02-07-2020, 12:35 PM
I picked up his glass, then the others all ordered more drinks too. I placed the glasses on the tray then left the room. As I reached the kitchen there was a roar of laughter from the living room. I busied myself getting their drinks. Then the kitchen door opened. Barry came in and stood watching me as I filled glasses. Then he came and stood right behind me. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, smell his body odour. His hands started to stroke my bum, cupping each cheek in his fat hands. The he began to grope my breasts, squeezing them roughly, pinching my nipples.
He grabbed my shoulders and span me round to face him. I stood placidly, his to enjoy. He pushed his hand between my legs, rubbing my pussy lips then pushed one fat digit between my lips and into my hot tunnel. I gasped as I felt him penetrate me. He chuckled nastily to himself then murmured, “Dirty little bitch, aren’t you? If you were my granddaughter I’d smack your arse so hard you wouldn’t sit down for a month. I bet you’d like that though, wouldn’t you?”
I didn’t answer, just hung my head in shame. He put a hand on my shoulder and began to push me down. He was going to have me, right here in granddad’s kitchen. I fell slowly to the floor and he knelt over me. He pushed my legs apart, staring at my pussy as he did so. He licked his lips then began to unfasten his trousers. He pushed his jeans and grubby underwear down, releasing his half-erect cock. His beer-belly sagged, almost covering his pubic hair, then he shuffled between my legs and sank down with a contented sigh.
He began to rub his cock against my pussy lips, I could feel him stiffening. Then he entered me. I felt his cock pushing into me as his belly flopped onto mine. He grunted happily as he started to screw me, then he began to lick my neck. He started to plant wet kisses across my face. I felt revolted. His long straggle of greasy hair fell across my face and my nostrils were filled with his body odour.
“Dirty little fuckin’ bitch, you love it, don’t you? Don’t you?”
“Yes.” I whimpered.
“Tell me how much you like it.”
“I love it when a man uses my body, I love it when a man touches me. I like to please men, make them happy. I love it when they have me, when they come inside me.”
“I’ll bet you do, you little slut. Go on.”
“I like to let men see my body, let them touch me, do anything they like to me. I like to put on a show for men, like I did before. I’m just a dirty little bitch and I love cock. Why don’t you come inside me?” I purred in his ear whilst reaching down to fondle his balls. He groaned and then I felt him shooting his load deep into me, then he collapsed on top of me. He stayed there for what seemed like ages, then finally rolled off me and pulled his jeans up. He got to his feet and looked down at me, a look of disgust on his face. I stood up and started to put the drinks glasses on the tray. As I turned my back to him he lashed out at me, smacking my bottom three or four times. I shrieked with shock, my bottom stung by the blows.
“Shut up.” He yelled, “Shut up you little bitch or I’ll give you something to cry about. Dirty little slut, you should have your arse warmed.”
He slapped me a few more times then left the room. “Alison, where the fuck are you with our drinks you lazy bitch? Get in here, now.” I heard granddad yelling from the living room. I hurried to get the drinks together then made my way to the room where the four of them were again playing cards.
I started to serve the drinks, then Barry sneered, “She’s a good little fuck Tom, I’ll give you that, but I think she’d benefit from having her arse warmed more often. See how much more well behaved she is since I gave her a lesson or two?”
“What did you do to her?” Alf chuckled.
“Gave her a good seeing to, then smacked her arse for being so easy.”
They all laughed at this, then Alf and Roger insisted that I turn around so they could inspect Barry’s handy work. They weren’t happy with the results and so I had to dbang myself over Alf’s lap and endure another spanking. His enormous hands punished my bare bum until I was crying genuine tears of pain. They were all having a great time, Barry and Roger laughing while granddad just watched and smiled.
After a while Alf seemed satisfied and I was allowed to stand in the corner while they got on with another hand of cards. I could feel the heat radiating from my smarting backside and knew that it would be bright red for their amusement.
After a few more minutes I heard Alf say, “Tom, you don’t mind if I, er….”
“Help yourself mate. Enjoy!” More laughter.
He grabbed my shoulders and span me round to face him. I stood placidly, his to enjoy. He pushed his hand between my legs, rubbing my pussy lips then pushed one fat digit between my lips and into my hot tunnel. I gasped as I felt him penetrate me. He chuckled nastily to himself then murmured, “Dirty little bitch, aren’t you? If you were my granddaughter I’d smack your arse so hard you wouldn’t sit down for a month. I bet you’d like that though, wouldn’t you?”
I didn’t answer, just hung my head in shame. He put a hand on my shoulder and began to push me down. He was going to have me, right here in granddad’s kitchen. I fell slowly to the floor and he knelt over me. He pushed my legs apart, staring at my pussy as he did so. He licked his lips then began to unfasten his trousers. He pushed his jeans and grubby underwear down, releasing his half-erect cock. His beer-belly sagged, almost covering his pubic hair, then he shuffled between my legs and sank down with a contented sigh.
He began to rub his cock against my pussy lips, I could feel him stiffening. Then he entered me. I felt his cock pushing into me as his belly flopped onto mine. He grunted happily as he started to screw me, then he began to lick my neck. He started to plant wet kisses across my face. I felt revolted. His long straggle of greasy hair fell across my face and my nostrils were filled with his body odour.
“Dirty little fuckin’ bitch, you love it, don’t you? Don’t you?”
“Yes.” I whimpered.
“Tell me how much you like it.”
“I love it when a man uses my body, I love it when a man touches me. I like to please men, make them happy. I love it when they have me, when they come inside me.”
“I’ll bet you do, you little slut. Go on.”
“I like to let men see my body, let them touch me, do anything they like to me. I like to put on a show for men, like I did before. I’m just a dirty little bitch and I love cock. Why don’t you come inside me?” I purred in his ear whilst reaching down to fondle his balls. He groaned and then I felt him shooting his load deep into me, then he collapsed on top of me. He stayed there for what seemed like ages, then finally rolled off me and pulled his jeans up. He got to his feet and looked down at me, a look of disgust on his face. I stood up and started to put the drinks glasses on the tray. As I turned my back to him he lashed out at me, smacking my bottom three or four times. I shrieked with shock, my bottom stung by the blows.
“Shut up.” He yelled, “Shut up you little bitch or I’ll give you something to cry about. Dirty little slut, you should have your arse warmed.”
He slapped me a few more times then left the room. “Alison, where the fuck are you with our drinks you lazy bitch? Get in here, now.” I heard granddad yelling from the living room. I hurried to get the drinks together then made my way to the room where the four of them were again playing cards.
I started to serve the drinks, then Barry sneered, “She’s a good little fuck Tom, I’ll give you that, but I think she’d benefit from having her arse warmed more often. See how much more well behaved she is since I gave her a lesson or two?”
“What did you do to her?” Alf chuckled.
“Gave her a good seeing to, then smacked her arse for being so easy.”
They all laughed at this, then Alf and Roger insisted that I turn around so they could inspect Barry’s handy work. They weren’t happy with the results and so I had to dbang myself over Alf’s lap and endure another spanking. His enormous hands punished my bare bum until I was crying genuine tears of pain. They were all having a great time, Barry and Roger laughing while granddad just watched and smiled.
After a while Alf seemed satisfied and I was allowed to stand in the corner while they got on with another hand of cards. I could feel the heat radiating from my smarting backside and knew that it would be bright red for their amusement.
After a few more minutes I heard Alf say, “Tom, you don’t mind if I, er….”
“Help yourself mate. Enjoy!” More laughter.
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