Please Help Me... - Please, Help me - Part 11

Craig and Amy are so adorable. Amy is the name I’ve given Craig’s other girlfriend. After finding out her man cheated, she naturally ran right back into Craig’s arms. Of course, I had to stay away while they affirmed their relationship. After all, I was the woman that her man cheated with. He tried to contact me after it happened, but I just ignored him. If he didn’t want to end up ignored with his dick in his hands, then maybe he should have thought of that before getting drunk and letting me tie him up and fuck him.

Well, just because this was time for Craig to solidify his relationship with his girlfriend didn’t mean that I wasn’t going to watch occasionally. Craig’s apartment is so easy to reach. All you have to do is climb up the gutter downspout and you can reach his balcony. His bedroom window is on the balcony, and the silly goose never closes his curtains since there is a window air conditioner shoved there, so it was really easy to peek in on them. It was so fun to wait and watch as he fucks her. While they moan on the bed, I would masturbate right there.

I could cum so much watching Craig dominate her. It was so sexy. I just imagined him dominating me. I came so much. Amy saw the puddle I left the next morning. She came out onto the balcony with a cup of coffee. Thankfully, I was already hiding in a bush on the bottom floor, waiting for her to leave. When she asked Craig, he had to tell her it was condensation from the air conditioner. How embarrassing!

Of course, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a little jealous, but it was only a matter of time before Craig and I could finish our plan. I just needed to get into contact with her and then become her friend, and slowly Craig and I could make her ours. After that, everything would be perfect.

However, that’s now, and we haven’t even finished talking about then. Craig, my silly sexy big man, came over to my parent’s house. I didn’t even tell them we were dating, but he was so eager to meet my parents that it sort of happened that way. Of course, that naughty boy was so enamored with me that he couldn’t just leave with nothing. As soon as he got me alone, he pushed me down on the bed and had his way with me.

There was even a moment where he refused, but I was such a horny slut that I had to beg him. It’s his fault I’m this way, but I’m no longer mad about it. I’m happy that a man can make me go crazy like this. I am so happy he can make me feel so lustful. My old boyfriend never could satisfy me like Craig. Only Craig could make me cum so hard.

Craig started pounding my pussy relentlessly, and I couldn’t hold back my moans. My parents were just downstairs, and I’d be mortified if they heard me. I bit my pillow to try and suppress them, but he was going too hard and so deep. It felt so good to have his cock ramming inside me. I was already cumming from the anal vibrator and the sensation of his cock pounding my pussy. I screamed into my pillow as the orgasm tore through my body. I was a slave to the pleasure he gave me, and there was nothing I could do about it.

It didn’t matter if my parents heard us. Craig had me totally under his control. He would use me for his pleasure and take me whenever he wanted. He had turned me into his sex toy. My only job was to please him. Perhaps, this was the moment that my feelings for him started to develop in earnest. I couldn’t help but love him.

The more he used me, the more I craved his dick. The more he took advantage of me, the more I needed him. It was the strangest thing. My whole life I’d been a good girl. I had been smart and studious. I was a perfect child. I had never even thought about things like this. Sex was supposed to be something special and romantic. This wasn’t something so dirty and rough.

But it was. I couldn’t control it. It was all I could think about. I needed him. I craved him. My body yearned for him. I was becoming an empty shell of a person who existed solely to satisfy him. I would be nothing more than his slutty toy.

The idea excited me. It was wrong, but it felt so right. My body was tingling with desire. His cock was driving me wild. Every thrust into my dripping cunt was pushing me closer to an orgasm. I was already cumming. My body was writhing beneath him as the pleasure shot through me. I moaned into my pillow as he continued to pound my pussy.

He ripped away my pillow, a cruel look in his eye. I couldn’t hold back though. My mouth opened as I began to let out a full-blown moan. However, he kissed me just in time, and my moan broke into his mouth. His tongue invaded my mouth, and I couldn’t help but kiss him back. My mind was a complete mess. All of my resistance was gone. I had given in to my body. It was taking over, and I couldn’t stop it.

I wanted this. I wanted his cock inside me. I wanted to cum all over it. I wanted him to use me like a little slut. I was nothing but a toy to him, but that was exactly what I wanted. My body was his to play with. My mind was his to command. I belonged to him. I had no choice.

My parents were just downstairs. They had no idea what was happening in their daughter’s room. Would they be sad to know their daughter was being turned into a slut? Perhaps, Dad wouldn’t care. He might even be excited, that dirty bastard. Craig had completely taken me over, and my body was responding to him like it had never responded to anyone before.

We were in my childhood bedroom, and the toys I had when I was little were staring at me with judgment. The girl who played with my teddy bear would be horrified to know what I was doing with Craig, but the current me couldn’t stop.

But he was my monster. He was the man who had taken me. He had shown me things that I could never forget. He had opened up a whole new world to me, and now there was no going back.

“Please cum,” I whimpered. “Fill me with your seed.”

“Not until after dinner,” Craig whispered, stopping his dick like that.

As if he had known it, a yell came from downstairs. “Honey! Foods done. Come on down with your boyfriend.”

He looked down at me smugly as he pulled out his dick and put it back in his pants. He was a cruel man. I wanted to scream. How could he leave me so close to orgasm? It was torture, but it was my job to take it. I had to be the good slut he expected. It was what I had been conditioned for.

“Please,” I whimpered, but he walked out of the bedroom like that.

He still had all of his clothes on, so all he had to do was zip his pants. Meanwhile, I had been stripped naked on my bed. There was now a large wet spot under me from where I had already cum. My pussy was twitching, trying to grab onto a dick that was no longer inside me. It was torture.

I could only put on my clothing, but my body was still twitching and sensitive. Worst of all, he had even turned off the vibrator in my ass. I couldn’t finish even by accident. I had no choice but to walk down the stairway after getting dressed. I ended up sitting at the table, even while my body still shuddered in unfulfilled agony. My parents tried to talk to me, but my mind could barely understand words.

Craig answered instead, acting as smoothly as he always did. My parents sensed something was up, but I couldn’t exactly admit what my problem was, so I lied and told them that everything was fine, even though my body was barely keeping it together. Somehow, I managed to make it through dinner. My Dad pulled a bed from the couch and set Craig up there. He sternly said that we couldn’t stay in a room together, not until we were married, and that Craig wasn’t allowed upstairs at night.

“It’s nothing personal, but we have to look our for our daughter.” Dad spoke with a smile.

Craig let out a laugh, scratching the back of his head. “I wouldn’t dream of breaking your house rules, don’t worry.”

My parents laughed at that, completely unaware of how far this man would go. At the least, I’d finally get to experience my release. I went upstairs and put on a teddy without underwear, waiting for him to sneak up and fuck me. However, as the night went on, he never came. An hour passed, and then another.

I was so horny, there was no way I could sleep. What was he doing? I couldn’t help but get up and head down. There, I found him lying on the couch with his eyes closed. As soon as I turned on a small lamp on the nightstand, he opened an eye and then smirked at me.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“You… you promised to finish after dinner!” I spoke shyly.

His smile grew. “Your father told me I couldn’t come upstairs.”

“When did you ever care about that?” I hissed.

He chuckled as if I had said a joke. “Well, that’s the way it is. What are you going to do about it?”

I glared at him and then I looked upstairs. After a moment, I let out a soft hiss and then jumped onto the couch bed. I immediately pulled out his dick like a junkie who needed a fix, and then I lifted my skirt. His eyes widened slightly when he saw I wasn’t wearing underwear.

“So naughty.” He chuckled, giving his dick a few strokes until it was hard…

“Shut up, you made me this way.” I lowered myself on his cock.

He chuckled, but he didn’t stop me as I sighed in satisfaction, feeling him fill me up. Then, I started to ride him. This would be the first time I initiated our sexual encounter, and it was the beginning of the end of my story.

Well, I need to go now. I think a cop is getting suspicious. Since I can’t live with my precious Craig, I’ve been living out of my car. I have to find places with an internet connection to be able to contact all of you. I’ve been at this particular café for quite a while now, and I don’t have too much money. Craig handled all the finances for me, so when he kicked me out, I didn’t have a thing to my name.

I had dropped out of college after all, and could you imagine me working? My days were filled with pleasing Craig. How could I have time to hold a job down?

It’s fine though. It will be worth it when we finally get back together. This is simply a transitory state. Ah, his girlfriend is getting out of work now. I got to go. Soon, we’ll be meeting, and through her, I’ll have a reason to get back into his life. Then, two will become three. Isn’t that perfect? I can’t wait.