Was it just the heat and the vodka?

A new kind of awakening

My goosebumps just faded when I realized how cute he was when smiling. I was still shocked that he was there. So I asked D how he got in the house. He said my mom let him in. A leak in the garage needs to be fixed. He said he made it leak so he has an excuse to see me and he already fixed it, Mom will be back later at night and asked him to lock up for her. But I just saw him a few minutes ago I said. He didn’t explain more and just approached me and seized my ass.

“He is naughty but I am nasty! And you are mine. mi puta!”

I shivered with what he said. Did he saw what we did in the car? I stood stiff and let him kiss me. I didn’t kiss back and I realized how big his lips were. His kisses were wide and his mouth was open. He even touched my nose with them. His saliva was all over my lips and I was disgusted!

I said I’m sorry but he has to leave. It was just the heat and the vodka, I said. And I never wanted it to happen again. I got scared as he protested with a violent voice. No! He needs me now. And he can’t wait any longer! Then he dragged me to the stairs and pushed me to sit. He removed his trousers and exposed his huge gigantic cock. I was surprised to see him act this way as I remember before he promised to be gentle.

He didn’t turn me on. Not one bit. So I tried to crawl to my room upstairs. But he pulled my leg and I fell flat on my knees. I was terrified! This is your favorite position, he said, and pushed my back to bend and opened my legs wide. I screamed no, but that didn’t stop him. He tied my hands to the stair handle, he raised my skirt and pulled my panties off. I was trying to kick him but he managed to tie my feet as well.

Let me go!

Tears and humiliation enveloped me all over.

But his reply was a hard spanking to my ass. Then he took me. He fucked me from behind and took me fast and deep right away. I was grasping for air with every pump and I couldn’t help but just cry. He almost ripped my clothes off and I was all naked. He was heartlessly screwing his cock in me, harder, and harder until I felt my pussy weak and dripping wet. I was surprised with my own cum, as it came gushing to his cock even before he came.

That’s more like it, he said, and took me even faster. He was whipping my ass with his belt while pounding is cock in me firmly. He groaned naughty Daisy over and over! And I found myself moaning with pleasure as he was fucking me like an animal. I was begging him to stop so weakly, I lost grasp of reality. It was embarrassing as I was imagining how I looked like, tied up to the stairs and a stranger fucking my pussy wet.

Feeling his cock sliding in me fast excited me more. I was so wet and he was about to cum. Then I came for the second time! He pulled out his cock and came too. I felt his cum splattering at my back. I said stop! But he let it all splurge to my skin, dripping to the sides of my boobs. He left my body exposed to the air.

My tears and his sticky cum have dried when he cut the ties off my hands and feet. He was shirtless but already wearing his jeans. I saw a huge tattoo on his back, a creature with red wings and a long tail. It was horrifying! He tried to kiss me but I moved my head away and he swore that I would be craving for something like this again.

He kissed my feet and I was speechless. He carefully carried me to my room and brought my worn out clothes. I was too tired to move or resist but I was afraid he would fuck me again. But instead, he helped me dress up. When he saw that I was shaking, he hugged me tight and said he didn’t mean to scare me. I actually liked how his warm body wrapped me. His muscles pressing to my skin gave me strange mixed emotions. I felt scared and humiliated, but also safe and satisfied. He said that this was just the beginning. I didn’t know what he meant but I let him kiss my lips again.

He licked my ear, then my neck. And to my astonishment, I wasn’t disgusted, instead, I liked it and my pussy tightened with the thought of something greater to come. I felt his passionate kisses this time as a strange electric volt came rushing in my veins. He said he’ll teach me something different the next time. I finally kissed him back and he sucked my tongue out to rub with his. Then stood up and left the room silently.

I was shocked at what had happened that I promised myself to never speak about this to anyone.

And I never did. Until today.

His kiss made me powerless

The next day after school I was terrified. It was unclear if Lloyd would pick me up. I didn’t know whether D will show up either. So I stayed in the cafeteria letting time pass, pretending to read a book.

Suddenly, from behind, two hands covered my eyes! I kept still and thoughts run to my head. Who could this be???

Unexpectedly, it was Wilbert. Who would know! He apologized soon as he saw my wide stare and pale skin. He didn’t intend to scare me. And asked where my protective hunk boy friend was, in a sarcastic way.

I said I’m afraid he won’t pick me up today. Why be afraid he asked. And I just laughed. He offered his “protective services” if I don’t mind he said. He was always nice to me so I accepted. He first bought me a soda shake and offered a sandwich. I wasn’t hungry so he just gave me the drink and we went out the cafeteria.

As we were walking by the street, I saw the pick up truck of D parked by the distance. I cling to Wilbert’s arm and acted jolly. He was surprised by my gesture but felt comfortable and told jokes, trying to make me laugh. I laughed, but half the time not understanding what he meant. I hope he didn’t notice. I was fully aware that D’s truck was following us, stopping by a gutter once in a while.

I asked if it’s ok to go to his house today. He was excited with my sudden proposal. He joked that he wasn’t prepared and now I would see his altar made of photos of me. I didn’t take it seriously but he claimed to be serious and asked that I won’t laugh at it. That’s the time I actually laughed out of fun.

I never found out if Wilbert really had an altar of me or not, as Lloyd surprisingly showed up. I smell trouble whispered Wilbert, as he bade goodbye and shook my hand. He thanked me for the wonderful walk and said hi to Lloyd. Without any words, the two boys looked at each other and Wilbert walked away. Lloyd just stood there watching me.

Now him? And what’s with that flirty laugh?

What was that suppose to mean?! He was just trying to be nice.

He didn’t reply and just walked with me. I searched the road to see if D was around and didn’t saw him or his truck. Without paying attention to my eyes searching the road, Lloyd kissed me on the street and squeezed my ass. He knew how to make me weak. So without any other thought, I just hugged his arm and we walked home. He was rubbing his arm to my boob as we were walking and talking dirty to my ear.

My girl, my Daisy, so pretty and so fuckable. Men drool over you but I am the only one who kisses your pussy wet to let it drool on my dick. I could fuck you now here on the street or there behind the bush, you know. My dick is already hard for you, feel it.

Then he held my hand and made my fist press to his cock. I rubbed it a little and Oh! It was hard indeed. We stopped walking, then kissed. He held my ass with both of his hands and pressed his hips to mine. Of course I felt his cock pushing to my pussy. I was weak on his arms and begged for him to fuck me.

But we were teasing each other and I knew people are starting to stare at us. He flaunted his trophy and placed his arm to my shoulders. We walked as if he was saying, this is my girl! And I felt proud too.

Suddenly, a car with loud stereos stopped by our side. It was Lloyd’s friends asking us to join them. I said I was still grounded and I can’t come. But Lloyd told them he would join only if they drop me off my house. He didn’t ask my permission but he knew I can’t protest to his decisions, so I just hopped in the car.

Soon as I got in my house I started to get irritated by Lloyd’s decision to go with his friends. But not only that, he was touching me all over in the car, in front of his friends, and kissing my neck and ears too. He knows I was submissive to his demands. I always fall for his kiss and my mind goes blank. And I even went far to licking and sucking his finger to show his friends how I loved him. They all cheered and I felt so foolish but I just smiled.

The sickening thought of what he might be saying to his friends while I’m not with them was stopped as I heard a voice from behind me.

“What a naughty boyfriend.”

I got goosebumps all over. I knew that voice! And when I looked behind, it was D. Smiling at me. to be continued...

And step-dad steps in

I was lying on my bed and D was behind me kissing the back of my neck. I pushed him away. But he won’t stop. I punched him with my elbow to back off but he kissed my hair instead. So I stood up, irritated, and went to the bathroom next to my room. Lloyd was there washing some clothes. And he held up my panties, his whisper echoed to the tiles, you left this by the sink. Then I heard Lloyd’s voice changed to my step-dad’s.

“You left this by the sink. Daisy, wake up.”

And I opened my eyes and saw my step-dad sitting by my bed, holding my stiff panties up. Dried traces of cum made it stiff and white in some parts. It was obviously what Lloyd used to wipe his cum off himself.

Who was here this afternoon he asked. But I didn’t reply and took my panties off his hand. Go away!

But he didn’t go anywhere. Instead, he grabbed my arm and threatened me. If I ever catch you and Lloyd, I’m going to…

What? What will you do?

That was my first time I answered him back! And it felt good. But what he said next startled me.

Nobody can ever have you!

His grip became tighter and he placed his other hand on my leg, letting it slide to my inner thighs. But before he could reach further, I kicked it off and timely, my mom called his name out. She shouted from the kitchen and he immediately let go of me. He replied by shouting back that he’s in my room. Mom called me too, saying the dinner is getting cold.

I laid there terrified as he stood up and looked at me whispering that he’s not done with me. My eyes fell to his hips. I saw he had a boner and I looked up back to his eyes. He knew that I saw it. And he smiled with the thought that I looked at it. He then went out my room, gently closing the door saying that I was lucky mom didn’t saw my panties.

What a creep! He knew my mom won’t believe me if I told her what just happened and what he just said. She would think I was just covering up for what I have done. She loved him too much to believe such a thing. Step-dad knew how to shut me up. And that made me scared.

I called Lloyd but he was cold. He asked about the man in the tinted truck and who he was. I explained that he was the painter who fixed the roof of our house last weekend, but he doesn’t believe me. I asked him to pick me up at school tomorrow and that my dad knew he was with me earlier. Without having the chance to explain my side and tell him what my step dad just did, he kept on talking and cutting me, saying that if he ever catches me with anyone else, he wouldn’t know what he could do. Then, leave me then and there. So I better not do anything behind him nor even think of doing anything. He said that he had sacrificed a lot for me and he kept on talking and talking and talking. He always does that. He wanted me to cry. And he was successful. I was on the palm of his hands.

Does he really know me more than what I expect? And who would I run to if he really left me? What will I do with my step dad, now that he laid clear his intentions? What will I do with D? Now that I still do not know his real name, how can I stop him if he does something to expose me? This is way too much for me to handle!

Why don’t they just all go away and leave me alone!



I went to the bathroom and sunk to the tub. I skipped dinner and just laid there under the bubbles. I cleansed my body gently with a liquid soap and felt my soft skin slither with the water. I wish I can cleanse my soul this easy.

Then, as my hand roamed my legs, I couldn’t resist but slide a finger in my pussy. I held myself tight and rubbed my nipples and closed my eyes. I fingered myself gently. Slowly thumping the water to my skin and feeling my pussy walls getting wet inside. I slid another finger in and rubbed myself while opening my legs wide. This is where Lloyd has been this afternoon. This is where D wants to be again. And this is where step-dad wants to be in. Increasing the pace, I suddenly felt a tremble in my pussy as my cum softly gushed thru mixing with the water and bubbles.

My last moan echoed in the bathroom. Then I knew. I just have a body made for fucking love...

Satisfy the Stalker

I know I'm such a bitch for not writing soon what came next after my one night stand with that Mexican boy who painted and fixed the roof of my house. So after a few blogthings, here you go... the continuation of Princess Slut...


I was going to meet Lloyd after school at a nearby grocery store. As I was standing by the gutter, a small pickup truck with heavy tainted windows stopped in front of me. A low voiced man breathing heavily, whispered, asking if I need a lift. The voice sounded familiar but I was creeped-out so I moved back. No thanks, I don’t. But the truck didn’t go away. So I just stood there waiting.

The guy opened the door so I peeked in. It was dark inside and I wasn’t able to see who he was. Then, he asked me to hop in. I didn’t know who owns such a vehicle, so I walked away. He slammed the door and started to drive slowly. I walked faster, but the truck moved with my pace. I was so nervous I didn’t know what to do!

Then by the corner of the street, I saw Lloyd. Why are you so late! I screamed. As Lloyd walked to me, the truck speeds away. Who was that? I don’t know! Lloyd saw that I was nervous and offered to bring me home.

I need to call if somebody’s home first. The last thing I need is a stalker following me and the only person who can accompany me safely home is the only person not allowed to set foot in the house.

Are they still mad about the concert? Lloyd asked. Who wouldn’t!?

Nobody’s picking up the phone so we went to my house quickly. I was hungry all weekend for Lloyd, and I knew he was too. So, soon as we closed the front door, we immediately kissed. He placed his hand under my blouse and roamed my boobs and nipples. We were standing by the door and he pressed me to the wall. His cock was so hard it was penetrating to my skirt. I giggled as he moved his hips like he was fucking me already and whispered that I’m thirsty. And I wasn’t only pertaining to drinking. I was thirsty for him.

I let go of his hug when I saw by the front lawn that the same pick up truck was parked in front of my house. I did not tell Lloyd but I just grabbed his hand and lead him to the kitchen. I got lost in thought as I saw he had that mischievously sexy grin that gives hints of a dirty thought. So I asked what’s in his mind. He answered by grabbing my hips and lifting me to the counter. I sat uncomfortably high but soon as he opened my legs I knew what he wanted.

Lloyd is a tall mid-built guy but his tool is way too big and he was way too naughty to handle it. He stood in front of me and grabbed me by the neck and we kissed again. He instantly removed his belt and unzipped his trousers and opened my legs wider. I never realized that the counter’s height is perfect for a bull’s-eye until that moment. So, he raised my skirt and immediately pulled my panties off and slammed his huge cock in me. I moaned with perfect pleasure as his deep penetration made my pussy ache with delight.

He unbuttoned my blouse and licked my nipples while pumping me, then sucked my boobs vigorously. With every thump I moan and moaned. Whispering his name to his ear and running my fingernails to his back.

While he was busy with my nipples, I noticed by the kitchen window a shadow passing by. I felt a bit uneasy thinking it might be my mom or worse, my dad! But by the distance I thought I saw the Mexican painter who fixed our roof last week. I looked again and he was gone.

Lloyd pulled my hair so he could kiss my neck. Then I held Lloyd’s head and kissed his lips wet with his saliva from slopping my nipples and neck. I couldn’t control it anymore as I tilted my back arching to his cock. I clung to his hips making his notch deeper. He knew I was almost cumming and he squeezed my boobs and pulled me down the counter. Without removing his tool from my cunt, he moved me sideways then made my legs turn like a helicopter so I could bend to the counter. He took me from behind. My pussy becomes tighter this way, he said. And he was groaning and moaning with desire. This pose made him more excited and I felt his crotch grow bigger and stiffer inside me.

He held my boobs, squeezed them and used them as a grip for him to take me faster and harder. His cock seamlessly slides in and out my pussy. And as if his doggy style wasn’t enough, he raised his foot to the counter to make him hook in deeper. He fucked me with all his might. Oohh….

Then he came! His cum dripped all over my legs, while I hear him moan satisfyingly softer and gasping for air. He spanked my ass and gave me one last quick pump and let go. I noticed my skirt was wet with his cum too so I removed it. With the rest of my clothes still on, he left me standing wet and went to the sink to wash himself.

Then I glanced to the window and saw the shadow again. His face was clear now and indeed, it was the Mexican painter! There he was behind the bushes. I wasn’t expecting to see him that soon. But I got irritated by the thought that he watched us. He winked to me and ran away.

The naughty thought of a threesome came to mind. This would be my first in case it did happen. But no, Lloyd was too jealous and selfish to share me to anyone. That even a guy staring at me at the mall would end up with a broken jaw.

As we were fixing ourselves, the doorbell rang. So I rushed Lloyd out of the back door and kissed him goodbye. Call me when you get home, I whispered. Then I went to the front door, while hurriedly wore my skirt back. I left my panties by the sink but I’ll get that later.

He stood there waiting for me to let him in. With his long black mexican hair and tight muscles, I wanted to, but I was just tired and seeing his truck in front of my house made me feel awkward. At the side of the lawn I saw Lloyd sneaking out and when he saw the truck, he looked back at me. I knew he recognized it so I spoke loudly making sure he heard me, that my mom is not yet home and she will pay for the roof tomorrow.

The Mexican guy just looked at me and said that’s not why he’s here. But I repeated what I said and said goodbye. Then closed the door to his face. I didn’t felt nervous of him standing there and not leaving me alone, but of what might happen if Lloyd found out who he really was and that he screwed more than just the nails to the roof.

I stood by the door and waited for the truck to drive away. And soon as I heard it leave, my heartbeat felt faster. But I was struck when I saw a piece of paper by my feet and read it.

“I need you princess. It’s my turn to pick you up at school tomorrow. - D”

I weakly ran to my room and jumped to my bed. D… so now I call you D? What is your real name? What am I gonna do?

Will I let him have his turn?

Princess Slut

Sometimes in mid-afternoons and lazy Saturdays, I just stare into the blankness of the day and imagine myself being fucked. I close my eyes and I see my ass up in the air, a huge juicy cock slamming me, my body shaking with every thump and the bed creaking with the waves of our movements. I am a big moaner and my ohhhs and ahhhs echo to the room. Fuck me! Fuck me deep and quick! That’s what I’d always wanted to say.

But then again, fantasies are always better when reality steps in and fate takes it course. And I remember one lazy Sunday when I was still with Lloyd. I was left at home to keep an eye on the man hired to fix and paint our roof. And this hunk has ended up not only screwing holes from the wooden planks of our house, but also, one wet and open hole ready for the taking.

It was a hot hot summer and I was grounded for sneaking out of the house a few weeks back to watch a rock concert with Lloyd. Now everybody was at the beach enjoying the sun and the waves, the sand and the cute boys in swimming trunks, except for me.

I wasn’t in a great mood, so soon as the hired guy came, I snobbishly lead him to the backyard so he can do his thing. Not bad looking, I thought. A pale dark skinned man, with a slightly long hair, and rusty looking. In my estimates, he was in his late 20’s or early 30’s. But without a word, I just went to my room.

I lay on bed slept for a while and woke up with an aching sensation. So I tried to satisfy myself with my fingers. I thought of the steamy night at the concert with Lloyd and made me yearn for his body, his legs, his arms all over me, and his cock sliding to my ass. But the pumps and banging on the roof made me lose my concentration. I tried to finger myself in rhythm with the hammer, but it was not working. I ended up sweaty and more longing, more hungry.

Then, the hammering halted. I tried to continue fingering myself but its not working. I need something bigger. So I stopped. Gosh! How I would like to go to the beach for my favorite hobby - boy hunting! Well, I have an idea. Hobbies can also be done at home, right?

So I fixed up a pitcher of lemonade with chunks of ice cubes, and added a special ingredient – half a bottle of vodka. I’m sure, step dad won’t mind if I borrow some from his wine cabinet.

I went to the garden wearing only a yellow laced tank top and yellow satin shorts, with no bra and no panties. I noticed that I didn’t need to rub my nipples for them to stick out. The thought of being alone with a sweaty sexy muscled man in the house was enough to make them poke visible.

I placed the pitcher and two glasses to the porch table and looked up the roof to search for him. He saw me and yelled hey princessa! Is that drink for me? The sun was beaming too bright and all I saw was the contours of his body, and his muscles, gleaming by the light, his face was so radiant that I almost didn’t see his gorgeous smile until he went down the ladder.

Princessa? I asked giggling. He said yes, princess in American. He was a heavy muscled Mexican with a pair of cute black eyes. I almost felt my pussy wet when he removed his shirt right in front of me. Ohh! Great abs, I said. Do you work out? He said he used to do a lot of heavy lifting in Meh-hi-co. And he just grinned and said how silly I am for a 14 year old. I replied that I’m 18 and old enough to know things, although that’s actually 2 years older than my actual age. He asked what kind of stuff I know. But I just leaned forward making sure my ass raised high enough for him to notice, and handed him the glass and asked if he really wants to know.

He said I was perfect. I said he was too. But he corrected that he meant I was in perfect timing as he was done with his task. Yeah right. I asked pardon for my unfriendly greeting earlier and this drink is kind of a peace offering and reward for a job well done.

But soon as I said the word “job” my eyes fell down to his pants and imagined how huge he must be. I would love to inspect it with my hand or better, my mouth, and do some “jobs”. I knew he saw my glance while he was drinking, coz his eyes rolled to the corner of the glass and he smiled.

I asked if he would like to take a shower and added “with me” softly as he placed the glass to the table. He laughed and asked if I really didn’t mind. So to cut the story short, we went into the house and soon as he stepped out of the shower, I handed him a towel and he grabbed my ass. I held his hand to squeeze my ass harder, and looked him in the eyes. He asked if I was sure of what I was asking. And I whispered that I am sure he is asking for the same thing. But I was so nervous and cold, am I really gonna go for it? Maybe sensing it, he whispered back that he promise he’ll be gentle.

In the bath, with the water still dripping to the tub, he kissed my neck and my shoulders wildly and I moaned and let it echo to the bathroom and in his head. I grabbed his huge cock and saw how he was nicely cut with a shaft so long and head so huge like a serpent ready to bite! He was even bigger than Lloyd!

He kissed my lips and I let him taste my tongue as well. The vodka still lingers in our mouths as he carried my ass and I wrapped my legs to his hips. I was rubbing my pussy to his belly, trying to slide down to feel his cock and his stares became serious… longing… He carried me to my room and I kicked the door lock behind us. He threw me softly to my bed and opened my legs wide so he could take me. I wanted him to kiss my pussy first but we were both fired up that I let him slam me right then and there. He took me first in one long slow stroke then confessed that he saw me fingering myself. I blushed and stopped. He said he finds it sexy and revealing. And I was beautiful like an ángel hermoso. He kissed my left nipple and rubbed the other with his fingers. Then took me slow again. But I was so wet and he was so huge that I can’t help but move my hips faster than his pace.

Whoa! Slow down princess! But I kissed his lips again to make him stop talking. And that was the signal that I mean business. So he rammed his cock in me faster, rubbing his head to my pussy walls. Oh I felt his tool grabbing me from the inside as our juices flicker and slide. It all went so slippery and he was taking me faster and faster until I moaned…. and moaned…. and our bodies collide with every second. His hands were squeezing my boobs and I hear him finally moan. His head tilted back, I knew he was about to cum and I was about to explode too! He suddenly slipped out his huge tool, threading a slight pain to my pussy and came! He came shooting his semen on my belly and my boobs! I almost tasted his cum and it smelled so fine! I giggled and rubbed his cum all over my nipples and skin.

“Oh you taste so fine princess,” he said and fell beside me on my bed. Did you cum? He asked, aww what a gentleman I thought. I touched my aching pussy and felt my juices all over. “Yes I did”. And it was the last three words I remember saying.

When I woke up, the sun was down. I was alone in my room and naked under the blanket. I knew he left the house already. Maybe left my life for good too. But as I stretched and rolled to my side, I saw three small white daises beside me. It was the daisies from our backyard. What a sweet stranger! And I knew I’d see him again. Maybe even sooner than I think.