with you now. It's all right," he said
and he pushed his big cock all the way into my pussy."
"Fuck me, fuck me, Daddy." I cried and he was doing just that. He
pounded into me relentlessly, humping my small body into the
mattress. I hugged him and wrapped my legs around his tight butt.
I loved my handsome dad with all my heart and he loved me. We
made love to each other. We fucked like rabbits. I could feel him
tighten up in my arms and he came in me. He was shooting his love
into my womb.
"Yes, Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck my little pussy, Daddy! Daddy, Yeah,
DADDY!" I came in overwhelming orgasmic waves, the tight muscles
of my pussy contracting on his softening penis, his cum dripping
out of me. Then I woke up.
I was lying in my bed, my nightgown bunched high above my waist.
My legs were spread lewdly and my hand was digging furiously into
my wet pussy. My dad stood at the end of the bed in his pajamas,
his eyes bulging in disbelief.
It was a dream! I had waken him from sleep and he hurried into my
bedroom to find me like this. My hands shot to cover my face in
complete embarrassment, leaving my pussy bare, splayed obscenely
and shining with my juice. I regained my senses quickly and
pulled the nightgown down to my knees. Still, the outline of my
hardened nipples could be easily seen through the thin fabric and
the large wet spot on my bed sheets was telling. I was staring at
my dad and my face must have been beet red from shame.
"It's OK, honey. I heard you screaming and I thought you were
having a nightmare. But it's OK now," he talked to me soothingly,
but I could feel his eyes gazing at my form. It was obvious that
he liked what he saw.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I'm so embarrassed."
"Don't worry, baby. It's all right. I have already forgotten
everything."
The huge tent in his pajama bottoms indicated that he was not
entirely truthful. He had just caught me masturbating, digging my
fingers into my cunt and screaming his name. He would hardly ever
forget that.