I had been spending a lot of time with my best friend, Morgan. She had no supervision, and was pretty wild. She had sex the first time when she was 11, and that was with a black guy. In fact, I don't think she's ever been with a white guy at all. Anyway, she taught me how to give blow jobs by using a dildo her boyfriend had bought her. She even helped me break my cherry so I would be ready my first time.

We were at a party one night, and a guy wanted to have sex, but I didn't think I was ready. So, I ended up giving him a blow job. He was white, and kinda cute, but I just wasn't ready. During this time, my mom tried to control me, but I was having none of it.

I came home one afternoon to find Rob at my house. I had known him for a year or so. He was pretty nice, divorced, and I guess he was okay looking, for an older guy. Anyway, here he was at my house, and talking to my mom.

I just spoke to him and went to my room. After a while, mom came in and tried to talk, but I pretty much ignored her. My usual attitude. In the back of my mind, I heard her say something about going on a trip, but I wasn't sure and didn't care.

The next afternoon, after I finally got out of bed, and was dressed, I walked into the living room and there was mom and my stupid brother. There were bags I didn't recognize and they were dressed in some clothes I had never seen. About that time, Rob knocked on the door.

"You guys ready to go I see." They just nodded and he started to carry bags to his S.U.V. He just looked at me, but didn't speak. When everything was loaded, mom told me to get in the car. I looked at her, but just did it. I had nothing else planned for the afternoon anyway.

We drove to the airport where mom and my brother got out. The only thing she said (well, the only thing I heard), is that the two of them were going on a trip, and I would be staying with Rob. Who cares? Not me. I knew I could probably get away from him pretty soon anyway.

They left, and we drove to his place. There was a HUGE motor home sitting there. We parked, and he told me to get in the motor home. It was nicer than some houses I've been inside. He showed me around, then told me to buckle up.

We talked a little as he drove. He told me my mom and brother were going on a trip to Florida, and that we would possibly go there too. He told me not to worry about clothes, because we would get what I needed as we went along. OK, a road trip and new clothes. Maybe this would be fun after all. I told him I wanted to call Morgan and he said no. She'll get over it.

After a couple of hours driving, we pulled into this R.V. Park. He drove to the end and backed in. He got out and did some stuff, then came back in and told me to sit on the couch. All the window shades were closed, and the air conditioner was on, so it was pretty comfortable.

Then, it hit. He started telling me how I had disappointed my mom, how she thought I was a slut. He told me she had basically prostituted me out because he had paid for their trip to have me for a couple of weeks, and during that time he was going to be totally in control and I would have no choice in what was happening. He even had some legal paperwork giving him custody of me that my worthless mother had signed. He was starting to get kinda mean sounding, and I started crying.

After a few minutes, he told me to strip! What? I didn't really know him, and wasn't about to! But, he was pretty insistent and told me if I didn't do it, he would do it for me. Still crying, I stood up and pulled off my shirt and shorts. I was wearing a black lacy bra that barely covered my 32B tits. I was gonna probably be big like my mom and they were still growing. The panties were another thing. It was a thong, and a matching black lace one at that. I kept my cunny shaved smooth and you could certainly see the puffy mound through the sheer fabric.

"This is not something girls your age should be wearing, Angie. That is the last time you ever wear thongs until I tell you differently. Now, stop wasting my time and get that slutty thing off, too."

I was really crying and embarrassed, but I slid the thong down my thighs and dropped it on top of the other clothes, which he immediately gathered up. The underwear went in the trash, and the tank top and denim shorts went in a separate bag.

There I was, totally nude in front of a grown man. He made me keep my arms at my sides so I was totally exposed. Tears were running down my face, but he didn't seem to care. Then, the next bomb hit.

"Sit on the couch, put your feet up and spread your pussy lips."

I was already in so much shock, I didn't even question what he said. I sat down, put my feet up, and spread my puffy pussy lips. He knelt down in front of me, promptly stuck a finger in there (which actually felt kinda nice), and told me he was right. Since I had no cherry, her immediately assumed I was a slut, and told me so.

"Honest, Rob! I'm not! I'm still a virgin! Morgan helped me break my cherry with a dildo. She said if I did it, it wouldn't hurt as much!"

He took my hand and pulled me to the bedroom. I was afraid to ask what he had in mind next, but it didn't take long to find out. He pushed me over the edge of the bed, my butt in the air. Then he proceeded to spank my bare, exposed ass!

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! I lost count of how many times his big hand landed on my ass. I was screaming in pain, and trying to get up, but he was using his other hand to hold me down. When he finally stopped, I just lay there crying into the comforter on the bed. I didn't even hear him when he got undressed. It wasn't until he pulled me off the bed and onto the floor that I saw he was nude, and had an erection! His cock was certainly bigger than the only boy I ever sucked, and right then, it looked gigantic!

"Show me how you can suck a cock, slut!"

Again, I didn't hesitate. I just did what Morgan had showed me on the dildo. I had even learned how to deep throat that, but found out it was a mistake to show Rob on the first try!

"LYING SLUT!"

SMACK!

That was the sound his hand made as it landed on my cheek. I just looked up, held my hand to my face and cried harder.

"No girl can deep throat a cock on the first try!"

"Morgan taught me, Rob, honest! I've only done this once before now. I promise!"

He pulled me off the floor and pushed me back over the end of the bed. I expected more smacks on my already sore ass. Instead, I was surprised, shocked at first, but surprised.

He spread my legs, and ran his big hand over my pussy. I was wet! All this punishment and yelling had made me soaked! He noticed, and let me know it really quick!

The next thing I knew, his 8" cock was sliding into my virgin pussy. I thought I would rip in half! I already knew how thick it was, and now it was stretching my pussy out like nothing before. When Morgan had popped my cherry, that's as far as she went. I never had anything past my hymen, ever!

Of course, I screamed! It hurt, bad! But after that initial shock, I started feeling really good! He was saying something about me being tight, and how he was gonna teach me a lesson about being a slut, but I wasn't listening (I guess I need to work on that part).

I started feeling the pleasure as he pumped in and out of me. My first fuck! Boy was it ever a good one, too! His hands were on my hips, and he was pumping for all he was worth. His cock was bumping every place that felt good, and most of those, I had no idea existed. It wasn't long before I felt the first waves of my first fuck orgasm. I started bucking on the bed, pushing back against him, and my pussy started to spasm around his cock. WOW!

My orgasm must have been all he needed to send him over the edge. I remember feeling something really warm and thick shooting inside my pussy. A fleeting thought of getting pregnant went through my mind, but I didn't care. I was just loving this feeling!

When he stopped spurting, he finally pulled out and turned me around on the floor again.

"Angie, every time I finish, you will suck me clean, starting now!"

I took his cock in my mouth again and started to suck it like there was no tomorrow. He was holding my head and I could feel it get hard again. The only other blow job I gave didn't last very long. I also didn't swallow stuff. That boy had told me he was ready, and I finished him with my hand, letting it shoot on my stomach.

This time, I had no doubt where the cum would go. Rob had a hand on both sides of my head, and he had started fucking my face. The tip was bumping the back of my throat and he just kept shoving it in. I was trying to breathe, swallow, and suck all at the same time. My hands were on his thighs for a little support, but he was really doing most of the work.

It was only a few minutes, but it seemed like forever. He was still saying stuff about teaching his new slut how to do a good job or something. All I remember about that first time is that he pumped til I thought I would pass out, then started grunting. When he held his cock just barely inside my mouth, I knew he wanted me to taste it all.

I swallowed a load of cum for the first time, looking up at him wondering what I had really done to deserve all of this. At the same time, I didn't care what I had done, but hoped the lessons were just beginning!

After he finished, I made sure he was clean, then just sat on my knees looking up at him. I was waiting on my next command. That didn't take long either.

He led me into the shower, and got in with me. It was a tight fit, but we managed. He washed my body, very gently, then handed me the soap and sponge and told me to do him. I washed him, paying special attention to the now soft cock hanging between his legs. This is the cock that had been the first in my pussy, and the first to shoot a load down my throat. I would soon find out where it would go next!