I hated this town. You couldn’t do shit without someone finding out about it and telling everyone. I knew sooner or later people would know.

Anyways! My name is Carlene. People round here call me Carli. I live in a tiny little town in Georgia. Everyone knows everyone’s business. Everyone knows the principal Mr. Slossinger is banging the very married first grade teacher Mrs. Ritchie. Everyone knows that pastor Michael bangs ... Well ... Pretty much anyone.

And lord do they love to gossip about me. I’m the hottest topic in the trailer park. So, a little about me. I grew up poor, and my mama ran off when I was little. It’s just been me and my dad for a while now. I’m 5 foot 2 and probably about 120 pounds. I got long dark curly hair and a thick booty and my tits are pretty big for a 14 year old. Oh and I’m tan. Real tan. I’ll be 15 in two months. I developed early like my mama. My Daddy has tried to keep my wildness down to a dull roar but the truth is, I got in with the older kids at the school and I’ve sort of been doing what I please.

My dad is a strict man and lord knows he hands out punishments easy enough. It’s been years since I got a whipping but he is quick to take my phone or make me stay in. So I gotta be sneaky. I keep slutty clothes at my best friend Jennifer’s house. I leave dressed like my dad thinks I should but I change at her house. So I end up going out dressed in short skirts and see through shirts that show off my big tits. Boys love my tits. They also love how easy I’ve been. Oh and that my friend Jennifer and I aren’t shy about playing with each other for them.

We sneak some of her mamas Jim Beam and get a little loose and next thing you know we are playing with each other’s tits and pussy and the boys are getting their dick hard. I’m not what you’d call a good girl. Hell, why lie about it? I’ll probably end up knocked up and worthless.

Well anyway this story started at school during a basketball game. We sucked. Our team almost always lost. So I didn’t pay much attention to the game. Instead I was there to flirt and have fun. I told my daddy I was spending the night with Jennifer and I got slutted up and dressed and went to the game. I made sure not to wear a bra and my crop top was white. My big nipples showed through the sheer white fabric. I wore a short black skirt with it. I left the basketball game and walked across the street to the local 24 hour gas station. They sold food and gas and beer. I strutted in there and got a slice of pizza. I went to the little room with tables and sat down to eat it. I had Jennifer with me.

I noticed an older man staring at me. He was probably in his 40s and kinda nice looking. He openly stared at me and grinned. I smiled at him and made sure my legs fell open so he could see up my skirt. I was wearing lacy panties. He walked over to the table and grinned.

“Hey there.”

“Hey yourself.”

I saw him keep looking at my tits and I could see he had half a hard on already.

“What are you looking at,” I challenged him. My eyes met his.

“I’ll be real honest miss. I was looking at you. You look hot. Wondering if you’d like to go get a drink with me?”

I was honest about my age to a fault and figured he would bail.

“I can’t go out for a drink. I’m 14.” To my shock his smile grew.

“That’s ok. I got my own booze. Wanna go for a ride?”

His eyes flashed and his grin drew me in. I could feel my pussy starting to tingle. This would be a new adventure for me. Never had sex with a man in his 40s.

We left together, and got in his car. He drove me around for a little bit making small talk. Then he took me to an overlook and got out his liquor. It was straight tequila and I had a few. He put on some music and kissed me. He slid my crop top up and let my D cup tits free. He went straight to sucking on my nipples which drives me crazy.

He grabbed my hand and put it on his hard on. I could feel it straining through his pants. I rubbed it through his pants and then unzipped him. He pulled his cock out and I leaned down and sucked it into my mouth. He moaned like he was already cumming. I stroked his cock with one hand and sucked. He lifted my skirt and slapped my ass. Suddenly there was a pounding on the car window.

I gasped and pulled away. My tits were hanging out and his cock was out. It was Ben Fields the local cop. Fuck. His eyes widened when he saw it was me. He opened the car door and told me to get out. I put my tits back under the crop top and straightened my skirt and got out. Ben scared the shit out of the dude I’d picked up and then ordered me to get in his car.

I knew I was in trouble. Ben was one of my dad’s drinking buddies. He drove me to my house and knocked on the door. My dad answered and his face said it all. He was shocked to see me dressed like a slut, with makeup smeared all over my face.

“Get inside Carli.”

I went inside and I heard Ben talking to him. I knew Ben was telling him he found me with my tits out sucking cock in a car. My face was red as fire.

Daddy came in and glared at me.

“I cannot believe my 14 year old daughter has turned into a fucking whore.”

He grabbed my arm and dragged me into the living room. I was trying to resist. I had no idea what he was doing. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. Daddy was drunk.

“Daddy stop! What are you doing?”

“Something that I should not have stopped doing and maybe you wouldn’t be such trash.”

He pushed me onto the couch and I saw him unbuckle his belt. I started to run for it but I heard the belt whistle as he tore it out of its loops. He grabbed me and sat down on the couch pulling me down with him. We struggled a moment but he had me bent over his lap in no time. He was angry. He yanked up my skirt exposing my lacy thong and panties and I heard the belt coming. It landed hard across both ass cheeks and I squealed in pain. He grabbed my hair to hold me still and the belt came down again.

“Daddy nooooo,” I pleaded. The tears were welling up.

“No daughter of mine is gonna be sucking some strangers dick in cars dressed like a fucking prostitute,” he yelled at he brought the belt down again and then again. My ass was burning and I was legit crying now. He hit my ass probably 10 times with the belt and I was screaming by this time.

I suddenly realized he wasn’t hitting me anymore. He was breathing hard and his hand rubbed over my burning red ass cheeks. Something had changed. He was rubbing my ass and not speaking.