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Skirts and Dresses

Backstory and Day 1

James Morgan and Melissa Jones were walking down the street after their first date, on their way to James' car, he was gonna take her home for the night. She was drunk, so he had to carry her.

James Morgan is a dentist, he has been a dentist for 4 years, he was 29 years old. Melissa Jones is a locksmith, she has been a locksmith for a year, she was 21 years old.

They arrived at James' car and they got in, it was a Lamborghini with a sunroof, with a top speed of over 200 miles per hour. Melissa was wearing a dress that had a zipper in the back, she reached back and unzipped it slowly, struggling to keep a grip on the zipper.

They drove to the highway and he picked up the speed and was now going 100 miles an hour, swerving through traffic. Melissa managed to get the zipper undone and slipped out of her dress completely, then made quick work of her bra and panties, and she was now completely naked.

Her tits were smaller than average, she barely filled an A cup, she had a bit of hair on her pussy, but not too much. They drove down the road, but when he noticed that she was naked, he locked his eyes on her and admired her body. He was snapped back to attention on the road, when he almost crashed into a truck.

He swerved and hit the breaks and pulled over, he put the car in park and unbuckled, he got out and went around ans opened the passenger door. He grabbed her and positioned her and pulled his pants down, then he thrust into her pussy hard with his 8 inch dick, and fucked her.

She didn't want to have sex without a condom, she was not wanting a child right now, but she was too drunk to notice or tell him. She moaned as he fucked her, a few tears flowed down her cheeks, but she seemed to enjoy the pain a little, so he went faster.

Someone pulled over behind them and got out of their car, both of them were too engrossed in their activities to notice. The guy came up behind James and said, "Can I take her ass?"

James was startled because he hadn't noticed the man, which made him thrust deep into her which made him go over the edge and cum deep in her and directly into her womb, and that is how I was made- anyway, back to the story- "What? No!" Said James after recovering from his orgasm.

The man seemed perfectly fine with that answer and left without another word, James was confused, Melissa hadn't noticed. James looked back at her, she had experienced a little bit of pain when he had thrust into her so hard, and she had her eyes closed and was crying a little.

He reached his hand toward her pussy, and rubbed it while his dick was still in it. She gasped and moaned as he slowly brought her to a climax tight around his dick. He pulled out of her and she got out of the car, she grabbed her boobs and showed them to him, "Do you think my boobs are too small?" she asked.

"Not at all, I love small boobs." He said and grabbed them from her and kissed each of them and smiled. He sat her back down and closed the door and got back in the car to drive home.

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Almost a year later, I was born, in the hospital, James was sitting next to Melissa, holding her hand as the doctor gave me to her. Despite her not wanting a baby before, she was happy to see me fully healthy.

A few years later my mom, Melissa, started doing drugs again, she had struggled with drugs when she was a teenager. James had also started abusing her, they had gotten married a year after I was born.

I witnessed my dad abusing my mom at the ages of 5 and 6, though he was very loving with me and never even hurt me for discipline. My mom started doing drugs and she disappeared, little did I know, that they had filed for a divorce, and she was not allowed to be back at home.

A few months later, their divorce was final, I was now 7 years old, I had just turned 7. My dad had taken custody because my mom was doing drugs and supposedly beating herself up, but I knew that he was the one beating her up.

The day after the divorce was final, I came home from school as normal and started doing homework. My dad came home from work, and put his work stuff away, and he got naked, and came into the living room, where I was.

He was almost never naked in front of me, so I was confused, I knew what a dick looked like, but I was still confused. I did not know much about sex, but I did know that men and women were different, and what a dick looked like.

He reached and grabbed my arms, pulling me forcefully off the couch, knocking my homework to the ground. "Now that your mom is gone, things are gonna change, ok?" I was confused, and didn't say anything, "No more clothes," he said, then changed his mind, "Except for skirts and dresses if you wear nothing underneath.

I was currently not wearing a skirt or dress, so he quickly undressed me completely. Once we were both naked, he took me back to my room, I tried to resist, fearing that he would do what he did to mom, but my attempts were futile.

He tossed me onto my bed and went through my clothes, throwing everything into a pile except the skirts and dresses. "Why are you taking my clothes?" I asked.

"Because," he turned to face me and grabbed my neck hard, I gasped and couldn't breathe. I tried hard to get free but eventually, I gave up as I started to run out of air. Right before I passed out, he let me go and I fell to the ground, I coughed and caught my breath, "Because, you are now my little slut."

He left me on the floor and sorted my skirts by length and grabbed my shortest one, which I never wore without pants underneath, not just panties. It was practically just a waist band with an inch of pink pleated fabric along it, it didn't even come close to covering anything, which he was happy for.

"You are allowed to keep going to school, but remember, you will but mostly naked." He said as he got all the dresses and skirts that went past my knees and put them in the pile of my clothes that I was not allowed to wear.

Any normal kid would have been like, 'Yay, I don't have to go to school! I can just stay home!' But I decided that if I wore a dress that I still could as long as it wasn't windy, and I wanted to, I told him my decision. He slapped me and threw me onto the bed, then quickly got above me and fucked me as hard as he could.

I cried and he put a hand on my mouth to silence me before I screamed. I tried to get free but eventually, I passed out from the pain and he cummed in me.

I woke up a few hours later, I was laying on the couch, still wearing just the short skirt. He was cooking dinner, he was making grilled cheese sandwiches for us, he was almost done and walked into the living room to wake me and was delighted to see that I was already awake.

He went back to the kitchen after saying that dinner was almost done, I went into the dining room, and sat down. He was still naked, and he was masturbating in the kitchen, I had no idea what masturbation was, but I knew that he was rubbing his dick really fast.

He cummed on my plate and got his cum evenly throughout my food. He brought both plates, and only mine had the cum, he sat down and started eating. Not noticing the cum, I started eating too, but was confused at the taste of his cum, but decided to eat it anyway, I didn't want him getting mad.

I finished eating and he took the plate and put it in the sink. He picked me up and put a finger in my pussy, which was still sore from earlier. He fingered me hard, I cried from the pain, but then, right before he stopped, I felt a bit of pleasure, and moaned softly.

He noticed it and that is why he stopped it, he did not want me to enjoy it. He brought me to his room and took off my skirt, and laid me down on the bed. I quickly got up and tried to get away, and ran out of his room and down the hallway.

He ran after me and quickly caught up, tackling me to the ground and squishing me. He slapped me hard and grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to his room. I cried out from the pain and tried to release his grasp on my hair.

I was persistent and kind of stupid, and I didn't learn, so I tried to escape again. This time I didn't even make it to the door before he picked me up and put me back on the bed. He slapped me hard and I didn't try again to get up.

I cried as he climbed over me, shoving his underwear in my mouth to gag me, I didn't even try to get it out. He fucked me as hard as he could, sending so much pain throughout my body, that I feared I would die. He slapped me hard and pulled my hair, just trying to give me as much pain as possible, he was very generous.

He cummed in me then pulled out, he stood up on the bed and slammed his foot into my pussy, it hurt like hell. He then purposefully fell down and onto me and laid on top of me on the bed and fell asleep, I was stuck and could barely breathe, and the only option I has was to go to sleep, but that was difficult.

Next day.