Lisa - dirty beginnings or prologue

It was the middle of the when coming back from my friend I suddenly felt some anxious feeling of being observed. This stare was strange, this stare was different. I felt passion, I felt desire, I felt instinct and pure lust in it. I did not knew who was following me but whoever it was I knew he wants me. And I knew I could not resist anyway.

Before I even new I ended up pushed to the wall. His hands was big and hot. He started going down all the way to my hips slowly and gently. He started to get spicy and suddenly put his two fingers into my pants. His was rubbing my pussy up and down up and up and down, then he became to move it in and out. The walls of my got stretched and tighten in the same tighten at the same time. His fingers were so good like they were made for fingering. Great amount of wonderful heat started going from my hole all the way up to my belly. I was swimming in in one big sea of desire. Desire to have him bigger, deeper, to have him hard inside me. It was the time when he shows me my place.

He took his big and hard dick out of his pants. He caught my hair, pulled me down and started to pushed my face against his cock. I knew he has power over me. I didn't want to make him angry so I started to be good and obedient girl gently sucking his stick,  I started slowly moving my tongue about the tip, then I carefully change the direction to up and down, taking care and polishing hi, all the way to the balls. I felt amazing heat in my mouth, I felt every single vein of him. I felt him getting bigger and bigger, thicker and thicker. I knew that he was going to cum and I wanted it. I was a whore fucked by an unknown guy in the dark corner and I liked it.

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My name is Lisa. I'm barely 21. As you probably noticed, I really love good deep fucking. I am pretty ordinary young girl - good child and good student. Passing me on a street, you would never notice anything strange. But the truth is that am fucked up, so much fucked up that if somebody caught me and put a straitjacket on me, I would actually cheer them up. Why?

I don't remember my father too much. To be honest, I don't have any good memories of him. He was an alcoholic. When he was drunk and he was drunk a lot, he was always criticising, punishing and humiliating me. One day, my mom finally stood up for me. They became fighting. My mom, who was driven by hate and anger from all these years, got a kitchen knife and with the blink of an eye she stubbed my father in his stomach several times. He fell all cold on the floor and died in the stream of his own blood and my mother was sentenced to life in prison for a second-degree murder.

After that I lived and was by my auntie. My auntie was an old-time kind of woman. She always said:

The most precious part of the woman is also a hole that men want to use. And amongst the men that come to use it, there is one that has an object that can give the woman happiness. And that object is called a dick. If you hold it tight and keep it yours, the you will find happiness.

That's what she told every time she was drunk and that was her golden rule.

One day, I saw her in the night, in the bed, with a man that wasn't my uncle. This man was fucking my auntie deep and wild. His dick was moving around inside her making her body to bend in one amazing orgasmic spasm. At first it was disgusting but when I saw her face, when I saw that he is at the top of happiness, at the top of ecstasy, I knew that I want to discover this world, discover my body in a completely new way.

I want to make it clear - this is not going to be another fairytale about good girl who meets rich sadomasochist playboy that fuck her and she thinks she can change him through fucking and making him to settle down. This going to be a dark story about a girl whose childhood was totally destroyed, who love sex, who is all fucked up, and who is glad that has someone to share her crazy joyride called life.

Gosh, I think I got her advice too seriously...

To be continued...