A man's first impression

As usual, I was hanging out with my girlfriends, but thoughts about what had happened were slightly preventing me from fully relaxing. I didn't want to go home. For me, home was like a waking nightmare that I returned to every day. One girlfriend was walking with her boyfriend. For a moment, her boyfriend tore his gaze away from her and looked at me:

 — Why are you always alone? Want me to introduce you to one of my friends? — he asked

 — No, thank you. I don't want a relationship right now. I can find a boyfriend myself later — I answered confidently

 — Well, okay… — he replied

The weather was wonderful: hot and sunny. And there were only

two hours left to walk. Being late home meant enduring my father's abuse again, only even harsher.

 — Let's go visit someone — suggested one of the friends

No one was against it. If I had known what this visit would turn into for me, I wouldn't have gone with them. But what awaited me was unknown. We walked across the whole city until we reached the long-awaited house. That house was beautifully decorated. "Probably new… " — I thought. We went up to the 3rd floor, which was also beautifully decorated, and entered one of the apartments on the floor. A guy stood in the doorway, smiling welcomingly at us. He looked nice and had a good figure. His gaze inadvertently darted to me when he was looking at our whole group.

 — Come in. I was waiting for you! — he said joyfully

He seemed like a very friendly guy.

 — Make yourselves comfortable, I'll be right back… — he said quickly

His footsteps and the clinking of bottles from the fridge could be heard. He brought a beer for everyone and turned on the music. We started talking and talked for a long time. Time flew by unnoticed. There were only 30 minutes left before I had to be home. When he addressed me, his gaze was different than with the others. It was as if he was undressing me with his eyes. No guy had ever looked at me like that before. I felt incredibly pleased and was embarrassed at times, not showing it. Time was running out…

 — I have to go, guys. I promised my dad I'd be home in half an hour. We started a renovation recently… — I said

 — Stay! Call and say you'll be a little late — my friends persuaded me

 — Thanks for the invitation to stay, but I really have to go..

 — Well then, we'll go too — said one of the girlfriends

The guy was a little disappointed that we had stayed at his place for so little time. He usually liked having his house full of guests. The girlfriends were already ready, and I was still putting on my shoes.

 — We'll wait for you outside — they told me

 — Okay, wait, I'll be out soon

 — Do you have a boyfriend? — the apartment owner suddenly asked me

 — No… — I answered, wanting to get rid of him

 — Well, that's good. And what's your name, lovely lady? — he asked with such flattery

 — Anya

 — Beautiful name! I'm Dima — he said, smiling

I smiled back at him.

 — Will you stay for at least half an hour? We'll sit, chat about something… — he suggested

 — I would be glad, but I have to go

 — Too bad… — he said disappointedly

 — It's a shame such a girl is leaving today. Otherwise, I'm bored tonight…

He held me against the wall, trying to kiss me. He put his hands under my skirt, groping my ass, squeezing it with his fingers as greedily as a traveler drinks water in the desert. I got scared, trying to fight him off, but he was stronger than me, and I only had the strength to scream, hoping someone would hear through the wall and help.

 — Don't scream, it's useless. No one will hear you — he said, smiling

 — You dress like a slut, tease guys, and think you can get away now?

I started crying. I was afraid of what might happen.

 — Stop whining, bitch! If you didn't want to, you should have said so…

He stopped touching me. "Go home, as you wanted" — he said. I left his apartment. My friends were no longer on the street. Covered in tears from the past fear, I went home. My legs wouldn't carry me. At home, my father was waiting for me with his dick, which I would have to suck again. "Do as he wants… " — was the only thing flashing in my head. I didn't know what time it was, so I walked slowly. And time seemed to have stopped. I didn't care if I was late or what would happen to me at home because it was inevitable. I already felt like a slut who could easily be used whenever my father wanted…

I entered my building. As I approached the door, my legs were giving way. I didn't want to ring the doorbell. I wanted to enter the house quietly somehow and go to my room. But the door, to my surprise, was open. No one was visible. I didn't call out to my father, in case he was sleeping. This thought warmed and delighted me deep down. I approached the door to my room, and suddenly a blow to my back, and I was instantly on the floor in my room. From the severe pain, I wanted to cry, but a new blow would follow.

 — Where were you? You were supposed to be home half an hour ago… — he asked me sternly

 — I was out… — I answered quietly

 — Didn't get any, slut? — he asked me rudely

 — I told you to be home at the same time as yesterday, and you didn't come.

 — Undress, bitch! — he ordered

 — Don't, dad, please! I won't do it again… — I begged in tears

 — You have to… so you'll understand what it's like to be late. Your mother didn't teach you, but I will — he smirked

He pressed me to the floor and started undressing me, almost tearing my clothes. He started kissing me and caressing with his tongue in my mouth, expressing his desire to fuck me quickly. His hands were already wandering over my appetizing ass and my juicy, young breasts. With one hand, he squeezed my buttocks, and with the other, he touched my breast, teasing my nipples. His hand wandered all over my body and between my legs. He paid no attention to my tears; he didn't care. He only wanted to have his slut, and that was it. Only then would he be satisfied with me. Touching me between my legs and teasing my nipples with his tongue and sucking them, he got pleasure.

 — How sweet you are! Sweeter than mom! You're my best slut!

Such words were pleasant but also disgusting at the same time. He took off my panties and started pressing on my pussy, rubbing it. Caressing my pussy with his fingers. He kissed my breasts. I felt that I wanted him, I wanted to lose my virginity now, but he didn't want that. He was like an animal at that moment and was ready to fuck me. And he took out his huge, swollen cock.

 — Did you think I was going to fuck you in the pussy? — he said, laughing

 — Suck, bitch! — he ordered

His order was not up for discussion. I started sucking him off, as I did yesterday. Swallowing his cock and moving my lips back and forth over it, licking the head of his cock. It seemed sweet to me when it was all inside me. I had never experienced anything like that before. I started moving my lips over his cock faster and faster. His cock was hitting my throat, but my father liked it that way. His intermittent heavy breathing could be heard.

 — Sucking slowly again, damn it!

He started forcing my head onto his cock. It hurt, tears were streaming down my face, but he was merciless and didn't even look at me.

 — You're a cocksucker and you have to suck properly! Dad will teach you how to do it right!!

He enjoyed his slut, moaning with pleasure. I would lick the shaft of his cock, then swallow it again.

 — Lick my balls! — he ordered

I started licking his balls and the shaft of his cock. I took his cock into my mouth all the way to his balls, licking his testicles with my tongue. Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of my mouth.

 — Get on all fours, bitch! — he ordered

 — How?

 — Like this! — he said, bending me over

 — It's going to hurt now — he said, smiling — scream as much as you want

I felt something entering my anus, trying to penetrate. The pain was hellish. I begged him to stop, but he only started going harder. He fucked me in the ass like the last whore. He thrust his cock with such force that blood started flowing.

 — You're like a virgin! — he laughed

The hellish pain was a hindrance, but it was also pleasurable. I started moaning with pleasure, ignoring the pain.

 — So you like it, good… — he said in ecstasy

 — Do you like it like this?

He started thrusting his cock even deeper. I cried from the pain. It hurt more with each thrust. I felt his cock widening my anus. I so wanted him to stop.

 — I'm going to cum soon, bitch…

 — Yes! Yes!… he came.

Finally, it was all over… I felt like the last whore. It felt lousy, and my father sat next to me, looking at me with satisfaction.

 — Turns out you're also an excellent slut, better than I thought — he praised me

 — Someone like you should only be fucked and fucked… Go wash up, or mom will be home soon… And wipe everything up here! — he ordered

 — Okay… — I answered

 — Did you like it?

 — Yes… — I said through tears

I went to the shower and then washed the blood off the floor until my mom arrived, otherwise she would have found out everything. I wouldn't want such shame in front of my mom. My father just smiled at me and said I was good, but it wouldn't last long…

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