1. The Office Junior - Part 9 Emma's Story


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Erotica, Lesbian, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Teen Female Solo, Voyeurism, Author: mistermonster, Rating: 89.1, Source: sexstories.com

    I had were OK. I looked down and I could see that between my legs I had a little bit of crusted cum. The sight caused my bottom lip to tremble again as I remembered what happened leading up to me standing here. My Dad had fucked me and my friend had abandoned me. I stepped into the shower and allowed the hot water to wash away the sticky and crusty residue on my body. I washed around my crotch thoroughly but I felt like I couldn't get clean. I decided to forget about washing my hair as I didn't want to spend 20 minutes blow drying it. I turned the shower off, stepped back up to the mirror and wiped away the condensation. I could feel myself getting angry. Why had Micky done that? How dare he do that to me. Should I call the police? Should I tell my mother? I only lost my virginity 8 months ago after fending off my ex's hard cock for about a year before finally deciding I was ready. My first time was terrible. My ex thought we were in a porn movie so was making all sorts of sounds and facial expressions. He was clumsy and thought once he had entered me his sole job was to pound against me until he came. He even had the audacity to ask me if I came. Yeah sure buddy.....my vagina loved being treated like a cum dump. It really turned me on you fucken stupid piece of shit wanker. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that my breakfast would be served soon. I finished drying and getting dressed. I pulled my hair back and put it in a ponytail. I gathered all my stuff and opened ...
    the door to allow the noise of the room to surround me again. The breakfast (well more like brunch) was good. A poached egg on a savory muffin with a couple of bacon rashes. I ate it quickly and downed my latte. I walked out of the shop and onto the street. The morning was gone. I had been awake for almost 5 hours. For 5 hours I had contained my rage enough to get on with things. The guy on the shitting bike came out of fucken nowhere. I mean what the hell was he doing on the footpath. There's a sodding great cycle path on the road. I heard a yell and then the sound of tires skidding. I turned just in time to see a man on an expensive looking bicycle struggle to keep from tipping over the handlebars. "Watch where your walking you idiot!" Shit just got real, "Why the fuck are you on the footpath you twat! Why not ride on the fucken cycle path you cunt." I was surprised by my sheer anger. "Well if you didn't wander around with your head in the clouds you would have seen me....I'm wearing a pretty bright cycling jacket." I walked aggressively up to him. I wanted to smash his smarmy rat face in with my fist. "Fuck off dick. I'm having a shitty day and I will end you if you DON'T. BACK. THE. FUCK. UP!" The look on his face was a mix between terror, disgust and embarrassment. A little crowd had formed with one or two of the random strangers telling the cyclist to leave. There was also a voice telling me to watch my language. The cyclist muttered something about me being a bitch and ...
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