I beat off. Maybe I’m exaggerating, but back to Gina. She had blonde hair that came to her shoulders. It was always soft, always shiny, and probably perfect in every way. When I was at her house one time, she went to the bathroom, and I spied around her room. 36C, that wasn’t a surprise. Her breasts always fit her body well. They must have grown too. She got all the looks, and I got all the insults. It might have changed if she went out with me. I’ll never forget that night. I was sitting with her in her room. There wasn’t much light, yet her blue eyes burned, melting my insides. She had a smile on her face, enjoying every moment with me. Her hand was on my knee as she talked to me. I tried hard to stare into her eyes, since her breasts almost popped out of her shirt. She said she had something to tell me. I got excited, she wanted me to be her boyfriend, or so I thought. I was ready to hold her, and finally get to touch her ass, if only for a moment. Then it came. She told me that I was a cool person, a nice person. But she didn’t like me. She was going out with Brad, and it wasn’t right to date two people at once. I respected her decision, yet I was torn apart inside. I couldn’t believe what she had done to me. I left, with just my empty body, and made my way down her stairs. On the verge of tears, Brad passed me on the way up to her room. Then I lost it, I hated her. At the door, I paused to look down, and there was a pair of her panties. It was a thong, a green thong. Her favorite as she had told me. I took it, and left. I never looked back, and I haven’t seen that house since. I learned one week later that she was fucking Tim. A month after that it was Greg. Then, of course, two weeks after Greg it was Brad again. Then in a one night deal with Sean, she was pregnant. She got an abortion though. Just more that she’ll regret. Since then, she hasn’t done much, if anything at all. Probably scared her. Maybe she’s going for that secondary virginity type of thing. I reached across to the passenger side, and opened the glove compartment. Trying to keep my eyes on the road, I brought out that green thong. I held it close, and as the speed of my vehicle increased, I got sad. How close I was to losing my virginity with such a sexy girl, I don’t know. It was dark, and cold, and I was lost. Not only lost in feelings, but lost in the subdivision. I had never been in here before. There were these two guys playing basketball outside. I found that weird for being so late. I kept going, seeing a family watching TV in front of a glowing fireplace. Then something caught my eye. I slowed to look. As I passed, this girl sitting in a driveway looked familiar. Why yes, it was Gina. The dirty little slut, just lying on the ground looking up at the stars. So vulnerable she looked. Vulnerable. I turned around and headed back in her direction. I moved past slower, yet she didn’t notice. She was wearing shorts and a tank top. It looked as if she was ready for bed. In the low light, I made out the points of her nipples pressing against the material. She looked a little sad, and dazed. Passing the family again, I thought how great it would be to see those big bulging boobs again. I turned around by the basketball people and passed even slower by Gina. Her eyes were closed, and she laid spread eagle on the driveway, almost as if she were going to hug the sky. Her legs were so beautiful in the light, and I could see her flat belly. What I would give to hold her and love her. But that would never happen. I caught myself staring back through my rear window, wanting her body even more. I began to think, what if I could have sex with Gina. What if I could fuck her vagina? She had been taking it much easier since the abortion. It might be great. Hell, it would be great. What if she were stoned right now. I could pick her up and put her in my car. Maybe get a second chance. A plan began to form in my mind. I was sad, desperate, anything sounded good. I turned around again, heading toward Gina’s street. I was going to stop, walk up the driveway, and take her away. I would be romantic, and smooth. Not hurtful, and forceful. I pulled up, and saw that she was starting to walk toward her garage. I pulled into the driveway, headlights off, and threw it into park. I jumped out of the car and began walking toward her. She paused and turned around. She asked who it was. So I said it was Chris. She was very surprised to see me, yet I could tell she was under the influence of something. She swayed back and forth, and was in a funky kind of attitude. She asked me what I was doing, and I said I had come to take her away for a night to remember. She didn’t move when I suggested she get into my car. She wanted to know it was safe. I asked her did I ever do her wrong. She nodded then walked with me to my car. She got into the passenger side; I shut her door, and got in the driver side. I pulled out of the driveway and headed toward my house. Gina had moved so I had a town and a half to go through. She was sitting in the seat without her seatbelt slightly forward, she had her hands clasped between her legs, and she was staring blankly. To break the silence, I asked how she had been. At that she whipped back into her chair, turned her head at me, and began blabbering. It made sense, but it was a lot. She started with her pregnancy and how that sucked, and she talked about the sex she had, and how fun it was. She said one time she had a threesome with a guy and another girl, and one other time with 2 guys. She was so descriptive about her sexual encounters I began to get aroused. She then moved to how disappointed she was that she couldn’t have sex anymore, but she ended stating it was for the better. She said she wouldn’t have sex until marriage. I almost laughed at that. I took the back road home. It took longer, but I was enjoying the information she was giving me. She got more comfortable and put her back against her door, and brought her legs up to her chest and held them with her arms, like a version of the fetal position. After telling me about the last time she had sex, she stopped. I asked again if anything else was new, and then she continued. She complained about her face, about her boobs, about her butt, about her stomach, about her vagina, about her legs, and about her feet. She didn’t like her boobs were getting so big, she didn’t like her nose. I thought her nose was perfect. She shrugged off my suggestion. She said her legs were too big around. Now that definitely wasn’t true, she was equal to all the girls when it came to that. Sure there were more that had skinnier legs, but they didn’t eat enough and they were pale as hell. Then she started to talk about her butt and her vagina. The back road doesn’t have any street lights, and that’s a good thing. As she went on about how she shaves her vagina and how she likes to play with it in public, I got harder and harder. By the time she told me she felt like a whore and loved it, I was hurting it was so big. Anyone looking at it could obviously see that there was activity in there. She finished on her pussy by saying she likes to show it off, as much as possible. I couldn’t believe it. Whatever she was under the influence of really messed up her morals. She didn’t want to have sex until marriage, and she regretted all the other times she had sex, but this sure didn’t sound like it. She made a couple comments about her butt then. She said it was too big. She definitely hasn’t looked at it; it’s the sexiest little ass I’ve seen in my life. She trailed off on a few things about anal sex, and then she was silent. I glanced over at her and she was staring at my head. I looked back towards the road. I was comfortable with this silence, since I was only concentrated on my erection. We got into the city a couple minutes later. I turned onto the main street so I could get to my house. I hadn’t checked on Gina in a while and I wanted to make sure she didn’t fall asleep. I looked over, but her eyes didn’t meet mine, her eyes met my pants. She had seen the bulge, and I didn’t know what to think. She probably didn’t either. I asked her what was up, and she just kept staring. What she did next was going to be great, but it was just funny in the end. She slid over from the door and got closer to my crotch. She felt my dick through my shorts and looked up at me. I grinned and continued to drive. She slid down my shorts and underwear to expose my hard cock. She took one lick, two licks, and then put the whole thing in her mouth and sucked from the bottom all the way to the tip. My body shuddered. Never before had I felt such a great sensation in my life. She took a couple more licks on the head of my dick, and then sat up abruptly. She asked me how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie-pop. I replied it depends on how much you suck it. I thought it was crafty, but that didn’t matter. Instantly she dove towards the dashboard, and then slumped back into the chair. How great, she passed out. Now I’d have to carry her around. We got to my house, with her in one piece. I was quiet not to wake the neighbors. I got her out of the car, and carried her to the front door. She was out like a light. I went back to my car to lock the doors. I checked the neighbors’ houses to see if they would see anything. So far, so good. I popped open the front door, and carried my unconscious beauty over the threshold. Even through my clumsy actions, she showed no signs of waking. I closed the door and checked the kitchen table for any messages. There was one written and two on the answering machine. I set Gina down by my room and went back to the kitchen. The note on the table said that my parents wouldn’t be back until late. It was late right now, almost midnight. I played the first message, it was my sister. She was staying at a friend’s house for the night. Good for her, I have more house to myself. Then the next message was my parents. The people they were out with were expecting a baby. Well it’s on its way. It turns out my dad was staying at the hospital with the dad, and my mom was staying at their house for the night, or until the baby was born. She had to watch the kids or something. I thought, what someone would do if they had a house to themselves and an unconscious girl. I went into my room, and took Gina to the wall. I sat up against it and positioned her body so I could hold her like I always wanted to. I thought how great it would be if she woke up. I would express my love to her and haves sex with her. I thought it was romantic. The warmth of her body, the beating of her heart, and her steady breathing was wonderful to feel. I sat there for an hour contemplating what I should do. Should I have fuck her while she was out, or should I wait until she wakes up, or should I just stay her and hold her? I waited another 20 minutes, and probably would have stayed like that the whole night, but the phone rang. I got up and laid her on the ground. By the time I got into the kitchen the machine picked it up. It was my dad. The baby still hadn’t been born and it didn’t look like they would be getting home that night. Knowing this, the opportunity was all mine. I picked up Gina and put her on my bed. I looked at her for a moment or two. She was sexy, even when she was passed out. Her boobs were still bulging in her tank top. I wanted to kiss her, but I just looked a little longer. I kneeled on the floor, and place my hands at the bottom of her tank top. I pulled it up slowly over her breasts and over her head. I closed my eyes and pulled the top all the way off. Throwing it in the corner I opened my eyes. My cock sprang to life at the sight. I don’t know what size she was but she definitely wasn’t 36C anymore. They were huge! Two plump tits lay right in front of me. In the center were half dollar size areolas and definitive nipples. They looked like two very nice balloons. She was definitely now at least a D cup. I took off my pants and shirt and stood before her in my underwear. I don’t wear boxers because I like to have my cock kept close. Plus it’s easier to hide a hard on with the proper clothing. I straddled her around her crotch, and my cock popped out the side of the underwear. The feel of her stomach on my penis was immeasurable. I took my two hands and placed the palms right over her breasts. The feeling was heavenly. I squeezed lightly, and then moved them around in circles. I leaned over and took one in hand. I sucked the nipple like a baby sucks for milk. It got hard and I felt her body quiver only a little bit. I went to the next nipple and sucked that one for about 30 seconds. My tongue made circles around the areolas, one at a time. A bunch of precum was leaking out of my hard dick, so I spread on her tits. I got off of her and took off my underwear. I ran to my parents’ room and opened what I call the dirty drawer. Clearing the socks and underwear, I found the scented oil. I brought it back into my room where my sleeping beauty awaited me. I place some oil in between her breasts and place my cock in between. I pushed her titties close together and began to thrust in and out of her melons. I got faster as the feeling intensified. I began to make noise, telling her how much I liked to fuck her tits. She couldn’t hear, but it’s better than not saying anything. My legs began to shake and it was an effort to keep thrusting. My thrusts got longer, and my balls slapped against her breasts. The sound was brisk and clear, and I was close to orgasm. It came fast, and strong. I blew my load all in her breasts and her chin. I took my cock out of her breasts and lay next to her to recover. My hands had cum on them, so I went to wash them off. I left the cum on Gina, as I didn’t want to wake her with water quite yet. Walking back to my room I checked the clock, it looked like it was almost 1 AM. I thought I should take a break, so I went to watch some television. An hour later, the show I was watching ended, and I felt horny again. I made my way back to my room. She was still asleep, and it had almost been two hours. The cum had began to dry to her breast, neck, and chin. I felt proud of my work. She looked like a dirty slut again. I was content with her tits, now I wanted more. Then it hit me. She could have some STD’s from her previous sexual encounters. I wanted to be safe. I went to my parents’ room again looking for condoms. They always moved them around, so it took time, but I wasn’t in a hurry. I found a couple, and walked leisurely back to my room. It looked like she had moved, but I wasn’t sure. I set the condoms on my dresser and went back to my bed. I was so excited about what I was going to do. I place my hands on her hips and grabbed the shorts she was wearing. I pulled them down slowly and closed my eyes. After they came off her feet, I opened my eyes. Expecting a smooth little pussy, I was met with a black thong. I turned her on her side to see her ass. It was the most beautiful thing I had seen. Sure it wasn’t’ big and ghetto, but it was small and sweet. I rubbed and hand across it. I squeezed a couple times and felt my cock get hard again. I slapped it once. I had always wanted to do that. I put her on her back again, and grabbed the thong. I pulled it off in one quick motion, and stared at my prize. One hot, shaven pussy. The lips were plump, and her slit was a little wet. My cock was definitely hard now. I didn’t want to touch it, not yet. I forgot about the STD’s and kneeled in between her legs. I place my mouth over her fuck hole and sucked out the little juice that was there. I sucked some more and put my tongue up and down her pussy. My hands were on her ass, and every suck, her body moved. Then surprisingly it stopped. I took another suck from her pussy then looked up. Her eyes met mine and we were locked in a stare. I thought how odd it would be to wake up naked with cum on your chest and a guy sucking your pussy. She was scared. She obviously wasn’t affected by the substance anymore. She was shivering from the fright. I backed away a little bit. As I stood up I said hello my darling. She began to cry, and as she did, she took a piss. She peed all over my floor, and I found the whole thing erotic. As her breath picked up, she squeezed out ‘did you fuck me?’ She kept asking over and over. I didn’t know what to do so I just stared. Finally after about a minute, I shook my head no. Then I grinned and said, not yet. The tears now flowed freely from her face. It was erotic, her blonde hair, blue eyes wet with tears, rolling down her face to her cum filled chest. Her mouth was slightly open, her lips wet. I took a step toward her and she jumped up. She told me she never though I would do this to her. She then ran to the door. I stopped her and closed it. I asked her what she though she was going to do. She said she was going to get away. Repeatedly she asked me to move out of the way. I just stood there grinning. Then I pushed her against the wall and kissed her. She didn’t return it obviously. I told her that she hurt me, and now I was treating her like the slut she was. She screamed that she was done with that, that she made a mistake; that hurting me was a mistake. Then I looked deep into her eyes and whispered ‘now it’s my turn to make some mistakes.’ I leaned in for another kiss but she slipped to the right of me and ran out the door, slamming it into me. I couldn’t let her get away. I ran to catch up to her, and met her at the back door. To stop her from opening I pushed her into the wall. She hit her head then fell down on the floor. I towered over her, and told her if she just went along with it, it would be alright. All I wanted to do was have sex with my love. As I was reminded of how she treated me, I filled with hate. I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up. I yelled at her now ‘I’m going to fuck you tonight, and there’s nothing you can do!’ Gina was now bawling. I grabbed her by the neck and forced her into the living room. I threw her on the couch and walked over to her. She scrambled to get away but I held her down by her neck. I told her she better not try to get away. She tried to bite my arm but I threw her down again. She looked at me and screamed. I slapped her hard across the face. I kept calling her a bitch and a slut. I sat across her stomach again, and she still struggled. I hit her across the face again. She finally settled down a little. I slid down so I could put my penis in but she pulled up her leg and kicked me in the stomach. She rolled off the couch and I went for her again. She ran for the back door again but I caught her in the kitchen. I threw her face first into the kitchen counter, just next to the table. I held her by her back with one hand and spanked her with the other. I wasn’t holding back. Her ass was red and beat. She cried harder and harder and I kept spanking her. Each slap she yelped some more. I picked her up and threw her into the hallway, and once more to the living room. She tried again to run, but I pushed her hard. Her face hit the corner of the coffee table and she was clearly bleeding now. I picked her up and slapped her one more time across the face and she fell to the ground. I clasped my hand around both her cheeks and squeezed her mouth. I told her if she told anyone or tried to get away again, I would really hurt her. She only sobbed in reply. I picked her up again and put her on the couch. She lay there staring straight up and crying. I spread apart her legs like she was giving birth, and I inched closer to her pussy. I put my hands on her hips and guided my 7 inch cock into her. At first I put the head in, and waited a little, then eventually slid the rest in. Her vagina was tight, and the inside wanted more. I pulled out cautiously, and then thrust back in. I kept up a steady pace. Every time I went in she shook, and every time I retreated the pussy squeezed for more. In and out, in and out, her crying got harder. I took one hand and squeezed her tit. I pinched the nipple. I wanted her to hurt like I did. My thrusts became more rapid. I was finally fucking my baby girl, I was raping Gina. The blood was in her hair, and it mixed with the tears. The cum from before was all over her boobs now and I was getting closer to orgasm. I was fucking her as fast as I could, and I could tell I was hurting her. I didn’t care, I felt good. The slap of my balls mixed well with her crying. Her pussy loved my cock, and I wasn’t going to stop. I began to slow as my body tightened. I went in hard, came back out, and then I shoved my cock as deep as it would go. I came right in her. As she felt my cum shoot into her pussy she screamed and cried. I sat there releasing my juices. I squirmed, my body releasing its feelings. I fell back still feeling the orgasm. It was the biggest ever. My dick still spurted some cream. I was now shaking as the orgasm left my body. My cock still hard, I told her not to leave. I ran to my room and put on a condom. I wasn’t done with her yet. I went back to the living room but didn’t find her on the couch. She was in a corner bawling. I said to her ‘get over her bitch.’ She did as I commanded. I pushed her all the way to my sister’s room. I set her over the desk in her room and slapped her ass some more. The little bitch would get what she deserved. I wanted to hurt her some more. Still hard I positioned my condom covered cock close to her ass hole. She moaned that I don’t do it. I hit her on the back of the head to shut her up. She had a cut on her back from something, but I didn’t pay attention to that. I took my hands and spread her butt cheeks apart. There was her hole. Instead of taking it easy, I shoved my cock into her ass. It was very tight, maybe even on the verge of pain, but that didn’t match hers. I relentlessly fucked her ass as hard as I could. She cried in pain. I used one hand to hold down her head, and the other to rub her pussy. I rubbed her clit and she was filled with pleasure and pain. I was going in and out as hard and fast as I could. I felt her beginning to orgasm. Her moans of pleasure mixed with her moans of pain. It was heavenly. Then she screamed so loud it pushed me to the brink of another orgasm. I place both hands on her hips and pushed my cock as far as it would go again. I blew my load one more time, this one not as big. It filled the condom, and I pulled out. I spanked her one more hard time. She fell on the floor. She was drained. She had been through an orgasm, yet burned through the pain. I looked at her nipple; it was bleeding from me pinching it so hard. I didn’t realize I pinched it so hard. There was blood all over her face, cum and blood on her midsection, and cuts all over. I abused her and she deserved every once of it. I beat her some more to take out my emotions. She ruined my life I thought. I made her bleed all over her face, in her pussy. Her ass was even bleeding. Seeing her there on the ground made me horny again. She still looked sexy. I beat off and came in her mouth. She spit it out. I pulled her up and took her into the shower. After washing off her body, she looked much better. She looked like she was beat up, which she was, but she wasn’t all bloody or full of cum. I looked at the clock; it was getting close to 5 AM. I notice that there was blood and cum all over the house. I thought about cleaning it up but wasn’t sure. I put Gina in the car and started to drive her home. I gave her the shorts she had and a XXL shirt. I told her to put it on. She was crying a little still. She asked me why I did such a thing. I told her she was a dirty slut that she deserved it from someone like me. I also said I was kind to her until she woke up. But there was no way she would believe that. I pulled into her parking lot and she got out. I sped home to clean up my mess. When I got there, a surprise was waiting for me...