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Having Fun With The Neighbour's Daughter
by Bedroomvile8r (couleecactus@yahoo.com)
***
A teenage boy witnesses something he wasn't supposed
to and is able to use it to blackmail his neighbor's
daughter that will allow him to live out his most
perverse fantasies with her. (M/g, pre, ped, m+/f-
fteens, nc, rp, inc, voy, oral, anal, nc, orgy, huml,
blkmail, mc)
***
Chapter 1
What would you do if you happened to videotape
something that you weren’t supposed to see? This story
is about a young boy who stumbles upon a mind-blowing
secret that could scandalize his entire neighbourhood.
Follow along as we see how he deals with this
situation and how events spiral to their inevitable
climax!
It had been about six months since the Yates’ had
moved in across the back alley from Troy Woodward. He
remembered the day well. The house had sat empty for
over a year and when his mother informed him someone
was moving in, he was pleasantly surprised. He decided
to go out in the backyard and check out the new
neighbours. Maybe they’d have a son. He could use a
new friend.
He didn’t see any boys, but what he did see really
caught his attention. An incredibly cute girl! She was
a few years younger than Troy who was 14 at the time.
He figured she looked probably around 11 or 12, but
she had a face and body that made her look much older.
Upon introducing himself to her, he discovered her
name was Taylor. She lived alone with her father,
Peter Yates. Her mother, Suzanne, had died a year
earlier from leukemia. Her father decided he could no
longer live in the house where they had been married,
so he sold it and he and Taylor moved to a new
neighbourhood.
Troy and Taylor had something in common as he told her
he too was an only child with just one parent. After
Troy was born, his parents had made the decision they
wanted no more children. His mother and father had
divorced when he was 10. Now just he and his mother
lived together.
After that initial meeting, Troy didn’t see Taylor
much for a while. She seemed to keep to herself a lot
and about the only time he would see her was when she
was walking to and from school. That summer, though,
things improved.
He began seeing her out in the backyard in her
swimsuit or little denim cut-offs. Seeing as how the
two houses were right across the back alley from each
other, Troy could sit on his back deck and look right
into Taylor’s backyard. The Yates had a trampoline and
a small swimming pool. Troy would watch Taylor and her
friends playing on the trampoline. Sometimes they
would be frolicking in the pool or just lying out in
the grass sunbathing in their little bikinis.
Over time, he realized he was developing quite an
unhealthy obsession with the little blonde girl. And
she was small! Only about 4’ 8” and maybe...maybe...90
lb. soaking wet. But with a tight, fit, petite body
that was driving Troy wild. If she looks this good, he
thought, when she’s this age, what the hell is she
gonna be like when she turns into a teenager!?
He had never been attracted much to girls younger than
himself. Oh, a few 14 year-olds he knew, and the odd
13 year-old, but never a girl as young as Taylor. Then
again, he had never found one as hot-looking as she
was. He began telling himself, he had to have her! How
that was going to happen, he didn’t know.
It certainly wasn’t because he was unsure of his
abilities to get lucky with a girl. Troy was a good-
looking boy. He stood around 5’ 6” and 130 lb. with a
fit physique. He had dark spiky hair with blonde
streaks in it and brown eyes. On top of that, he had a
reputation for being a smooth-talker. He was very
popular with girls in his school and already at the
age of 15, he could boast of having several sexual
encounters. Needless to say, Troy was not a virgin.
One of his conquests had even been an older 16 year-
old girl!
Yes, together with the usual teenage hormones raging
inside of him, coupled with his apparent good luck
with pretty girls, it gave Troy an extremely high sex
drive. He was very confident that he could have any
girl he set his eyes upon.
But there was something else that also helped to
contribute to his sex drive. Although just a teenager,
he had an addiction to porn. When Troy was about
twelve, he had discovered a large cardboard box in a
basement closet. It turned out to be his father’s old
porn collection. How it got there, he had no idea. He
figured his dad must have forgot it there when he
moved out. There was a large assortment of magazines
and videos in the box.
Troy hid the box again and began sneaking videos into
his bedroom at night to watch them. At first he didn’t
even really know what the hell he was watching. Some
of it actually seemed a little gross! But as he got a
little older and began to understand what was going
on, he realized he really liked watching porn, and
that it made him incredibly sexually aroused. He could
see why his dad had liked it!
As I explained earlier, the Yates and Woodwards lived
across the alley from each other. Their houses were
each at the end of their respective streets. To the
east were more houses, but to the west was a large
wooded area that bordered on a park. There were paths
and walkways through the trees to access the park
which was a popular place for the kids in the
neighbourhood to go and play.
The older teens liked to go there to hang out as well
and do what most teens like to do. Smoke cigarettes
and pot, drink beer, make out with their girlfriends
in the bushes. You know, good wholesome teenage
activities.
The park was also used as a shortcut to get downtown.
Just on the other side of the park was a large
shopping mall. And you know how kids are attracted to
shopping malls! It was a very popular gathering place
for the youth of Hendersonville.
It was the shopping mall that Troy had been at on that
fateful Thursday night when the activities of our
story begin. He had been there with a few of his
friends, hanging out by the food court and indulging
in one of their favourite pastimes. Checking out the
hotties!
Troy was quite pleased with himself in that he had
managed to secure the phone numbers of a handful of
girls. There was one he was particularly interested
in. A gorgeous blonde 15 year-old by the name of
Alexis. She had just moved to Hendersonville and, wow,
what a body!
Troy had a friend by the name of Wally , whose parents
were going to be gone from home for the weekend. Wally
was planning on throwing a party in his parent’s
basement on Friday night. Troy figured he would invite
Alexis to go to this party with him. If everything
fell in place for him like it usually did, he would
hopefully be finding out what colour of panties little
Ms. Alexis was wearing before the night was out. And
also getting inside said panties. Troy was quite
excited.
Troy was on a path that would bring him right up into
the back alley between his house and the Yates. It was
a path he didn’t normally take. There was a wider,
more used path to the south that he usually walked on.
It brought him right up onto the street in front of
his house.
But tonight, his mind distracted with thoughts of
Alexis, he had taken a wrong turn and started heading
up this other path. It was not a big deal, he thought.
It would still get him home.
He looked at his watch. It was just before 9 p.m. The
sun had just set and there were still a few vestiges
of daylight on the western horizon. But among the
trees it was getting quite dark.
As he came out of the trees, he saw something out of
the corner of his eye. Something bright! He turned to
the left and realized what the bright thing was. There
was a light on in an upstairs window of the Yates
house.
Troy was just going to carry on when something else
caught his eye. He saw someone walk past the window.
When he saw a flicker of blonde hair, his heart jumped
a little, as he realized it was Taylor.
Troy couldn’t explain why he did what he did next. It
was like some inexplicable force was pushing him
forward. He walked through the trees until he was
right beneath the window. He was just on the other
side of the Yates’ yard fence.
He realized, his heart pounding with excitement, that
he was looking up at Taylor’s bedroom window! And she
didn’t keep her blinds closed! No doubt she probably
figured she had lots of privacy with all the trees on
the west side of the house, Troy deduced. Obviously,
no one could see the house from the park. However, she
hadn’t taken into consideration the possibility of
little perverts like Troy walking up the path at night
time.
He looked around and saw he was at the base of a large
elm tree. It towered over him and one large branch
stretched out over the fence and into the Yates’ yard.
It was at the perfect height to see into Taylor’s
window!
Troy had never done anything like this in his life,
although he had been very tempted a few times. A
couple of his friends had told him about spying on
girls through their bedroom windows but Troy had never
tried it. He had always been afraid of being caught.
But, he figured, how am I gonna get caught here? It’s
dark outside and Taylor won’t be able to see me in the
tree.
He began to clamber up the thick trunk until he got to
the large branch. It was around 18 inches thick, so he
knew it would be more than able to support his weight.
He crawled out along the length of the branch. He
pulled a few small branches to the side. Awesome!
There he was, only about 20 feet away from Taylor’s
window! The leaf-covered branches of the elm tree
perfectly concealed him. Someone would really have to
look hard to spot him. Troy chuckled to himself. It
was the perfect hiding spot, almost like it had been
made just for this purpose.
He could see Taylor sitting at a small desk doing
something on her computer. He could just make out the
screen. It looked like she was chatting with someone
on Facebook. After about 5 minutes, she shut the
computer down and got up from her chair.
Taylor was wearing a short blue skirt with white knee
socks. She also wore a white t-shirt that had some
saying printed on the front of it but Troy couldn’t
make it out. Her hair was in two ponytails.
“GOD! WHAT A CUTIE!” thought Troy. The skirt and knee
socks made her look very sexy. He felt his dick
getting harder.
Troy watched as Taylor walked over to her bedroom
dresser and opened a drawer. She pulled out a little
blue and white frilly nightgown and laid it on the
bed.
“Oh my God , Oh my God, I am going to get to watch her
undress!” Troy’s heart was in his throat.
It certainly wasn’t like Troy had never seen a girl
get undressed before. But the prospect of getting to
see his cute little neighbour disrobe, the one whom he
had fantasized about so much, this was something
special!
Taylor began to pull her t-shirt up over her head. She
took it off and tossed it into a laundry hamper in the
corner of her room. Troy could now see her cute little
pink and white bra covering her small round breasts.
Taylor reached behind herself and unsnapped the bra,
letting it fall off her. Troy was beside himself with
excitement as he witnessed her titties for the first
time. They were so perfect!
So round, so soft-looking. With perfectly round pink
nipples like little rose petals. Her boobies were not
huge of course, but they were a little bigger than a
normal 12 year-old’s. Troy could just picture himself
running his tongue across them.
Taylor continued on. She undid the button on her skirt
and began to slide it down off her slender little
hips. Troy had to hold himself back from cumming in
his shorts as he saw her standing there in nothing but
a little pair of pink and white cotton panties that
matched her bra. What a sight! What an incredibly
sweet little body!
She sat on the edge of the bed and slowly slid her
knee socks down off her slender calves. Then before
she put on her night gown, Troy got another little
show. There was a large mirror on one wall of her
bedroom right beside the door. Taylor walked over and
stood in front of it, admiring herself.
She cupped her little breasts in her hands and looked
at them like she was comparing one to the other. Troy
watched as she rolled her nipples between her fingers.
Then suddenly she dipped one of her hands down inside
her panties.
Taylor continued squeezing and playing with one of her
titties as her other hand moved around inside her
panties. Holy crap! Troy realized. She’s playing with
herself! How fucking hot is that?
After a few minutes she stopped and then she just
stood in front of the mirror. She reached up and undid
her ponytails, letting her long blonde hair fall down
over her shoulders. Then she placed her hands on her
hips and cocked her head from side to side, like she
was casting some sexy poses.
Finally, she walked over and picked up the night gown.
She slipped it on over her head. It was a very short
night gown, barely covering her butt. Then, she walked
over to the door and left the room. The show was over!
Troy was barely able to climb out of the tree, his
dick in his pants was so hard! He hurried home to his
bedroom. That night he masturbated hard to the images
of Taylor he had in his head. He couldn’t get rid of
them. They were indelibly stamped in his memory. One
thing was even more certain to him than ever before.
He wanted Taylor Yates and he wasn’t going to stop
until he had her!
-= Chapter 2 =-
The next morning, Troy tried to see if he could spot
Taylor on her way to school. But he was unsuccessful.
He figured her father must have given her a ride to
school, which he sometimes did.
All day long at school, he couldn’t stop thinking
about the happenings of the night before. He had
developed a really bad case of Taylor-on-the-brain.
Later that night at Wally’s party, his mind was still
somewhere else.
Alexis, the hottie he had met the day before at the
mall, accepted his invitation to go to Wally’s.
Normally, he would have been ecstatic, taking such a
hot girl to a party. All of his friends were very
envious of him. He did end up taking her to a bedroom,
later in the night, and they had started making out.
She let him put his hands under her shirt, and he had
been feeling up her gorgeous tits. But when his hand
wandered down to begin fumbling with the snap on her
jeans, she had pushed him away. Then came the old
“sorry-but-I’m-not-that-kind-of-girl” spiel.
Troy hadn’t even cared. He just shrugged his shoulders
and said, “Yeah, okay. Whatever.”
Alexis had got up off the bed, pulled down her shirt,
and went back to the party. Normally, right about
then, Troy would have been kicking the old powers of
persuasion into high gear. Doing his best to sweet-
talk his way into Alexis’ pants. But that night, he
just didn’t give a shit. All he could think about was
Taylor.
***
The next night, though, come nightfall, Troy was back
at the tree, hoping for another show. He was not
disappointed. At first, when he climbed the tree, his
heart sank. The light was on in her bedroom but when
he looked in the window, no one was there!
Well, she has to show up eventually, thought Troy. He
decided he would just wait. Close to 20 minutes went
past and he was almost contemplating giving up, when
his patience was rewarded! The door to her room opened
and in came Taylor.
She had a large white bath towel wrapped around her
and he could see her hair was wet. She had just come
from having a shower. This really got Troy excited as
he realized, she’s probably naked under that towel!
Sure enough, Taylor pulled the towel away from her
body and there she stood in all her naked glory! Troy
felt like pinching himself to make sure he wasn’t
dreaming. He could see everything!
Her perky little breasts, her firm flat tummy, her
slender hips and her smooth legs. He could just make
out the beginnings of a wispy little bush between her
legs. Troy wiped at his chin, realizing he was
slobbering.
She turned and walked to her dresser. Troy got a full
view of her little peach-shaped butt. He just wanted
to reach out and take a big juicy bite out of it!
She pulled out a pair of light blue lacy panties from
her dresser. She slipped them on and then stood in
front of her full-length mirror, combing her long
hair. Troy could not get over what a sweet body she
had for a 12 year-old. After getting out of the
shower, her skin looked so pink and smooth and he
could just imagine how fresh she must smell.
After combing her hair, she put on some pajamas. No
skimpy little nightgown tonight, though. She put on a
pair of what looked like red and white boy’s boxer
shorts and a matching red and white sleeveless top.
She still looked damn sexy, decided Troy! Then she
left the room.
Troy was hoping she would have stayed a little longer,
but he was quite satisfied with what he saw. He had
another batch of images in his head that he put to
good use when he got home.
This became the routine for Troy for the next week.
Every night, at just after dark, Troy would slip out
of his house and climb the tree outside Taylor’s
window. He began to learn her schedule. She would be
in her room pretty well every night at around 9 p.m.
If she wasn’t, she would show up soon afterwards. He
was able to catch her a couple more times in the nude
after having a shower. He was also able to catch her
playing with herself again a couple times. One thing
puzzled him, however. He wondered why she sometimes
left her room after putting on her pajamas? And he
wondered where she went?
Ah well, he thought. Not a big deal. Maybe she went
downstairs to watch TV.
***
It was now Saturday. Troy had been making visits to
the Yates’ backyard for a week now. He had to admit,
he had seen some pretty hot stuff! He chuckled at the
thought of how mortified Taylor would be if he was to
tell her he had been watching her.
He had seen her out on the street a couple times
walking to school and he was tempted to say something.
But he didn’t. He knew if he did that, she would start
pulling her blinds shut and that would ruin all his
fun. Plus she’d probably tell her dad and then Troy
would be in a bunch of trouble. No, he decided, he
would just leave well enough alone.
He had said ‘hi ‘ to her on the street and she had
said ‘hi’ back. Then Troy had smirked to himself as he
thought, Hey Taylor, I know what colour of panties
you’re wearing!
But Troy wanted to turn things up a bit. Short of
climbing through her bedroom window and hiding in her
closet, he just didn’t know what else to do. Then it
hit him! A day or two before he had watched a porno
video where a guy was filming a hot woman through her
bedroom window with a video camera. She caught him and
he thought he was in trouble. But, true to porno video
plotlines, instead of calling the cops the two people
starting making out and then pretty soon they were
fucking.
Troy didn’t think that would happen to him if Taylor
caught him with a video camera. Quite the opposite,
most likely! But he would have some awesome footage to
watch. He could get his own little porno collection
started!
Troy knew he had a little hand-held video camera. His
mom had given it to him for his 14th birthday. One
nice thing about being an only son with a parent who
worked a lot, his mom did a lot of cheque-book
parenting!
Troy had all the newest electronic gadgets. An iPhone,
an iPad, an iPod, a top of the line home computer, his
own flat screen TV with a Blu-ray and DVD player, a
Sony Playstation, Xbox, you name it! Troy dug around
in his closet and found the video camera. He scanned
the instruction manual.
This was going to be excellent! He couldn’t wait until
that night. He looked out into the Yates’ backyard
from his bedroom window. Taylor had a friend over and
the two were bouncing on the trampoline. It was a
young dark-haired girl from down the street by the
name of Becky Barrino.
Troy knew her older sister Bianca, who was the same
age as Troy. Becky was pretty cute, but in Troy’s
view, she still didn’t hold a candle to Taylor.
Finally, night time came and Troy prepared for his
little adventure. But it was not to be that night. He
made his way to the tree and was just ready to start
climbing it, when he realized there was no bedroom
light on. As a matter of fact, there were no lights on
in the house at all. It was completely dark! Damn! He
thought. There’s no one home!
It was the first time such a thing had happened to
him. He went back home and kept a constant vigil on
the Yates house all night, hoping to eventually see
some lights on. But it didn’t happen. He realized
Taylor had likely went to Becky’s house for a
sleepover and her dad had also taken off somewhere.
Troy was delighted the next day to see the Yates’ car
back in the driveway. He knew Taylor would definitely
be home that night because there was school the next
day. That night he was back in his tree, ready to get
Taylor on film! True to his predictions, the light was
on in her bedroom and there she was at her desk,
playing on the computer. Just like clockwork!
His camera was rolling as he waited for Taylor to
begin her usual bedtime routine. But little did he
know the show he was about to be treated to! The door
to the bedroom suddenly opened and in walked Taylor’s
dad. He was wearing nothing but a green bathrobe.What
the hell? Troy wondered as he watched her dad quietly
close the door behind him.
***
Peter Yates was in his early 30s, about 32 actually.
At just over 5’ 10” and 165 lb., his blonde good looks
and fit body made him appear about 3 or 4 years
younger than he actually was. Peter and Taylor’s mom,
Suzanne, had only been 19 when they were married. They
were both 20 when Taylor was born.
Suzanne had began developing health problems soon
after Taylor was born and it had prevented them from
having anymore children. Then just 3 years ago, the
doctor had diagnosed Suzanne with an inoperable type
of leukemia. It had been a very traumatic and
stressful period for Taylor and her dad. Especially
after Suzanne had died.
But Peter was optimistic for the future. They had sold
their old house and moved into a nice new house in a
new neighbourhood. He had received a nice promotion at
work along with a sizable raise. And his daughter
Taylor was adjusting nicely to everything, not to
mention growing up into a beautiful young woman. She
reminded Peter so much of his late wife.
He entered Taylor’s bedroom and closed the door behind
him. Usually whenever they had one of their little
“sessions”, it took place in his bedroom, but tonight
he had decided to come to her. He had missed her the
night before. Peter had had to go on a small overnight
business trip and Taylor had spent the night at her
friend Becky’s house.
She was on the computer and had her back to him. She
didn’t have her pajamas on yet. That was all right. He
liked it when he got to help her undress.
Taylor looked over her shoulder and smiled at him.
“Hi daddy, what are you doing here?” she said
“Well Muffin, I decided we’d have fun in your bedroom
tonight.” He bent down and kissed her softly on the
cheek.
“I don’t have my pajamas on yet, I’m not ready,” she
replied.
“That’s okay,” Peter said. “Come on. Shut down your
computer. Daddy missed you last night and I can’t wait
any longer.”
Taylor turned off her computer and stood up from the
desk. She was wearing a short denim skirt with a
floral pattern on it and a white button-up blouse.
Peter took her by the shoulder and turned her around
facing him.
Taylor began to undo the buttons on her blouse. Peter
stopped her.
“No, let me do that, okay?”
Taylor nodded.
Peter unbuttoned her blouse slowly and pulled it down
off her shoulders. He reached around behind her and
unsnapped her bra. Then he took her by the hand and
led her over to the bed. Taylor sat on the edge of the
bed and watched as her father undid his bathrobe and
took it off.
He was wearing underwear and she could see the large
lump jutting out from the front of them. Peter removed
his underwear so he was completely naked. Then he
climbed onto the bed and laid on his back, his seven
inch cock standing straight up.
Out in the tree, Troy was absolutely dumbfounded. What
the fuck is going on here? Is he gonna do his
daughter? Troy was both sickened by the prospect of
what was going to happen but also incredibly aroused.
He kept the camera going. This was gonna be good!
Peter held his hand out to Taylor and instructed her
to straddle his chest. She did so, placing her smooth
legs on either side of his muscular chest, her skirt
hiking up on her thighs. Peter pulled her down so her
little breasts were over his face. He licked and
suckled at her tiny nipples. His hands went to her
skirt, pulling it up over her round butt. He slid a
hand into the back of her panties and his fingers slid
down over the curve of her ass and sought out the
small pink lips of her vagina.
Taylor let out a small squeal as Peter slid a finger
inside her tight little entrance.
God! So tight! He thought to himself. So very tight!
While he was doing this, Taylor was kissing him on the
side of the neck, her small soft hands running back
and forth across his chest. She placed her lips on his
and kissed him deeply, her moist tongue slipping
inside his mouth.
Oh Taylor, you don’t know how much I love it when you
do that! I’ve taught you well. You’re getting very
good at this!
Peter stopped her and looked into her eyes. “Okay,
sweetie. It’s time to make Daddy happy.”
“Okay, Daddy. I will,” whispered Taylor.
Taylor climbed off the bed and slipped her skirt down
off her legs. She climbed back on the bed, wearing
only her pink cotton panties, and positioned herself
between her father’s outstretched legs. Reaching out,
she wrapped one small hand around his thick shaft and
began slowly stroking it.
With her other hand she cupped his balls and massaged
them. Her head dipped down and her tongue darted out
from between her lips. She began lapping at Peter’s
cock, running her tongue up and down the underside of
the shaft.
She moved up, running her tongue in small circles
around the head. Peter lay back, his eyes closed and
his mouth hanging open. He stroked Taylor’s long
blonde hair with his left hand.
“Oh baby girl, yes! Don’t stop!” he moaned
He sucked in his breath as he felt Taylor’s warm mouth
close around the tip and her lips tightened around the
shaft.
Out in the tree, Troy was almost delirious with
excitement.
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT! SHE’S SUCKING HIS DICK!
Troy had to catch himself from yelling it out loud. He
looked down at the camera. It still had lots of
battery power. Good! Because he wasn’t leaving until
he had seen everything!
Taylor had about half of her father’s cock in her
mouth now, moving her head up and down slowly. Her
hand was still wrapped around the base, stroking it.
Peter arched his back, a look of utter ecstasy on his
face. Taylor continued bobbing up and down on him,
stopping periodically to brush her hair away from her
face. She would also stop and lick the shaft a while,
running her tongue around the head and then slide it
into her mouth again. She did this for about 15
minutes.
Taylor placed both hands on his thighs and stopped for
a minute as she adjusted her breathing. Then slowly
she pushed her mouth down farther on the large cock.
She felt the tip bump against the back of her throat.
She gave a small gag but just stopped and let herself
catch her breath.
“That’s it baby doll! Remember how it showed on the
video. Breathe through your nose and let your muscles
relax. Don’t tense up!” Peter said.
With Peter’s cock all the way in her mouth, Taylor
moved her head in small circular motions, her tongue
playing along the shaft. The sensation of Taylor’s
small throat moving around the head of his cock,
started Peter’s balls to begin stirring. Watching her
lips move along his saliva-covered shaft was too much.
He was ready to cum!
“Get ready, Taylor! This is daddy’s favourite part!”
he whispered hoarsely.
He placed both hands on top of her head as his hips
suddenly bucked and he felt his cock spasm. Taylor
massaged his balls as he spurted his thick seed down
her throat. She worked her throat muscles, swallowing
it all. Only a small dribble escaped past her lips.
“Good girl!” he panted. “You’re getting so good!”
“I just like to make you happy,” Taylor replied as she
wiped her lips clean.
“Remember, your birthday is coming up, “ Peter said.
“I told you if you were good, you’d get that iPhone
you wanted, and I mean it!”
“Thank you, daddy,” said Taylor as she kissed him on
the lips again.
“And don’t forget what I told you about your 14th
birthday!” Peter said.
“That we get to go to Hawaii?” asked Taylor with a
large smile.
“Yes, Muffin. Daddy’s taking you to Hawaii. It’s going
to be a very special birthday for you!”
Peter grinned to himself. She had no idea how special
it was going to be! He already had the beach condo
booked. And it would be there, as he watched the surf
crashing on the beach, that he was going to take his
daughter’s virginity. That’s right! He would be
turning his little Taylor into a woman on her 14th
birthday!
He could hardly wait. It was still over a year, but he
knew that in the end it was going to be well worth it!
In the meantime, he had his little “sessions” with
Taylor to keep him satisfied. He didn’t make her do it
every night, he didn’t want her to start hating it.
But they would get together at least a couple times a
week.
It had been only a few months ago that Peter had first
started doing things with Taylor. At first it had just
been some kissing and petting. Then he brought out the
videos and showed Taylor what he wanted her to do. How
he wanted her to pleasure him with her mouth. She had
been a bit reluctant and unsure at first. But Peter
was very persuasive and was able to easily manipulate
his daughter.
From the very first time she did it to him, he could
see Taylor was a natural! Which didn’t really surprise
him. His wife Suzanne had also been very skilled at
oral sex. When they first met and got married, the
blowjobs had been sensational! Peter could see that
not only did Taylor resemble her mother in looks , but
she had also inherited her oral skills.
“Come here, Muffin,” said Peter softly. He was sitting
on the edge of the bed now. Taylor slid over beside
him. He gently pushed her down onto her back and began
kissing her on the side of the neck and face. He moved
down her body across her chest and her flat tummy,
kissing and running his tongue across her soft skin.
He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her pink
panties and slid them down her legs. He gently kissed
her light wispy pubic bush. Then pushing her legs
farther apart he kissed the outer lips of her tiny
pussy. He kissed at the insides of her silky thighs.
Then he stopped. He let Taylor pull her panties back
up and he gave her a hug. “Thanks, my sweetie. You
were really good tonight. Daddy’s proud of you.”
“Thanks, daddy,” Taylor replied.
“You know the only reason daddy does this is because
he’s so lonely, right?” said Peter. “Daddy really
misses Mommy and when you do this for me, it helps me
forget.”
“I know, “said Taylor. “I miss Mommy too. And I’m glad
I can help you from being lonely.”
“You’re such a good daughter,“ smiled Peter as he got
up off the bed and put his bathrobe back on. “Now you
better get your pajamas on and get to bed, okay?”
He left the room and Taylor pulled a pair of pajamas
out of her dresser drawer. After she slipped them on
she climbed into bed and turned out the light.
***
Troy lay in the tree outside her window, watching as
the bedroom went dark. He turned off the video camera
and just stared at the house for a few minutes. WOW!
WHAT THE FUCK DID HE JUST SEE? Troy still wasn’t sure
if he had actually seen what he thought he had seen,
or was he sleeping and dreamt the whole thing. No, he
decided, looking down at the camera. It had been real,
all right! And he now had it all on camera.
A wide grin spread across his face. That was the
coolest thing he had ever witnessed in his life! His
cock felt like it was going to burst from his pants.
Little Taylor sucking her daddy’s cock! WHOA! And the
most exciting thing, she seemed like she really knew
what she was doing. Which made Troy surmise that this
was something she had obviously been doing for a
while.
He realized the dangerous weapon he now possessed. The
weapon that was going to help him to ultimately sink
his cock between Taylor’s sweet little thighs! Troy
wanted her, and now he knew...he had her!
-= Chapter 3 =-
That night, Troy watched the video he had made over
and over. He had captured everything! The spot at
which Taylor’s bed sat in relation to the window
allowed him to get excellent camera angles of all that
had happened. It was almost like a professional
production! He had even managed some great close-ups.
Troy finally went to bed, his dick worn out from all
the fapping he had done. Tomorrow, he knew, was going
to be a very interesting day!
The next day, Troy thought about what he was going to
do with the video. Common sense told him he should go
to the police with it. His neighbour, Peter Yates, was
a sick motherfucker who was preying on his pre-teen
daughter. Troy, even as perverted as he was, knew it
wasn’t right.
But then he got to thinking about the can of worms
that would open. Obviously, the police would be
curious as to how he had acquired the video. He wasn’t
sure if he wanted to give them that info! And then
there would be the huge uproar and disruption of
Taylor’s life, if her father was arrested. He’d likely
lose his job and if he had to go to jail, what would
happen to Taylor? And imagine all the scandal and
media attention!
No, Troy realized he had to take the selfish route. He
had to keep this to himself. His rationalization was
that he was keeping Taylor from having her life
destroyed. But in reality, he was doing it to keep
Taylor close to him. He had a bargaining tool like no
other! And he decided he was going to use it to full
advantage.
That afternoon, he took the same way home that he knew
Taylor always walked. He waited along by some shrubs
until he saw her coming down the street. Good! She was
by herself! Troy had seen her with some other girls
earlier, but apparently they were gone now.
His heart jumped. She was looking good today. Hell,
she looked good everyday! She was wearing a little red
and white dress with white knee socks just like the
ones he had seen her wearing the first night he was up
in the tree. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail,
held in place with a white bow. Her dress came down to
about mid-thigh.
Troy stepped out from the shrubs. “Hey Taylor, how you
doing?”
He made her jump a little bit as he startled her.
“Oh! Hi, Troy. What do you want?” she asked.
“Oh not much. Just thought we could walk together the
rest of the way home,” he replied.
“All right,” she said tentatively. Troy made her kind
of nervous. Of all the older boys in the
neighbourhood, Troy was the only one who ever actually
talked to her. And she saw him in his backyard a lot,
watching her and her friends. They would laugh about
it, but the truth was, Taylor found it a bit creepy.
“So Taylor,” Troy said. “You must like boys a lot.”
“Ummm, not really. Why do you say that?”
“No reason. Just an observation. A pretty girl like
you, just figured you’d be pretty popular with boys.
Are you?”
“Not really your business, Troy,” Taylor said.
“I’ll bet if you were with a boy, you’d be pretty damn
good!”
“What do you mean by that?” asked Taylor.
“I mean, you’d be good at fucking him. You’re probably
a little firecracker in the sack, aren’t you? You
probably really get into it! And those sweet lips of
yours? Man, I’ll bet you can do lots with those, can’t
you?”
Taylor suddenly spun around.
“Troy Woodward, you are fucking sick! Now get away
from me!” She began walking faster.
“Just asking some questions! What’s the matter? Did I
get a little too close to the truth?”
“GO AWAY!” Taylor cried, tears starting to run down
her cheeks. She began to run. She crossed the street
and headed for her house. Troy watched as she
disappeared up her walk and into the house. He heard
the door slam. Hmmm, he thought. Obviously he hit a
bit of a nerve!
Troy walked back to his street and to his house. He
wondered what Taylor would say to her dad, if she said
anything at all? He had been looking to get a rise out
of her, and it worked! Now to see if dad took the
bait.
It was about two hours later when Troy heard the
doorbell. He made his way to the door to answer it.
His mom wasn’t home and wouldn’t be home for another
couple hours. She was busy with stuff at work.
Troy opened the door to see Peter Yates standing
there. He didn’t look pleased as he glared at Troy.
“Hello, Troy. Is your mother at home?” he asked
brusquely.
“No sir, she is not.”
“Hmmmm. Well, I need to talk to her!”
“I don’t know when she’ll be home,” said Troy. “She’s
working late. But you know, whatever it is you need to
talk about, you can tell me.”
Peter Yates looked at Troy. He knew that Troy damn
well knew what he was there for. He cleared his
throat.
“May I come in then?”
“Sure. Knock yourself out.”
Peter stepped inside and closed the door.
“I think you know why I’m here, Troy. TayIor told me
about some inappropriate comments you made to her this
afternoon!”
“Oh?” smirked Troy. “Didn’t seem too inappropriate to
me! Not my fault if it‘s true!”
Peter had already decided he really didn’t like this
young boy very much. His arrogance was quickly
angering Peter.
“I think asking a 12 year-old girl if she is a
‘firecracker in the sack’ is extremely inappropriate!
I don’t appreciate people talking to my daughter that
way. I’m considering going to the police, you know?”
Troy smiled. He walked over towards the large flat-
screen television in a corner of the living room. He
picked up the remote control.
“Are you now, Mr. Yates?” asked Troy amusedly. “Well,
if I was you, I wouldn’t be too rash just yet!”
“What the hell are you talking about?” asked Peter.
“You know, I’m not liking your attitude very much.”
“This is the reason I don’t think you’ll be having
anything to do with the police,” announced Troy as he
turned on the TV.
A video began playing almost immediately. Peter could
see it appeared to have been filmed through what
looked like the window of his daughter’s bedroom. He
stood in stunned silence as he realized who was in the
video. It showed him lying back on Taylor’s bed
completely nude, with her mouth wrapped around his
cock. He broke into a cold sweat.
“What the fuck...is...th-that?” he spat, pointing at
the TV screen. “How did you get that?”
Troy grinned as he looked at Peter’s reddened face.
“I don’t think that’s important,” he said to Peter.
“What is important is the fact that I have it. That’s
what you need to worry about!”
Peter put his hands out in a pleading gesture.
“Listen, I can explain. It’s not all what you think it
is.”
Troy stood in the center of the room, glaring at Peter
with disgust.
“Oh, I’m sure you can, Mr. Yates. You sick fucks
always do have very rational and logical explanations
for the shit you do! Let me guess? Taylor was giving
you a good-night kiss and damn if she didn’t slip and
ended up with her mouth on your dick instead?”
“I know how that happens! Hell, when I was a little
kid, my mom used to come give me goodnight kisses and
we’d always end up fucking on the bed!”
Peter gave him a look of exasperation.
“Listen, you fucking little smart-ass punk!” he
snarled. “I want that video!”
Troy shrugged. “Go ahead, take it! It’s just a copy
anyway. I have the original tucked away somewhere very
safe and secure.”
“You’re not seriously going to the cops with that are
you?” asked Peter. The fear in his voice was quite
apparent. His demeanour began to change a bit. “Okay,
I’m really sorry I called you a punk. I know what I’m
doing with Taylor is not right and I-I’ll stop! I
won’t touch Taylor anymore if you just promise to not
go to the cops!”
Troy shook his head. “Mr. Yates, you really are a
fucking idiot! Don’t you realize the damage has been
done already? I have you on video! I can stay quiet
but hey, I need some kind of payment.”
Peter sat down for a minute. His legs were feeling
weak. He could not believe what was happening! His
world had suddenly come crashing down around him. How
had this arrogant little bastard managed to get a
video of him and Taylor together? This could destroy
him...and his daughter!
“Okay!” he said to Troy. “I see the game you wanna
play. What do you want? How much money?”
Troy laughed. The look on his face was so smug, Peter
just wanted to jump up and punch him. But he didn’t
want to do something like that! He could not afford to
antagonize this kid in any way.
“Money, huh?” asked Troy. “You think I want money?”
He swept his hand around the room. “Look at all this,
Mr. Yates. My mom is loaded! She got half of my dad’s
business when they divorced. I have everything I want
and if I don’t, my mom just gets it for me. Yeah, more
money is always nice, but really I don’t need it!”
“What do you want then?” asked Peter impatiently.
Troy looked straight at him. He paused the video on a
close-up of Taylor’s face and pointed at the TV
screen.
“Her! I want her! Your sweet little hottie of a
daughter, Taylor!”
“What the hell do you mean, you ‘want’ her?”
Troy shook his head. Seriously, he thought to himself.
You cannot be this stupid, Mr. Yates!
“I want what you are getting, Mr. Yates! I want a
blowjob from your daughter!”
Peter jumped up, his face red with anger. “Out of the
question!” he yelled. “You are not touching Taylor,
you little bastard! I‘m not turning her into some kind
of...of... prostitute!”
“Oh, but it’s perfectly okay for you to make her into
your own personal little whore, hey dad?” sneered
Troy. “What a fucking hypocrite!”
Troy hit ‘STOP’ on the dvd player and ejected the
disc.
“I’m really sorry to hear you say that, Mr. Yates. I
was afraid you’d be uncooperative. Guess I have to
make a trip down to the police station after all. I
wonder what will happen to Taylor when you’re in jail?
Foster homes can be so nasty sometimes.”
Peter slowly took a deep breath. He began to reply,
his voice shaking. “But you have to understand! I
can‘t ask Taylor to do something like that.”
“I understand perfectly, dad,” Troy said. “But you
have to explain to her the seriousness of the
situation. She needs to know you could end up in
jail!”
“Well, maybe we can work out some arrangement,” said
Peter. “If you want, I’ll let you take her out on a
date. And-and I’ll tell her I’ll chaperone so she
feels more comfortable about it.”
Troy lost his patience. He waved the disc in front of
Peter’s face.
“You still don’t get it!” he yelled. “You have no, and
I mean no, leverage here, Mr. Yates! You cannot
bargain! I have a video that shows you, a guy in his
30s, shoving his dick in the mouth of a 12 year-old
girl! I don’t know what planet you’re from, but where
I live, it’s called child sexual abuse! You’re
screwed, Mr. Yates. I hold all the cards!”
There was a moment of awkward silence as his words
sunk into Peter’s head. Peter did not want to admit
it, but Troy was right. He was being owned by a 15
year-old punk!
“So now, THIS is the deal!” continued Troy. “I will
give you my cell number! YOU will give it to your
daughter. I want her to phone me tonight. And don’t
try to whitewash this either. I want you to tell her
the whole story. I want her to know I have a video of
you and her and the video is going to the police if I
don‘t get what I want!”
“Okay, okay!” Peter conceded. “I’ll talk to her.
But... you are not being very reasonable! Taylor is
not going to want to do this.”
Troy thought for a few seconds. “Considering what
you’ve been doing to your daughter, I think I‘m being
very reasonable. She has to know you‘re going to jail
if she doesn‘t do this for me!”
“I will talk to her!” said Peter.
“Here is my cell number,” said Troy, handing Peter a
piece of paper. “I want Taylor to phone me...tonight!
“Now go! Talk to your daughter and tell her the
situation. Got it, dad?”
Peter glared at Troy. “Yes, I got it! She will call
you tonight!”
Peter turned and headed for the door. He slammed it
behind him as he left
“Nice doing business with you, Mr. Yates!” Troy called
after him as he went out the door.
Troy went upstairs to his room and plunked the disc
back in his dvd player. He laid back on his bed and
stroked his hard cock as he watched the video for the
umpteenth time. All he had to do now was wait for the
phone call from cute little Taylor!
-= Chapter 4 =-
Peter Yates sat on his back deck for a while before he
went in the house. He was very shaken up not to
mention scared shitless of Troy going to the cops.
Peter had tried to be so careful when he and Taylor
had been together. He always had her come to his
bedroom, where he would keep the door and blinds
closed.
But that one night he thought it might be fun and
maybe even kind of sexy for him to get sucked off in
the same bed his little girl slept in. He saw now it
was a lapse in judgment that was threatening to bite
him in the ass.
That little bastard, Troy, had Peter over a barrel and
he knew it!
Peter thought about the video. Was Troy pulling his
bluff by saying he had copies? Unfortunately, he knew
he had to believe Troy had more than just the
original. He couldn’t afford to not believe him! He
also had to admit, with a twinge of guilt, the damn
kid had made a good video! He had felt himself get a
little hard as he watched Taylor on the TV.
He walked around to the back of the house and looked
up at Taylor‘s bedroom window. Then he looked over at
the overhanging trees. He saw the large branch
stretching out, sitting at the same level as Taylor‘s
window. That little bugger, Peter thought. That’s how
he got the video! Guess it’s time to get some tree-
trimming done!
He didn’t want to, but he knew he had to go in the
house and talk to Taylor. He had to get this over
with. He had mixed feelings about this whole affair.
Peter was furious at Troy for basically forcing him to
make his daughter into a prostitute! But he knew she
had to do it. He could not let Troy take that video to
the police. It would be an absolute catastrophe!
But he also felt something else. It was an emotion he
hadn’t felt in years. The last time he could remember
feeling like this was way back when he was about 18
and had met his future wife, Suzanne, for the first
time. There was another boy who had a crush on her. A
big strapping football player on the high school
football team.
Suzanne had told Peter she was trying to decide who to
go out with and she couldn’t make up her mind. She
liked them both. Peter remembered being intensely
jealous of the football player and had been sure
Suzanne was going to have him instead of Peter. She
had pleasantly surprised him when finally she told
Peter she had stronger feelings for him. And she
became the love of his life.
Now Peter realized he was having those same feelings
of jealousy again. He was jealous of the fact that
another person was going to be with his daughter.
Taylor belonged to him! Her soft mouth, her moist
lips, her little tongue. It all belonged to him!
He felt physically sick at the thought of someone
else’s hands pawing and groping at her. Some one else
would be receiving pleasure from Taylor and it just
didn’t feel right! He truly hated Troy for awakening
those feelings in him.
As he came into the house, he saw Taylor in the living
room watching TV. One of her Disney Channel shows.
That was about the only channel she watched!
She looked up as Peter entered the room.
“Hi daddy! Did you talk to Mrs. Woodward?”
“Yes, I did. Well, not exactly to her, but I did talk
to Troy.”
Taylor sat up. She could see the concern on her dad’s
face.
“What did he have to say for himself? Did he
apologize? He was so rude to me.”
“Not exactly,” said Peter as he plopped down in his
recliner. “He didn’t seem to think he did anything
wrong. But, Taylor, we have a little problem.
Actually, a very BIG problem!”
“What?” asked Taylor. “What’s the problem? Tell me!”
Peter took in a deep breath. “Troy has a video. A
video of you and I...together!”
Taylor’s face went white. “You mean...when...we’re-”
Her dad cut her off. “Yes!”
“Oh my God!” she cried out. Tears began to run down
her face. “What’s he going to do? He’s not going to
tell anybody, is he? How did he get a video of us?”
“I think he snuck into the trees outside your room,”
said Peter.
“Oh, daddy! I’m so sorry!” sobbed Taylor. “I didn’t
have the blinds shut on my window. I never think of
it!”
Peter Yates came and sat down beside his daughter. He
put his arm around her.
“It’s not your fault, Muffin. Troy Woodward is just a
very sick young man.”
“Well, what are we going to do? What if he shows
people?“
“Taylor! Stop it!“ said Peter sternly. “Listen to
me...you have to help me with something.“
“What?” she asked.
Peter took a deep breath before he began to speak. He
took both of Taylor’s hands in his.
“Troy is blackmailing us. He is threatening to go to
the police if...unless...you do...something...for
him.”
“Like what?” she asked suspiciously.
Peter just blurted it out. He knew if he didn’t, he’d
never be able to say it.
“Troy wants you to give him a blowjob!”
Taylor sat on the couch for moment with a stunned look
on her face. Then she pulled away from her father and
stood up.
“NO! I WILL NOT DO THAT, DADDY! TROY IS GROSS!”
Peter looked up at her pleadingly. “Sweetheart, I
don’t like it either and you don’t realize how it
breaks my heart to have to ask you to do such a thing.
But please, for a second, think about the situation.
This is very, very serious! You know that the things
we do are because I miss Mommy so much. But other
people, like the police, aren’t going to look at it
that way. They’re going to say I hurt you and they’re
going to want to put me in jail! I’ll be treated like
a very bad man!”
Taylor began to cry again. “B-but, daddy, you‘re NOT
bad! You can’t g-go to jail! What will I do?”
“That’s why you need to do this for me,” said Peter
softly as he pulled Taylor back down beside him. “It’s
just once and then Troy will be happy.”
“A-and he’ll l-leave us alone then?” she asked, her
big blue eyes looking up at Peter.
“Yes, he will,” said Peter. Well, I’m hoping like hell
he’ll leave us alone!
Taylor closed her eyes tightly as if she was in deep
concentration. She nodded slowly. “Okay, daddy. I-I’ll
do it.”
“Thank you, Muffin,” said Peter, stroking her hair and
brushing the tears away from her face. “I know it’s
going to be hard for you. I’m proud of you that you’re
so brave.”
“I’m not doing anything else with him!” she stated
defiantly. “And I’m telling him that!”
“You don’t have to, Taylor,” Peter replied. “He just
wants a blowjob. That’s all!”
Peter handed her the piece of paper with Troy’s phone
number on it. “Here, this is his number. You are
supposed to call him tonight, okay?”
“Okay,” she said quietly as she took the piece of
paper from him and put it in the pocket of her jeans.
Later that evening, after supper, Taylor went to her
room. The first thing she did was go straight to the
window and close the blinds. She gave a little shudder
as she looked out and saw the large branch that
extended out over their fence and pointed right at her
window. Taylor felt very violated, thinking about Troy
sitting in the tree and watching her.
She had been completely oblivious! It sickened her to
think of what other things he had seen. She had no
idea how long he had been coming there to spy on her.
Did he videotape other stuff too? Taylor didn’t know.
She was mad at herself that she had been so careless
and not kept her blinds closed. With all the trees on
the west side of the house and no other houses, she
had just never worried about it. How was she to know
her stupid neighbour was so sick in the head? Now her
dad was in a lot of trouble, or at least could be in a
lot of trouble. Her stomach rolled as she thought
about what she was going to have to do to keep Troy
from going to the police.
She picked up her cell phone and dialled his number.
“Hello? Troy? This is Taylor.” she said in a small
voice. She suddenly realized she was shaking.
“Hey sugar!” he answered immediately. “How’s my little
blowjob queen?”
Taylor couldn’t believe how he talked. He was such a
pig!
“What can I do for you?” he asked.
Taylor knew that he knew damn well what she was
calling about.
“I just called to tell you my dad talked to me and
told me about what you want.”
“And?” asked Troy expectantly.
“I’ll do it, okay?”
“Good girl!” Troy answered. “Glad to see we’re on the
same page.”
“I’ll come over tomorrow after school and we’ll talk
about it,” she said.
“All right!” said Troy. “I’ll see you then. You have a
good night, my little hottie.”
Taylor didn’t respond. She just hung up.
Troy lay back on his bed and let out a large sigh of
satisfaction. He had such control now over both Mr.
Yates and Taylor! It was an awesome feeling.
He had thought about going over to Taylor’s house that
evening and spying on her again. But now he realized
there was really no use for it anymore. He now owned
her and he knew he could see whatever he wanted,
whenever he wanted!
He couldn’t wait for school to be over the next day. A
few of his friends wanted him to go to the mall with
them, but he politely declined.
“What the fuck, Woodward, you pussy!” said his friend,
Paulie. “Come on! We’re gonna check out some cunt!”
“No sorry, guys. I got something on the go tonight.”
said Troy.
“You got a girl coming over, don’t you?” teased
another friend by the name of Terrence.
“Maybe,” said Troy sheepishly.
“Who is it?” asked Paulie. “It ain’t Stacey Micetti,
is it? I saw you talking to her earlier today. She is
majorly hot!”
“No, it ain’t Stacey,” replied Troy impatiently. “I’m
not telling you who it is. You’ll find out some day,
okay?”
“All right,” said Terrence. “We’ll see you later. Have
fun!”
“I will! Don’t worry!” said Troy.
His friends continued on to the mall and Troy headed
for home. He made himself a sandwich and plunked down
in front of the TV, waiting for Taylor’s arrival. It
wasn’t too long and Troy heard the door bell ring. He
sat for a minute before he answered the door. He
didn’t want to seem too eager.
He opened the door to see Taylor standing there. She
was wearing a pair of tight denim jeans and a pink t-
shirt. Troy‘s eyes wandered across her body before he
spoke.
“Well, well! Come in!”
Taylor stepped inside the house and Troy closed the
door behind her. She was visibly nervous.
“Why so shy?” he asked playfully. “Can I get you
something to drink?”
Taylor shook her head. “No. I can’t stay long.”
“Then I’ll get down to business right away,” said
Troy. “I want you to give me your cell phone number.
You do have a cell phone, right?”
Taylor nodded. “Y-yes, I do. Why do you want my
number?”
"Because this is the deal! I want to be able to get a
hold of you anytime I want. And when you’re here,
you’ll do whatever I want!”
“That wasn’t really the deal, Troy,” Taylor protested.
“My dad said I only had to do it once!”
“You can inform your dad the deal has changed,” stated
Troy. “I got to thinking, the more I watched the
video. You look like you really know what you’re
doing! I can see you’ve been doing it for awhile. I
figured, why settle for just once, when I can have you
doing it to me anytime I want? I know a good thing
when I see it!”
“No Troy! You made a deal with my dad and you can’t
break it!” said Taylor anxiously.
Troy walked up closer to her. She shrunk away from
him, feeling very intimidated. Troy stood nearly a
foot higher than she did. He pointed a finger at her.
“Listen, little girly,” he said in a menacing tone.
“You will do as you are told. Or your daddy will go to
jail! And people in jail aren’t very nice to
pedophiles!”
“M-my dad is not a pedophile!” snapped Taylor. Her
eyes were beginning to tear up.
“Oh, that’s right. I forgot,” sneered Troy. “He’s got
you brainwashed. He’s not a pedophile, just a loving
father! Who loves you just a little too much!”
“All right, all right,” sniffed Taylor. “I will come
whenever you want me to. Just don’t make my dad go to
jail!”
“That’s kind of up to you, Taylor. And how well you
cooperate.”
“Well, I’m not doing anything else with you!
Just...just... sucking you!”
Taylor grimaced. Her having to say that out loud to
Troy made her feel so dirty.
Troy looked at her and then nodded. “Yeah, that’s
fine. I can live with that! It’ll be fun having my own
little private suck-toy! But I gotta ask you a few
questions. I’ve just been dying to know a few things.”
“Wh-what?” asked Taylor.
“Just wondering if you’ve still got your cherry? Your
dad hasn’t fucked you yet, has he?”
Taylor had a mortified look on her face.
“NO!” she said. “He has not done anything like that!”
“What about your bum?” asked Troy. “Your dad stuck it
in there? Hmmm? Has he put his tongue in your bum or a
finger? Or maybe he made you lick his bum!”
“Tha-that’s gross!” said Taylor, visibly repulsed. “He
doesn’t do gross stuff like that!”
“Okay, okay,” said Troy. “Don’t have to get so
offended. I just wanna know!”
“So then, has he made you lick his balls?”
Taylor’s face grew red and Troy knew the answer to
that question.
“That’s hot!” he said.
“How about other guys?” Troy queried. “You done
anything with other boys?”
“N-no!” said Taylor. “And if I did, it wouldn’t be
your business anyway!”
Troy gave her a hard look. “I don’t enjoy your
attitude, Taylor! For someone who is one step away
from having her daddy thrown in jail, you need to
start being a lot friendlier to me. You understand?”
“Yes! Okay!” said Taylor. “Now, I have to go!”
Troy held his hand out. “Ummmm, phone number, please?”
“Oh yeah,” said Taylor. “It’s 555-324-9875.”
She watched as Troy entered the number in his phone.
Then she turned and began to open the door to leave.
Troy suddenly reached out and pushed the door shut
with his hand.
“Not just yet, honey,” he said quietly.
Taylor tried to step back away from him but realized
she had nowhere to go. Troy grabbed her by the
shoulders and pulled her close to him. His mouth
clamped down on hers, his tongue pushing forcefully
between her soft lips.
“MMMMFFFFFFFF!” she squealed as Troy’s tongue pushed
deep into her mouth. Her small hands pushed at him,
trying to get away. But Troy held her tightly, mashing
his body against hers. His hands moved down, one
closing over her left breast and squeezing. The other
hand went between her legs, as he groped her on the
outside of her denim jeans.
He took his mouth off hers. “Troy! Get off me!” sobbed
Taylor. “Let me go!”
Troy pushed her against the door. He continued to
squeeze and grope at her crotch. Taylor tried to pull
his hand away.
“Stop! Stop! That hurts!“ she pleaded.
He took his other hand and placed his index finger on
Taylor’s lips. He pushed his finger inside her mouth.
“Suck on it!” he hissed. “Suck on my finger!”
Taylor began to move her lips back and forth on his
finger. Troy felt his cock growing harder as he
watched the young girl’s moist lips slide along his
finger. The inside of her mouth felt so warm!
Troy suddenly pulled his finger out and smiled at
Taylor. “Okay, you can go!”
He opened the door and Taylor couldn’t get out fast
enough as she pushed past him. He reached down and
gave her a firm slap on the butt, making her jump as
she ran down the front steps.
“See you soon, sexy!” he called after her.
-= Chapter 5 =-
Taylor ran all the way home crying. She didn’t stop
until she was back in her yard. She went in the house
and ran up the stairs to her bedroom. She lay on her
bed, still feeling Troy’s roving hands on her body and
his hot breath on the side of her face.
Taylor fell asleep for a short time and then heard her
father coming home from work. She came downstairs.
“Hi Muffin,” he said. “How did things go with Troy
today?”
“Not good, daddy,“ she said. “You need to talk to him
again!”
“What the fuck now!” Peter angrily demanded. He saw
how Taylor stepped back from him and he paused for a
second.
“I-I’m... sorry, Taylor,” he apologized. “I‘m sorry I
snapped at you. This whole thing has just got my
nerves on edge. What did he say to you?”
“Remember how you said I only had to give him one
blowjob and that was it?”
“Yes, that was our deal,” said Peter.
“Well today, he told me I had to give him my phone
number so he can call me anytime he wants and I have
to go over there! He said I was going to be his
private ‘toy’!”
“What?” asked Peter incredulously. “He doesn’t think
he’s doing anything else, does he?”
“No,” replied Taylor. “He said all he’ll make me do
is, ummm, suck him off. But he wants it more than
once!”
She didn’t tell her dad about him molesting her. She
figured that would just make things even worse.
“That little sonuvabitch!” fumed Peter. “I will
definitely be talking to him. We made a deal and we
have been good enough to keep up our end of it. I’m
not letting him change it now!”
Peter had brought home some pizza for supper. He and
Taylor sat in the living room, munching on pizza and
watching TV. Afterwards, Taylor cleaned up their
plates and put them in the dishwasher. Her dad had to
go to his office and finish some paperwork.
She went upstairs, did her homework and had a shower.
She put on her little blue and white nightgown, the
one her dad had bought her for her birthday. It was
really short and she knew her dad liked it when she
wore it. He told her she looked ‘sexy’ and it made
Taylor feel good. When he said things like that, it
made her feel so grown up.
She looked in the mirror and smiled. Her dad was
right. Taylor did look a lot like her mother. And her
mother had been so beautiful! She wanted to grow up to
be beautiful like her mother.
She came downstairs and saw her dad on the couch. He
was relaxing in a pair of old sweats with no shirt.
She knew it was how her dad liked to kick back and
watch TV at night. Without a word she snuggled in
beside her father on the couch. She laid her head on
his bare muscular chest.
Taylor began to slowly slide a hand down across his
chest and his hard, flat stomach. She kissed and
nuzzled against his neck as her hand slipped inside
his sweatpants. Just as she thought, he was wearing no
underwear. Her fingers wandered along the length of
his flaccid cock. She felt it begin to turn hard
though as soon as she wrapped her small hand around
the base and gave it a gentle squeeze.
Then her father reached inside his pants and pulled
her hand away from him.
“No Taylor!” he whispered.
“But, daddy,” Taylor said. “I want to make you feel
good. You’ve been having such a bad time lately. You
know, even if Troy is making me do things for him,
I’ll still be there for you.”
“It’s not that, Muffin,” said Peter quietly. “I really
love it that you want to make me feel better and you
don’t know how badly I want it. But I’m scared. I
can’t trust Troy. What if he is able to make another
video of us? I-I can’t take that chance. We have to
stop. For a while anyway.”
Taylor pulled her hand out of her dad’s pants and just
snuggled with him on the couch. She had never heard
her dad sound so sad.
“But do allow me to say, thank you for wearing your
nightgown tonight. You look really good, Taylor,” said
Peter.
“Thanks daddy,” said Taylor. “Do I look, ummm, sexy?”
“Yes, Muffin. You do!”
***
The next morning was Saturday. Peter was sitting on
the back deck, enjoying his morning coffee. Taylor was
still sleeping. As Peter sipped at his coffee, he
suddenly spotted Troy in the back alley. What he was
doing out in the back alley at 8 a.m., Peter didn’t
know.
"Hey Troy!” he shouted. “Come over here! I need to
talk to you.”
Troy made his way over into the Yates’ yard.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Yates?” asked Troy.
Peter hated it when Troy called him ‘Mr. Yates’. It
was not that he didn’t appreciate a kid showing some
respect for adults. But Troy wasn’t showing any
respect. He always said ‘Mr.’ with a sort of sarcastic
inflection in his voice. So he knew Troy was really
being a little smart-ass.
“What is going on?” asked Peter. “Taylor tells me you
are changing our deal.”
“Yep, I am,” Troy said matter-of-factly.
“That’s not what I agreed to!” snapped Peter.
“I don’t really give a fuck, “ said Troy. “As I told
you before, dad, YOU have no bargaining power with me!
“
“I don’t want you turning my daughter into your own
little plaything! You said only once, and that was
what I promised Taylor!”
“Well, dad, let this be a lesson to you to not promise
things to your daughter that you have no control over.
I think you’re just pissed off that she isn’t going to
be your little plaything anymore!”
“You little bastard!” Peter swore as he suddenly
jumped at Troy. He swung at his head but Troy was able
to easily dodge him.
“Holy crap!” said Troy. “You’re really looking to go
to jail, aren’t you? Molesting your daughter and now
assaulting a minor? You’re in so much shit!”
He pulled a white envelope out of the pocket of his
jacket. “See you later, Yates! I’m going to the cops!”
“NO!” yelled Peter. “Please, I-I’m sorry, Troy! I just
lost my head there for a minute. I beg you, don’t do
this!”
Troy turned around and walked back towards Peter.
“Okay, Mr. Yates. I won’t go. But one more episode
like that and I will. Be forewarned, I carry a copy of
the video with me at all times! You piss me off again,
and it’s off to jail for you. Now the new deal is
Taylor will come over whenever I want. You got that?”
Peter nodded. “Yes! Yes, I’ve got it!”
He glared at Troy as the young boy spun around and
walked away. He had a smug smile on his face. Peter
seethed inside. He cursed himself for being so stupid.
What were you thinking? If you had actually hit him,
you would be in trouble for sure!
He sat down and finished his coffee. This whole
situation was getting out of hand. He realized he was
losing control. If he wanted to get through this okay,
he had to get a grip on himself.
It was an ordinary Saturday otherwise for Taylor. She
woke up, had her breakfast and started doing her
Saturday chores. It was her job to vacuum and wash the
floors every weekend and clean the bathroom. After she
was finished, she and her friend, Becky, headed to the
mall.
She and Becky were having lots of fun, going around
trying on clothes and new shoes. It felt good to
Taylor to just do some normal pre-teen girl things.
She was pushing all her troubles with Troy out of her
mind. Today was her day!
Until she and Becky were just leaving the mall and
getting ready to walk home. Taylor’s cell phone rang.
She looked at her phone and her face went pale. It was
Troy!
“Hello?” she answered.
“Hey, how’s my honey today?” asked Troy. “You and
Becky having fun at the mall?”
Taylor didn’t respond to that. How in hell did he know
they were at the mall? They hadn’t seen him anywhere.
Obviously, he had been spying on them! A chill ran
down Taylor’s back.
“What do you want?” she hissed into the phone. She
didn’t want Becky to hear the conversation.
“My mom isn’t going to be home tonight for a while. I
want you over at my house. Eight o’clock sharp! You
hear me?”
“Y-yes! I hear you!” Taylor replied.
“Oh, and I got a request,” continued Troy. “I saw you
wearing a cute little blue dress one day on your way
to school. You know the one I’m talking about?”
“Yes, I do,” said Taylor.
“I want you to wear it!” said Troy. “You looked hot in
it!”
“Okay,” said Taylor. “I’ll be there at 8 p.m. I’m
hanging up now.”
“All right! Just don’t be late, sweet-lips!” He blew
her a kiss over the phone.
“What was that all about?” asked Becky. “Who called
you?”
Taylor shrugged as she put her phone away. “It was
just my dad. Nothing important.”
Taylor didn’t eat much supper. Her dad looked at her
across the table.
“What’s the matter?” he asked. “You don’t seem very
hungry.”
“Troy called me today. He wants me to come over
tonight,” she said.
“Oh no,” her dad said. He knew it was going to happen
eventually. “I-I don’t know what to say. Just be
brave, Taylor. And please, whatever you do, don’t get
him mad! Just do as he says.”
“All right,” said Taylor.
She excused herself from the table and went up to her
bedroom. She spent some time on her computer. Then she
had a shower and put on the blue dress Troy had
requested she wear. It was a dress her father had
bought her for Christmas.
She did her hair up in a ponytail and put on a bit of
perfume. She looked at her clock. It was 7:45 p.m.
Time to go.
***
She walked over to Troy’s house and paused before she
went up the steps. Let’s get this over with, she
thought. It was going to be so different and also a
little scary, to be with someone other than her
father. Her dad made her feel so safe and comfortable.
Troy, as far as she was concerned, was an uncouth pig.
She rang the doorbell. Troy answered it immediately
this time, almost as if he had been standing there
waiting. He looked Taylor up and down and invited her
inside.
“Looking good, Taylor,” he said. “That dress fits you
nice! Come on, let’s go to my bedroom.”
She followed him up the stairs to his bedroom on the
second floor. He had a huge room. The walls were
plastered with posters, some of half-naked women,
others of video games and movies. Dirty laundry was
strewn all over the floor. It was a very unkempt room.
Taylor turned her nose up as she walked into the room.
“What’s the matter, princess?” asked Troy. “Don’t like
my housekeeping?”
“You’re a bit of a slob,” she remarked.
“Hey, I’m a guy,” he said. “I know, I know. Your room
is immaculate. But you’re just gonna have to put up
with my mess!”
Taylor sat down nervously on the edge of his bed. Troy
opened a small mini-fridge he had in one corner of his
room. He took out a cold Pepsi.
“Hey, you want a drink?” he asked.
“Yeah, sure,” Taylor answered. Troy walked over and
handed her a soda. She sipped at it slowly. He sat on
the bed beside her for a few minutes, just looking at
her in her cute blue dress.
Finally, he stood up and turned to face her.
“Okay, Taylor. On your knees!”
Taylor looked up at him. This was it! She knelt down
in front of him, adjusting her dress.
“Undo my pants,” he ordered her. Taylor reached up
with shaking hands and undid the snap on his jeans.
She couldn’t help but notice the large bulge in his
crotch.
“Now my zipper,” he said.
Taylor reached for his zipper and Troy slapped her
hands away. “Uh-uh! You’re gonna do it like a little
whore. With your teeth!”
Taylor glared at him with hate as she took the zipper
in her teeth and slowly pulled it down.
“Okay, take it out,” he said. “Do I have to tell you
to do everything?”
With her hands shaking nervously, Taylor reached
inside Troy’s underwear and pulled out his rock-hard
six and a half inch cock. It was shorter than her
dad’s but thick. It felt sweaty.
Taylor just stared at it. It stuck straight out from
Troy’s underwear and the head had a slight upward
curve.
“Okay,” said Troy. “I know it’s amazing-looking but
it’s not so awesome that’ll suck itself! Get to it!
Lick it with that little slut-tongue of yours.”
Taylor wrapped her left hand around the base of Troy’s
shaft and stroked it slowly. Her tongue ran along the
underside of the shaft and up to the head, then back
down. Troy let out a shudder and moaned.
“Holy shit girl, you are good at licking cock! Keep
going!”
Taylor kept licking Troy’s cock, soaking it with her
saliva. Her tongue went in circles around the head and
Troy’s knees buckled.
“I want it in your mouth!” he whispered. “Put my cock
in your mouth, Taylor!”
Taylor took a deep breath and leaned forward to put
her lips closer to Troy’s cock. His eyes fluttered
slowly as Taylor took his cock into her warm mouth.
She wrapped her lips around the bump just under his
dick's head. Troy tucked some errant hairs behind her
ear so he could see her take his dick in her mouth.
“Ahhhh, yesssss!” he moaned. “It’s all I thought it
would be! You do know you’re gonna swallow my load,
don’t you?”
Taylor pulled her mouth off him and stopped. “I will
suck you, Troy, but that does not mean I will swallow
your...load!”
“Okay,” Troy said impatiently. “Again I have to refer
to the video. I have watched it probably 50 times by
now. You swallow your dad’s spunk and you do a fine
job of it too, I might add. So don’t think you’re
gonna get away from doing it with me. You WILL
swallow!”
Taylor sighed with resignation. She was so tired of
having that video hanging over her and her dad’s head.
So she knew she had to do what Troy wanted. There was
no getting out of it!
Troy groaned and licked at his lips as Taylor kept her
left hand around the base of his shaft and slowly
stroked the bottom of his cock. She cast her eyes up
at Troy as she smoothly bobbed her head up and down
the first couple of inches of his dick. The feeling of
her mouth clamped around him tightly made him weak in
the legs.
He took her mouth off of his dick and she made a gasp
for air. Troy grabbed his cock and rubbed it across
Taylor’s face.
"You like that cock, don’t you? You’re my little
blowjob princess!”
“Get your mouth around it again! Suck me good!”
Taylor tried to ignore his sick comments.
Troy groaned as she got back into the rhythm of moving
back and forth on his cock. As she bobbed her head up
and down, her hand started to cover less and less of
his shaft since her mouth was taking a claim to more
of it. Taylor moved her hand to his balls and
playfully squeezed them as she worked his shaft in her
mouth.
Troy stopped her after a couple minutes and rubbed her
cock across her face some more. He did this for a
while, alternating between having her suck on it then
pulling it out and rubbing and smearing the saliva-
soaked shaft on her face.
“This better than doing your daddy, huh?“ asked Troy.
“Must feel good to have a young cock in your mouth
instead of your dad’s old thing. Ohhh, but he’s done a
good job of turning you into a championship cock-
gobbler! Come on! I want to feel that soft sweet mouth
around me some more!“
Taylor worked her mouth around his dick, moving up and
down his shaft, feeling it tense up against her
tongue.
“Kiss it!” he said. “Kiss my dick!”
Taylor took her mouth off of his cock. He looked down
at her as she softly kissed the head of his dick.
"Ohhhhh..." Troy groaned again as she gave another
soft kiss against his cock. All the while she was
fondling his nuts in her left hand.
“Now lick it some more. I can‘t get enough of that
sweet pink tongue of yours, Taylor!”
Taylor closed her eyes and flicked her wet tongue
against the head of his dick.
“That’s it, bitch! Lick me like a big ol’ ice cream
cone!“
Taylor slipped down his shaft again, her tongue
coating the underside of his cock with an equal amount
of attention as well. She twisted her head to the left
and then to the right, dragging her tongue around his
dick. Troy ran his hands through her hair, rocking
back and forth on his heels.
“Fuck!” he exclaimed. “Suck me some more, baby!”
He looked down at Taylor as she slipped her mouth up
and down on his dick. He couldn‘t get over the fact
that he actually had his cock in the mouth of his hot
little neighbour that he had fantasized about for so
long. For only being 12, she was doing such a great
job working on his cock. He knew she was something
special as she worked herself all over his shaft.
"Ohhhhh damn... Taylor, you're so hot..." Troy moaned
as he watched the young girl smoothly suck his cock.
He hadn’t felt her teeth at all the whole time! Her
lips formed a perfect “O” around his shaft.
“Okay, angel-lips! Make me cum!“ he said.
Taylor groaned around his shaft as she bobbed her head
at a quicker pace, gently slapping her tongue against
his shaft. Troy realized he was sweating heavily,
large beads of perspiration running down his face.
“Look up at me, Taylor. Look me in the eye!” he
ordered.
She turned her big blue eyes up towards him as she
quickly bobbed her head back and forth on his cock.
She pressed her soft lips tighter around his hard
shaft.
“Okay, slut! Get ready!”
Troy could feel the pressure building in his balls. He
tried to hold back but he couldn’t. His cock gave a
violent jerk in Taylor’s mouth and he felt a stream of
cum explode from the tip.
Taylor gagged a bit as the sticky deluge hit the back
of her throat. She kept her lips clamped around the
shaft as her throat muscles relaxed and she swallowed.
It was just like her dad had taught her to do.
“Fuck that is hot!” said Troy as he watched Taylor
swallowing his cum. Only a couple small dribbles
escaped down her chin.
Taylor kept her mouth moving along his shaft, licking
it clean. Finally, Troy pulled away, his cock slipping
from her mouth. He took a big breath.
"Whoa!” he said. “That was fucking awesome! Taylor,
you’re the fucking best!”
Taylor said nothing as she got up off the floor. Troy
was zipping himself up. He tossed her a Kleenex and
she wiped her mouth.
“You are one great little cocksucker, Taylor. That
mouth of yours is a deadly weapon!” Troy said with a
smile. “You and me are gonna have a lot of fun!”
"Can I go?" she asked, looking down at the floor.
“Yeah,“ said Troy. “We’re done.“
“When will you want to see me again?“ Taylor said.
“Gee, you want my dick bad, don’t you?“ he smirked.
“Can’t wait until the next time!“
Taylor bit on her bottom lip and gave Troy a nasty
glare.
“That’s not why I’m asking!“
Troy laughed out loud. “Coulda fooled me! I don’t know
when I’ll want you back. Won’t be long. A guy could
get addicted to that sweet, sweet mouth of yours! Just
keep your phone close to you.“
Troy walked Taylor down to the door and gave her a
kiss on the cheek as she left.
“See you later, honey-lips!” he said.
-= Chapter 6 =-
Taylor came in the house and entered the living room.
Her dad looked up at her from his place on the couch.
“Hey, muffin, how did it go?” he asked.
Taylor shrugged her shoulders. “Okay, I guess. He said
I did good.”
Peter held out his hands. “Come give me a hug.”
Taylor gave her dad a big hug and a kiss. “He was
really rude to me, though.” she said tearfully.
“Called me names and stuff.”
“H-he didn’t hurt you, did he?” asked Peter anxiously.
“No, he didn’t hurt me,” said Taylor. “He was just a
pig!”
“I’m going to bed now,” she said glumly.
Peter watched as she headed upstairs. Oh, how he hated
this Troy Woodward and the things he was doing to him
and his daughter. He could already see how it was
draining the spirit of his usually bubbly little girl.
She was not herself.
Taylor went up to her room and collapsed on her bed.
She needed a shower...bad! Troy had made her feel
physically dirty with all the filthy comments he had
made to her. He really treated her like a piece of
meat! Taylor hated him, but what she could do about
it? Absolutely nothing!
She had a shower and brushed her teeth...twice! She
needed to get Troy’s taste out of her mouth. After
putting on some pajamas, she went to bed and slept
very soundly.
The next morning when she went downstairs, she saw her
dad had made her favourite breakfast. Waffles with
whipped cream and peaches!
“Wow! Thanks daddy! You usually only make waffles on
the weekend,” she gushed as she dug in.
Peter gave her a peck on the cheek. “I like to see you
smile, Taylor. You deserve it! Now I have to leave for
work. Will you please take the garbage out before you
go to school?”
“Okay, daddy, have a good day.”
“I will! And you have a good day at school.”
After breakfast, Taylor cleaned up the dishes. There
was a big bag of garbage sitting by the back door.
Taylor put on her shoes and carried it out to the back
alley to the garbage can. After wrestling the big bag
into the garbage can and putting the lid back on, she
turned around.
“Hey, it’s my little blowjob queen! How’re things this
morning?”
There was Troy standing only a few feet away in the
alley. She hadn’t even heard him walk up behind her.
Taylor took a few steps back.
“Piss off Troy!” she said. “I have to get to school.”
“Oh, I know,” he said. “I do too. But just thought I’d
say hi when I saw you back here.”
“What do you want?” Taylor asked.
“Taylor!” Troy exclaimed with fake disappointment.
“Why do you always have to think I want something?”
“Ummm, because usually you always do.”
“Well okay, you’re right,” he laughed. “I did want
something. I wanted to tell you I haven’t been able to
get you out of my head since last night. After you
gave me head!” He laughed at his own joke.
“Please,” Taylor said sarcastically. “I’d rather
forget about it, myself.”
“But, baby!” Troy protested. “I think you’ve got a
special gift. You sucked cock like a champion last
night. I beat off twice after you left, thinking about
those sweet lips wrapped around me.”
“Are you done?” asked Taylor impatiently as she tried
to push past him.
“Sure,” he said. “Gotta say, though, I can’t wait
until you come over again. But I have to wait a bit. I
need to recover. My balls are still aching from the
way you sucked them dry!”
Taylor gave him a look of disgust and he laughed out
loud. He stepped to the side and let her go past. He
gave her a slap on the butt.
“Keep it real, baby-cheeks!” he yelled as Taylor ran
back into her yard. She threw him the middle finger.
Ohhhh, how he disgusted her, Taylor fumed to herself.
Taylor headed for school and the rest of the day went
without incident. The next few days went good too. She
saw not a trace of Troy anywhere. She didn’t even see
him out in his backyard. But still, she kept her cell
phone with her, always anticipating a call.
That call finally came in the evening, three days
after Taylor’s first episode with Troy. Taylor and her
dad had just sat down to supper. Taylor’s phone
suddenly went off. She looked at the screen and
frowned.
“It’s Troy, isn’t it?” her father said
Taylor nodded as she picked up the phone.
"Hello, Troy,” she said with a bored tone.
“Hey cupcake, how ya doing?” he asked.
“I’m good,” she replied.
“Well, Mom is gone for the night and damned if my cock
hasn’t went and got itself all hard,” he said. “I want
you over here again to give me a sweet tongue massage,
pronto!”
“I’m having supper right now,” Taylor told him.
“Okay, well you finish up your supper and come over,”
he said. “But don’t bother having dessert. I got some
custard pudding for you, heh heh heh!”
Peter Yates looked over at Taylor and said, “You tell
him he had better be using a condom. God help him if
he gives you a disease!”
“Hey,” yelled Troy. “I just heard what your dad said
in the background. Put that asshole on the phone!”
Taylor handed her phone over to her dad. “He wants to
talk to you,” she said.
Peter took the phone. “What do you want, Troy?”
“I just heard your remark, dad!” Troy snapped. “You
mind your own fucking business. What happens between
me and your little whore-daughter is our business! If
anything, I should be worrying about getting a disease
from her!”
“You’re pushing your luck, Troy,” said Peter.
“No, you’re pushing your luck, dad!” snapped Troy.
“Now, let me finish talking to Taylor.”
Peter handed the phone back to Taylor.
“So get over as quick as you can,” ordered Troy. “My
balls are full and they need draining.”
“Okay,” said Taylor. “I’ll be there.”
“Good! I can’t wait. Don’t worry about what you wear
tonight. Just make sure you look good.”
***
Taylor finished her supper and went upstairs. She
combed her hair and thought about putting it in a
ponytail then decided to let it just hang down. She
sprayed a little bit of perfume on herself, then she
headed down the stairs and out the door.
Troy was watching from his bedroom window as he saw
Taylor make her way across the backyard and over to
his place. Right on! He thought. It’s gonna be a good
night!
The doorbell rang and Troy ran down the stairs to
answer the door. He invited her in as he checked her
out. Taylor was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and
a pink and white blouse with short sleeves. Her hair
hung down around her shoulders.
“Hey, honey!” he said. “You are looking good, as
usual!”
“Thank you,” she muttered.
“Hey, you don’t sound very enthusiastic,” he scolded
her. “I want to see you show a little more excitement
when you come over here. Did your dad say something to
you?”
“N-no,” she replied.
Troy put his hand under her chin and lifted her head
so he could look her in the eye.
“Listen,” he said firmly. “I don’t want you telling
him anything about what we do or about what I say to
you. What happens between us is our business and not
his! And when I phone you, I don’t want him
interrupting us anymore. If he’s around, you go
somewhere private to talk. Okay?”
Taylor let out a tired sigh. “Okay,” she said.
“Now,” he said, running his tongue across his lips,
“let’s get upstairs. I’m hard as hell standing here
looking at you!”
He took Taylor by her hand and they walked up the
stairs to his room. It was still just as messy as the
last time Taylor had been there. Girlie magazines were
strewn across his bed, showing photos of people having
sex in various positions. Taylor looked at them with
disgust.
“I was just getting myself in the mood before you came
over,” Troy said. He pushed the magazines out of the
way to make room for him and Taylor to sit down.
He picked up one magazine and flipped through it until
he found the page he was looking for.
“Okay, see this? This is how I want you to suck me off
tonight.”
The picture in the magazine showed a man lying on his
back with his legs hanging over the end of the bed. A
young woman, not much more than 18 or 19, was kneeling
between his legs and sucking on his large erect cock.
“L-like that?” asked Taylor.
“Exactly like that,” said Troy.
Taylor stood up and turned to face Troy as he laid
back on the bed. She knelt between his legs and
reached up to unsnap his jeans.
“Now remember to unzip me right,” he said. “Like you
did last time.”
Taylor leaned down and took his zipper in her teeth.
She tugged on it and pulled it down. His cock bulged
up out of his underwear. Pulling his pants open,
Taylor slipped her hand inside his underwear and
released his raging hard-on. Troy let out a sigh as he
felt Taylor’s warm hand close around the shaft.
“Yes!” he whispered. “I want you to lick it, Taylor.
Lick my cock all over like a little slut!” Kneeling
between Troy’s legs, Taylor leaned in and ran her
tongue from the base of his shaft to just below the
head and back down again.
Troy’s body gave a little shudder. “Oh, baby doll,” he
moaned. “Your tongue is like silk. Keep going. Don’t
stop until I say.”
Taylor continued lapping at Troy’s cock, slathering it
with her saliva. Her tongue moved up and down and
around the shaft. She ran her tongue around the purple
head in circles.
“Rub my balls!” he said.
Taylor took a hand and slowly massaged Troy’s ball
sac. She continued to work her tongue all over his
dick.
“Okay, my little hottie, put me in heaven,” he said
softly. “I want my dick in your mouth!”
Opening her lips slightly, Taylor wrapped them around
the head of his cock. She just sucked on the head for
a minute or so, then began to slide her mouth down
farther. Troy watched, his eyes half closed, as his
cock slowly disappeared inside Taylor’s warm soft
mouth.
Her hair fell down around her shoulders and over her
face. Troy brushed it away so he could see her. Taylor
happened to glance up at him. The sight of her big
blue eyes looking at him and her lips wrapped tightly
around his shaft, almost made him cum on the spot.
But he held himself back as Taylor began bobbing up
and down on his rod. She allowed her tongue to slide
along the underside. Troy stared straight up at the
ceiling and dug his fingers into the mattress. It was
quiet in the room, the only sounds were of Taylor
vigorously sucking and lapping on Troy’s cock and Troy
softly moaning.
“Yeahhhhhhhhh! Suck me good! Suck me, my little cock-
sucking princess,” said Troy.
He ran his hands through her silky soft hair and
arched his back. Taylor slowly sucked and stroked on
Troy’s cock.
“Rub it on your face,” he said.
Taylor stopped and gave him a quizzical look.
“What?” she asked.
“Take my cock and rub it over your face!” he said
impatiently. “Now!”
Taylor gripped Troy’s rod as she rubbed the wet, slimy
thing along her cheeks and across her lips.
“That’s it,” said Troy. “Your skin feels so good. Now,
back to suckee, suckee!”
It really irked Taylor how he talked to her. Like she
was just a piece of meat, an object for his pleasure.
Troy let out a load groan as he felt the warmness of
her mouth close around him again.
“Come on now,” he said, his voice a raspy whisper.
“Fuck me with your mouth. Do it you little whore!”
Taylor slid her mouth up and down on him, her left
hand wrapped around the base of his cock. Her lips
moved effortlessly along his saliva-coated shaft, her
cheeks puffed out like a squirrel. Faster and faster,
her head bobbed up and down. She would slow down and
tighten her lips around him as she pulled back on his
cock with her lips until just the head was in her
mouth. Then she would loosen her grip and slide back
down on him until he bumped against the back of her
throat. It was driving him crazy.
“My balls... are... gonna fuckin’... burst!” he said
excitedly. “Make me cum, bitch!”
Taylor sped up her head-bobbing. She stroked and
sucked both at the same time. Troy’s whole body
suddenly went stiff and he let out a loud groan. His
cock gave a little spasm inside Taylor’s mouth as a
stream of cum splashed across the roof of her mouth
and into her throat.
She struggled to swallow it all. A small gagging sound
came from her throat as she choked a little bit.
“Fuck yeah! Choke on my cum! That’s hot!”
Taylor moved her tongue along Troy’s length, licking
and sucking it clean before she finally pulled her
mouth off him. Her jaws ached. It had been quite a
workout. Taylor coughed as she cleared her throat
“Hey, don’t choke to death on me!” laughed Troy as he
sat back up. “I’ve got too much fun to have with you
yet!”
He helped her back up on her feet. He stepped back and
looked her up and down.
“Damn Taylor, you got a hot little body!” he
exclaimed.
Again, thought Taylor, he just treats me like an
object on display.
“Well, I guess you can go now,” said Troy. “My mom
will probably be home soon.”
“Okay,” said Taylor. She began to turn toward the
door.
“And remember what I told you about your dad keeping
his nose out of things!” Troy said, pointing his
finger at Taylor. “I mean it!”
“All right!” said Taylor, giving Troy a glare. She
headed out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
Troy called out as she left. “Have a good night, angel
face! We’ll do this again soon!”
Don’t remind me! Taylor said to herself.
Troy smiled as he heard Taylor go out the door. He
laid back on his bed and looked at the picture in the
magazine he had shown Taylor. Yep! A few minutes ago,
that had been him! Lying back with a pretty girl
between his legs giving him an exquisite blowjob. Life
didn’t get much better than that.
Troy got up off the bed and walked over to his bedroom
dresser. Moving a small pile of clothes on top of the
dresser, Troy picked up his video camera that had been
concealed by the pile. He turned it off and walked
over to his computer desk. Let’s see what we got
today! He smiled to himself. Gonna be some good
footage!
Taylor went straight to her bedroom and flopped down
on her bed. Oh, how she hated Troy! He wouldn’t be so
bad, she thought, if he didn’t treat her like such a
piece of crap. A piece of meat!
She decided she needed a good hot shower. Taylor undid
her jeans and slid them down off her slender legs then
unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. Stripping off
her bra and panties, she put on her bathrobe and
headed down the hall to the bathroom.
***
The next few days were peaceful for Taylor. She saw
Troy a couple times from a distance. One time he
waved. She waved back nonchalantly and kept walking.
One day when she came from school, she noticed her
father had hired a crew of tree-trimmers. They were
working in the backyard, cutting back the trees along
the fence on the west side of the house.
Good! She thought. That’ll keep Troy from doing
anymore spying!
Troy also watched with interest from his back deck as
the tree-trimming crew worked. Troy decided to have a
bit of fun. He picked up the phone and dialled Peter
Yates. He heard him answer the phone at the other end.
“Hey Yates! What the fuck is going on? Cutting down
the branch I use to spy on Taylor? I didn’t say you
could do that!”
“I never realized I needed your permission!” Peter
retorted.
“As long as I hold that video, you need my permission
for everything!” replied Troy. “Especially if it
concerns Taylor! Now how the fuck am I supposed to spy
on her?”
There was silence at the other end of the line for a
few seconds. Then Peter spoke.
“I don’t think, considering all the other things you
are doing with Taylor, that you need to spy on her
too!”
“That’s your problem, dad. You don’t think! But you’re
right. I don’t need to peep in on your hottie daughter
anymore. Especially not when just the other night I
had her mouth wrapped around my cock!”
Troy laughed to himself as he heard Peter let out a
frustrated sigh.
“I would appreciate it if you did not speak about
Taylor in that way around me!” snapped Peter. “Have
some respect!”
“Just messing with you, dad!” laughed Troy and he hung
up.
God, this was fun! Troy chuckled as he walked back in
the house. He looked at the time. It was a Friday
night and in a couple of hours he was going out to a
party. He had a date with Stacey Micetti, one of the
hottest girls in his class.
He knew he would get lucky tonight. Stacey was not
only a dark-haired hottie with a sweet body, she had a
reputation for being a slut. He knew it wouldn’t take
much to get into her pants.
-= Chapter 7=-
Taylor woke to the sound of the ring tone on her
phone. It was Katy Perry singing her song “Fireworks”.
She looked at the time. It was 7:30 p.m. Who would be
calling her at this time of day?
Her heart leapt into her throat as she looked at her
phone. It was Troy! Sleepily, she answered the call.
“Hello?”
“Hey, cupcake! What’s up? Were you sleeping?”
“Yes, as a matter of fact, I was,“ said Taylor with a
tone of sarcasm. “What are you doing calling at this
time of day?”
“Why do I ever call you?” asked Troy. “You know what I
want!”
“Now?” asked Taylor incredulously.
“Hey, it’s Saturday morning, you don’t have school,”
replied Troy. “And anyway, I have some mean morning
wood! I figured you could help me relieve some
pressure.”
“You have what?” asked Taylor.
“Morning wood! A fucking hard-on, okay?” said Troy
impatiently. “Now you have fifteen minutes to get over
here!”
“Isn’t your mom home?”
“No! She had some business thing she had to go to this
weekend. She’s not home until tomorrow.”
Taylor let out a sigh. “Okay, I’ll be over right
away.”
What a way to start a morning, she thought.
“Before you hang up, I got a request,” said Troy.
“What?” asked Taylor, still shaking the sleep out of
her head.
“Well, the first time I ever spied on you, I saw you
wearing a cute blue skirt and a pair of pink and white
panties. And you also had on white knee socks. Do you
know what I’m talking about?”
“Yes, I do,” said Taylor.
“I want you to wear that outfit. You looked so fucking
hot!” said Troy. “Now hurry! Oh, and come to the back
door today. Don’t want people to see you coming over
here so early in the morning. Don‘t wanna start a
rumour now, do we?”
Taylor heard a click as he hung up. She lay in bed for
a minute and stared at the ceiling. Then she swung her
legs out of bed and walked over to her dresser. She
found her pink and white panties and pulled her skirt
out of the closet.
Within a few minutes she was dressed. Taylor looked at
herself in her mirror. She had to admit, she did look
cute in her blue skirt! Her dad had told her the same
thing several times too. It just kind of made her sick
to know Troy liked it also.
She combed her hair quickly and put it in a ponytail.
Then she sprayed a bit of perfume on herself and
headed down the stairs. Taylor was careful not to wake
up her dad. He always liked to sleep in on Saturdays.
Plus she knew he wouldn’t like it, knowing Troy was
calling her to come over at such an early time of day.
Unfortunately, she knew her dad didn’t have much say
in the matter. He was captive to Troy’s demands.
She made her way to the back door of Troy’s house. As
she rang the doorbell, she heard him yell from inside
the house.
“Come on in! The door’s open!”
She slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
“I’m in my bedroom. Come on up!” he yelled.
Taylor walked up the steps and came into Troy’s messy
bedroom. He was lying on his bed, wearing a pair of
sweats and a t-shirt. She could smell liquor. The
smell seemed to be coming from Troy.
“Have you been drinking?” she asked him.
He gave her a silly grin. “Yeah a little bit. Was out
at a party last night and to tell you the truth, I
haven’t even been to bed yet. I got home, realized I
was horny and called you!”
Troy sat up and looked at Taylor. He made a motion
with his hand for her to turn around in a circle.
“Damn, you look good this morning! That skirt is
fucking hot!” he said, licking his lips. “Lift it up!”
Taylor looked at him, dumbfounded.
“You want me to what?” she asked.
“Lift your skirt up! I wanna see your panties.” Troy
said with a look of anticipation.
“No!” Taylor protested. “I will not do that!”
“Do it, or daddy goes bye-bye!” he snarled. “ And I
want you to say something for me as you do it. I want
you to say, ‘Troy, I wore these panties just for you.
Do you like them?’ “
Taylor gave a deep sigh and, glaring at Troy, she
grabbed the hem of her skirt and lifted it up. Troy’s
eyes widened as he took in the view of Taylor’s pink
and white panties. He saw the little ‘Y’ her thighs
made as they came together at her crotch.
“Troy, I wore these panties just for you. Do you like
them?” said Taylor.
“Fuck,” he said under his breath. “Those are awesome!
Fuck yeah, I like those. You look great, sweetie!”
“Are you done?” Taylor asked sarcastically. She was
blushing deeply with humiliation.
“Yeah, I am,” he said, lying back on the bed. “Let’s
get to some business. Just like the other day!”
He spread his legs and waited as Taylor let her skirt
down and prepared to kneel at the edge of the bed
again. As she reached up to pull his sweats down, he
said, ”Uh, uh! Want you to do something for me first.”
As Taylor looked at him inquiringly, he said, “What I
want you to do is suck me through my sweats. Know what
I mean?”
Taylor nodded as she looked at the large bulge
sticking up from the crotch of his sweatpants. She
wrapped her mouth around the bulge and sucked at it.
The fabric of his pants was dry in her mouth and it
took her a while to get it soaked with her saliva.
The sensation of her mouth around his bulge and his
cock straining through the fabric felt awesome.
“Ohhhhhhhh baby! Yessssssss!” he moaned.
He put his hands in the waistband of his sweats and
pushed them down over his hips. His erect dick sprung
out, almost hitting Taylor in the nose. He wasn’t
wearing any underwear.
“Okay, do your thing, princess!” he said.
Troy closed his eyes tightly as he felt her hand wrap
around the base of his cock and her tongue run along
the shaft. She licked the shaft until it was well-
coated with saliva and then dipped her head down to
take him in her mouth.
Troy arched his back and let out a gasp of pleasure.
His cock was super-hard this morning and now being
inside the moist warmness of Taylor’s mouth was
driving him over the edge.
“Suck it bitch! Suck it!” he gasped. “Don’t stop!”
He looked down to see Taylor’s lips wrapped tightly
around the shaft as it slid in and out of her mouth.
Her small head bobbed up and down, her ponytail
bouncing with the rhythm.
“Oh, and just so you know, if my dick tastes a little
weird this morning, it’s because I fucked Stacey
Micetti last night! Twice actually!”
Taylor suddenly stopped and looked up.
“What the hell?” she exclaimed. “That’s gross!”
“Never mind and get back to work!” Troy ordered.
“Now!”
Taylor felt sick to her stomach as her lips wrapped
around Troy’s rod once more. The idea of him having
his dick inside a girl and then making her suck it,
made her nauseous. Troy was really pouring on the
humiliation today!
She continued to stroke and suck him. Troy ran his
hands through her hair, low moans coming from him.
“My little cocksucker! My sweet little cock-gobbling
princess! Sweet angel-lips!” he was muttering over and
over.
Taylor would pull her mouth back and swirl her tongue
around the head of his cock, before dipping down
again, her lips slipping along the glistening shaft.
She moved her mouth in a circular motion around the
rock-hard shaft. The combination of her tongue and
lips working on him, had Troy on the verge of orgasm.
“Okay, “ he said raspily, “I’m getting ready to cum.
But when I do I’m gonna tell you to stop sucking and I
want you to jerk me off with your hand. Don’t take
your hand off my dick for any reason! Even when I’m
cumming! I’ll tell you when to stop! You hear me?”
Taylor looked up at him and nodded. Oh God, she
wondered. What sick thing has he got up his sleeve
this time?
She kept on sucking and lapping at his hard pole when
suddenly he yelled out, “Okay! STOP SUCKING! I’m ready
to blow! Jerk me off, Taylor! HARD!”
Taylor immediately took her mouth off him and began to
furiously stroke his cock with her right hand. She
felt it go rigid in her hand and a thick stream of
sperm literally shot out from the head. It flew
several inches into the air and deposited itself on
Taylor’s hand and wrist, flowing in gobs down the
shaft of Troy’s penis. Some of the spray even landed
on his thighs.
“Don’t stop!” he yelled. “Keep jerking me off! Milk
me!”
She kept stroking vigorously until his cock stopped
spurting. Troy gave a loud groan.
“Wow! I am fucking drained!”
Taylor gave a look of utter disgust at the mess of
musky liquid clinging to her hand. Troy laughed out
loud.
“What’s the matter? Never give a hand job before?”
“No, I haven’t!” said Taylor.
“Well, the only way to get it cleaned up is get going
with that sweet little tongue of yours!”
Taylor looked at him, her face turned up in revulsion.
“Hey, you dumb cunt,” he sneered. “Just because I
didn’t blow it down your throat, doesn’t mean you’re
gonna get out of tasting jizz! Get to it! Clean it off
your hand and off me too!”
Taylor slowly began to lick at the slimy mess on her
hand, cleaning it off her wrist and from between her
fingers. After she was done that she went to work,
running her tongue up and down Troy’s shaft. She
cleaned all the cum off it and licked the spatters off
his thighs.
Finally Troy told her she was done. She stood up and
straightened out her skirt. Troy sat up on the bed as
he pulled his sweats back up.
“Well I don’t know about you, but I suddenly got a
hankering for some breakfast,” he said. “Maybe some
eggs Benedict with Hollandaise sauce!”
He laughed again. Taylor didn’t see the humour as she
stood near the door, ready to leave.
“May I go?” she asked irritably.
“Yeah,” he said. “Oh, just a minute! Show me those
panties one more time. From behind!”
Taylor turned with her back to Troy and flipped up her
skirt, showing off her panties-clad butt. As she did,
Troy jumped up and gave her a hard slap on the
derriere. She jumped with a start and gave a little
yelp of pain.
“Ha ha! Gotcha!” chuckled Troy. “See you later sweet-
cheeks! Thanks for the early morning hummer!”
Taylor ran down the stairs and out the back door. She
didn’t stop until she got back to her own house.
Looking back at Troy’s house she could see him in the
window of his bedroom. He blew her a kiss. Giving a
small shudder, Taylor turned away. As she came into
the kitchen she could smell the familiar aroma of
Saturday morning waffles.
Ahhhhh, she thought, In spite of all that’s happened
this morning, I am starving!
After a big feed of waffles and peaches, Taylor felt
much better. She decided she would block out the
events of that morning and just enjoy the rest of the
day. Taylor did her morning chores and then her dad
asked her if she would like to go shopping and maybe
to a movie. She could ask a friend to come along.
Taylor phoned up her best friend, Becky, and they
spent the rest of the day at the mall with her dad.
Later that evening, Becky stayed for a sleepover. It
turned out to be a great Saturday.
The rest of the week went fairly well. Taylor had a
couple run-ins with Troy but nothing major. He never
said anything to her. He would just wave or make
obscene gestures. Taylor was able to ignore him for
the most part. Still, during the evenings, she was
always on pins and needles expecting her phone to go
off and Troy to be looking for her to come over.
Taylor’s dad never had any encounters with Troy
either. One morning, Peter found a note on the
windshield of his car that simply read, “Your daughter
sucks cock like a champ!”But other than that, Troy
seemed to leave them alone.
But over at the Woodward household, Troy was keeping
busy. And not in a good way. Troy’s obsession with
porn was escalating. He was constantly watching the
videos he had made of Taylor. And he was beginning to
explore a new, darker, more extreme side of himself.
He had discovered rape porn and it absolutely
fascinated him!
In addition to the rape porn, an older guy who he
chatted with on the internet, NuggettDane, had sent
him an email with links to some movies he said Troy
should download. There was one called, “I Spit On Your
Grave” , another called “Last House On The Left”, and
a couple others.
Troy’s chat buddy said they were great movies and he’d
like them. Troy had watched the movies and the older
guy was right. They were awesome! They really got him
worked up.
Troy was becoming more and more obsessed with rape
fantasies. The concept of forcing a girl to submit to
him, whether she wanted to or not, thrilled and
excited him. He began to wonder what it would be like
to rape a girl. In the past he had coerced girls into
having sex with him. He had sweet-talked and charmed
them or like his situation with Taylor, had
blackmailed them.
But he had never just forced a girl to have sex. Held
her down and tore her clothes off, held his hand over
her mouth so she couldn’t scream. Had never had her
fighting and screaming and crying underneath him as he
fucked her. The more he thought about it, the more he
realized it was something he wanted to try. Troy was
beginning to think that things with Taylor needed to
be ramped up. Sure, he was getting great blowjobs from
her and he couldn’t complain about that. But he knew
the situation had so much more potential!
It was after school on Friday afternoon. Taylor hadn’t
heard from Troy in nearly a week. She had a feeling
she was going to be hearing from him on the weekend
and it filled her with dread. She had just finished
walking Becky home from school, when her phone went
off.
“Hey, cutie! It’s your lover boy!” Troy said. “What
have you been up to all week?”
“You are not my lover boy!” sneered Taylor.
“Awww, I’m hurt,” said Troy playfully. “After all
we’ve been through and you still don’t love me?”
“Just stop with the games,” said Taylor. “Let me
guess, you want me over in 15 minutes?”
“Oh horny, are we? Inviting yourself over now?” Troy
laughed.
“Troy, you know damn well you’re calling me to come
over! So just say it!” snapped Taylor. She had no
patience for Troy’s little head games.
“Yes, as a matter of fact, I am calling you over,” he
finally said. “I had a rough day in school. I figured
what better way to kick off the weekend, than to get a
nice blowjob from my favourite girl?”
“So you want me over right now?” she asked.
“Sure,” said Troy. “I’m almost home myself. I’ll see
you when you get here.”
Taylor ended the call and began walking toward Troy’s
house. She hadn’t been planning on doing something
like this right after school, but hey, maybe if he got
his fix now, he’d leave her alone for the weekend.
That was what she hoped anyway!
She came up the walk to his front door and rang the
doorbell. Troy answered right away and ushered her
inside. Taylor was wearing a pair of white denim jeans
and a pink tank top with the saying, “Divas Rock!”
printed on it.
Troy gave a look of amusement. “A diva, huh? Yeah, I’d
say you’re a diva, all right! My little cock-loving
diva! By the way, I love those jeans. They do a good
job of showing off your ass.”
He motioned for her to follow him and they headed up
to his bedroom.
“You know, Troy, you could be a lot nicer when you
talk to me,” said Taylor. “You just always act like
such a pig and you’re very rude in the things you
say.”
Troy stopped for a minute at the top of the stairs and
gave a thoughtful look.
“Yeah, maybe. You could be right. But then again, my
mom says I should be nicer too and she’s a dumb bitch.
So I guess I probably won’t be listening to her or
you!”
He spun on his heel and walked into his bedroom.
Taylor followed him. He turned around and was facing
her. He pointed to the floor.
“You know the routine. On your knees in front of me!”
Taylor wished she hadn’t worn her white jeans that
day, seeing the state of Troy’s bedroom floor. But she
didn’t want to argue with him so she did as she was
told. Troy looked down at her.
“Today, I want my pants all the way off. I want to be
able to move around,” he ordered.
Taylor reached up and undid the snap on his jeans. She
pulled down the zipper and then tugged on his pants as
they slipped off his hips. As they came down his legs,
he stepped out of them.
“Now take my underwear off too,” he said to Taylor.
She hooked her small hands in the waistband of his
boxers and pulled them down. His erect cock stood at
attention, all six and a half inches of it. For some
reason, Taylor thought, it seemed bigger and more
grotesque now when Troy wasn’t wearing any pants. Troy
walked up closer to her and smiled as he looked down
at her.
“Okay, get doing your magic. If I could do it myself,
I certainly wouldn’t need you here, would I?”
Taylor slowly stroked the base of his cock with one
hand and massaged his balls with the other. One thing,
when he didn’t have pants on, it gave her more room to
work. Her tongue swirled around the head and moved
down the underside of his shaft.
Troy rocked back and forth on his heels, his eyes half
closed.
“Ohhhhhh, yes! Work that tongue!” he whispered softly.
Taylor kept up licking along the shaft and across his
balls, all the while stroking him to full hardness.
She leaned forward and slid him inside her mouth. Her
lips tightened around the head and she slid her mouth
along his whole length. Pulling back, and pausing for
a breath, she did it again.
Troy arched his back and let out a loud groan.
“Yes! Wanna fuck your mouth, Taylor!” he said.
He suddenly wrapped his fingers in her hair, holding
her head in a firm grip. He pulled her to him,
crushing her face against his stomach until her lips
were at the base of his cock and he was completely
buried inside her.
Taylor’s lungs fought to draw in air around the
swollen piece of meat that filled her throat. She
began gagging and choking. Troy was holding himself
inside her, letting the constrictions of her throat
work on him.
Her body jerked and bounced as she tried to pull back
from him. Taylor’s little fists pounded against his
legs. Troy just looked down and laughed, then pulled
his hips back and thrust into her mouth again.
Using her hair like handles, Troy began ramming his
cock back and forth in her mouth.
Taylor made loud gurgling sounds as his saliva-coated
dick drove in and out of her mouth. She was panicking.
What the hell was he doing? He had never acted like
this before! Troy was acting like an animal. The
harder Taylor tried to pull away, the more Troy
tightened his grip on her head. It was hurting her!
Tears streamed down her face.
Troy’s heart was pounding with excitement. He was
doing it! He was raping Taylor’s mouth just like he
had seen on one of his rape porn videos. A feeling of
absolute power washed over him as he watched his cock
move in and out of her mouth. Her struggles were a
turn-on to him. Especially exciting was the feeling of
her throat constricting around his cock every time she
gagged. It felt as if she were milking him.
Tears ran down her face and she was turning a bright
shade of purplish-red as she fought for air. Her blue
eyes were as big as dinner plates.
Troy’s hips slapped against her face as Taylor
screamed around the thick cock that filled her mouth.
Troy moaned deep in his throat as he felt his balls
start to tighten. He was ready to fill her throat with
thick, hot cum, but just as he began to spurt in her
mouth, he yanked himself out.
He jerked himself off hard, spraying cum right into
Taylor’s face. She didn’t even have time to react as
the sticky jizz blasted across her cheeks and nose and
into her eyes.
“FUCK! YEAHHH!“ Troy yelled.
“EEEEWWWWWW! TROY!” Taylor cried. “WHAT ARE YOU
DOING?”
Taylor was trying to wipe the gooey mess away from her
eyes as tears ran down her cheeks.
“Wh-what the hell is wrong with you? You almost ch-
choked me to death!”
She heard a click and then realized Troy was standing
there with his phone, taking a picture of her face.
"Hold still!” he said. “I want a couple more!”
After snapping a couple more pics, he set his phone
down and walked behind Taylor. She tried to turn to
see what he was doing. He grabbed a handful of her
hair and used it to wipe his cock clean. Then he
tossed a box of Kleenex to Taylor as he pulled his
underwear back on.
"Here! Clean yourself up!” said Troy.
Taylor took some tissues and wiped her face clean. She
could feel her hair matted together on the back of her
head where Troy had wiped himself.
“What the hell is the matter with you?“ sobbed Taylor.
“You were choking me, you idiot!“
“Yeah! Duh!” sneered Troy. “Said I was gonna fuck your
mouth and that’s what I did! What’s wrong? You didn’t
like my face painting?”
“That was gross!” Taylor cried.
“Gotta say, you look pretty cute with a face full of
cum!” Troy laughed.
“A-a-and what do you plan to do with those pictures
you took?” she asked.
“Just let me say, it’s my insurance,” explained Troy,
“for you to keep your mouth shut! I do already have
the video of you and your dad, but hey, a little more
never hurts.”
“You’re so sick!” Taylor spat.
“Yeah, whatever!” Troy scoffed.
Taylor stood up and brushed herself off. “Can I go
now?”
Troy sat down on his bed. “Yeah, sure. I’ve had my
fun. But hey, I want you back tomorrow afternoon.”
Taylor glared at him. “Tomorrow? Why so soon again?”
“What does it matter, slut? I told you from the
beginning of this, you come when I call you, no matter
what!”
“I had plans for tomorrow,” complained Taylor.
“Then you change them,” said Troy. “My mom is gone all
day tomorrow, I have the house to myself. I want to
take advantage of that.”
Taylor rolled her eyes. “Okay, I’ll be over after
lunch. But you better not do again what you did today!
That was ignorant!”
Troy chuckled. “I thought you were having fun. I’ll
try to behave myself, okay? Oh, and I want you to wear
that sexy little pink skirt again, with knee socks!
Fuck, you look good in that!”
“Same panties?” asked Taylor with a note of disgust in
her voice.
“Nahhh, that don’t matter,” said Troy.
He watched as Taylor turned and left the room. He
heard the door slam as she left the house. Troy
retrieved his video camera from its hiding place. He
took it over to his computer and quickly downloaded
the video footage he had just filmed.
Troy stroked his cock furiously as he watched the
footage of him ramming his cock between Taylor’s jaws.
It was awesome! He couldn’t wait until Saturday
afternoon.
Taylor headed straight upstairs to her bedroom when
she got home. Thank God, her dad wasn’t home yet. He
wouldn’t see her tear-stained face and her messed-up
hair. What had just happened at Troy’s house, was very
disturbing to her. He had acted like some kind of
monster, uncaring and depraved.
Taylor could still feel where the hard head of his
cock had hammered at the back of her throat. She had
never been so scared in all her life. She wasn’t sure
if she could go back there again, but she knew, for
her father’s sake, that she had to. But Troy seemed so
weird all of a sudden, or at least weirder than he had
been. Taylor wasn’t sure if she could trust him
anymore.
She stripped off her jeans and shirt and put on her
bathrobe. She padded down the hallway to the bathroom.
Taylor slid her panties down off her legs and removed
her bra, then stepped into the shower. The hot water
of the shower felt good as she washed Troy’s filth out
of her hair.
After her shower, Taylor put on a pair of jogging
pants and an over-sized sweater. She just wanted to
relax and bum around the house. She watched some
television and then started making supper.
Around 5:30 her dad got home from work. He gave her a
kiss on the cheek as she was setting the table for
supper.
“Hey, how’s my little muffin?” he asked.
“I’m doing good, daddy,” she replied.
“You didn’t have to see Troy today, did you?”
“No,” she lied. “I haven’t heard from him in a while,
actually. I think he’s been busy.”
“Yeah, I’m sure he’s been busy,” her dad remarked
sarcastically. He thought about the note he had found
on his windshield a few days ago. He hadn’t told
Taylor about that little incident.
They had a pleasant supper and later that evening,
snuggled on the couch together while they watched a
movie. Peter enjoyed the feeling of his daughter’s
body pressed against him and he could feel his cock
growing hard. He was sure she could probably feel it
pressing into her back.
Peter wanted so badly to do something with her, but he
was still rattled by the thought of what could happen
if Troy found out. That boy next door was making his
life very miserable and he hated him for it.
Hopefully, Troy would soon tire of this little game
and leave them alone. But Peter had a feeling that was
not going to happen for a long time yet.
***
Saturday dawned bright and sunny. Peter had to go into
work that morning. He didn’t usually work on
Saturdays, but he was planning on taking some vacation
time and wanted to get caught up on some paperwork
before he left. Taylor was still in bed when he left
and he was extra quiet leaving the house so he didn’t
disturb her.
She woke up around 9 a.m. Taylor had a bowl of cereal
as she watched some Saturday morning cartoons and then
did her morning chores. She was just finishing up as
her phone rang. It made her jump. She sighed with
relief as she saw it was her friend Becky, and not
Troy.
“Hey Taylor, what’s up?” she asked.
“Not much, Becky. How about you?” replied Taylor.
“Are we still on for this afternoon? You know, going
to the mall with Lexie and Larissa?”
“Oh, I can’t,” said Taylor sadly. She thought quickly
of an excuse to tell her friend. “I have to go to my
grandma’s this afternoon. It’s her birthday.”
“Okay,” said Becky. “We’re going to miss you though.
It’ll be fun. You’re sure you can’t come?”
“I’m sure,” said Taylor. “My dad said I have to go.”
“Bummer,” said Becky. “Well, give me a text later,
okay?”
“Yeah, I will,” said Taylor as she hung up.
No sooner had she finished talking to Becky than her
phone buzzed, indicating a text message coming
through. She checked her messages. It was Troy! This
is odd, she thought. He’s never texted me before.
She cringed as she opened the message, wondering what
he was up to this time.
< hey sweet lips! howz my bj princess doin 2day? check
out the pic I sent u >
Taylor looked and noticed that, yes, there was a photo
attachment with the text. She hit “open”. Her mouth
fell open as she saw the pic he had sent. It was him
sitting in a chair with no pants on, showing off his
erection. A caption under the pic read: Willy’s waitin
for a suckin!
Taylor could not believe what she was seeing. She
immediately sent Troy a text reply.
< u r sick troy!!!!!! >
< lol cya later > he replied.
Taylor looked at the time. It was 11:45. Well, she
figured, might as well go and get this over with. Let
him have his fun and then she’d have the rest of the
afternoon to herself.
She went up to her room and changed into the black
skirt and slipped on some white knee socks. She put on
a pink and white “Hello Kitty” t-shirt. After combing
her long hair, she put on a bit of red lipstick and
some perfume. She looked at herself in the mirror.
This should make him happy, she thought.
She walked across the backyard towards Troy’s house.
It was a warm sunny day. Too nice a day to have to
spend time with the neighbourhood pervert, Taylor
mused. But she would go there, do her thing and be
gone!
As she entered his yard, he stuck his head out from
his upstairs window.
“Hey sexy! Lookin’ good! Come on up, the door’s open!”
Taylor climbed the steps to the back deck and came
into the house. She made her way up to Troy’s bedroom.
She looked around at the usual mess. Troy was sitting
at his computer. He was wearing a pair of grey
sweatpants and no shirt.
As she entered the room, he quickly shut off his
computer and got up from his desk.
“Wow, you look sexy!” he exclaimed. “I love the
lipstick! And I’m glad you let your hair down today.
Ponytails are cute but when you wear your hair down
like that, it makes you look so much more grown up.”
Taylor shrugged her shoulders and blushed a little.
“Thank you,” she said quietly. It was a nice
compliment, she figured. It was a change from his
usual piggish comments.
Troy walked over to the bed and sat down. Taylor
couldn’t help but notice his erection. His sweat pants
made it more prominent than when he was wearing jeans.
She didn’t know it but Troy was not wearing any
underwear. He patted the bed beside him.
“Come sit down.” he said.
Taylor nervously sat down beside Troy. She didn’t know
what it was, but something seemed to be different
about him. It made her uneasy.
“What’s the matter? You seem like you’re scared of
me,” said Troy.
“I-I am a little,” replied Taylor. “I don’t want you
doing what you did yesterday. You hurt me.”
“Listen,” said Troy. “I’m sorry about that, okay?
Yesterday, I just kinda got a little too excited, if
you know what I mean. You’re just so awesome, Taylor,
at what you do, and you really get me worked up!”
“Well, please don’t do it again,” said Taylor.
“I won’t,” said Troy. He paused a moment then spoke
again.
“That skirt looks so god damn hot on you. You have
gorgeous legs, you know? Anybody ever tell you that?”
Taylor shrugged her shoulders.
“No, not really. But th-thanks.”
“Well, I’m telling you,” said Troy. “And I want to
spread them!”
Taylor immediately jumped up from the bed and spun
around to face Troy.
“SAY WHAT?” she demanded.
Troy looked her straight in the eye.
“I said I wouldn’t do what I did yesterday, because I
don‘t want a blowjob from you. What I want is to fuck
you!”
Taylor was absolutely floored.
“NO WAY, TROY!” she yelled. “NO DAMN WAY! THAT WAS NOT
PART OF OUR DEAL, AND YOU KNOW IT!”
“Well,” he said with a smirk, “I’m making it part of
the deal and you should know by now, there’s not a
damn thing you and your old man can do about it!”
Taylor tried to back away from him but he reached out
and grabbed her by one of her wrists. She pulled back.
“LET ME GO, TROY!”
He jumped up and pulled her in close to him. She tried
to kick and squirm away but he grabbed her under the
arms. Troy easily outweighed Taylor by at least 50 lb.
He literally picked her up off the floor and threw her
onto her back on the bed. The air was knocked out of
her lungs as she hit the mattress.
“Now you’re getting fucked, bitch!” he snarled.
Troy was on top of her in a flash. She lashed out,
trying to punch and slap at him. He grabbed both of
her little wrists in one hand and pinned her arms down
above her head. His other hand went to her breasts as
he began squeezing and mauling them through her shirt.
Troy ran his tongue along the side of her neck and
across her cheek. He began sucking on her neck as
well. Taylor screamed and cried out, trying to push
him off of her. But his weight kept her pinned firmly
to the bed.
Troy looked down. In the course of struggling, the
skirt had rode up Taylor’s thighs. He had a full view
of her panties. They were white with tiny red stripes.
Keeping her arms held down, Troy pushed his hand
between her squirming legs.
“NOOOOO! NOOOO! STOP IT, TROY!” Taylor shrieked as he
wrapped his fingers in the waistband and yanked up on
them, trying to rip them off her. He felt a small rip
but they held firm. He gave the panties a second yank,
feeling the fabric give a little more.
Damn, he thought. These things are harder to rip off
than I thought! The movies make it look so easy!
He paused for a second and dug his fingers in tighter
around the fabric. He yanked as hard as he could and
this time was rewarded with the sound of cotton fabric
giving way as her panties were violently torn free
from her body. He was also rewarded with a loud
piercing scream from the fighting girl.
Troy quickly pushed down his sweat pants, exposing his
rock hard dick. It was the reason he had worn sweats
that day. So he wouldn’t have to fumble around with
zippers and snaps and such.
Taylor was terrified now, struggling even more as she
kicked her legs uselessly. It was no use. Troy was
simply too heavy. He lay there, enjoying the sensation
of her tight little body squirming and moving
underneath him. Just the way he had imagined a rape
would feel like from watching his movies.
His body was now completely against her and his head
next to hers, breathing heavily into her right ear.
Taylor felt the head of his cock between her thighs,
his hand rubbing himself as he pushed up against her
tiny petal-like pussy lips.
Crying and sobbing, she moved her body as much as she
could, hysterically trying to get away, but with no
effect. He pushed his cock further towards her and she
could hear his laboured breath in her ear, his heavy
body rubbing against her. Troy guided his cock head
with some difficulty in between the lips and against
her opening, with a sigh of pleasure that repulsed
her.
He let go of his cock and pushed her skirt farther up
around her waist. Then he placed his hand over her
mouth. Troy pushed his hips forward slowly. He wanted
to enjoy the feeling of raping her, wanted to listen
to her whimpers as he penetrated her with his dick .
She felt her pussy widen and the horrible ache as the
large cock tried to fit into her tightness.
Taylor closed her eyes, trying to think of something
else and gave up kicking and hammering, exhausted.
Perhaps he would stop if she didn't fight, she
thought. She laid there limp, but realised that Troy
was completely oblivious to her, he just wanted to
rape her.
Troy just lay there for a second, loving the way her
pussy entrance tightly gripped his cock head. She was
like a vise! He pushed further, forcing her to take a
little more of his cock in and pressing against her
hymen. Taylor had heard all the horror stories about
how much it hurt and she gave one last fight as she
cried and squirmed. Then with a long sigh into her
ear, Troy thrust forward, tearing her virginity away
and shoving his cock all the way inside her.
Taylor’s breath was momentarily sucked out of her
lungs as her entire body went stiff. Then a scream
erupted from her throat.
“AAAAAIIIIEEEEEEEMMMMPPPHHHHHHHH!
AAAAIIIIEEEMMMMPPPHHHHHHHH!“
Troy kept his hand clamped over her mouth, his fingers
digging into her cheek.
“You wanna scream? Then fucking scream!“ he growled in
her ear.
Troy’s heart was pounding a hundred beats a minute, he
was so excited. Taylor’s nubile body was twisting and
bucking under him, her vagina clamping down on him as
her body tried to push him out. Her little feet
pounded on the bed. So this was what a rape felt like?
He was loving it!
With his cock all the way inside her, he hugged her
small body against the bed, moving himself for a
better position. Troy pushed his knees against
Taylor’s legs, forcing them wider apart. He pulled his
hips back, feeling his cock scraping along the walls
of her pussy. The friction was incredible! Almost to
the point of being uncomfortable.
He started moving in and out of her tightness slowly,
taking short, slow thrusts. Troy felt Taylor’s vagina
hesitantly begin to lubricate itself, a natural
reaction to protect itself. That, and her hymen blood,
began to make it a little easier to move inside her.
Troy was able to pull back out of her about half-way.
He sunk his cock back into her, his cock grinding
against her and he moaned of pleasure against the
pillow, feeling his cock get even harder. He groaned
loudly, pushing in harder and faster. Her pussy lips
were wrapped around him like a tight elastic band,
squeezing and pulling on his cock.
Each thrust elicited a muffled scream from Taylor. Her
face was red and tears streamed down her cheeks and
ran over his hand on her mouth. Her long hair was
spread out around her face. Each time he drove his
cock into her, her firm body went stiff, then relaxed.
Troy was having the time of his life. Finally living
his fantasy of fucking his cute next door neighbour.
He didn’t want it to end.
Troy had built up a rhythm of hard pounding thrusts.
The room was completely quiet, the only sounds were of
Taylor’s muffled squeals and cries and the bed softly
creaking. Troy looked over at his closet and smiled,
sticking his tongue out.
On the top shelf of his closet was his video camera,
peeking from under a pile of magazines. He had placed
it there prior to Taylor coming over. Being up on the
shelf, it was pointed so it was looking down on the
bed. Troy knew he would be making some truly awesome
video footage!
Taylor had ceased screaming and was now just sobbing
and bawling. Troy took his hand off her mouth and let
go of her wrists. He took both his hands and shoved
them under Taylor, cupping her tiny round ass cheeks.
God, they felt good!
He pulled her body up tighter against him as he
continued to pump in and out. Taylor’s t-shirt had
rode up across her stomach and was bunched up under
her titties. It felt good, his stomach pressed against
the warm, soft flesh of her flat tummy. His balls
began to tingle and Troy knew it was almost time. Time
to dump a load in this sweet, sweet little pussy.
Hammering harder and harder, the sweat began running
down his face. Taylor’s was not the first cherry he
had ever popped, but she was by far the best! The
others had just given it up to him. This one he had
TAKEN! It was a great feeling!
Troy sped up his thrusts, ready to cum inside Taylor.
She sensed what he was getting ready to do and she
began to struggle with renewed energy.
“PLEASE DON’T! PLEASE DON’T! PLEASE DON’T!” she
pleaded.
She dug her fingers into his shoulders and tried to
push him off. It was like a squirrel trying to move an
oak tree. It wasn’t going to happen! In the course of
the rape, Taylor’s body had slid across the bed and
her head was now right against the head board.
Troy gave one last powerful thrust as he buried
himself balls deep in the sobbing girl. He felt the
muscles in his lower back twitch as his cock jerked
and spasmed, shooting its load of hot jizz into her.
“YES!" he shouted.
He twisted and ground his hips against her, as if he
was seeing how far he could force his seed into her.
Taylor’s head struck the headboard and she let out a
cry of pain. At the same time, she felt hot wetness
explode inside her. Troy had came!
He lay on top of her, his cock still inside her as he
tried to catch his breath. Taylor lay completely
still, trying to comprehend what had just happened to
her. She had been raped!
As Troy lay there, he began to suckle on her neck
again. He clamped his mouth down hard, giving her a
huge hickey. Taylor couldn’t even move. She just had
to lay there and let him do it.
After a few minutes, he pushed himself up off her. His
softening dick slid out of her tight hole, making a
farting noise.
“Oh Taylor, that was great!” he said with a huge
smile. “You were awesome!”
“Fuck off, Troy!” she cried. “You r-r-raped me!”
“That’s right and I loved every minute of it!” he
said. “I think you did too. You just don’t want to
admit it.”
“I d-did not!” she sobbed. “You r-really hurt m-me.”
“Well I’m finished with you now, so you can go,” he
said as he pulled up his sweatpants.
Taylor started getting up from the bed. Her legs were
weak and her pussy ached horribly. There were dark
bruises around her wrists where Troy had held her
down. She pulled her skirt back down and her shirt
too.
Troy spotted her torn panties on the floor and picked
them up.
“I don’t think you’ll be wearing these,” he chuckled
as he looked at the crumpled garment. “As a matter of
fact, I think I’ll just keep these as a little
souvenir of our wonderful afternoon together.”
Taylor stood up and staggered a bit until she regained
her balance. She gingerly walked across the room and
down the stairs. Just as she reached the bottom, Troy
came running down after her. He stopped her before she
got to the door. He backed her against the wall.
“You’re gonna keep your mouth shut, right?” he said
threateningly. “Not a word of this to anyone and
especially not your father! Because if you do, well,
you know what will happen!”
“Yes, Troy,” Taylor said quietly. “I won’t say
anything!”
“Okay, because shit will hit the fan if you don’t!”
She went to open the door but Troy stopped her. He
pulled her in close to him and kissed her hard on the
lips. His tongue pushed into her mouth and his hands
cupped her ass again, squeezing her firm little
cheeks.
He let her go as she jumped back from him.
“Just wanted to give you a good-bye kiss, Taylor, “ he
smiled. “See you around, baby-cakes!”
Taylor left the house and walked across the alley to
her yard. Troy watched her. She wasn’t walking very
fast.
Yep, she’ll be walking slow for a couple days, he
laughed to himself. I fucked her hard!
Troy headed back up to his room and pulled his video
camera off the shelf of his closet. Hurriedly, he
downloaded the video onto his computer. He started
watching the footage he had recorded, his cock getting
harder the whole time. At the first scream, he started
stroking himself. Damn! This was golden!
-= Chapter Eight =-
Taylor staggered up the stairs to her bedroom. She
could not believe what had just happened. Troy had
taken things to a whole new violent level. If he
thought he was going to be doing this all the time
now, he was very mistaken, thought Taylor. She was
never going back there again and she would be telling
Troy that!
She stripped off her shirt and skirt and looked at
herself in the mirror. There were dark bruises all
over her upper thighs and on her breasts where he had
been squeezing them. There was a small bit of dried
blood and sperm on her thighs as well. And then there
was the huge hickey Troy had left on her neck!
Her eyes were red and bloodshot from crying. Her whole
body ached. Taylor went to the shower and washed
herself. Then she came back to her room and put on
some pajamas.
Using some makeup, she was able to disguise the
bruises on her wrists and cover up the hickey on her
neck. She didn’t know what she’d do at gym class on
Monday. There was no way she could wear shorts! She’d
have to make up some excuse to get out of class.
Taylor climbed into bed, curled into a little ball and
cried herself into a deep sleep. That was where she
was when her father came home from work a short while
later. He called for her and she didn’t reply so he
went up the stairs to her bedroom.
She sat up with a start as Peter stuck his head around
the corner of the doorway.
“Hey, my little muffin! What’s up? Why are you in
bed?” he asked with a look of concern on his face.
“Oh, daddy, I just don’t feel good,” she said softly.
“I think I picked up a bit of the flu.”
“Awwwww,” said her dad. “That’s no good! Is there
anything you need? Want me to go to the drugstore for
you?”
“No, I’ll be fine,” she said with a smile. “I just
need some sleep.”
“Okay, well you call for me if you need anything.”
Taylor’s dad walked over to the bed and gave Taylor a
small kiss on the cheek.
The next day Taylor felt a little better and she even
went over to her friend Becky’s for the afternoon. She
just wanted to put Troy out of her mind.
A couple more days went by and she neither saw nor
heard any sign of Troy Woodward. Until Tuesday evening
after school when she and Becky were going to the
mall. There was a big sale at one of their favourite
clothing stores and Becky wanted to buy some new
jeans. Taylor wasn’t buying anything but she was just
going along.
They came walking right down the street past Troy’s
house. Taylor realized her mistake, but too late.
“Oh crap, I didn’t want to come this way!” said
Taylor.
“Why not?” asked Becky. “It’s shorter going this way.”
“I know, but then we have to go past...his house!”
Taylor spat with a tone of disgust as she pointed
towards Troy Woodward’s house.
The two girls could see there was some boys standing
on the front veranda. Taylor took Becky by the arm and
they walked to the other side of the street.
“What’s the matter?” asked Becky angrily. “Don’t you
like Troy?”
“No, I don’t!” Taylor replied curtly.
“I think he’s kinda hot,” smiled Becky. “My sister
Bianca talks about him all the time.”
“Well, if you knew Troy Woodward like I do, you
wouldn’t think that. He’s a creep! He looks at me
weird all the time. You know that, Becky! You’ve seen
him watching us when we’ve been in my backyard on the
trampoline!”
“I know, Taylor. But I think it’s kinda cool having an
older boy check us out.”
“It ain’t as great as you think, believe me!”
Becky gave her blonde friend a quizzical look as they
continued down the sidewalk. They suddenly heard a
voice call out.
“Hey Taylor! Hey Becky!”
The girls glanced across the street. They were right
in front of Troy’s house now. He was standing on the
veranda with three of his friends. They saw him
waving. Taylor gave a little wave back and kept
walking.
“What are you girls up to?” Troy called out again.
“Come on! Let’s go!” growled Taylor under her breath
as she looked down at the sidewalk and started walking
faster. Becky had stopped and was turning around.
Taylor grabbed the dark-haired girl by the elbow and
hurried her along.
“Ignore him!” hissed Taylor.
“Okay, okay,” said Becky, catching up to Taylor. “God,
you’re being rude today!”
The four boys stood on the veranda and watched the two
young girls. There was Troy and his three friends,
Paulie, Terrence, and Dylan.
“What do you think?” asked Troy, motioning to Taylor
and Becky. “You guys like?”
“Not bad,” said Paulie. “The blondie has a nice little
ass!”
“You’re fucking right about that!” said Troy. He
continued to stare at the girls as they disappeared
down the street. “She has a very sweet ass!”
“The dark-haired girl, ain’t that Bianca Barrino’s
little sister?” asked Terrence.
“Yeah, it is,” replied Troy. “The blondie is Taylor
Yates. My neighbour across the alley.”
“Seriously?” asked Dylan. “She’s a hottie! You’ve
never told us you had such a hot neighbour. Isn’t she
a little on the young side, though?”
Troy shrugged. “She’s 12, almost 13. Ain’t really that
young!”
“Well, she’s got a pretty sweet body for that age,”
remarked Paulie. “I could certainly get into that!”
“Damn straight,” said Troy. “I wish she was a car. I’d
drive her all over the place!”
The five boys had a good laugh as they all high-fived
Troy.
“You are a crude motherfucker!” said Paulie. “But I
love it!”
Troy smiled to himself. A crude motherfucker, huh?
Paulie, you have no clue how crude I can be!
“So what are you guys up to Friday night?” asked Troy.
“I don’t know. Not much,” said Terrence.
“Why don’t you all come over and spend the night
here?” Troy suggested. “My mom is gone for the weekend
and I get bored being home by myself. We can watch
movies and shit. Paulie, get your big bro to pick us
up some beer and we’ll get wasted!”
“Hey, sounds like a plan to me,” said Dylan.
Paulie nodded in agreement. “Yeah, sure man! We
haven’t done that in a while. Just the boys hangin’
out!”
“It’s on then,” said Troy.
***
That Friday night, Taylor and her dad were sitting
together on the couch watching some TV when he brought
up the subject of Troy.
“So how have things been going with you and Troy?”
Peter asked.
Taylor shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her
bowl of popcorn. She didn’t want to make eye contact
with her father.
“It-it’s been okay,” she said. “He hasn’t asked me
over in a while actually.”
“He hasn’t tried anything...else, has he?” Her dad
queried her sternly.
“NO!” Taylor replied firmly. “He has mentioned it a
couple times but I always tell him that’s not the
deal, and he just drops the subject.”
“Well, that’s good. Just keep telling him that,” said
Peter with a small sigh of relief. If he found out his
daughter had been defiled by that little animal next
door, Peter wasn’t sure what he would do. Taylor’s
virginity was his, and his alone!
“So can I ask what he does make you do?” Peter asked
cautiously.
Taylor shrugged again. “ We just...do...you know!”
“Well, tell me,” her dad insisted. “I’m your father, I
think I should have a right to know. I want to make
sure he’s not being mean to you.”
“He’s not, Dad! He’s usually pretty nice. I just give
him his...you know. And he’s happy.” Taylor was
feeling very awkward. It didn’t seem like a normal
conversation for a daughter to be having with her
father.
“Does he touch you in other places? You know, with his
fingers, like I used to do?”
“No,” replied Taylor.
“Do you, ummmm, swallow for him? He doesn’t shoot in
your mouth, does he?”
Taylor paused for a second. “Yes, he does.”
Peter was also silent for a short time. He shifted on
the couch. What the fuck? he thought. I’m listening to
my daughter talk about a boy coming in her mouth, and
I’m getting hard!
“Have you kissed him?”
“Yes.”
“Has he made you take your clothes off?”
“He made me...show my panties...once,” she said
slowly. “He made me lift my skirt and show him
my...panties.”
“What panties?” asked her dad.
Taylor looked over at him. “What does it matter?” she
asked with attitude.
Peter blushed a little bit. He didn’t want Taylor to
clue in that he was actually asking these questions
not so much to check up on Troy, as he was getting
aroused. He was drawing a mental picture of Taylor
kneeling in front of Troy, licking and sucking on his
erect cock. He realized with a twinge of
embarrassment, it was a turn-on to him. He, himself,
couldn’t get any action from Taylor anymore, so he was
living vicariously through the answers to his
questions.
“I’m just being snoopy,” said Peter. “You don’t have
to tell me.”
“Well, if you must know, they were red and white ones,
okay?”
Peter knew which panties she was talking about. It was
a favourite activity of his when Taylor wasn’t home,
to go through her underwear drawer and look at her
panties and bras. She didn’t know that.
“So who do you like more? Me or him?”
Taylor let out a little laugh. “Daddy, you sound
jealous! I like you more, of course! I hate Troy!”
Peter didn’t want to admit it, but yes, he was very
jealous. His beautiful little daughter, who had been
his for so long, was being stolen away from him. And
he didn’t like it one bit! He let out a little laugh
himself to lighten the mood.
“I’m glad to hear that, muffin. You’ll always be my
favourite too.”
There was a moment of silence where neither one of
them said anything. Then Taylor spoke.
“Dad?”
“Yes, muffin?”
“How much longer do you think I have to keep doing
this for...for Troy? Isn’t there some way we can stop
him?”
Peter took a deep breath to keep his voice from
breaking. He could see his little girl was also on the
verge of tears.
“I-I don’t know, Taylor. I just really don’t know.
He’s a teenage boy, hopefully he’s going to get bored
soon and move on to something else. But it’s really
hard to say. As long as he holds that video over our
heads, I don’t know what’s going to happen.
I want to talk to a lawyer or the police and see if
there is some way we can stop Troy, but there is just
no way I can do it without incriminating myself. Just
try to be strong and if he does anything, and I mean
anything, to hurt you, you need to let me know right
away! Okay?”
“Yes, I will, daddy!” said Taylor with a weak smile.
Too late for that! she thought to herself. She gave
her dad a small kiss on the cheek. She didn’t mention
that she was planning to never go back to Troy’s
house.
***
Over at Troy’s house, he and his friends were also
watching TV. They were watching a DVD Troy had made.
He had downloaded several movies off the internet that
contained very graphic rape scenes. He burned the
scenes onto a disc. Later they were going to watch
some rape porno he had down- loaded as well. The boys
were getting quite worked up as they watched the rape
scenes from “I Spit On Your Grave.”
“That is nasty shit!” said Paulie.
“Yeah, but fucking hot!” said Terrence. “It’d be
awesome to gang-bang a girl like that! Listening to
her scream and stuff. It’d be a blast! As long as you
didn’t caught.”
“So tell me then, guys,” said Troy as he hit the pause
button on the DVD remote. “I wanna ask you a
hypothetical question. IF you could rape a girl and
get away with it, WOULD you do it?”
The boys were sitting in the basement rec room. Troy
was in a big leather recliner, Paulie and Terrence
were stretched out on the two big couches that were
there and Dylan was in another recliner. They were all
slightly drunk and stoned, having nearly polished off
three dozen beer Paulie had brought over. Dylan had
brought a baggie full of weed.
“I definitely would pound some hot cunt if I could get
away with it!” exclaimed Dylan.
“Yeah, I guess I’d do it too,” said Paulie. “I know a
few girls around school who could use a good fucking,
whether they wanted it or not!”
The boys all laughed.
“Now, what if I was to tell you I have done it?” asked
Troy.
“Yeah, right, Woodward!” scoffed Terrence. “Who did
you rape? A sock puppet?”
That elicited another round of laughter.
Troy looked straight at him. Terrence sat up on the
couch as he suddenly realized his friend was dead
serious.
“You mean to tell me...y-you have raped someone?” he
asked incredulously.
“Damn straight, I have,” replied Troy. “And it was
fucking awesome!”
“Who was it?” asked Paulie with a hint of skepticism.
“Anyone we know?”
“As matter of fact, yes. You saw her just the other
day?”
All three boys looked at Troy with questioning looks.
“Taylor Yates!” Troy finally said. “That little blonde
that walked past my house the other day!”
“Your neighbour?” asked Dylan. “That little hottie
from across the alley?”
“I call bullshit!” Paulie scoffed.
“Believe me, I raped her!” said Troy impatiently.
“Right upstairs in my bedroom last Saturday!”
“Was she good?” said Terrence. “Was she a virgin?”
Troy smiled. “Was a virgin, yes! Not anymore! I fucked
her hard, guys. She screamed and cried and everything.
Just like in a movie. It was the most awesome fuck I’d
ever had! She had this little skirt on. I just threw
her on the bed, pushed her skirt up, got her panties
off and slammed her!”
“Shit, that is hardcore!” said Dylan. Troy could tell
from the look in his eyes, that Dylan was getting very
excited. “So how did you keep from getting in trouble?
I mean, aren’t you afraid she might tell someone? Rape
is serious shit! You’d end up in jail if she ever told
the cops.”
“That’s just it!” said Troy. “That’s why I did it! She
can’t go to the cops!”
“Why the fuck not?” asked Paulie.
“Just trust me, you guys. She cannot go to the cops! I
won’t tell you why right now, but sometime down the
road I will.”
“So is that why you’re asking if we could get away
with it, would we do it?” said Terrence.
“Bingo!” yelled Troy. “That is exactly why I’m asking.
You guys got pretty worked up watching this disk. I’m
giving you the opportunity to do it for real! Are you
guys in or what?”
All three nodded in agreement.
“Sure! What the fuck?” said Paulie. “I’ve never said
no to a piece of ass!”
“And I know you want a piece of Taylor’s sweet little
ass!” joked Troy.
“How you gonna get her over here? We gonna do it
tonight?” asked Dylan.
“Settle down, big fella,” laughed Troy. “No, it won’t
be tonight. But I can set it up for tomorrow. And
don’t worry, I’ll get her over here. You guys don’t
have to worry about that. Just make sure your dicks
are ready for some prime fuckin’! Now, I need another
beer and I’ll tell you my plan.”
***
It was a bright and sunny Saturday morning. Taylor was
up early and had breakfast with her dad. He was going
out fishing with some friends and would be gone all
day. Taylor was going to go and spend the day with
Becky after she was finished her Saturday chores.
“When I’m home tomorrow, I’ll take you out for brunch
and we’ll spend the day together, okay?” said Peter as
he kissed Taylor on the cheek.
“Okay, daddy. Have fun!”
She was glad to see her dad going out and having a
good time doing something he enjoyed. He didn’t get a
chance to do that very often.
Taylor was almost finished her chores when her phone
went off. She froze as she saw by the screen that it
was Troy. She had been fearing this. It was a week now
since the rape in his bedroom and she had done her
best to keep it out of her mind. Now all the memories
came flooding back. Well, she thought, it’s just time
to put my foot down and tell him that I am not going
over there!
She answered the call. “H-hello?”
“Hey, Sweet-cheeks! It‘s Sugar-daddy. What’s up?”
“You are not my sugar-daddy and I am not your sweet-
cheeks!” snapped Taylor. “I have nothing to say to
you, you fucking pervert!”
“Hey, hey, hey! What’s with all the attitude? I don’t
need that shit!” Troy retorted.
“Before you even start Troy, I’m telling you right
now. I am not coming over to your house! Not today and
not ever! We’re done! Last week was the last straw!”
There was silence at the other end for a minute then
Troy spoke in a low menacing tone. Taylor had never
heard him speak this way before.
“Listen to me, cunt! I am not asking you to get over
here today. I am fucking telling you! I want you over
here in one hour! You hear me? And if you ain’t, I’ll
be showing a certain little video to the cops and
they’ll be dragging your dad’s sorry ass off to jail.
Then he can find out first-hand what happens to
pedophiles in the slammer. He’ll be learning himself
how to suck dick! You want that to happen, huh?”
Taylor began to cry. She had tried to be defiant, but
she knew it was no use. Troy had all the power.
“O-okay! I-I’ll be there!” she finally said.
“Good! I knew you’d see things my way, not that you
have much choice. Now dress really good for me. You
know, something sexy! Show some skin.”
Fuck you, Troy Woodward! Taylor seethed. “I-I’ll see
what I can do.”
“No seeing,” snapped Troy. “Just do it! And I think
you owe me a serious apology, little Miss Attitude!”
“F-for what?” she asked angrily.
“For calling me a pervert! I think we all know who the
real pervert is in this situation, don’t we Taylor?”
“Y-yes! I am sorry, okay?” she sobbed.
“Well, it’s not a great apology, but it‘ll have to do
for now,” he replied. “We’ll talk about it some more
when you come over.”
“Can I go now?’ asked Taylor.
“Okay, see you later, angel lips!”
Taylor shut her phone off and a couple minutes later
heard it buzz as a text message came through. She
picked it up and saw that Troy had sent her a photo
attachment again too. She could only imagine what it
could be. The text message read:
< hey hottie, take a look at the pic and reply. and
don’t ignore me. U have two mins or daddy goes
byebye!>
Taylor opened the attachment. It was a closeup pic of
the head of his cock. It filled the entire screen.
Taylor sent back a text reply.
<juvenile troy! Very juvenile!>
He sent back a reply. < lol >
Taylor called Becky and let her know she would be late
coming over. She would go to Troy’s if he so insisted,
but she wasn’t letting him do what he did last week.
If he wanted her over there, all he was getting was a
blowjob and nothing else! AND she certainly wasn’t
going to dress sexy!
Taylor went upstairs and found the ugliest pair of
jeans she had. They were some old things she used for
when her dad made her help with yard work. They fit
her like a grocery bag, not showing off any of her
body. And she dug out a baggy t-shirt. The kind she
wore when she was just lazing around the house on a
Sunday. Then she slipped some flip-flops on her feet.
She looked at herself in the mirror. Yeah, here’s your
sexy hottie, Troy, you sick bastard!
She looked at the clock. It was 12:30 p.m. May as well
go and get this over with! But she was sticking to her
guns! Nothing but a blowjob and if he wanted to get
tough, well she could get tough too. She’d kick him in
the balls if she had to.
***
Troy watched as Taylor came across her backyard toward
his house. He frowned as he saw what she was wearing.
You insolent little bitch! he thought. You are
deliberately defying what I told you to do!
He made a mental note that he would have to have a
word with her about that.
But for now, everything was in place! The other guys
had been very enthusiastic about his plan when he told
them about it the night before. Now it was just a
matter of putting it all into action! And it was
perfect that his mom was gone again for the weekend.
They would have the house to themselves for the whole
day!
He opened the door the minute Taylor touched the
doorbell. It made her jump. She wasn’t expecting him
to answer the door so quickly.
“Hey babe, come on in!” he said.
Taylor managed a weak smile and entered the house.
Troy was wearing jogging pants again, she noticed.
Same thing he was wearing last week! But at least this
time he had on a t-shirt. His house smelled of stale
beer and pot smoke. Obviously, he had had a party the
night before.
Taylor wasn’t surprised about that. Troy’s mom was
hardly ever home on weekends, therefore pretty well
leaving Troy to do as he pleased.
“Well, let’s head up to the bedroom,” he said,
motioning towards the stairs.
“No, Troy! I am not going up there just so you can
rape me again!”
Troy put his arm around her shoulders. Taylor felt
herself tense up.
“Relax, okay?” Troy said with a chuckle. “So that’s
why you have all the attitude? You think I’m going to
rape you again?”
“Y-yes,” said Taylor. “I can’t trust you anymore.”
“Last week was a little over the top, I will admit,”
said Troy. “I-I lost control. And I’m sorry that I
hurt you. Really, I am!”
“You didn’t seem very sorry at the time,” Taylor
remarked.
“I’m sorry!” Troy repeated. “I just saw you and you
looked so pretty and...well, I just couldn‘t help
myself. I know it wasn’t part of the deal I made and I
won’t make you do something like that ever again!”
Troy noticed a small smile on Taylor’s face.
“You thought I looked pretty?” she asked. She felt
herself blushing.
“Of course!” said Troy in his smoothest voice. “You’re
a very pretty girl. You always have been!”
“Thank you,” she said timidly.
“So we can go upstairs?” he asked. “Everything’s
good?”
Taylor gave a small nod. “Yeah, everything’s good.”
Troy smirked to himself as he walked up the stairs
behind Taylor. Like putty in my hands, thought Troy.
You ol’ smooth talker. Always puttin’ on the charm!
They walked into his room and sat down on the bed.
Taylor looked around. Troy’s bedroom was no tidier
than the last time she had been there, and if
anything, was even messier.
“So Taylor, why didn’t you dress sexier?” Troy blurted
out right away as soon as they got in the bedroom. “I
did specifically ask you to and I don’t appreciate
being ignored.”
Taylor shrugged her shoulders. She knew it would make
Troy mad and she didn’t really care.
Troy waited for an answer but Taylor said nothing.
“Oh well, guess it doesn’t really matter what you‘re
wearing,” he said. “It’s not gonna be on you for very
long anyway!”
Taylor’s mouth fell open and her eyes grew big.
“What the -” Troy held his hand up and cut her off.
“Uh, uh, Taylor!” he said with a smirk. “Don’t get all
excited! Remember, I said I wasn’t going to rape you
again.”
“Then what the hell are you talking about?”
“Well, I said I will not rape you again and I meant
it. Because this time WE will be raping you!”
He turned his head and yelled out, “Hey boys! Come on
in!”
Taylor’s face went white as she suddenly saw three of
Troy’s friends step inside the room from out in the
hallway. She didn’t know they had been hiding in the
spare room down the hallway.
Taylor’s heart pounded with terror as she suddenly
realized the trap Troy had set for her. She jumped to
her feet in an attempt to run for the door. It was
hopelessly futile, as Troy had his arm around her
waist the minute her feet hit the floor. She felt her
body being lifted right off the floor. She kicked her
legs out, causing one of her flip-flops to fly off her
foot and across the room.
“AAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE! LET ME GO, TROY!” she screamed
out.
Troy swung her around and slammed her down on the bed
on her back. It knocked the air out of her lungs.
Paulie jumped on the bed right away and grabbed
Taylor’s wrists, pinning her arms down. Terrence and
Dylan each grabbed one of her thrashing legs and
pulled them wide apart. They pinned her legs down to
the bed. Troy knelt on the bed, between her
outstretched legs.
“Good work guys! Wanna see her naked now?”
“Fuck yeah, we do!” exclaimed Dylan.
“Go for it!” hollered Paulie.
“Let’s see what that sweet little body really looks
like!” said Terrence.
“All right, here goes!” said Troy.
He grabbed Taylor’s other flip-flop and yanked it off
her foot. He flung it across the room. Then he started
to push her t-shirt up over her tummy and tits. Troy
felt himself growing harder as he looked down at
Taylor’s flat, firm tummy and her chest rising up and
down. Paulie helped him pull the shirt over her head
and down off her arms.
Taylor squealed and bawled as her bra was undone and
pulled off her.
“Nice little titties!” yelled Paulie.
Troy moved up so he was sitting on Taylor’s tummy.
Reaching down, he undid the snap on Taylor’s jeans and
pulled down the zipper.
“NNNNOOOOOO! NNNNNOOOO! GET OFF ME, TROY!” Taylor
screamed wildly.
Troy raised himself up on his knees. He yelled to
Dylan and Terrence.
“Okay, get her pants off!“
Terrence and Dylan each grabbed a leg of her jeans and
together they tugged and pulled them down off her. The
boys hooted and hollered as they saw her firm little
body slowly exposed until she was lying there in
nothing but her panties. She was wearing a pair of
light blue panties with little white stars on them.
Troy hooked his fingers in the waistband and began to
slide them off her hips.
“Tear ‘em off!” said Dylan.
“Hey, that’s fucking harder than you think!” replied
Troy. “I tried that before. They make it look it easy
in the movies. And anyway, I want to save these.”
Taylor tried to squirm and twist as her panties were
removed from her body.
“NNNNNOOOOOOOOO! STOPPPPPPPPPPP!” she cried.
“Wow! Check out that tight little cunt!” said
Terrence, licking his lips. His cock was rock-hard.
The boys all looked hungrily at the little pink slit
between her legs, surrounded by a small triangle of
wispy blonde peach fuzz. Troy, his heart pounding with
excitement, yanked down his sweat pants. He wasn’t
wearing underwear. His erect cock stood straight out,
the head glistening with pre-cum.
“Time for some fun!” Troy smirked. He looked down at
Taylor’s nubile body spread-eagled before him. She
looked up at him with a pleading look, tears running
down her cheeks.
“P-p-please, Troy! D-don’t do th-this!” she begged in
a frightened voice. She was scared like she had never
been in her life. Her whole body trembled.
Troy just ignored her. He just wanted to be inside
this cutie again.
“Ready, princess?” he asked as he positioned his cock
at the entrance to her snatch. Taylor was wide-eyed as
she realized what would follow.
With that last word, grasping both her hips, Troy
lined himself up at her pussy entrance. He pushed
himself into her, as Taylor screamed loudly. She was
dry and his cock pulled and scraped at the walls of
her vagina. He sighed in ecstasy as her tight pussy
contracted around every inch of his cock. Troy slowly
pulled out of her, then thrust in again.
Taylor cried out in pain. Slowly he built up a gentle
rhythm, burying every inch into her, savouring the
feel of her tight pussy. Her back arched, she writhed
and screamed out shrilly as he began to fuck her hard.
“Yeah, that’s it princess! You’re a real little cock-
slut now!” Troy sneered as he laid into Taylor. Her
small body was slammed down into the mattress with
each thrust.
“Fuck, this is awesome!” yelled Dylan. “Bang her, man!
BANG HER!”
“Pound that little cunt!” Terrence cheered Troy on.
Encouraged by the attention he was receiving, Troy
grunted with effort as he drove full-bore into the
girl.
“STOP! STOP! STOP!” Taylor wailed, shaking her head
from side to side.
Sweat ran down Troy’s face as he stroked in and out of
Taylor’s tight little slit. Every thrust was an effort
but at the same time, it felt so good! She was so
tight and warm and moist! He loved the first time he
had fucked Taylor, but this second time felt even
better!
The other boys cheering him on and the crying and
pleading of Taylor made Troy aroused like he had never
been in his life. Between the hard pounding and
Taylor’s cunt gripping his shaft so tightly, it didn’t
take too long for Troy to feel his balls getting ready
to release.
Laying his whole weight against Taylor, Troy dove up
into her. His balls slapped on her inner thighs as his
cock went rigid inside her.
“OHHHHHHHHHH!” he exclaimed as he came inside her.
“FUCCKKKKKK!”
Of all the times Troy had had sex, he didn’t think he
had ever came so hard as he did that time! His cock
jerked two...three...four times, shooting streams of
hot cum into Taylor. She cried out feeling her insides
flooded with Troy’s seed.
He pulled out slowly, looking down at his blood-
streaked dick.
Troy grinned. “You ain’t no little girl anymore,
you’re just a hot little whore and hot little whores
get fucked!”
Troy lifted himself off her and wiped his dick off
using Taylor’s t-shirt.
“Okay, guys! Have at ‘er!” said Troy. He switched
places with Dylan, holding Taylor’s leg.
Dylan had his pants off in record time and yanked down
his underwear. His five and a half inch long hard-on
stood straight up and ready to go! The prospect of
getting to fuck a young hottie like Taylor had him
very excited. His hands were shaking as he climbed on
the bed.
Troy and Terrence held her legs wide apart as he
mounted her, guiding his cock between her pussy lips
with one hand. He pushed in about half way then
grabbed her by the hips. He lifted her ass off the bed
and slammed himself in the rest of the way.
“AAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE! AAAAAAIIIIEEEEEEE!” Taylor
screamed in pain.
“Shut up, bitch and take it!” Dylan growled. “Like
Troy said, gonna fuck you like a slut!”
He lifted her by the ass off the bed and gave her a
couple hard thrusts, pulling out and driving back in.
Then he settled down on top of her, his cock hammering
away at her pussy.
“FUCK!...Ugh!...She...Ugh!...is...Ugh...tight!” he
grunted.
“Bang the little cutie!” yelled Paulie. His own hard
cock was straining at his pants, waiting to be let out
so it could play too.
Dylan ran his tongue along Taylor’s neck and across
her cheeks as he raped her. Her face glistened with
his slobber. Taylor sobbed non-stop as the piggish boy
drove his cock in and out of her.
His whole body suddenly went stiff and he let out a
satisfied grunt as he emptied his balls into her.
Taylor let out a small whimper. Dylan lay there for a
minute, catching his breath. Finally he pushed himself
off the poor girl and like Troy used the t-shirt to
wipe himself clean.
Dylan took Terrence’s place as Terrence quickly yanked
his pants down, exposing a thick six-inch cock. He
climbed between Taylor’s outstretched legs. Not
wasting any time, he guided himself inside her, His
mouth hung open in pleasure as the tight walls of her
vagina wrapped themselves around his cock.
Pulling his hips back he began a solid pounding fuck.
He ran his hands over Taylor’s flat, firm stomach,
enjoying the feel of her soft skin. His hands wrapped
around her budding breasts and squeezed.
“AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!” Taylor squealed in shock. Her
little body was rocked and shaken back and forth as
Terrence rode her.
Troy was getting hard as a rock again already. It was
awesome, he thought, getting to fuck Taylor, but it
was even more of an arousal to watch other guys
fucking her too! All Troy knew, he was definitely
going to be doing this again. This was fun!
Terrence’s buttocks shook and shuddered with the force
of his thrusts into Taylor. The muscles in his neck
stood out as he finally orgasmed. However, he didn’t
cum inside Taylor like Troy and Dylan had. He pulled
out as he got close and began jerking off furiously.
Jizz spurted from the head of his cock to spray all
across Taylor’s stomach.
“Right on dude!” said Dylan.
Taylor screwed up her face as she looked at the slimy
stuff deposited on her. It felt very gross. The room
spun and she was in a state of shock. It was as if she
was in a bad dream and she couldn’t wake up.
She was aware of Paulie letting go of her arms and he
was moving around on the bed. Suddenly she saw him
hovering over her, wedging his body between her legs.
He looked down at her with hunger in his eyes and his
tongue running across his lips. The other boys let go
of her legs and Paulie hooked his arms behind her
knees.
Her legs were pushed back until her knees were against
her chest. Paulie threw his weight forward as he
entered her. He had the largest cock of all the boys,
around seven inches. Taylor let out an involuntary
scream as she felt the thick shaft spread her wide
open.
Paulie pumped furiously into the young girl. He
revelled in the exquisite tightness of her pussy. Her
body jerked and she cried out in pain as he slammed
against her cervix. He threw more weight onto her.
“Don’t like that, huh?” he laughed. “Too fucking bad!
I’m gonna make you hurt!”
"NNUUHHH ... NNUUHHH ... NNUUHHH ... STOP! ... OH GOD!
... OH GOD! ... PLEASE! ... NO! ... NO! ... AAAHHHH
... NNUUHHH ... IT HURTS! ... OH GOD ... IT HURTS!"
Taylor’s body trembled and jerked under the frenzy of
the assault. She kicked her little feet, snapped her
head from side to side, twisted her body uselessly.
Still he pounded relentlessly into her. The other boys
cheered him on.
Finally, mercifully, he came. "YEAHHHHHH!" Paulie
roared as his sperm poured into Taylor’s insides.
“Atta boy!” Troy congratulated him as Paulie pulled
out of Taylor.
“You owned that pussy!” said Terrence.
“Pretty fine fuckin’,” said Paulie, catching his
breath. “Wish I had a sweet little neighbour like
her!”
“Well, I’m hard as hell and I want some more,” said
Troy. He motioned to Terrence and Dylan to roll Taylor
over on her stomach. She looked around in stunned
confusion, wondering what was going on.
“Wha-wha-what are y-you doing?” she sobbed.
“Never mind, sweetie,” sneered Troy. She didn’t notice
him pick up the tube of lube jelly off his dresser.
Troy climbed onto the bed behind her and suddenly
grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling them apart. Taylor
tensed up as she felt something cool and wet squirted
on her anus. Her body jumped as she felt a sharp pain
in her ass and realized Troy was inserting his finger.
The cool, wet stuff was lotion. Taylor squealed in
pain.
“Shut up, cunt!” snarled Troy. He looked down,
watching his fingers slide in and out of her tight
bung-hole. Taylor had never felt so humiliated in her
life. This was the sickest thing Troy had ever done to
her. Then he stopped.
Taylor breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God that was
over, she thought. She didn’t think he would do
anything more to her down there. But she doubted if
she would get away from this without giving him and
his friends blowjobs. Well, she could probably handle
that, if she had to.
She didn’t see that Troy was standing behind her,
smearing lotion all over his hard dick. He smiled and
nodded at the rest of the boys. Terrence and Dylan
grabbed her legs again and yanked them apart. Troy
jumped on the bed and spread her ass cheeks. The head
of his cock pushed at her anal entrance.
Taylor screamed loud and shrill.
“Shut her up!” ordered Troy. “She could get a bit
noisy!”
Paulie looked around and spotted Taylor’s panties
lying on the floor. He picked them up and jammed them
into her open mouth.
Taylor continued to scream around the panties stuffed
in her mouth. She was suddenly realizing with terror,
what Troy intended to do! He was going to ass-rape
her!
Troy dropped his weight down on her as he plunged into
her ass in one vicious thrust. He felt the walls of
her rectum violently tearing as his dick pushed in to
the hilt.
Taylor’s head snapped back and her whole body went
rigid. Her eyes rolled back as her whole face
contorted in an explosion of pain.
“Ohhhh! That hurts, don‘t it?” Troy laughed. “Hang on,
because I am gonna rip your ass open!”
He pulled back out about halfway, his penis streaked
with Taylor’s ass blood and plunged himself in again,
his ball sac slapping against her.
An inhuman sound escaped from Taylor’s throat. Tears
streamed down her cheeks and mixed with a string of
snot that had blown out her nose and plastered itself
against her cheek.
“Yeehawww!” hollered Dylan as he struggled to hold the
twisting, bucking girl down on the bed. “ Fuck her
shitter! Fuck it hard, man!”
“Yeah!” added Paulie. “Just like in that “spit on your
grave movie”. Kill that pretty little ass!”
Troy began steadily driving in and out of her
unbelievably tight ass, sweat beginning to run down
his forehead from the exertion. Taylor groaned from
out around her gag. Her lower body was on fire from
Troy’s cock spreading apart her tight anus. It felt
like a white-hot spear being pushed right up inside
her.
“Oh...uhh...man...uhhh...she’s...uhhh...tight!” Troy
grunted between thrusts. It was the first time he had
ever performed anal sex. He had watched it done in his
porno and rape videos, and had wondered what it would
be like. His internet chat buddy had told him it was
an experience he would never forget. Troy had to
admit, he was right!
The tightness was incredible. Like having his cock
wrapped in a vise! At first, it had been a little
uncomfortable, but now he was having the time of his
life.
Not so much for Taylor. Her whole body shuddered in
agony. She had never experienced such pain! She bawled
and screamed hysterically.
Paulie placed his hand on the back of her head and
pushed her face down into a pillow. Terrence and Dylan
kept holding her legs as Troy raped her poop chute.
As Troy kept up his rhythm he could feel the cum
rising in his balls. He slammed hard into Taylor’s ass
and groaned out loud as he came in her bowels. It felt
awesome!
As he pulled out he had a grin a mile wide on his
face.
“OH! You guys have got to try this!” exclaimed Troy.
“It is the best!”
He wiped himself off on the back of Taylor’s leg.
“Who’s next?” he hollered.
Paulie stepped up. “I wanna try this sweet little
ass!”
“I knew you would!” said Troy, clapping Paulie on the
shoulder.
Paulie positioned himself behind Taylor and began
pushing in to her ass tunnel. He sucked in his breath
the minute he felt her sphincter muscles close around
the head of his cock. He continued to push in deeper.
“Hey, listen to her!” laughed Terrence. “She squeals
like a little pig!”
It was true. Taylor was emitting high-pitched squeals
and screams with her face buried in the pillow. Her
little fists pounded against the mattress.
“Squeal little piglet, squeal!” yelled Paulie as he
began to stroke in and out of her ass. He pinched her
on the ass cheek and she gave a little jump.
The boys laughed and jeered as she continued her
wailing. Paulie pumped and pounded into Taylor’s round
little ass, bouncing her body up and down on the bed.
His fingers were dug into her ass cheeks so hard he
was leaving red marks. Paulie’s mouth hung open as he
gave a last big thrust and spurted a load of cum into
Taylor’s shitbox. As he pulled out a mixture of blood
and cum made a pinkish slime that ran down the crack
of her ass.
“My turn now!” said Dylan. “This’ll be great!”
As he slid into her now well-lubricated arse, Taylor
didn’t even let out a scream. Just an agonized whimper
that sounded like a wounded animal.
Troy reached down and pulled the panties out of her
mouth.
“I think our little whore has quietened down,” he
said.
Dylan had begun hammering away at Taylor’s tight
butthole. He reached underneath her and squeezed and
pinched at her little pink nipples.
He whispered in her ear. “Fuck, girl, you are sweet! A
guy could get used to fucking a little slut like you.
So young and fresh, just made for raping!”
Taylor just lay on the bed, completely still, her head
on the pillow, her eyes staring off into space. Quiet
sobs and whimpers came from her mouth.
As Troy listened, he realized with a satisfied smirk
that he had created a monster. Dylan was getting right
into this whole gang-rape thing!
Dylan breathed heavily in Taylor’s ear as he kept up a
solid rhythm of in-and-out on her ass. His cock being
milked inside the tight confines of Taylor’s poo
tunnel proved too much for him and he couldn’t hang on
any longer. He spurted another load of cum into her
already saturated bowels. As he pulled out, Taylor’s
ass made a farting noise. The boys laughed like little
kids.
“I think we got her full!” Paulie chortled.
“Not yet!” said Terrence as he climbed on the bed.
He guided himself in slowly, enjoying the sensation as
her ass muscles clamped down on him and pulled him in.
Terrence pulled back and thrust in again. He laughed
as he watched Taylor’s little ass cheeks jiggle and
shake.
Terrence began slapping his hand across Taylor’s
buttocks in rhythm with his thrusts. Taylor, who had
been listless, suddenly began to respond. Every time
Terrence would slap her ass, she would cry out.
“Hey! This is fun!” he yelled. “Come on, little
piglet! Squeal for me!”
He slapped her again, leaving a bright red welt across
her cheek.
“AAAOOOOOOWWWWWW! STOPPPPPP!” Taylor bawled.
Terrence carried on, boring into Taylor’s gopher hole.
He held her firmly by the hips, his body slapping
against her loudly.
Taylor prayed it would soon be over. Her insides were
on fire and it felt like soon she would be literally
split in two. Her throat felt raw from screaming. Of
all the things Troy had subjected her to over the past
few weeks, this was the absolute most horrible! She
could not believe this was happening to her.
Terrence pounded at her relentlessly, until he pulled
out at the last minute before he came. He sprayed
slimy jizz all over Taylor’s ass and lower back. He
slipped out of her and collapsed on the bed.
“Wow! Phenomenal!” he whooped. He gave Taylor another
hard slap on the ass as he got up off the bed.
“Thanks, toots!”
“Well!” said Troy. “Don’t know about you boys, but
let’s take a five minute break and then we’ll get into
some more fun! You guys are gonna learn how good this
little tramp is with her mouth!”
-= Chapter 9 =-
The boys took some time out for a bathroom break and
to get a drink. They were all very thirsty. Troy took
a bottle of water to Taylor and gave it to her. She
drank it down quickly. She was still on the bed,
curled up in a little ball. Her body was bathed in
sweat and her hair hung limply down over her face.
Troy turned around to face the other boys.
“So you guys still curious about what it is I have on
Taylor that she can’t go to the cops on us?” he asked.
“Yeah,” replied Dylan. “What the hell is going on with
you and her?”
Troy smirked as he walked over to his dvd player and
hit the “play” button.
“Just have a look at this,” was all he said.
What looked like a homemade video began playing on
Troy’s TV set. It showed a young girl in a bedroom
giving an older man a vigorous and arousing blowjob as
she knelt between his legs. The young girl was naked
except for her panties. The video appeared to be shot
from outside the bedroom, through a window.
“Wow, that’s fucking hot,” said Paulie. “Wonder who
the lucky bugger is getting the blowjob?”
“Ummm, you guys don’t recognize anybody in that
video?” quizzed Troy.
“Wait a minute!” said Terrence suddenly, pointing at
the TV screen. “That’s Taylor!”
“Yep, it is!” said Troy proudly.
“Well, who the hell is she with?” asked Paulie. “Guy
looks old enough to be her...hey!” He turned to look
at Troy. “ Do NOT tell me that’s her old man!”
“Precisely!” announced Troy. “This is a video of our
sweet little whore giving her daddy a most excellent
blowjob.”
“Does her fuck her too?” asked Dylan, excitement
written across his face.
“No! He doesn’t!” stated Troy. “But if you watch,
you’ll soon get to see Taylor do some championship cum
guzzling.”
Sure enough, a couple minutes later the boys watched
as Taylor’s dad came inside her mouth and she hungrily
swallowed all of it. Troy looked over and saw Taylor
had also sat up on the bed and was watching the video.
The look of utter humiliation on her face was
priceless!
So this was the famous video that Troy was holding
over her and her father’s head! Taylor was both
mortified and aghast at how Troy had managed to invade
her privacy in such a sick manner. It made her feel
sick to her stomach! And she realized that if Troy
ever did go to the police with such a damning piece of
evidence, her father would go to jail for a long, long
time! He would have absolutely no defence against
something like this. No wonder Troy was so cocky and
arrogant. He had them right where he wanted them, and
there was no escape for either her or her father!
Taylor lay back on the bed and began to quietly sob.
“Holy shit!” exclaimed Paulie. “How did you get this?”
Troy smiled. “Let me just say, I was in the right
place at the right time!”
“Her old man is molesting her? That’s some sick shit!”
said Terrence. “Some one needs to kick his ass!”
“Why?” scoffed Troy. “I have this video and I can make
him do whatever the hell I want! That’s way better
than having his ass kicked.”
“So he knows you have this and you’re blackmailing
him?” asked Paulie.
“Yep,” replied Troy. “I made a little arrangement with
him that his little whore daughter comes over here and
services my cock ANY time I want it! If she doesn’t, I
go to the cops and he goes bye-bye to the state pen!”
“That is wild shit!” said Dylan.
“But, as great as they were, I got bored with just
blowjobs! So I decided to up the action a little bit.
I popped her cherry, which I did right there on that
bed, and now here we are, boys!”
“You are a piece of work, Woodward,” said Dylan,
giving him a high-five. “And I love it!”
“Well now you guys are gonna find out, this little
honey, she sucks cock like you wouldn’t believe!” said
Troy. He walked over to the bed and grabbed Taylor by
the arm. He pulled her roughly onto her feet. She
wobbled and staggered. Her legs were weak and she was
still in a lot of pain from the ass-raping she had
just received.
“G-get away fr-from me, Troy!” she feebly protested.
“What’s the matter, buttercup?” he asked as he
supported her with a hand around her slender waist.
“We’re almost done with you. But I have one more job
for you. You’re gonna do for my friends what you been
doing for me. Give us all a nice little dick-suck!”
Troy sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her
down onto his lap.
“But you’re gonna do it in a certain way,” he
explained. “We took your pussy and ass without you
having much say in the matter. But this is gonna be
different. You are gonna beg us to let you suck our
cocks! And you’re gonna do a good job too. If I think
you don’t sound sincere enough, you go back on the bed
and we take another ride on your ass! You understand?”
Taylor gave a little nod.
“Good!” said Troy. “Now the first person you’re gonna
do, of course, is me! I want you to tell me how much
you like my cock and I want you to tell me you’re
falling in love with my cock! And do it like a sexy
little slut.”
He pushed Taylor off his lap and she kneeled in front
of him. She reached up and began to slowly stroke his
erect cock as he leaned back on the bed. Taylor looked
up at him.
“I-I really want your cock in my mouth, T-Troy. Your
c-cock tastes g-good and I want to suck it. W-will y-
you let me?”
She cocked her head to the side and bit her lower lip
as she continued to softly stroke him. Troy felt
himself getting harder.
“Tell me more,” whispered Troy. “You’re doing good.”
“Your c-cock is so awesome, T-Troy, you know I think
I’m falling in love with it.”
Tears began to run down her face as she said these
things. This was all very humiliating. For Troy, it
was immensely arousing to hear her talk like that to
him.
“My cock is falling in love with you, princess,” said
Troy. “I’ll let you suck it, okay?”
Taylor looked up at him and smiled weakly. Troy laid
back on the bed and Taylor proceeded to run her tongue
along the underside of his shaft. She swirled her
tongue around his cock, getting it coated in saliva.
She raised herself up as she wrapped her lips around
the head and sucked it into her mouth. Her hand
stroked the base of his cock.
The other boys watched wide-eyed as Taylor wrapped her
mouth further around Troy’s cock and displayed her
admirable cock sucking abilities. She had one hand
wrapped tightly around the base of his shaft, with her
mouth encased around the head and was bobbing her head
up and down at a fervent pace. The sounds of her
slurping loudly on Troy‘s meat stick was getting them
very turned on. Her other hand massaged and played
with his balls.
Troy suddenly grabbed the back of Taylor's head and
pushed her mouth farther down on him
"Suck my cock, Taylor. Take that cock all the way down
your throat, yeah," said Troy. “Remember you’re my
little knob-gobbling princess. Do me proud!”
Taylor gagged a bit as she felt Troy’s cock hit the
back of her throat. She stopped for a minute to adjust
her breathing and continued working her mouth up and
down on him.
"Oh shit! Oh, fuck-fuck-fuck!" he said repeatedly as
he wrapped his fingers in her hair.
He thrust his hips up into her face and exploded into
the back of her throat, filling her tummy with hot
white jizz and pulling out fast enough to shoot the
remainder of his wad directly across her pretty face.
"Fucking-A!" Paulie remarked at the display. "That was
awesome!"
"I told you she was good!“ said Troy as he sat back up
and pushed Taylor away. He threw her some Kleenex to
wipe off her face.
“I wanna be next!” said Paulie excitedly as he walked
up to Taylor, his erect cock jutting out.
“Okay, first I wanna tell you guys something,” said
Troy. “We’re gonna play a little game.”
Troy picked up Taylor’s blue and white panties off the
bed and waved them in the air.
“I want to see who can go the longest before they cum.
And you can’t make Taylor stop or anything to make it
last longer. Once she starts sucking you, you have to
use your own self-control. Winner gets these panties
as a souvenir!”
“Don’t you want them, Troy?” asked Dylan.
“Meh, I already have a pair from the first time I did
her. I’ll let one of you have these ones.”
“All right!” Terrence whooped. “I can beat you other
two losers!”
“I don’t think so,” scoffed Paulie. “Those panties are
mine!”
“I’ll time you guys,” said Troy. “Clock starts the
minute she touches your dick!”
Paulie looked down at Taylor kneeling in front of her.
She had been listening to Troy explain the rules of
his sick little game.
“I believe you’re supposed to be doing some begging?”
asked Paulie with a sneer. “I wanna hear you tell me
how bad you want to suck it!”
Taylor looked up at him and began to speak. “W-will
you allow me to suck your cock? I love to s-suck cock
and I want to suck yours so, so bad. I’ll even swallow
for y-you.”
She ran her hands up and down on the front of Paulie’s
thighs.
“Kiss it first and I’ll think about it,” Paulie
replied.
Taylor wrapped her small hand around Paulie’s thick
shaft, so just the head was peeking out. She leaned
forward and kissed the tip softly.
Paulie smiled, watching the little 12 year-old hottie
press her lips to the head of his cock.
“Yeah, Taylor. I’ll let you suck my cock. But you do a
good job, you hear?”
Taylor gave him a fake smile. “I promise you I w-
will.”
It was the first time Taylor had actually had a good
look at Paulie’s dick. She was surprised at the size.
It was bigger than Troy’s. Paulie was only a teenager
and yet he was about the size of her father.
Taylor began to lick at it, running her tongue along
the entire length.
“Okay! Clock’s running!“ Troy informed Paulie. He was
using the stop-watch app on his cellphone.
Paulie ordered to Taylor, "Put it in your mouth, slut,
and don’t take your lips off until I cum down your
throat."
Taylor did as she was told and slipped his young cock
in her mouth and started to suck it. The blonde-haired
boy moaned and grabbed her head with both hands. He
started to pump it into her mouth.
"Yeah, you slut, take my dick. Take it all down!"
He started to fuck her face faster and harder, his
entire cock disappearing into her mouth, his balls
slapping her chin. Taylor gagged a little and Paulie
only went faster. He was loving this! The other boys
cheered him on.
“Fuck that throat! Choke her!” yelled Dylan.
“Give it to ‘er good!” hollered Terrence.
“Suck, suck, suck!” chanted Troy. “What a little cock-
whore!”
After about five minutes, Paulie could feel the
pressure in his balls rising. Damn! He thought. I
can’t cum yet! I wanna win those panties!
But his balls didn’t care about any silly contest. He
tried to hold back but it was too late. He let out a
deep moan and exploded into her mouth without warning.
"Swallow it bitch. Every single drop!" he yelled.
Taylor didn’t expect so much cum and she fought to
swallow it all. She coughed and a bunch dribbled out
of her mouth and down her chin. Paulie pulled out of
her mouth and pushed her away.
“Yeah. She’s a good little cum-drinker, Troy. Her
daddy taught her well.”
“I got you timed at 5:38, Paulie!” said Troy. He
looked over at Terrence. “That’s the time for you to
beat!”
Taylor crawled over to Terrence and began stroking his
cock for him.
“Are you going to let me suck your cock too, Terrence?
It’s so nice and hard. It w-would feel good in m-my
mouth. Your cum would taste g-good too.”
“Yeah, I’ll bet you want my cock in your mouth, you
little tramp! Do something for me first.”
“What-what do you want?“ she asked.
“Rub your tits on my dick!“ he ordered.
Taylor began to rub against Terrence’s cock with her
small round tits. Terrence let out a sigh as he felt
her tiny nipples rub across the head of his cock.
“Mmmmmm, feels good, girlie,“ he said.
“So, may I suck your cock, please?“ Taylor asked
again.
“I guess so,” he said. “I will allow you.“
Taylor leaned in to begin licking on Terrence’s cock.
Suddenly Troy grabbed her by the hair and yanked her
head back.
“Hey!” he snapped. “Where’s your manners, Taylor, you
fucking skank? Boy says you can suck his dick, you say
thank you!”
“I-I’m sorry, Troy!” squealed Taylor, grabbing at his
hand pulling on her hair.
“OOOOWWWWWW!”
“Don’t apologize to me! Apologize to him! Keep it up,
cunt , and we’ll widen that ass of yours a little
more!”
Taylor looked up at Terrence with tears running down
her cheeks.
“I’m-I’m sorry, Terrence, th-thank you for letting me
s-suck your d-dick!”
“It’s all right,” he said. “Just get to it now!”
Taylor started stroking his cock and kissing the head.
“And the clock is on!” said Troy.
Taylor ran her lips along Terrence’s shaft and up over
the head. Her tongue swirled around it coating it with
saliva. Her lips formed in a perfect little “O” as she
slipped her mouth over his cock.
“Holy shit!” gasped Terrence! “Where did you learn to
suck dick, girl? You are amazing!”
Taylor’s mouth moved back and forth on Terrence and
she continued to stroke him with her hand at the same
time. After a little while she pulled back and licked
around the head, flicking her tongue around his pee-
slit. Then slid him back in her warm, wet mouth again.
Terrence’s mouth hung open and beads of sweat formed
on his forehead.
“What’s the matter, Terrence?” asked Dylan. “Having
trouble? You wanna cum?”
“Just shut the fuck up!” he snapped impatiently. “I
gotta concentrate!”
He closed his eyes as he felt Taylor moving her mouth
in a circular motion around his cock. His hips rocked
back and forth and he held Taylor by the head.
“Mmmmm, girl, slow down!” Terrence said.
“Uh, uh,” Troy said wagging his finger. “That’s
against the rules, Terrence! She can go as fast as she
wants. You’re the one who has to hold back!
“Goddamn it!” he yelled. “I can’t “
He began thrusting his hips harder in and out of
Taylor’s mouth.
“AAAACCCKKKKKKK!” she gagged as his cock banged
against the back of her throat.
Terrence threw his head back as he let his load go.
“Fuck it! Gonna fill you up, bitch!”
A thick wad of cum splashed across the roof of
Taylor’s mouth and down her throat. She tried to
swallow but choked and coughed. Some oozed back down
her chin.
“Well, you did better than Paulie!” said Troy. “ 6:02
is your time!”
“Right on!” said Terrence, pumping his fist.
Taylor was on her hands and knees, trying to catch her
breath. Her jaws ached from the exertion of giving
blowjob after blowjob. But she knew, she had one more
to do.
Dylan walked up, stroking his cock into hardness.
Taylor looked up. At least his dick wasn’t as big as
the others.
“You know what you need to do,” he sneered.
“Hi D-Dylan. May I suck y-your bi-big cock. Fuck my
pr-pretty mouth, please?”
Taylor thought if she turned on the sexiness, maybe it
would get him extra horny and he’d cum faster. Then
she’d be done.
“You really want me to fuck your mouth?” asked Dylan.
The excitement in his voice was palpable.
“Y-yes,” said Taylor, rubbing her hands up and down
his legs as she knelt in front of him. “I really want
your hard cock in my mouth! I love cocks so much.”
She looked up at him and ran her tongue across her
lips.
“Oh yeah, you can suck my cock, baby.”
“Thank you,” she said.
Taylor wrapped her lips around the head of his cock
and slowly began stroking the shaft.
“Time’s running!” yelled Troy. “Who is gonna win the
panties?”
After sucking on the head for awhile, Taylor took her
tongue and slid it along the length of Dylan’s cock.
She pushed it up so she could also lick along the
underside, running her tongue along the little vein
down the center. Opening her mouth wide, she slipped
his cock inside in one gulp. She pulled back as she
felt it hit her throat and then slid her mouth down it
again.
Dylan’s mouth hung open as he watched his saliva-
slicked shaft disappear between her lips. Her hand
massaged and gently squeezed his balls.
“Sheee-it!” he exclaimed. “This is awesome! Fuck, your
mouth feels good!”
He grabbed a handful of her hair and jammed her mouth
down hard on him. The sandy-haired boy, slammed his
hips up into her face. He felt the head of his cock
hit her throat. Pulling back, he did it again. Taylor
made gagging and choking sounds as she struggled.
He increased his rhythm, his balls slapping on her
chin. Her eyes grew big and her face turned red as she
fought for air. Dylan continued on, oblivious to
Taylor. All he was concerned about was driving his
cock in and out of her soft mouth.
“How am I doing?” he called out to Troy.
“Keep it up, man! You just hit the 5 minute mark. You
have to beat 6 minutes!”
Taylor tightened her mouth around him and swirled her
tongue around faster.
I’m gonna make this asshole cum whether he wants to or
not! She said to herself.
Dylan felt what she was doing and cursed under his
breath. He knew he couldn’t tell her to slow down. His
balls were responding to the increased arousal of his
dick. Taylor grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to
her. She took a deep breath and allowed him to push
his cock right into her throat. “OHHHHHH YEAHHHHHH!”
he shouted.
His cock could take no more stimulation and his balls
released involuntarily.
“NO! NO! Not yet!” Dylan cried out. He pulled back,
his dick slipping out of Taylor’s mouth and spraying
her directly in the face. Slimy spatters of cum shot
across her cheeks and nose. Some even got in her eyes.
“OHHHH! Damn!” laughed Troy.
“What? What was my fucking time?” asked Dylan.
“5:59! You were just short, man! Terrence had the best
time. He wins the panties!”
“Fuck!” spat Dylan. “I was doing so good too.”
Terrence plucked the panties away from Troy’ hand. He
put them up to his nose.
“MMMMM! They smell damn sweet too! I’m gonna get these
babies framed!”
“She was awesome,” said Paulie.
“It’s not quite over yet, though,” said Troy with a
mischievous grin. He held up a digital camera.
“You guys didn’t all notice but I was taking some
awesome pics while you were all getting your dicks
sucked. I got some great additions to my collection.
Even got some pics of Taylor getting her facial just
now.”
“What collection?” asked Paulie.
“Ohhhh, I’ll show you later,” said Troy. “But, first
we’re gonna take a few more. With Taylor as our
model!”
Taylor was pulled up to her feet and taken into the
bathroom off Troy’s bedroom. He made her shower and
wash the dried blood and cum off her. After that, he
had her blow-dry her hair. He went to his mom’s
bedroom and got some lipstick and make-up. He made
Taylor put it on and make herself look sexy.
Then she was brought back to the bedroom and told to
get on the bed again.
“Pl-please don’t hurt m-me anymore,“ she pleaded to
Troy.
“Ahhhh, don’t worry. We’re all cummed out. We had our
fun!“ he replied. “But you did good. I’m getting you
trained as good little whore! Your dad would be
proud!“
Taylor felt sick listening to Troy talk. That’s all he
thought of her? As a whore?
Over the next little while, she was forced by Troy to
pose for pictures. He made her lay on her back and
spread her legs as he took pics of her pussy.
Just like in a porno magazine, he made her stick her
fingers inside herself and spread her pussy lips
apart. He had the boys pose on the bed with her and he
made pics of her giving simulated blowjobs and hand
jobs.
He put her on her hands and knees and took pics of her
from behind. He held her on his lap, his fingers
inside her and his tongue licking at her tits as he
had Paulie take pics. Actually he had all the boys
pose with her on their lap.
Finally he was done. “Well, Taylor, I’m happy to tell
you, we’re finished with you. You’re free to go. But
of course, you know that your mouth will stay shut.
For daddy’s sake of course!”
“Yes, I won’t tell anyone,” she said with an air of
resignation. God, how she wanted to see Troy in the
back of a police car! Him and all his friends!
Before she was allowed to get dressed again, Troy made
her go around and give each of the boys a big sloppy
kiss on the lips and tell each one, “Thanks guys for
the great fuck and letting me suck your dicks.”
Taylor didn’t even protest. Her spirit was broken. She
just wanted to get al the humiliation and degradation
over with and go home.
Troy tossed her her clothes and told her to put them
back on.
“Hey! I want that!” snapped Paulie as he spotted
Taylor picking up her bra off the floor. He snatched
it from her.
Taylor slipped on her pants and t-shirt. She started
walking unsteadily out the bedroom. Her petite body
was still racked in pain from the abuse she had
received and her insides ached horribly. Her arms and
legs and ass were covered in bruises. Troy took her by
the arm.
“Here, I’ll walk you to the door, princess,” he said.
They got to the bottom of the stairs and he was just
going to open the door, when he pushed her up against
the wall, his hand around her throat.
“You were a great fuck today, Taylor! Just want you to
know, me and my friends will be doing this again! Now
where’s my apology for defying me earlier?”
“I-I’m s-s-sorry! I w-won’t do it a-again!” Taylor
sobbed. “Let me g-go. Y-you’re hurting m-me!”
“Fucking right, you won’t do it again! You will never
disobey any of my orders again! When I tell you
something you will listen!” snarled Troy.
“The next time I tell you to dress sexy, you fucking
dress sexy! I like you to show off your body! As a
matter of fact, I want you to go out and get some sexy
clothes. Some really short skirts and dresses. Make
sure they’re tight too! And maybe some really slutty
underwear.”
“B-but my dad- he won’t let m-me buy th-that kind of
st-stuff!”
“You know what?” said Troy as a devious grin crept
across his face. “You tell your old man, he’s gonna be
the one to buy it for you! His little daughter is a
slut and I want you to start dressing like one when
you come over!”
He clamped his mouth down on hers and slipped his
tongue between her lips. He pulled her body tightly to
his, feeling her small breasts crush against his
chest.
Finally he let her go. He opened the door and motioned
for her to leave.
“See you later, honey-buns,” he said as he smacked her
bottom. “Go home and get some rest! And by the way,
thanks! It was a great time!”
Troy smiled as he watched Taylor make her way slowly
back towards her home. Yep, life was pretty damn good!
He went back up to the bedroom where his friends were
waiting for him. Troy walked over to the closet. He
reached up and took the video camera from its hiding
place.
“What the fuck?” asked Terrence. “You were filming
us?”
“Damn straight,’ answered Troy. “I got some great
footage too! More to blackmail that little cow and her
daddy with. I can make her look like the biggest slut
in town if I want!”
“Awesome!” said Dylan.
“Not only that,” added Troy. “I have every session of
her coming here to suck my dick on video too. And the
night I popped her cherry!”
“Woodward, you are a piece of shit!” laughed Paulie.
“Ain’t I though?” chuckled Troy. “You boys got
anything else to do this afternoon, or do you wanna
watch some video?”
“Video!” exclaimed Terrence.
“Okay! Video it is, but let us retire to the basement
where we can watch in comfort!” said Troy.
THE END (FOR NOW, hahaha)