"Danny, that's really not fair!" I exclaimed.
"It's completely fair. My house, my rules," said Danny.
Danny had been living with my mom and me for seven years, so he had a point.
As much as I hated the idea of having to routinely shame myself in front of Danny, I cared for Tom, and didn't particularly want to break up with my one and only boyfriend. Who knows how long it'd be before another guy showed interest in me.
"Alright Danny," I agreed in my quietest voice.
***************
On my next date with Tom, I specifically wore one of my schoolgirl-esque skirts so I wouldn't have to expose my pussy to Danny again... even though I'd secretly liked it.
Tom took me to a drive-in, and then, once the movie was over, things started to get a little frisky. The movie we'd seen had some pretty intense sex scenes in it, and this had apparently gotten Tom all worked up.
"Did you like the movie?" I asked as I turned to Tom and looked at him with adoration.
"Not as much as I like you," he replied before leaning in to kiss me passionately.
I ran my fingers through his hair as he cupped my face gently, our tongues moving in each other's mouths in an incredibly hot wrestle. Tom ran a free hand from my face down to one of my breasts, and I moaned in pleasure when I felt him squeeze me there. He fondled me on top of my shirt for a few moments before taking both hands and sliding them under and up the fabric, eager to get to the source.
"Ohh," I said softly when I felt Tom's strong hands touch my bare breasts. He grabbed onto them and moved them in small circles, my excited nips jutting into his palms. He continued to kiss me, hungrily and with yearning, as he massaged my body into ecstasy.
Feeling Tom in my mouth and on my breasts was putting my panties in grave danger of becoming wet. I didn't want to stop him, but when I felt him start to slide his hand up my thigh, I knew I had to.
"Stop, Tom. I need you to stop," I whispered, not wanting to say the words.
"Why babe?" he asked, clearly confused because I had seemed so into it.
"Because my mom's boyfriend is a fucking weirdo who's started checking my panties whenever I come home from being out with you," I explained.
"He'll know if I took things too far."
"Wow, that's messed up. You should report him or something," suggested Tom.
"Danny means well -- he just doesn't want me to end up like his mom," I replied.
"Like his mom?" said Tom.
"Yeah -- like a slut," I responded.
I reached out and began to stroke Tom's hard member through his jeans.
"We'll just have to get... creative," I said slyly.
***************
When I arrived home, I wasn't happy to see Danny, to say the least.
"Did you have fun?" he asked, as if he were a perfectly normal dude.
"Not too much fun I hope," he added.
I shrugged my shoulders and started to reach under my skirt to lower my panties. Danny had other plans, however, and quickly shoved me against the front door before I could do what he wanted.
"What the hell, Dan?!" I shouted. Was there no pleasing him?
"You watch your mouth, Jane! I need to make sure you're not giving me a pair of decoy panties," said Danny as lifted the bottom of my skirt and tucked it inside my underwear.
Decoy panties? Da fuck...
He got down on his knees so his face was right up against my pussy. He took a deep inhale and breathed in the scent of my panties. He then scooted them down until they were clinging around my thighs. I blushed as I felt my pussy grow hot, hoping that Danny would touch me there.
Danny pulled my angelic white panties a little closer to his body as he leaned in to inspect them. I could feel his hot breath on my virgin mound, and it excited me.
"All--all clear?" I quivered, cursing myself in my head for craving a more thorough examination.
"Not quite," responded Danny as he moved his hands onto my pussy lips.
He was doing it -- he was really doing it, I thought, my whole body flushed with lust from this one simple touch.
I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning as Danny smeared my folds around in his hands. He was holding up each individual pussy lip now, checking for any residual cum. My entire pussy was tingling from his touch -- I didn't want Danny to stop.
Just then, Danny slipped his two longest fingers inside my hole and began slapping them about, fingering me in a frenzy as he checked my vagina for "evidence" that I had sinned. I reached out and grabbed onto Danny's shoulder, clenching it, trying my damnedest not to show that I was enjoying this.
Danny must have had a real hard time determining what was my natural pussy juice and what was potential cum, as he continued to fuck me with his fingers, going harder and faster now. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something else, but it was no use. The pleasure that Danny was giving me was just too blissful to ignore.
"Uhhh!!" I called out as I came with Danny inside me. My pussy clenched onto his digits, squeezing pleasure out of every wave. My orgasm seemed like it would never end as I came for longer than I ever had before.
When I had finally finished cumming, I put my hands over my mouth in shock. I couldn't believe I had just let myself go like that in front of Danny!
"It's okay, princess," Danny assured me as he patted my leg and pulled his sticky fingers from my vag.
"It's perfectly understandable why you had a reaction like that."
He then swatted me on the bare bottom once again and sent me off to bed.
***************
On my next date with Tom, we pushed the limits of my chastity even further. This time I took off my top entirely, allowing Tom to suck on my tits while he moaned about how delicious they were. As we sat on that park bench, I felt him up, too, reveling in how hard I had made him.
"I want to taste you," I said to Tom, unbuckling his belt and yanking his cock free.
I never knew that cocks could be so thick, I thought as I admired his long, wide member. His skin down there felt spongy but velvety. It was also blazing hot!
Could something that big really fit into my hot little hole? I wondered. I could stare at his gorgeous shaft all day.
Down went my head into my boyfriend's lap, mouth barely able to accommodate his engorged rod. Up and down I bobbed on it, doing my best to wet it all over with my mouth. Tom was grunting softly, very much enjoying the way I was moving.
Danny would kill me if he knew what I was doing to Tom's cock right now.
My guy was groping me all over, desperate to grab a handful of something to satisfy his lustful desire. He took off his jacket and laid me down on the bench, then lifted my skirt. In one forceful heave forward, he pressed his dripping wet cock into my panties. He began to rub himself against me, electrifying my entire region. It felt so fucking good -- I wanted him to keep doing this to me forever.
With a hand on each tit, Tom humped against me faster and harder, thrashing pleasure into my virgin mound like never before. I grabbed onto his taut cheeks and grinded him into my pussy even harder, wrapping my legs around his hips and drawing him deeper into me for good measure. He leaned in and began to kiss my neck and nibble on my earlobes, which drove me wild even more.
I craved, wanted, needed him inside me, but like the proverbial angel on my shoulder, I could hear Danny saying no.
"Tommy, I think we should stop..." I started to say, but it was already too late. He let out a yell of pleasure as he unleashed his seed onto me, soaking my panties.
Shit, shit, shit, I thought, but I didn't say this aloud, as I didn't want to offend my sexy Tommy.
"Fuck... sorry," apologized Tom when he'd realized what he had done.
"It's okay," I said as I fought not to cry.
But it really wasn't okay... I was scared to death of what I was going to have to show Danny.
***************
I had done my best with Tom's shirt to sop up the cum, but it was of littl
e use -- my panties were soaked through. As I nervously entered the house, my mind scrambled to come up with a way to hide this.
Noticing my disheveled hair, Danny said, "Are you aspiring to be a hooker now?"
"No, Danny--" I started to say, but he quickly grabbed onto my elbow and interrupted me.
"C'mon, you know what time it is," he said as he pulled me by the arm into the living room.
When we got to the couch he bent my body forward, face buried in the cushions and ass in the air. Slowly, gingerly, he smoothed his hands up the backs of my thighs and over to my panties. My legs quivered from his touch, little goosebumps spreading all over my lower half.
I hated to admit it, but I loved the feel of his hands on my body.
He flipped my skirt up and over my hips in one swoop. Why oh why did I think that not wearing pants would somehow make these inspections "easier"?
Danny then took his entire palm and cupped it over the bottom of my underwear, rubbing the fabric deep into the warm, wet space between my legs. He was making my pussy pulse with desire, and I just wanted more... more... more.
Just then, I felt Danny use his fingers to slide my panties to the side, around my ass cheeks. I squirmed and tried to get away, worried that he was going to find out what Tom had done to me.
"I'm not done yet," said Danny sternly as he grabbed onto the sides of my hips and held me in place.
"I need to check you back here, to make sure you didn't get any crazy ideas."
Wait -- what did he mean, "back here"?
And then suddenly -- ohhh. I felt one of Danny's fingers probing my asshole.
It felt strangely exquisite having Danny play with me back there. I was super sensitive to his slightest movements, hardly able to believe that something so dirty could feel so good. He was sliding himself as deep as he could go into my hole, swirling his finger as if to stir me real good. I instinctively began to buck my ass into Danny's hand, wanting him to explore me deeper, deeper... I could feel myself rapidly approaching orgasm from this delightful new touch.
Noooo, I thought regretfully as I felt Danny pull the pleasure from my hole. He started to scoot down my panties, which snapped me back to reality.
"I think you've checked enough!" I shouted as I quickly got up and fled. I couldn't have Danny see the inside of my panties, I just couldn't.
I raced up the stairs and into the one bathroom we had that locked. I stripped off my cum-laden undies and turned the faucet on full blast. Furiously, I scrubbed the material of my panties together, desperate to wash away all hints of Tom's jizz.
When I was satisfied that they were free from any traces of naughty, I took off the rest of my clothes and gathered them into my arms, being careful to conceal my wet panties deep within the heap. I marched into my bedroom and placed the load in my hamper, positioning the articles of clothing just so.
When I stood up and turned around, there was Danny standing in the doorway, watching me. He nearly gave me a heart attack.
"What are you doing?" asked Danny, his voice tainted with suspicion.
"Just -- just getting ready for bed," I explained.
"Is that so?" he asked, voice heavy with disbelief.
"Well you can't go to bed yet, little one. I need to finish examining you."
Danny moved towards me, and before I could think what to do, threw me onto the bed. I bounced a few times before landing on my back, dazed and confused as to what he had in store for me. I saw that he had something crumpled in his hands.
"Danny, no!!" I shouted as he began to secure my ankles to the bedposts using a couple of his ties.
"Quiet! This is for your own good," said Danny as he bound me tighter and tighter.
"You can't just give your V card to the first schmuck who makes a pass at you. When are you going to get that?!"
I could feel my eyes stinging with tears as Danny handled me roughly and unforgivingly. Did he need to be on some kind of medication? Surely this wasn't his true nature?
I tried to sit up, but it was difficult at best. "Danny, what are you doing?" I asked quietly.
He got up and walked around the side of the bed, grabbing onto my arms and fastening them, too. He leaned in to give me a little kiss on the forehead and said, "Oh, Janey. I think you're turning into my mother, but I have to be sure. I'm just going to perform a check of your cherry, to see if it's still intact. It will confirm if you've been telling fibs to me or not."
Danny took all three pillows from my bed and wedged them under my ass, putting my pussy on a platform for him to inspect. My whole body rattled with anticipation, half afraid, half excited of what Danny was going to do to me. My nipples were fully erect and my pussy was starting to drip as I laid there naked and exposed for Danny.
"Do you know what a hymen is?" asked Danny.
"I'm going to feel inside to check if yours is broken. I don't want to hurt you if you've been telling the truth, so I'm going to stimulate you some before I do it."
"Try to relax," he said as he gently stroked the outside folds of my pussy.
I could feel myself swelling against his fingers, blood rushing to the area so as to prepare me for a good dicking.
"You should really try to grow this out," said Danny as he tousled what little pussy hair I had.
"Real ladies have a full bush. Only whores and porn stars go bare."
Danny continued to caress my virgin snatch, tracing his fingers to the inside of my crease now.
"You're growing plump," commented Danny as he wriggled on my inner bits.
"This is good. It'll make it easier for me to check your cherry."
"Growing plump" I most certainly was. How could I not, with the way Danny was touching me?
He began tickling my most sensitive part next. I tried not to scream out in ecstasy as he diddled my clit as if it deserved a good thrashing. I couldn't help but jolt my lower half around the bed, causing Danny to chuckle.
"Try not to knock over the pillows, sweetie," said Danny as he moved in to make out with my mound. He nuzzled his mouth deep into my pussy, tasting it -- slurping it.
"Mmm, Janey. You're so wet down here, I'm afraid you're making it quite difficult for me to find what I'm looking for."
He slowly ran his tongue from my clit down to my slit, my entire body quivering all the while. When he got to my virgin hole he used his fingers to spread it wide, then pressed his tongue into my passage. I could feel it dancing inside of me, searching me, awakening an ache that felt uncomfortably good. I would've given anything in that moment to pull Danny inside me deeper, deeper... but my hands were tied and there was nothing I could do but lie there and take it.
Danny swapped his fingers for his tongue and reached up inside me. Just a little bit more and he was sure to reach my cherry. He was violating my box under the guise of checking my cherry, but it sure seemed like straight-up finger fucking to me.
Not that I was complaining.
When I felt Danny latch onto my clit and fuck me with his fingers at the same time, I about lost it.
"Danny, don't stop!!" I called out, unable to contain my lust.
But he did. He stood up, towering over my body, and did something unexpected.
Slap! went his hand as he gave my pussy a good smack.
It stung, but also felt kind of good. Perhaps I was just as demented as Danny was.
"Whore!" he yelled before walking out of the room.
Was Danny really going to leave me here all tied up?
No, no he wasn't. He returned a few minutes later, this time just as naked as I was.
"Oh, Danny," I gasped as I looked his luscious body up and down.
He had a hard body, and was clearly hard for me.
"It's evident that you are, indeed, a whore like my mother," he said.
"You can't even let me give you a pussy inspection without getting all excited."
He came onto the bed and crouched over my helpless body, hands toying with my tits. I closed my eyes, delighting in Danny
's touch as he pinched, rubbed and massaged them. I was so caught up in him playing with my tits that I didn't even notice he had his mind on something else.
I felt this incredible pressure outside my cunt, and then, suddenly, Danny was inside me. My eyes flew open as I watched my mother's boyfriend mount me, dick ramming into my no longer virgin pussy. He wasn't just taking my virginity, he was stealing it, and all I could think at first was how much it hurt.
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