Ian's New Girlfriend

On a late Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the front door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at least another hour. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her mouth to greet her but was cut off by her shouting into the kitchen at who she assumed was Ian.

"You said you couldn’t find your credit card," Ian shouted back.

"Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would have been perfectly happy to drive. Then maybe I wouldn’t have seen your phone when your other boyfriend texted."

"Mom, are you cheating on Ian?" Lacey asked with apparent appall.

"The fact that you and your daughter are living in my house rent free would suggest as such," Ian retorted. He had just entered the living room from the kitchen.

"If we're even still together," Ian scoffed.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to come. Maybe she could help them reconcile. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would have to leave the place they now called home.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however feel the weight of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not bother looking at them. She wanted to be petty and ignore them for as long as possible.

Not realizing how loud her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could hear him. "I don’t want you to think less off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some time apart. That may sound like we'll get back together soon, but I'll be honest I'm kinda past wanting her back at this point. She's already left. I don’t know where she's going to go and I really couldn’t care less right now."

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the song on her phone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack; still no response. Annoyed he decided to tease her a little. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart print panties.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her panties. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love handles. Her crotch felt cold when he slid her panties down to her thighs. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the same time he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to give in.

Ian was fast forgetting why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend's daughter's ass bounce and shake with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better figure than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the chest and thigh area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to hide her crotch from view.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her face into the bed to stifle her screams. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposite, trying to work his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his knee into the small of her back to keep her pinned when he finally removed his hand from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The situation she was in felt even stranger due to the fact that loud music was still blaring in her ears. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a stranger who broke into the house to rape her while the adults fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her head though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

With her face no longer hidden, her next squeak was much more clear. She gasped in a breathy sexy way, moaning in slight pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of admiration. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents split up. She was an adorable child who treated him with respect. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would accept him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a long time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

"Please," she managed a slight complaint as he stroked her hair. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not realize that her soft voice only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to watch her grow up and get a boyfriend. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that fear. If only he had done this sooner.

For the next ten minutes she just laid there in agony, both mental and physical, as he worked his fingers inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could feel liquid seeping down her thighs. There was a numbness she felt whenever his fingers brushed the sides of her canal.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not tell; either way, she fell onto her back the moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her face was completely red and her eyes were filled with tears. Her bangs were soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. She was aware that her panties were still around her thighs and felt ashamed. Something felt wrong about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be better. Instead she felt sticky and constricted. Her legs hurt from not being able to spread apart. She wished he would just take off her panties entirely.

She uncovered her face to look when something wet enveloped one of her nipples. Ian was sucking on her breast greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to nothing about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not realize that having her nipples touched and in this case licked would cause her crotch to tingle.

Ian did stop. She sounded extremely desperate. For a moment his fatherly instincts kicked in. He stared at her with concern but it only lasted a moment. With his other hand he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. "Can you finally hear me?" he asked in annoyance. "What do you mean, stop? Maybe you don’t understand your situation yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, nothing. Unless she can hitchhike back to her folks place two hours away, she'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her?"

Lacey's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this house, she was going to have to pay rent by letting him have sex with her. Her first thought was that she had to get out immediately but it quickly dissolved. She had no where to go. Her mom left without her. She had been abandoned. If she ran away she would probably never see her friends at school again.

She could barely focus on anything. The one thought going through her head was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his fingers. If their size was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her stomach, jostling her whole body. She did not know why and found it almost funny. It took some effort not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The hairs of his chest brushed against her erect nipples making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his fingers deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her canal stretched by his large fingers and wanted to make her feel even better.

"Aren't you eager," Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to position himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock brush against the outside of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely different than his fingers made it exotic. He moved it all around the opening to tease her more before he finally started to push in.

"Why would you even look in my purse?" she demanded angrily.

"I didn’t say you needed to look for it."

"Don’t call him that. We aren’t even serious," Janet, Lacey's mom, tried to defend herself. She was not doing a good job of it.

"I wasn’t really aware that we were exclusive," Janet made another excuse.

"You just love to lord that over me, don’t you? You only own your house because your mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we'll be on equal footing."

Janet looked livid with anger. "Sweetie, you don’t want to hear all this. Just go back upstairs for now," she instructed Lacey.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No sooner had the door to her room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to music on her phone to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to make sure she could hear none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

A large hand touching her butt revealed that the person in question was Ian and not her mother. He did that from time to time, patted her bottom when he wanted her attention instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the main reasons he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her blaring music. "I don’t want to be unreasonable," Ian continued. "I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I'm willing to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new place by then, you'll go back with her. I feel that is more than fair."

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the butt almost made her yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not plan to lose this game. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to keep spanking her.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her round butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to stop if she just asked him to.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and show him her private place. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her legs and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare crotch. He felt something warm and damp.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a foreign sensation she did not know how to react to. His fingers were larger than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the thin flesh that separated her vaginal canal from her intestines. Her eyes rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her body, making her look like a fish flopping atop the bed.

"You shouldn’t have ignored me," Ian scolded her as he worked his fingers deeper into her. He felt he needed to maintain the idea that this was justified punishment. If he let up too much she might try harder to escape.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair away from the back of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a different person. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to treat her as a sexual object. He wanted to force that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this wonderful girl out of his life. He could make her his in a different way.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his fingers moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to feel him. Worse than just using her body, he wanted to make her think about it too. She could hardly believe that the man who had taken care of her and treated her like a daughter for years was now taking it all back with interest.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to wrench her head sideways. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in embarrassment. Kissing someone whose fingers were inside of her at that very moment was too much. Like a flood, liquid gushed out between her legs, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was normal. She felt resentment. He had slept with several women, her mother included. This was her first time. He should be treating her special, not making her feel like a slut.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breasts, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable annoyance as he undid the front clasp. Her large bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were large and her areolas were, in her opinion, too dark. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her hand to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to look like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his fingers into her, pulling her fingers with him. "Stop!" she shouted as more tears spilled down her face, creating white lines atop the red.

Lacey shook her head. "That's right. You'd rather stay in your nice warm bed tonight. Unfortunately rent isn’t free. Your mom used to pay with her body but I don't want that slut anymore. Do you know what that means?"

Taking advantage of her stunned disposition, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any chance she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making sure to scrape her walls excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became heavy. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

Eventually her curiosity got the better of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The bulge in his pants was quite large. He was wearing a nice pair of trousers in anticipation of date night with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts had gone to waste. At least he was still going to get laid.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the best option would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her hand from his fingers and grabbed the bulge in his pants. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his cock spring out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. "That thing is going inside me," she gulped nervously.

Her eyes began to water from the pain immediately. She threw her head back and clenched her teeth. A low growl grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her face and bit the back of her own wrist in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one hand on her cheek and was petting her gently. "Good girl," he coaxed her.