The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 4: Lucky To Get Out Alive
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 4: Lucky To Get Out Alive - Lewis is 15 and decides to get a Saturday job. Finding one in a Video hire shop helping Mike the manager, he finds himself earning a bit extra every week by having some interesting fitness tests followed by some relaxation including sex lessons and experiences which he thoroughly enjoys.
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Teenagers Coercion Consensual Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Torture Anal Sex First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student
‘No, it won’t, you’ll definitely be able to.’ he told her, ‘But let’s skip over that for the moment, I’ll explain more about it later.’ As he massaged on down her legs, he asked, ‘What was your dad like before you were fifteen?’ ‘Whilst I was at primary school, he was just my dad, I knew no different.’
‘He was never ever a loving person, and I don’t think he ever gave me a hug or a kiss, he was just there. It wasn’t until I went to secondary school and heard the other pupils talking about their homes and their parents that I realised that my family was different. I avoided getting friendly so that I didn’t have to take anyone home and let them see.’
‘Then once I was fifteen and he started attacking me, I wouldn’t risk it in case dad attacked them. I often dreamt happily that he did and got arrested and taken away. But then everyone would know what he’d been doing to me, and I’d never be able to look anyone in the face ever again.’
‘I also thought it likely that Sarah and I would be put in care, as mum was clearly an unsuitable mother letting it happen.’ As Cliffs hands neared the top of her thighs, he told her to close her eyes and relax. ‘As I go up to your head, there’ll be no questions, just enjoy it.’
Her knees were still drawn up, and as he massaged, he did so deep into her hairs. This time his index finger found the opening to her vagina and gently traced around the edge on the soft skin. Ashley was crying constantly in delight at the feelings going through her.
Then as he massaged up both groins and through her hairs, she had even more lovely feelings. When his hands reached her breasts, his featherlight touch sent her into an ecstatic world of pleasure. As his hands passed over her nipples, she realised they felt different.
She opened her eyes and looked at them. They were sticking out more than usual, and they looked and felt hard. ‘My nipples have changed.’ she called out. ‘It’s because you’re aroused by the massage,’ Cliff told her. ‘They go bigger and harder then.’
When he reached her head, he held his arms out. Ashley sat up into them and put her arms around him. He did the same to her, and they put their heads on each other’s shoulders. As they sat there, Cliff ran his hands slowly up and down Ashleys bare back.
Ashley was just floating around in a world of her own. It was one she wasn’t used to as it was a happy world. After a while Cliff told her to sit up. She did so reluctantly. ‘Stay there.’ Cliff instructed as he moved to the end of the settee.
‘Now lie down with your head on my lap.’ he instructed. As she settled into place, he rested one hand on her head and stroked it slowly. The other hand he rested flat and still on her stomach below her breasts. ‘Now start at your fifteenth birthday and tell me everything that happened.’ he instructed.
Ashley lay there, content to be close to Cliff. Then as she cast her mind back to that awful day, her happiness just drained away. ‘It had seemed just like an ordinary birthday,’ she began, ‘No great fuss. As usual dad never wished me Happy Birthday, but mum and Sarah did.’
‘There was a present from mum and dad, but I knew that it was really from mum. And one from Sarah. We never had parties or cakes, dad though they were a waste of money. That evening we had our normal evening meal, then dad went into the other room on his own as he often did.’
‘The whole mood of the house lightened then. Mum, Sarah, and I watched tv together. Then Sarah who was ten, kissed mum and me goodnight and went up to bed. I sat with mum for a while, then I went and sat at the kitchen table doing some homework.’
‘When it got near to bedtime, I cleared all my stuff up and took it up to my room. I finished off my homework and got into bed. Soon afterwards, I heard dad go back into mum and start shouting at her. There was nothing unusual in that.’
‘Then about half an hour later my bedroom door flew open and dad walked in. He was just wearing a pair of shorts. I don’t think he had ever been in my bedroom before, certainly not when I’d been there. ‘Get out of bed.’ he ordered. ‘I did, I knew from experience never to argue with him, unless I wanted a very hard and painful smack.’
‘He looked me up and down then told me to strip off. I looked at him in horror and didn’t move. Next moment he lashed out and slapped the side of my face. I started crying with the pain, it had been so hard it had nearly knocked me over.’
‘Shut up and do as you’re told,’ he ordered, ‘Or the next one will hurt even more.’ I was so embarrassed and terrified too. I pulled my T shirt off and stood there with it in my hand. He stared at my breasts and said, ‘They’ve grown nicely, you’re definitely ripe for picking now.’
‘And the shorts.’ he ordered. As I took them off, I noticed the front of his shorts were sticking out and something was moving in them. I didn’t know a lot about sex, I still don’t, despite my experiences. But I knew that was his cock and I was even more scared.’
‘He looked me up and down and then told me to lie on top of my bed on my back. I got up, and as soon as I was lying down, he took his shorts off. I’d never seen anyone’s cock before, and I have no idea how dads compared with anyone else’s, but it looked very hard and terrifyingly big.’
‘As he started to get up on the bed, I knew what he was going to do. ‘Please don’t do this dad,’ I begged, ‘I’m your daughter, this is very wrong.’ ‘Shut up,’ he said tersely, ‘I’ve kept you for fifteen years, it’s time you made a contribution.’
‘He pushed my legs apart, lay down and his cock went tearing into me. As it went in, it felt like it was tearing my insides apart. Then part way in, there was another sharp pain too. I was crying out in agony. He let me cry until his cock was in as far as it would go.’
‘Then he put his hand over my mouth and told me that if I didn’t shut up, he’d keep his hand there for ages and I wouldn’t be able to breath. I was already struggling, so I managed to stop crying and he took his hand away.’
‘Then he started shoving his cock in and out of me. The pain got worse and then I passed out. When I came round, I was lying on top of my bed, still naked but alone. My vagina felt like it was on fire and there was some sticky stuff dribbling out of it.’
‘I went to the bathroom and washed between my legs. Then I went back to bed and cried myself to sleep. The next day at breakfast dad was just the same as always, said very little and didn’t acknowledge any of us. Sarah seemed oblivious that anything had changed.’
‘But I noticed mum looking worried at me a few times. I knew she must have heard my scream and my cries, but she didn’t say a word. I always walked to school with Sarah, so I had no chance to speak to mum until I got home that evening.’
‘Sarah went out to play, and dad was still at work. ‘Mum, I have to tell you something terrible.’ I began. ‘She just looked at me, still looking worried. I thought that was concern for me, but I was so wrong. ‘Dad came to my bedroom last night, made me strip naked, and then he forced me to have sex with him.’ I managed to get out.’
‘Then I burst into tears again. She just sat looking at me, then when I stopped crying, she just said, ‘He’s your dad, it’s the way he is. But you must never ever tell anyone what he does to you. The shame would be awful if it ever became public.’
‘You don’t care about me, do you?’ I said, hardly able to believe it. ‘All your concerned about is what people will think, you’re as disgusting as he is.’ I was too scared of dad and of what might happen if I told anyone else, so I’ve never told anyone until today.’
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