Based on "A Visit from Saint Nicholas" by Clement Clark Moore'Twas a night like any other, when all through our ...omeThe family was silent; so I knew I could roam.I crept out of my bed and tiptoed down the stairsFor Becky, my sister, had big plans elsewheres.She and some friends were on some camping tripSo in her room I went, and my pants I unzipped.I was stealthfully quiet as I stripped my underwearFor my parents were sleeping, not too far from. ” I thought she was kidding, but then I realized she was probably serious.I laughed, “I’ll do it. It sounds like fun, especially the last part.”We traded emails and she promised to send me instructions regarding recommended dress for the chaperones and a list of the issues the school hoped we would ‘monitor’ on the job. She said she would be there, as well; and deal with the really heavy-duty stuff – whatever that meant; probably the fucking on the dance floor.The day of the prom started with. . then another. I tried so hard to relax, but it was near impossible. I knew I was about to be fucked by his monster cock. I had to be true to my feelings. I didn't want this to happen, but I honestly did. At that moment I felt his huge cock head pop into my ass opening, taking my breath away, and with one brutal push , he was inside me balls deep! I screamed, but no one heard! He didn't care if it hurt, I was just a sex object to him. He leaned over me and grabbed my hair, pulling my head. She didn't. Even with her knuckles massaging her pussy walls, she said it wasn't enough. She seemed so different now, changed literally from the inside out. He had landscaped her physically with his tool, but I could see what mental damage was done here too.I asked her if she was leaving me. She said she wouldn't unless that was what I wanted. I didn't want to lose her so she said it would be fine as long as I made certain allowances. I could see where this was going, but what could I do? I.Read More
