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

    on my period but my anger had been replaced by shame. The prickle of tears stung the back of my eyes. I quickly walked across the street and into the park. I found a park bench and sat seething. The phone in my bag buzzed and pinged. The message was an answer from Micky: M - Come round as soon as you can I got up from the bench and walked over to a taxi rank. I hopped into a taxi with a female driver and gave her the address. I text Micky: E - Coming around now. Be there in 5 mins. I was struggling now. I was going through a rollercoaster of emotions. One minute annoyed, then ashamed, then furious, then full of self-loathing. When I got out of the taxi at Micky's place I was settled firmly with anger - white hot pure rage. I walked up to his door and got my keys out. I fumbled them in the lock and then finally opened the door. I burst in, threw my bags down against the wall, slammed the door and screamed at him. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK MICKY! What were you thinking!" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be fair to him. He was incredibly apologetic. I tried to keep my rage going but I suddenly felt very tired. He was explaining to me how it all happened but I was feeling exhausted and in need of a shower. I remember the look in his eyes though. Absolute sincerity. He knew what he had done was wrong and I did believe that it was a ...
    mistake. But I couldn't get the whole thing out of my mind. My Dad's cock had been inside of me. In my pussy. Thrusting into me. It was all too much. I excused myself telling him I needed a shower. I made some weak joke about hoping there was a lock on the door. He said he'd stay down this end of the apartment. I walked over to my case and took it through to the spare room. I unzipped it and got out a t-shirt and some jeans. Everything felt dirty. I walked into the bathroom and closed and locked the door. I turned on the shower and sat on the toilet. My mind was racing. Images of what happened swirled like a x-rated tornado. I needed to work it out. Why didn't I wake up. Why was he able to slip inside me....was I wet? Was my subconscious OK with the sex? I got out of my clothes and stepped into the shower. I cried. I wasn't OK with this. This isn't what I wanted. I was scared that I would never be able to forgive Micky. Right now I didn't hate him, I was angry. Not so much with Micky but with the situation, the whole fucked up stupid situation. I sat on the floor of the shower and pulled my knees up into my chest and sobbed. My tears finished and I stood up. It was time for me to cowgirl up and start making this better. The weeping was doing nothing for my state of mind. I had been through shit in my life before and I wasn't going to let this mess trip me up. I got out of the shower and realized that I was tired. I quickly dried myself off and went through to the spare room to get ...
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