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‘Mum it’s not fair! He keeps staring and trying to touch me!’
‘Don’t be ridiculous dear,’ her mother said, fumbling with her handbag. ‘You know how Stan likes to flirt. He’s just playing with you. Why on earth would a fifty-something guy be interested in a 21-year-old? Especially one who dresses as drab as you. You should make more of an effort Melanie, then perhaps you’d get a little more action.’
Melanie looked aghast. ‘Oh, my God! I can’t believe you just said that! You know I’m saving myself. And anyway, my music is far more important; I’ve got my audition next week for the orchestra, and I need to practise; “Action” will have to wait.’
Her mother sighed in exasperation. ‘That clarinet will be the death of you. You’re blond, beautiful, have tits and a figure to die for. You’re a walking wet dream, and yet you hide it all away beneath baggy sweaters and frumpy skirts. You should show a little flesh like your mother, dear. How do you think I got Stan?’
‘By dressing like a whore? No thanks mum, you’re welcome to him, and to all the other pervs that drool over you.’
Melanie’s mother snatched her handbag from the chair in annoyance and slammed the door behind her. Mel knew that her mother was gone for the day, and she wrapped her arms around herself for comfort. She was alone with Stan and knew what to expect. This was the first time she had broached the subject of Stan’s unwanted attention with her mother and had expected things to have gone better. Things were becoming intolerable, and she knew her closely guarded virginity was in increasing danger, as much by her rising passions as by Stan’s attention.
Stan was still in bed, and she padded silently up the stairs in her nightdress, careful not to wake him. She pushed open her bedroom door to find Stan sitting on her bed naked, save for a pair of boxer shorts, a smirk on his face and an impressive bulge between his legs.
‘Melanie Mellons, I’ve been waiting for you. I thought that perhaps you were in the bathroom making yourself beautiful for me, but no, you were downstairs telling tales to your mother.’
‘Don’t use my name like that it’s perverted, and when mum finds out how you touch me, she’ll throw you back into the gutter where you belong.’ Spat Melanie, conscious of her state of undress and her heavy breasts wobbling beneath her nightie.
‘Melanie, your mother is a cock-hungry whore who doesn’t give a toss about you. Now, why don’t you throw that disgustingly plain nightdress in the bin and show me that delicious body of yours.’
‘I hate you!’
‘And yet you’ll strip, or that nice Mr Jenkins who’s conducting your interview next week, will receive some remarkably interesting photos.’
Melanie knew that she was trapped. She had seen the photos several days before, but it had taken her an age to find the hidden camera in her room. It was taped between the legs of her Barbie doll; how apt, she thought. The photos had been carefully edited to show her apparently masturbating - something she had never done - and
deepthroating a cock. My God, she had never even seen one. Others photos didn’t need editing, like the time she dropped her phone behind the headboard, and the camera had been presented with a perfect spread-legged view of her pussy from behind, her ass in the air as if offered to an unseen lover.
They were more than enough to ensure that her music career was over before it had even begun.
‘I’ll do it.’ She said at last.
He smiled in satisfaction. ‘And when I’m bored of you, you can have the photos. I may even put them in an album along with a few others that I intend to take. You really are a hot little cunt, Melanie. Did you shave as I told you?’
Melanie nodded, her long blond hair falling about her face to hide her embarrassment.
‘Good girl. Show me.’
Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Melanie grasped the hem of her nightdress in both hands and pulled it swiftly over her head, casting it aside.
Stan whistled appreciatively. ‘Stunning. Look in the mirror; do you see how your pussy is developing? You have a woman’s cunt now. It must be the result of all the fingering you’ve been getting over the last few days, not to mention the orgasms. What do you think, Mel?’
‘You’re a disgusting pervert. I should call the police on you.’ Said Melanie, but without conviction. She hated being touched by him but couldn’t deny the intensity of her orgasms. He had opened the box of her sexuality, and what had been freed wasn’t going back inside. It was going to blossom and grow into something beautiful and fulfilling; she could just feel it.
‘On the bed now,’ he said, his voice thick with lust. ‘It’s time to enhance your education. Say hello to my cock.’
Stan dropped his boxers to release his erect penis, which bobbed obscenely before him. It was long and thick with ropey blue veins running along its formidable length, and Melanie looked upon it in horror, but it wasn’t just the shaft that held her gaze. The cockhead was grossly swollen and was huge. She had seen mushroom-headed cocks during her very few forays into internet porn but had never seen anything like this. He was surely deformed.
‘Like what you see Mel?’ He grinned, slowly rubbing his cock. ‘Impressive, isn’t it? You wouldn’t believe how many women have fucked themselves upon it; you will too, I guarantee it. But for now, I want to titty-fuck you. Might as well find a use for those fat udders of yours.’
Melanie lay back upon the bed as directed, and Stan straddled her, his fat hairy balls rubbing deliciously between her tits, his cock curving upwards, away from his belly and mere inches from her face.
Stan poured a liberal amount of oil into his hands and applied it to his cock and Melanie’s tits, rubbing it in and pulling and twisting her already erect nipples. Melanie moaned despite herself. She loved it when he did that. Her nipples had proven so sensitive, that she felt that she could orgasm just from tit-play. Yesterday morning she almost had, but he had, frustratingly, denied her.
‘Good girl, Mel, push those tits together around my cock. They’re meant for men to fuck and abuse. I can’t believe they’ve stayed virgin for so long.’
Melanie did as she was told, angling her nipples so that they rode along his shaft with every thrust. If she had to do it, she was determined to get as much pleasure out of it as possible.
Stan noticed and smiled in approval. ‘You dirty little bitch. Screaming abuse one minute and begging for it the next. I’m going to empty my balls over that pristine little face of yours. I might even shove my knob in your mouth; you’d like that, wouldn’t you?
Melanie turned her head in disgust but couldn’t deny the electric thrills that were racing through her body. His flashing cock was rubbing her nipples raw, and she could feel the stirrings of an orgasm building in her increasingly liquid cunt.
‘Please no more.’ She managed to gasp as an overly sensitive nipple rasped along his hairy ballsack. She could hear his breathing shorten and quicken and knew that he was close to orgasm.
With a long guttural groan, Stan heaved his hips upwards pushing his fat spongy knob against Melanie's lips and then between them, allowing his weight to drive the spasming organ into her mouth. The huge meatus filled her mouth, and she barely had time to take a breath before the massive organ bucked and throbbed, sending a gush of liquid heat across her tongue and into her throat. Again and again, the organ spasmed sending even more viscous fluid flooding into her mouth, as Melanie desperately tried to swallow. She was almost there, and then she was, brought off the filthiness of swallowing that vile man's spunk. She moaned, bucked and finally screamed around that fat swelling meatus as yet another gob of spunk spat into her mouth, and slid slowly down her throat to warm her insides.
‘Not bad,’ Stan said at last, ‘I’ve decided to turn you into my cock whore. You’ll learn to take me up your ass, and deep into that virginal pussy, and now that you’ve tasted a man’s sperm, you’ll suck me whenever I want, agreed?’
Melanie could only nod, the cloying taste of his sperm still heavy in her mouth. As he pulled away, more sperm oozed from the blind eye of his cock and Melanie obediently leant forward and lapped it up.
This was more than Stan had hoped for; he had converted her. He had turned a repressed prude into a cock-crazy slut, and he knew that he could have her cherry anytime he wanted. He sighed happily as her snaking tongue caressed his knob; her mother would be ecstatic, he thought. She would pay him a bonus for this; mission almost accomplished.
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