Slept with an ex-convict

Hello, my name is Olya, I live in the backwoods, in a settlement near an ordinary small town. I'm 18 years old, a tanned brunette with green eyes and a cute face, 165 cm tall, perky size 2 breasts, very slim and with quite wide hips.

My father has been dead for quite a while, he died of cirrhosis of the liver, like many in our settlement, my mother died when I was born, so I was raised by my stepmother, my father's second wife. She treated me rather distantly. My stepmother (a woman nearing 40, but with a rather attractive figure and appearance) quite often brought men home. This time she met a former

convict, Kolya, through correspondence, and when he was released, he moved in with us. I liked him immediately: wiry, covered in tattoos (which really turns me on), a tall brunette, and he was very cheerful with us. Sometimes, when they drank (and they drank very often) he would invite me to drink with them ("— She's almost a grown woman already, she can try a little"). And, as it turned out later, he was deliberately getting her drunk, so much so that she would pass out. And then, he would just start groping me, or rubbing my pussy. Let me clarify right away, I wasn't a virgin: once, after arguing with my stepmother and going to the river, I met some city guys there, and decided that sex was a great way to spite her. We got acquainted and drank, and then three guys fucked me right away. Waking up in the morning by the river, I found no one there. At least I didn't get knocked up then...

I went into the walk-through room where he was sitting, grabbing my cigarettes. He was sitting on the sofa in his underwear reading a newspaper.

— Kolya, I'm going to smoke, you won't tell mom, will you?

He looked up at me, and after a quick glance over me his eyes greedily sparkled, and a noticeable bulge began to swell in his underwear.

— Go ahead and smoke, you're grown up already, you should decide for yourself.

Smiling, I went to the window, leaned out, lit a cigarette, sticking my butt out a little. From behind I heard a sigh of arousal. When I imagined what he was seeing from behind (and my butt and pussy were completely exposed), my girl started flowing like a waterfall. I felt like the biggest slut, but I liked it. I was waiting for his cock to be inside me. And then I heard him stand up and come towards me.

As soon as his hand landed on my pussy I arched my whole body and trembled all over with excitement.

— You're a little slut — he whispered in my ear — you want my c*ck?

— Yes — I squeaked.

— Then tell me, who are you for me?

— A wh*re, a young slut, a lay, a cum dumpster…

— Good girl, and now: on your knees.

I threw the cigarette, turned around and dropped to my knees, finding myself face to his crotch. Taking off his underwear, I finally saw his cock. It wasn't even fully hard yet, but it was quite large, about 27-30 cm, and all covered in some kind of hard bumps, shaped like peas.

— Suck it, slut.

I knew how to suck. I took him all in, deep into my throat, and rode him with my mouth. But that wasn't enough for him, he wrapped my hair around his hand and started fucking my mouth. This lasted about 3 minutes, then he said:

— On all fours, now.

I leaned on the windowsill again and started waiting for his cock in my pussy. But that didn't happen. Instead, he started pressing his cock against my butt. (Specifically for .org — ) I just flinched, but he twisted my arms and whispered in my ear:

— I'll fuck you however I want, got it, wh*re?

— Yes — I squeaked weakly.

My butt was already worked in, and the head of his cock went in fine. But those bumps caused me hellish pain. While he was fucking me I moaned quietly from the pain, tears streamed down my face, but I endured it. I liked being a slut… Finally he pulled his cock out of my butt, and asked:

— Want me to fuck you in the p*ssy?

— Yes, please, I really want that, I'm begging you…

— Arch your back and spread your cheeks, slut.

I did everything he said. Finally his cock entered. He fucked me like the last bitch, not caring about my desires, and I really liked it. That morning and day he fucked me in all holes many times over. He would rest, and then fuck me again. After the first few times his cum was everywhere: in my butt, pussy, on my face. I licked it all up, and from the look in his eyes I saw that he liked it. He never kissed me, and in general that day I felt like just his doll. Finally evening came and my stepmother was due to arrive soon. But that wasn't the last time he and I were alone. He could meet me and fuck me in the bushes, and that's not all. Once, one of his former cellmates was released, and they went to a sauna in the city, taking me with them. But that's another story…