Kelsey Learns What She's Worth

"Put your head down, and lift your ass up," he told her, and she whimpered, complying, closing her eyes.

"Now this is going to hurt a little," he warned, grabbing his dick and pressing it against her ass.

"Josh! Sir!" She gasped.

"Relax, I'm not going to take your virginity," he told her, pushing his cock against her ass, slowly penetrating her.

"B-b-but this- this is worse!" She groaned, feeling her ass stretching wide to take his cock in.

"You wanted this," he told her, spanking her ass, and she whimpered, unable to argue any more, closing her eyes as his dick slid inside her tight ass, stretching her so wide she thought he might rip her open, pushing deeper and deeper as she choked and gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head, until she felt his body pressing against her ass.

"OH GOD!" She groaned, shaking her head. "OH GOD!"

"Quiet, slut," Josh demanded, pulling back and spanking her before pressing his cock back deep inside her.

The pain was intense, almost unbearable, but there was something about it that she couldn't help but enjoy. She clenched her eyes shut and covered her face with her hands, sobbing meekly as he bounced her back and forth.

He fucked her ass for some time before she finally felt it coming, another orgasm creeping up on her steadily, a humiliating pleasure taking over her body, claiming it, finally pushing her over the edge when Josh reached around her waist and started rubbing her clit.

"Oh god!" She cried, tears streaming down her face. "Oh god, please no! Please don't make me! Please, sir!"

"Make you what?" Josh asked, knowing full well what she was talking about.

"Make me cum like a filthy whore!" She whimpered, but that only made him fuck her harder and rub her clit faster, ushering her through another orgasm, her pussy clenching and gushing with juices, squirting down her legs.

"FUCK!" She grunted like a wild animal, shaking her head and squealing in gibberish, calming down slightly as it ebbed and she thought she had control of her body again, but then seizing with terror as she realized it was happening again, one right after the other.

"OH GOD NO!" She cried, shaking her head as he pussy exploded again, her eyes rolling back in her head, her body spasming uncontrollably.

"I can't! I can't! Please stop! Please sir!" She cried, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm not finished yet," Josh laughed, enjoying her humiliation.

"You can fuck my pussy! You can take my virginity!" She pleaded. "Just please! I can't! I can't!"

"Mmm, fair enough," Josh smiled, pulling his cock out and letting her slump to the ground, standing up over her.

"Hurry it up, I don't have all day," he told her and she weakly picked herself up, crawling up to him.

"Open wide, clean off my cock with your mouth," he demanded, and she nodded, grabbing his dick and licking it off, sucking and slurping until he smiled. "Balls too."

"Yes sir," she replied, licking and sucking at his balls as he stroked himself off, watching her degrade and humiliate herself, then he pushed her off.

"Good girl, now stick your ass up again," he demanded, and she nodded, getting back on her hands and knees and lifting her plump little ass at him, spreading her legs wide, her glistening, wet pussy ripe for the taking.

"Fuck," he groaned as he straddled her, pushing his cock deep inside. She gave a little resistance, but nothing near as rough as her ass, taking him inside her with a long and sensuous moan.

"Oh, fuck yes, oh god yes," She grunted, Josh grabbing her hair and using it to steady himself as he pounded her from behind. "Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!"

"You're going to cum again, aren't you?" Josh laughed, and she nodded.

"Mhm!" She whimpered.

"Tell me what a filthy little whore you are."

"Fuck! I'm a filthy little whore! I'm a disgusting, dirty little slut!" She groaned, and her own shame from admitting it pushed her over once more, losing herself in her own lust and humiliation.

"OH GOD!" She sobbed, covering her mouth with her hand as she came.

"That's it, that's it," Josh groaned, spanking her ass, and when she was done, he stood up, walking over to the toilet.

"Get over here," he demanded, setting the top down and sitting on it. "I want to watch you ride my cock."

"Yes, yes sir," Kelsey groaned, crawling over, then picking herself up.

She straddled him, pressing his cock inside her, finding this position much more enjoyable, getting to control how rough he was, curb his intense energy, almost, stroking his neck and kissing him, riding him slowly.

"Good girl," he groaned, and she blushed, then he leaned forward, nibbling on her tits, biting and sucking, and Kelsey's head was flooded in orgasmic bliss.

"Oh my god," She groaned, riding him. "Josh, fuck, your dick, it feels so good!"

Josh smiled, grabbing her throat and holding her body against his as she grinded her pussy back and forth on his dick, her clit rubbing against his skin before cumming again.

"OH GOD!" She groaned, by now her pussy was barely leaking out any juice with every orgasm, but they still grew with intensity.

Josh squeezed her throat as she came, almost pushing her over the edge of passing out before letting go, the blood flooding her brain quickly, a rush of endorphins crashing over her, and she slumped over, wrapping her arms around his body, kissing him and purring quietly in his ear.

"Alright," Josh told her after a moment, picking her up with him as he stood up and setting her down on the tile sink, his cock still inside her. "Just a little bit more."

"Ok," She whimpered.

Josh spread her legs and grabbed her tits, pinching and groping them as he fucked her, watching her groan, a worn out, half passed out look in her eyes as he thrust his dick in and out, in and out.

"Rub it," he demanded, and she nodded, reaching down and rubbing her clit.

Josh grabbed her hair and forced her to look down, to watch as his cock penetrated her wet little pussy.

"Watch it, watch yourself cum," he demanded, and she nodded, whimpering as she played with herself, finally cumming one last time, forced to watch as her body quivered and shook with ecstasy.

"Good girl," Josh laughed, picking her up and setting her down on her knees. "Now open up."

"Ok, yeah," she grunted, opening wide, and he grabbed her hair, shoving his cock down her throat and fucking her face while she sat there, gagging and choking, but this time accepting it, resigned to let him use her mouth.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, right there," he groaned, shoving his cock down her throat, and as she started to gag uncontrollably, he pulled out.

"Open wide, keep your mouth open!" He grunted, and she did her best, choking and gasping for air as his cock shot load after load of cum all over her face. She closed her eyes, shaking as cum coated her face, oozing down her cheeks, filling her mouth.

"Right there, fuck, just like that," Josh moaned, until finally he was finished. "Fuck!"

Kelsey's mouth was full of his jizz as she caught her breath, and Josh slapped her.

"Swallow it, don't ever waste a man's cum," he told her, and she nodded, gulping down the mouthful of jizz, then sitting there, her mouth wide open, panting for breath, calming herself.

"Fuck, you look beautiful with your face covered with cum," Josh laughed, and she opened her eyes, staring up at him, almost smiling.

"Really?" She gasped, and he laughed, grabbing her throat and smearing his cum all over her face and in her hair.

"Yes," he laughed, standing up straight and washing his hands, pulling up his pants and reaching for his wallet.

"Well, it's been fun, little slut," he laughed, reaching inside. "What did we agree? Sixty dollars?"

"Um, a hundred," Kelsey stammered, and Josh laughed.

"Right, right, a hundred," he laughed, pulling out six twenties and throwing them at her, some sticking to her cum and sweat covered body. "There you go, even thew in a little tip for you."

"Um, ok, thank you, sir," Kelsey nodded, picking up the money.

"Um, Josh?" She asked, but when she looked up, he was already halfway out the door, leaving her alone, on her hands and knees, naked, surrounded by money.

"Fuck," she whimpered, crawling towards the door and locking it, lest somebody else should find her like this.

"Fuck," she sobbed, leaning against the wall, burying her face in her hands.

"I'm a whore."

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Kelsey was sitting on the living room couch when Mr. Mayer came home, reading a book for school in a cute little dress with long black socks, a the frilly top covering her breasts, thin straps on her shoulders, but doing little else to hide her wonderfully curvy figure.

"Hey Kelsey," Mr. Mayer smiled as he walked in, hanging up his coat and taking off his tie. "Are the boys asleep?"

"Yep, they've been in bed for a while now," she smiled, folding the corner of a page and setting it down. "How was the meeting?"

"Oh, you know, about as exciting as they come," Mr. Mayer smiled.

He was handsome, in his forties, a bit of a belly but otherwise in good shape, greying hair and a five o'clock shadow, a strong jaw line, but it would be a lie to say Kelsey ever noticed his good looks.

"Thanks for watching the kids while Sarah's at her moms, I was in a bit of a bind," he told her, sitting down, and she smiled.

"Yeah, no problem, they're easy," she said, piling up her books and stuffing them in her backpack.

Michael Mayer's wife Sarah wasn't exactly "visiting" so to speak. It was no secret they'd been having troubles, and this was more of a separation than a break. Kelsey knew that, but she did her best not to mention it.

"Not for me, atleast," Michael laughed, watching Kelsey grab some paperwork and bend over, shoving it in her backpack. He admired her long legs, her dress picking up a little to show off the back of her thighs. Her socks had cute little kitten faces on the hems, and he had to catch himself from reaching over and lifting up her dress entirely.

"Well you can call me over whenever you need a break," she smiled.

It had been almost a year since Michael had fucked his wife, maybe more, and he was buzzed from the post meeting beers him and some coworkers had shared at the nearest bar. He groaned inwardly, shaking his head.

"Well, you ready to take me home?" She asked, and Michael couldn't fight it anymore.

"Maybe I'm ready for something else," he smiled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her close to him, but she pulled away, trying to pry herself from his grip.

"Oh, um, what? I'm sorry, I really need to get home," Kelsey gasped, but his grip was firm, slowly inching her closer to him.

"I'll get you home soon," he told her, grabbing her legs and pulling him into her lap, her legs straddling him as she whimpered. "Stay a little while, I'll double your rate tonight, send you home with plenty of cash."

"Oh no," Kelsey argued, remembering her encounter with Josh a couple weeks prior. "Oh no, I don't want that, I don't want your money."

"See? That's what I like about you," Michael smiled, rubbing his hands along her legs as she desperately tried to push them away. "So down to earth, so humble, I bet you don't even realize what a delicious little body you have."

His words were like nails scratching on a chalkboard, sending disgusted shivers down her spine. She shook her head, trying to get up, but he pulled her back down.

"Mr. Mayer please, it's a school night, I need to get home soon," She begged, a frantic, worried look in her eyes as he slowly pushed her dress up, exposing her legs.

"I've had you home later, and besides, you don't need school, a body like yours was made for two reasons," he told her, lifting her dress just enough to expose a tight, bright blue little thong underneath, his hands groping her ass and pulling her against his body, rubbing her pussy against his hard cock as she pushed her dress back down, covering her panties. "To get fucked, and to make babies."

"Mr. Mayer!" Kelsey almost shrieked, but then covered her mouth.

"Sh! You'll wake up the boys," he told her, and she bit her lip, her face turning bright red.

"Please, Mr. Mayer," she whispered, shaking her head, tears welling in her eyes. "I just want to go home, please, just take me home."

"Sh, sh," he shushed her, pushing her dress back up. "Don't lie to me. Everyone knows why little teenage sluts like you wear dresses like this, thongs like that," he told her, pulling a strap on her bra and letting go, snapping her.

"Oh!" She whimpered.

"It's for ease of access, completely utilitarian," Michael laughed. "Just to make sure that you're ready for cock whenever and wherever you can get it."

"No!" Kelsey whimpered as Michael reached up and pushed her straps down off of her shoulders. She reached up, not letting him lower her dress any more to expose her tits, but as she fixed herself, he pulled out his cock and forced her body up against it.

"What's the matter? Never been fucked before?" He asked, and as she tried to struggle and push herself away, she saw vivid memories of her time with Josh, being used and fucked and paid for it like a common whore.

"No, it's not that," she whimpered, immediately met with a hard smack on her ass, sending pleasurable waves up her spine, forcing her to take a deep breath to try and get control of.

"See? So you admit it? You did wear this dress hoping to get fucked, didn't you?" Michael smiled, grabbing her ass and pushing her back and forth, forcing her to grind her barely covered pussy against his hard, throbbing cock.

"No! No! I swear! I'm not like that!" Kelsey whispered, trying to steady her breath, to not let her body take control like last time.

"Look at you, your face is red, your chest is red, your wet little pussy is leaking all over my cock," Michael laughed, and Kelsey looked away, trying to hide from the truth.

"It's not! I'm not!" She whimpered, but she could feel her body responding, she could feel her soaked panties, no matter how much she tried to ignore it.

"A dumb little teenage slut like you, you're just begging to get fucked, walking around in that dress. Don't worry, I'll take care of you." Michael smiled, lifting her up and pushing her thong aside, pressing his cock against her wet pussy and penetrating her slowly.

"FFFFFFFFFFF-" She grunted, shaking her head. "FUCK!"

"Yeah, just like that," Michael groaned, pulling her body against him, burying his cock inside her fresh little pussy.

"No! No, please!" Kelsey begged, tears beginning to fall down her cheeks. "Please, this isn't right, you're married!"

Michael kept pushing her back and forth, back and forth.

"Not for long, Sarah's not coming back," he laughed, groping her ass. "You know we always talked about having more kids. That could be you instead, I'd bet you'd love being impregnated, wouldn't you?"

"No!" Kelsey whimpered. "No! Please!"

"You would, you could stay here and be a good little fuck doll for me, have my babies, you don't need to study for that, you just need to take my cock like a good little slut."

She started to protest but Michael reached forward, forcing her lips against his, biting and kissing her even though she tried not to respond.

"Fuck, you're pussy's so tight," he groaned, sinking his teeth into her neck as he pushed her straps back down, pulling at her dress and exposing her round, perky tits.

"Oh god, no!" Kelsey cried, trying to pull up her dress as Michael kissed and sucked on her tits, but when she did, he pushed the bottom up, his fingers groping her butt and pressing against her ass.

It was a never ending tug of war, trying to keep her dress on, and all the while, Michael's cock continued to pump deep inside of her pussy.

"Please, Mr. Mayer, don't make me do this! Don't make me do this!" She begged, lifting her dress to cover her tits again.

"Don't make you do what?" Michael laughed. "I'm not making you do anything."

Kelsey's jaw dropped as she looked down in terror, realizing his hands were at her sides, barely holding her, and it was her own body bouncing up and down, grinding back and forth on his cock.

The terror and humiliation of seeing her body betray her, knowing that it was over, shameful of giving up so easily, of being turned on like the whore she knew she was, pushed her over the edge. She lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Michael's neck and burying her face in his neck as she came, tears streaming down her face, her pussy erupting with juices, soaking her panties, her dress, Michael's pants, the couch.

"FUUUUUUUUCK!" She grunted, and Michael covered her mouth, groping her ass and bouncing her up and down while she came.

"No! No! No!" She whimpered, shaking her head. "Oh god, I'm such a slut! I'm such a whore!"

"You are, aren't you?" Michael laughed, pulling her dress down once again and sucking on her tits. "You want me to fill your fertile little pussy with my cum, don't you?"

"No! Oh god no! Please, don't!" She begged, but Michael bit down.

"I can't hold out much longer," He groaned, reaching behind her and shoving two fingers inside her ass. "I'm gonna fill you with my seed if you don't get off and suck me off."

"I can't- I can't- I can't- Oh god don't!" She begged, grinding against him as another orgasm rushed over her. "Oh fuck! I'm coming!"

"Fuck!" Michael grunted as her juices erupted again, grabbing her and pulling her body against him. "So am I!"

They buckled and clawed at each other as they both came, and Kelsey could feel his cum filling her pussy, the warm sensation of load after load shooting inside her fertile, teenage body, before she finally slumped over, grabbing one of the couch pillows and burying her face in it, sobbing quietly.

*

"Well, here you are," Michael smiled as he pulled up to her house.

Kelsey hadn't said anything the entire ride home. She'd been completely silent, avoiding his eye contact, and now that she was home, she wasn't sure what to say.

"Th-thanks for the ride, M-Mr. Mayer," She whimpered, grabbing the door handle, but Michael grabbed her arm, pulling her back, sending shivers down her spine.

"Wait, aren't you forgetting something?" He asked, pulling out his wallet and grabbing a few twenties, handing them to her. "Unless my cock was payment enough."

"Um, no, no, that's fine," she murmered, taking his money and stuffing it in her backpack.

"Give me your panties," he told her, and her jaw dropped.

"What?"

"You heard me, take them off, they're mine now," Michael demanded, and she whimpered, nodding and reaching down, pulling her panties off, soaking wet with her juices and his cum, and handing them to him before opening the door.

"Oh and Kelsey, one last thing," Michael told her, and she popped her head back in, staring at him, confused.

"When your parents finally notice your growing belly and kick you out for being such a slut," He smiled, winking at her, "You can stay with me, for as long as you'd like."

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Kelsey sat at a coffee table, slowly transcribing notes and preparing their presentation as James and Brandon worked at the computer, coming up with a slide show.

They argued and goofed around, shoving and laughing as they put together their group project, but Kelsey was lost in thought.

It had been a month since she'd whored herself out to Josh, and week since Mr. Mayer had forced himself on her, using her like a little toy for his amusement, a week since she had sheepishly walked into the local pharmacy to ask for Plan B.

"Hey I know you, your mom comes in here all the time," the nerdy, thirty something pharmacy technician smiled as he handed her a discreet paper bag.

"Oh, yeah," she mumbled.

"Man, I bet she'll be pretty upset with you once she finds out what you came in here for," he'd smiled devilishly.