Party Slut Sara Her Perspective

You may recognize little Sara from my other writing. Here is where writers usually say this is fiction; I would never so and so, blah blah blah. The fact is that this IS pure fiction, however I would LOVE to experience this with my step daughter!

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It's dark, and nothing makes sense. My eyes are closed......I think, but nothing changes as I try to open them. Dark everywhere. Rubbing my eyes helps, some light seeps in, everything is so blurry. Oh well, who cares? Sleep.......

"Take the one on the right, the others a bit .... Used." I hear Jimmy say. Where's Megan? My back hurts a bit against the sheet, but I am so relaxed! As I drift off I hear Jimmy say something about sixty bucks and getting some food.

Sleep, feels good.

Then I remember. In my mind's eye I can see the room earlier that night, everything is clear.... My friends are around us, on the couch or floor, smiling at me, appreciating me. I love the attention.... It feels good. They must really like me! "And tonight we have party favors!" I hear. I can only just see Jimmy; he is in the kitchen sitting on the counter. "Tonight's entertainment is complements of Sara and Taylor, take a bow ladies!" he sings out. He means me... what? Then I remember the money. I owe him big time for month of booze and pot, tonight I get an opportunity to pay him back... what does he mean 'party favors?'

"Ok, one at a time. Sara, let's see those little tits of yours. Come on baby girl, show some skin!" I am aroused, not sure why..... Things are less clear, but I love the attention. I feel myself slipping my loose top off one shoulder, then the other. It falls to the floor, only my thin bra covering my tits. Why am I doing this? Why is this so easy for me? I remember the few drinks I was given, everything got easy after that, oh well. They really like me!

Sleep...... darkness returns

Something clicks and wakes me up, I can hear someone moving around the room. Taylor rolls over in the bed beside mine. Suddenly there are hands under my shoulders, then under my ass. A hand slips between my legs.... feels rough against my pussy. My lips are a bit raw.

The fog lifts a bit and I remember where I am, party at Megan's. Making money fucking boys.... Need the money, like to fuck. Why is my head spinning?

Whoever it is with his arms around me (I am sure it's a guy, I can smell a familiar cologne) hasn't moved his hand away from between my legs, I guess he is next in line. Odd dude, picking me up when I am all ready to go.......

I still can't see him in the dim light, everything I try to focus on keeps moving up and down, "just use a rubber dude...." I say. "Be nice........" I hate this part, I feel like such a whore. I can feel tears welling in my eyes, what would my parents think of me right now? Would they still love me? I doubt it, for at least the 20th time tonight. At least I will get some scratch so I can pay that fucker Jimmy back. That good shit's expensive.

As the tears roll down my cheeks I stifle a sob. His finger wiggles up inside me, giving me a quick burning sensation. God my pussy hurts! I have had too much of this, but the finger feels good inside me. "Fuck yeah......." I breathe. Relaxing even more, knowing that it helps to be relaxed, especially after a few fucks. Been busy tonight, pussy HURTS!

I feel hands on my tits. Typical boy! What's the big deal about tits? Oh well, let him have his fun. But why roll me over on my side. Have to stop this.... Can't. Too tired.

Sleep. Feels good.

"hmmmm...." I feel myself murmur. What? Oh, that must be his thumb up my cunt. Harder to breathe with my face in the pillow, how did that happen? Wasn't I on my side? Wish I could see something... anything. Everything is so blurry. His thumb feels ok in my pussy, he is gentle at least. Feels better now, moving my ass around a bit so his nail isn't pressing quite so hard into me.

STOP, no!!! I feel the alarm go off in my head. Something is pressing lightly on my asshole. NO FUCKING WAY, but still so sleepy. I feel the finger leave my asshole. GOOD.

Maybe if I push up against his thumb he will get the idea. Doesn't this jerk know I am just here for the money? But it does feel good.... I push my ass up a little farther.

He is stirring around, hope this doesn't go on much longer. Then I feel what has to be his cock on my pussy lips. Finally.... 'Come on dude.' I encourage him, "I need it bad. Come on..... hurry..." I hope he gets the hint!

Why is he so gentle? He keeps sliding the head of his cock up and down my burning cunt lips over and over again. Damn, I can feel myself getting wet, but not from the condom, I hear him spit on his hand. His cock isn't sliding in as smoothly as it should, not enough lubrication; I can feel the slight resistance has he slides between my lips, one side dragging up and down every third or fourth stroke. "Dude, you have a rubber on, right?" I ask. No response, he just shoves me down slowly forces his cock deep into my burning cunt. I feel a warmth as he presses forward, then pressure on my bladder as he bottoms out. "ouch", I feel like I have to pee. Then he starts pumping my cunt harder and faster. Damn it feels better. With a cock in me I feel so full, like my pussy is no longer an empty canal. I love the pressure against my hip bones, feels like just a bit more and I'll break. That's more like it; fucker is pretty big. Thicker than most and diving a fucking long way in! Not sure how much more of this I want......

Damn, he is pushing me so hard I really can't move, hard to breath. Wish I had laid off the booze sooner, so damn blurry in here, damn...........

Fuck, I can feel his finger pushing into my ass again. The violation is disgusting! I can feel my stomach tighten, it feels like I have to shit. FUCK FUCK FUCK. I can't move. About all I can get out of my mouth against the pillow is "no... no.. no".

Horney fucker seems to like this. BASTARD. Fuck I want his finger out of my ass, but I can shake it, no matter how hard I try and twist around.

Ouch.... He has picked up the pace, the son of a bitch is going to tear me open.... "oh god, oh god!" I moan to no avail, "Dude, you have to stop, oh... oh.... You're hurting me!".

The pounding goes on and on. My pussy is burning from the day's abuse. First a bunch of quick cumming punks, now this pervert... FUCK! Now my back hurts, his nails digging into the skin between my shoulders.

When he cums it feels different.... I can feel his spunk washing around inside me, oh god. No!

'I hope you're on the pill you little slut.' I hear a gruff voice whisper. Oh god........... No! But I still can't move, that bastard. His cock stirs, but I can feel it getting softer. Fucker!

As he lifts off me all I can see are dark jeans and a shadow above, the light in here sucks. Everything is still swimming and blurry. Why did I drink so much? Why? GOD I hurt. Sleep.... Please? "Ahhh......"

The last thing I hear is the door opening and footsteps headed my way. Will this ever end?