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The Babysitter (nothingbutporcelain and doom29169)

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Aug 13, 2010
Callie sighed heavily as she waited for the red light to turn to green. She was on her way to a babysitting job. It wasn't really how she wanted to spend her Friday night but she needed cash desperately so she would do whatever she could to get it. Normally she would be out clubbing on a Friday night but she was planning on doing that after babysitting. That was why she had on a tiny black dress that was very short and low cut. It probably wasn't appropriate for babysitting but she really didn't care. She wanted to go out afterward and she didn't feel like changing.

To say Callie had a lot of problems would be an understatement. It all started when she was around thirteen years old. She could remember that day more than anything else in the world. It wasn't a memory she wanted to keep since it was a horrible one but sadly it was stuck in her head. The only way she could get it out was why drinking, doing drugs and having lots of casual, unprotected sex. That was why she did all of that so much. She knew it was bad but she just couldn't help it. It made her numb and kept her from thinking about anything about her past. It was all too painful to deal with. Her father came into her room and raped her that night.

Most thirteen year old girls had loving fathers but Callie's father was different than all of theirs. She had to fight to try to keep him out of her bed. She was a young girl so she didn't really know if it was wrong or not. Her father told them that it was perfectly normal for them to have sex but they couldn't tell anyone, not even her mother. She did what he said because she didn't know any better and she was too embarrassed to admit to anyone what was going on. So a few years later when she was sixteen and her father was on trial for murdering her mother she blamed herself. He said he did it to be with his only daughter. He claimed that Ana (her mother) was constantly getting in the way. Callie couldn't help but blame herself for the murder. If she had just told someone maybe her father would have been put away a long time ago so this never would have happened. It was so horrible carrying this blame around, that was why she drank so much.

She grabbed her cigarettes and pulled one out, lighting it and taking a drag on it. Vodka and cigarettes were just what she needed right now. Well of course she also needed some cocaine but sadly her dealer was out of town and she was all out so she didn't know when she would be able to do some lines again. Callie had an arrangement with her dealer. He gave her cocaine as long as she slept with him on a regular basis. It was perfect for her since this gave her plenty of money to spend on nice, designer clothes. And where did Callie get her income from? Well, she worked as a stripper at a strip club in addition to babysitting. Sometimes it made her feel like a trashy whore working there but all in all she liked it. She got amazing tips since she was the best dancer at the place and she really knew how to turn all the men on. That place would probably go out of business without her working there. She also attended high school but since it was summer luckily she didn't have to worry about her classes right now.

She finally got to the house and parked her car in the driveway. She really didn't feel like being here but she would act all sweet for the parents because she didn't want them knowing how much she would rather be out clubbing or even dancing at the strip club. She knocked on the front door, standing there waiting for someone to answer the door. She'd been babysitting for this family for a few months now. It was very sad. The wife was dying and she felt terrible for the husband. That was another reason she took this job. She wanted to help them out. People might have thought Callie was a cruel, heartless bitch but she did have a nice side to her. That was showing right now.


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Will's nine year old son, Mark, answered the door. He greeted Calli and ushered her inside. Will seven year old daughter was on the couch eating popcorn and watching a DVD of something that belonged on public broadcast. Mark explained that their Aunt Debbie had to leave early because of her own boyfriend. She had poped in the DVD and shoved popcorn at them for dinner.

Mark is industrious, having put a can of Chef Boy-R-Dee into a pot and on the stove to heat. He was still wearing an apron, but it was clean, he had done it all without loosing even a drop of hte canned food. Will's family seemed to live on sandwichs and canned food. Will's wife had stage four ovarian cancer, and was not expected to live more than a few weeks, so there was little time or money for anything else. Today Will was taking his wife to an experimental treatment, a last ditch effort to prolong her life. They pulled in only a couple of hours after Calli arrived, giving her more than ample time to go clubbing.

Will carried his wife up the stairs. He body weight was so low Calli could probably have carried her up the stairs. When he came back down he sent the kids into the backyard to play. He opened a drawer and took out some bills. He was obviously fighting off tears for it took him much longer than was necessary. Finally he came into the living room with the money. "Thank you, Calli. Your coming here...is a blessing to my wife and I. If this treatment takes hold then maybe..." He was lieing to himself. She would be dead in less than a month, but he had to keep a stiff upper lip for his children. He tries to distract himself, "You look very nice this evening, Calli. Do you have a hot date with your boyfriend?" Now he is fishing for a story, perhaps hoping to live vicariously through Calli and her fictional boyfriend. He hands her two one hundred dollar bills and sits next to her. He in obviously hoping she can spare a moment or two.
 
Callie had a good night of babysitting. The kids were well behaved so it was never bad to babysit them. Plus she honestly did feel terrible for Will. She knew a little bit about what he was going through since she lost her own mother not too long ago. It was about a year ago that her father murdered her. She didn't lose her mother to cancer or anything like that but she thought it was probably just as bad as that or even worse. Death was death so it was probably the same. But still, it wasn't easy to lose your mother because your father was in love with you and wanted to be with you. But she was some what over it now. She never really dealt with her feelings though. She just drank and did drugs all the time to try and forget that her mother was dead. She hoped Will didn't deal with his wife's death in that manner. That wouldn't be good for the kids.

She was happy when Will finally got home because this meant she could go clubbing. But when she saw Will carrying his wife upstairs she immediately forgot about her plans because she felt so terrible. She knew Will was probably very upset right now. He was such a good, nice man. He didn't deserve to go through something like this. She smiled a little when he told her that she looked nice. It was very sweet of him to still give her compliments even when he was obviously feeling very bad. "Thanks, that's really sweet of you to say." She was shocked when he handed her two hundred dollar bills. She definitely didn't expect that much money from him. "This is way too much money! Really, you don't even have to give me anything. I don't want to take your money." She watched as he sat next to her on the couch. "I don't have a boyfriend. I was just going to go clubbing. I'm not sure if I'm even in the mood anymore. Maybe I could stay here with you for a bit?" She wanted to keep him company. It was the least she could do.
 
He was confused, why wouldn't she want what she had earned? He was further confused by her asking to stay instead of going out like young people were suppose to. Despite his confusion, he was not about to turn down an offer of company. He was feeling so very lonely lately.

"Well then, if your going to stay, your going to eat." He ordered them a pizza, and talked with her while they waited. If felt so good to talk with someone, anyone, who was an adult. Both his and his wife's parents were dead. All their friends seemed to vanish when she was diagnosed. He understood, no one wanted to be so close to death. He probably would have done the same in their shoes.

Callie, for whatever reason, stayed and talked. She couldn't have been more tha 16 but she spoke like an adult. He gently coaxed her to talk about herself. The pizza arrived and he brought the kids back inside. Pizza was a rare treat these days, and he told them to thank Callie since she had paid for it. In a round about way she had, since he used the money he would have paid her. The kids found room in their tummys for a couple of pieces, he felt bad because he realized they were probably still hungry even after they had eaten. Everyone got enough to eat and he asked if she didn't mind waiting until he bathed and tucked the kids in.

They were oddly cooperative, as if they sensed his need and accomodated it. They were in bed and quiet in less than 30 minutes, a record! His wife slept peacefuly as well it seemed. The increase in morphine perscription he knew meant he should call hospice. It could wait until tomorrow. He heard something odd on the TV as he was walking down stairs. By the time he reached bottom, their was no mistaking it, one of his porno movies was in.

His wife had begun asking for sex again. The doctors told him it was natural, a way for her to feel alive. He found that when he tried to actually have sex with her, it was too painful. He had talked her into letting him lick her instead, something she had fiercly denied before. Death, it seemed, made her more openminded. Licking her only left him more lonely and in need so he had bought a few porno movies for when the kids were asleep. From the sound of this was one of his "Barely Legal" flicks. She must have chosen it for a purpose, it hit him that she was going to try and seduce him.

His heart began racing. He told himself he wouldn't allow it, but he was already in teh bathroom brushing his teeth and combing his hair. His hands shook as he came back into the living room. He smirked, "I guess you took to heart my admonishen to make yourself at home." He looked at the sceen and though about maybe trying to explain himself. Instead he made a joke, "I think the guys in these movies are all surgically enhanced. They make us mere mortals feel very insecure about our own manhood."
 
"Okay." She said, giggling softly when he told her that she was going to eat if she planned on staying. She knew she could have gone out clubbing with her friends and had a good time with them but for some reason she would much rather be here with Will right now. And it wasn't just that she felt sorry for him. She knew he probably wouldn't want her staying here with him just because she felt pity for him and what he and his wife were going through. She had always been attracted to him ever since the first time she saw him. She wanted him pretty badly but she always thought it would be so wrong of her to try to seduce him since he had a dying wife. It was one thing to sleep with a married man when his wife was alive and healthy but it was even worse to sleep with a married man who had a wife with cancer. But then again she felt like Will needed her. He was so depressed all the time because of his wife and she doubted they were having sex very much. He could use some joy in his life and Callie wanted to be the one to give him that joy.

Callie did talk about herself some but she never revealed much about her past. She knew she could have told him about how her mother was dead so she knew what he was going through but she held herself back. Maybe once she got to know him more she would tell him about that but right now she wasn't ready for that. It wasn't easy for her to talk about what happened to her because it always brought back so many painful memories and she knew Will watching her cry was not going to make him feel any better.

She was a little bored when he went up to bathe the kids and tuck them into bed so that was when she popped in the porn video. She knew it was probably wrong for her to watch this in his house but he had the video there so obviously he watched it himself. She was about to turn it off when she heard him coming down the stairs but luckily he made a joke about it so she knew he couldn't be that mad. If he was really mad he would be kicking her out of his house right now.

"Yeah, this is a good one. You should come watch with me.." She said, patting the seat next to her on the couch. Of course she knew it would be wrong for them to watch this together but she really didn't care. She wanted him badly and she was going to take his mind off his wife. "I don't think you have anything to be insecure about. Well I don't really know but I can guess.." She said, giggling softly. There was no doubt about it. Will was a very attractive man. She couldn't help but want him so badly.

The porn was getting to the part where the guy and girl finally started fucking. It was turning her on quite a bit. She wondered if it was going anything for Will. Hopefully it was. "Ooo, this is a good part." She said, giggling softly as she looked at the screen.
 
Will sat beside her. He was a little shy st first, but soon he was close enough that their thighs touched. She was watching the movie, but not him. He was watching her. It had been too long since he had a warm soft woman beside him, one who was this alive. He felt terribly doing this with his wife upstairs, but he had commited to the course of action. He told himself he just wanted to see her naked and maybe touch her. It was wrong, he knew, but months of eating his wife's pussy culmiating in him jerking off had left him with a hole.

He looked at her shapely legs, the way the dress clung to her hips and soft breasts. He watched her shifting her thighs, a sure sign that she was aurosed. She broke the silence by pointing out that they had reached the part with sex, but the movie was the last thing on his mind. He wanted to cry, it was taking every ounch of his self control not to just push her down on couch and fuck the living shit out of her. He swallowed hard as she looked at him.

The hell with it.

"I've seen it before. Right now...I would rather see you." He ws really taking a huge risk, he wanted her but she was underaged. If she ever went to the cops he could probably already be thrown in jail. He didn't care, his dick was doing the talking.

He turned off the movie and took a deep breath. "Stand up and strip for me. I want you to tease me with your body. Would you like music?" He actually said it! He couldn't believe it the words just fell out. He wouldn't back down now, he had made his demand, would she be brave enough to live up to it?
 
Callie wanted to watch Will but she was a little afraid that if she tried to make a move on him he would turn her down. He had a dying wife upstairs so she really doubted he was thinking about fucking her right now. Apparently she didn't know just how wrong she was about that. She had no idea he was looking at her body right now and checking her out. Once he began to speak she looked over at him. Her eyes widened a bit when she heard what he had to say. Did he really mean that? Did he really want to see her? This would be so wrong. Could they really fuck in the house where his wife and children slept? Sadly knowing that this would be wrong just made her want him even more. She loved men who were off limits. Will was very much off limits to her.

She was underaged but she would never go to the cops. She actually wanted him so it would be stupid if she did something like that. Plus he had enough to deal with right now. It would be completely cruel of her to try to get him sent to jail too. That would never happen.

"Yes, sir. I would love to strip for you.." She wondered if he knew that she was a stripper. Was that why he was asking her to do this or was it just because he really wanted her? She had no idea but she didn't really care. He wanted her to strip so she was definitely going to do that for him.

"I don't need music." She told him as she stood up and moved in front of him. She was standing pretty close. It would be very easy for him to reach out and touch her if he chose to do this. She slowly began to remove her slutty dress, letting each strap fall off her shoulder. The whole time she kept her eyes locked on his and moved her hips in small circles. She had music in her head and it was making her dance very erotically. She hoped she was turning Will on. This was definitely making her very wet.

Finally the dress slid off revealing her perfectly thin body with her hairless pussy and medium sized, perky breasts which were covered in a black laced push-up bra. She had no panties on because she never bothered to wear them. They always got in the way. She started to remove her bra, unclasping it from behind and then dropping it on the ground once it was off. Now she stood in front of him completely naked wearing her five inch stiletto heels. Before giving him a chance to think she moved closer to him, placing one foot between his legs and the other on the couch so she could grind herself against him. Her breasts were right in front of his face. Callie's Chance by Chanel perfume was making her even more alluring. She sat herself down on his lap and moved her lips closer to his, wrapping her legs around his waist. It wasn't the same since he was still wearing his clothes but she would take care of that soon. She couldn't wait much longer.
 
He couldn't take his eyes off of her as she moved. It was obvious that this was not her first time doing a strip tease. She pealed off the sexy dress the wore and his eyes moved with it, down her perfectly tone body, until she reached her pelvis. She was shaved smooth!

Several things occured to him all at once. She had planned on being naked tonight, why else go to the trouble of shavign fresh? She wanted to do this, her movements were too well coordinated to be anything but practiced. She wanted him! He knew this because women dont just do things like this, they plan them. She had planned this, planned to seduce him. He had let her. He felt guilty, because she was underaged; because his wife and children were just above them asleep; mostly, though, he felt guilty because there was no way he was going to stop this. He didn't want to. He wanted to fuck this little girl. He wanted to fuck her so hard he broke her in half. He wanted to do all the things with her his wife would never try. He wanted to fuck her in the ass, he wanted her to suck his cock, to fuck her like a bitch. Thats what he wanted, to make her his bitch.

Her bra dropped and her unbelievably beautiful breasts came into view. He would have guessed them a large B cup, more than a mouthful for sure. And he wanted them in his mouth, he wanted to suck them and lick them and bite them. He wanted to devour her completely. He was about to reach out for her when she climbed onto him. When her tits were in his face he pulled her to him and gulp one of them, trying to inhale the whole thing.

She sat in his crotch, his rock hard member straining to be free of the shorts he wore. He could feel how hot amd wet she was as she ground her body against his. It was the very end of his self control. He stood, picking her up like a rag doll and turning her over onto her back. He pushed his shorts down his thighs, exposing his manhood. He didn't even think, his brain was shut down and his dick was doing the thinking. He pushed into with one hard thrust, feeling her wet hot body clinging to him, her muscles furiously trying to pull him deeper into her and trying to keep him from reversing his thrust. He was on top of her, fucking her, her legs still wrapped around him. He gropped her tits, kissing her and shoving his tongue into her mouth. He didn't give her a chance to breath he just molested her. With his knees on the floor he could thrust into her with all his strength, and that exactly what he did. He punded her like ther was no tomorrow, one hand roaming to her ass where he squeezed her hard enough to leave bruises, and the other he groped and pinched her tit.

The only sounds in the room were the give on the springs in the couch and the obscene squeltching noises her pussy made as his dick rammed into her over and over. Finally he pulled his face back and looked into her eyes, "Your a little slut, aren't you? You like it when men shove their hard dicks into you, don't you? ANSWER me Callie, your a slut aren't you? Well your MY slut now. Your my own personal whore. You will fuck me whenever I say, wherever I say, however I say. I am going to fuck you in the ass, in the mouth, and especially in this sweet sweet cunt of yours. I OWN you. Say it! Say it Callie, say "Yes Will you own me, I am your personal whore. SAY IT!"

He was so close, hearing the filthy words was all it would take to shove him over the edge...
 
Callie never imagined Will to be the kind of man who would take charge and treat her like the whore she was. Maybe that was because she always saw him as the sweet man with the dying wife. She was his children's babysitter so she never got to see this side to him before. It was very sexy. She thought she wanted him before but now her lust was uncontrollable. She knew he liked the striptease she gave him and now she was going to do even more for him. She wanted to do everything he just demanded from her. She knew that he would have forced her to do all these things even if she didn't want to but it would be more fun since they both wanted this. It definitely wasn't going to be non-consensual since she wanted him to fuck her as hard as possible right now. Ever since the first day she met him she had wanted him inside of her. She just fought hard to control herself around him because she knew it would be so wrong. Apparently she was sick of doing the right thing when it came to Will. He was right, she had planned this night. She was going to make sure this was the best night of Will's life. After he fucked her tonight he would never be able to get pleasure from fucking another woman. She would make sure he compared every girl to her. That was how amazing she was.

She got so turned on when she sat on his lap and could feel his manhood pressing up against her. It was then that she realized just how much he wanted her. She honestly thought it would take a lot more effort on her end to get him willing to fuck her but apparently she was wrong about him. Maybe having to go without sex for so long made him go crazy with lust. Either way she really didn't care. She was getting to have sex with him and that was really all that mattered. The fact that his dying wife and kids were upstairs just turned her on even more. She loved knowing they could walk downstairs and catch them at any moment.

Her eyes were wide as he turned her over and yanked his pants down. She knew what was coming but she wasn't prepared for the amount of pleasure and pain that over took her when he finally forced his whole cock deep inside of her. This felt even better than she imagined it being. She kissed him back deeply, forcing her tongue into his mouth so she could massage his tongue with her own. There was nothing gentle about this kiss or the way he was fucking her but that was exactly how she wanted it. They didn't love each other. They just lusted after each other a lot so it made sense for the sex to be this rough. It was perfect this way.

"Yes, Will, you own me!" She screamed out at the top of her lungs, not really thinking about how his wife and kids were upstairs so they could probably hear her if she screamed this loud. It was really hard to focus on anything other than how much she loved having his cock buried deep inside of her. "I am your personal whore! You can fuck me as hard as you want and any time you want! I belong to you!" She screamed out, hoping her words would turn him on. They were definitely turning her on. She always loved rough, demanding men who wanted to control her every move. It was completely perfect that Will was one of these men. She tried to shove her hips towards him so he would be able to get even more of his cock deep inside of her. He was already being so rough but she knew he could find a way to fuck her even harder than this. "Fuck me harder, Will! Don't hold back! I know you can be more rough than this!" She wanted to make him angry. If he was angry he would really give her a brutal fucking. She had a feeling she wouldn't be able to walk once he was done with her. He might have to carry her home.
 
He growled at her, looking down into her eyes as he thrust over and over in her soaking wet little hole. She screamed the filthy things he wanted to hear, and in a way that was good. He had been playing porno movies loudly down here for monthes, so no one upstairs would suspect what was happening was real.

"Harder? You want it harder. Good, cause I got harder." He grabbed her legs and forced them back onto her chest, pinning her knees against her hot titties. He put his weight on her legs, pinning her in place. He reached under her with both hands, grabbing her ass cheecks so roughly he could feel the flesh spilling out between his fingers. He gripped her, knowing he would be leaving bruises all over her ass and pelvis. He wanted it that way, wanted her not to be able to walk straight for a week, wanted her to know she had been thoroughly fucked by a real man.

With her in this position, he got the deepest possible penetration, and he could feel his cock head pushing against her cervix with each mamoth thrust. He was giving her the pounding of a lifetime, incoherant as he grunted his lust for her. Words did return to him after a few moments, "Your my bitch! I am going to make you my bitch. When I am done with you you'll to my door and beg me like a bitch to fuck you some more!"

Sweet mother of God this was so unbelievebly raunchy. His wife would have thrown him out for just mentioning that he might want something like this. He was pounding her so hard he just knew he was going to break her in half. He reached up and yanked a fistfull of her hair. He kept up his dirty talk to, "I am going to turn you over and shove my dick in your ass. Then you'll be my bitch. You'll be my little whore. SWEET JESUS I am going to break you in fucking half!"

He felt her cervix straining and finally it gave. The head of his dick invaded her most sensative inner being, pushing against her heated inner body, he felt like his dick was being sucked on my a mouth. He growled and roared incoherantly as his balls curned up a load of skunk the size of Florida. He blasted what seemed gallons of hot lava cum directly into her womb. When his body finally gave out from lack of sperm his softened dick flopped out of her used pussy. He looked up int her eyes, "God I have wanted that for monthes. Fuck that was the most incredible lay I have ever had." His look became a bit evil, "I hope you just got pregnant. I hope I knocked you up so you will have no choice but to come back for more. Get down there and lick my cock clean. If you do it right, I might even get hard enough to fuck your sweet little asshole. Do it now bitch!"
 
Callie couldn't believe it when he found a way to actually be more rough with her. She didn't think it was possible but he was proving to her that it definitely was. She didn't care that he was making all these bruises on her body. She doubted she would be going out tomorrow looking for someone to fuck her so it really didn't matter that she'd have marks all over her body. In fact every time she looked in the mirror and saw that her body was completely covered in the marks he made it would make her think about him and want him even more. "Fuck Will! That feels so good! Keep fucking me, I want you to fuck me like this forever! Never stop!" Of course she knew that he would have to stop eventually but it was still nice to fantasize about him doing this forever.

She also couldn't believe the words that were coming out of his mouth but they were turning her on so much. She wanted to be his bitch and no one else's. Will was the kind of man who could make her want to fuck only him and no one else. If she knew she'd be getting sex like this from him once a day or at least every other day she would have no need to go to anyone else for sex. She had a feeling he would be very into fucking her that much. Hopefully he had the strength.

She couldn't believe the amount of pleasure she felt when he finally released his load deep into her cunt. It was a huge amount. She knew he had been holding this back for a long time. He probably didn't get sex from his wife very much and if they did have sex she knew he wouldn't be this rough with her. She was dying of cancer so he wasn't going to want to fuck her like a whore. That was where Callie came in. She was glad she could please him this much.

She giggled softly when he pulled out of her and told her all about how it was the best sex he had in a long time. It felt incredible to know he liked it that much. She knew that basically he just used her as his own personal sex toy but she didn't care. He could use her as much as he wanted. Her body was already hurting a little from everything he put her through but she was looking forward to experiencing even more pain.

Her eyes were wide as she listened to him. He really hoped he just got her pregnant? He couldn't really mean that. Callie liked him a lot but she really didn't want to be knocked up right now. She was only seventeen years old and her only income basically came from stripping and babysitting for Will. If she got pregnant she would have to stop stripping. Then she'd rely on Will for everything. Maybe that was what he wanted. She'd be broke, he could let her move in as their full time babysitter. It actually didn't sound too bad.

"Yes, sir." She told him before getting down on the floor just like the little obedient slut she was. She really felt like Will was her master right now and he owned her completely. It was so hot. She wasted on time before moving her head to his cock. Callie started by running her tongue up and down his length, going slowly to tease him as much as possible. She moved a bit faster and focused on the head of his cock because she knew that would give him the most pleasure. Then finally she forced his whole cock into her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down as quickly as possible as she deep throated him. She was having so much fun. Her lips were wrapped tightly around his cock so it would really feel like he was fucking her pussy instead of her mouth.
 
She went down on him immediately, he knew he was in complete control. He had never felt such power in a relationship before. His wife was the only woman he had ever slept with, being his highschool sweetheart. With them there was always a sort of equal give and take, but with Callie, she was a total submissive slut. His wife had never even put his cock in her mouth, calling it disgusting whenever he brought it up. Callie had not even uttered a peep in that direction, instead she just went down and started gobbling him up. He groaned at her attentions, savoring the way she licked him. Then she started sucking on just his head and his eyes closed, he hissed through clentched teeth. When she started bobbing on him, swallowing his cock he reached down and ran fingers through her hair.

He opened his eyes again. She was on her knees beside him with her ass in the air and one hand under her, obviously fingering her crotch. He reached over and gave her elicious ass a nice hard smack. He watched it vibrate under his hand. He loved it, loved the little dimples above her ass cheecks. Her mouth had alread made him hard again. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off his cock, seeing saliva and precum stretching in lines between them.

"I am going to fuck that beautiful ass now and make you my bitch. Get up in the recliner on all fours. I cannot wait for this!" He had only seen anal sex in movies, and now he was going to fuck Callie's ass. He was almost ready to explode with there! He gave her another hard smack when she didn't move fast enough. "You heard me bitch, move that beautiful ass so I can fuck it!"
 
Callie was having the time of her life sucking him off. There was nothing she loved more than having his cock deep down her throat, well other than him fucking her. That was probably better than this. She was moving her head up and down so quickly. She knew he had to be loving every second of this. All the guys Callie gave head to always told her she was amazing at this. She was glad that she could finally use her skills on Will. If anyone deserved to get the best head of his life, it was Will. He had been through so much. Callie was glad she could take his mind off his pain for awhile.

She really loved how he smacked her ass as she sucked him off. This was all so hot. She loved knowing he had complete control over her and could make her do whatever he wanted. She was getting so turned on and that was why she was fingering herself now. She was ready for him to fuck her but she knew she couldn't decide when that would happen. Will would be making that decision since he controlled everything.

She looked up at him with wide eyes when he pulled his cock out of her mouth. For a second she worried that he was doing this because he didn't like getting head from her but then she understood when he told her he wanted to fuck her ass. It was going to hurt so bad, she already knew that since she hardly ever let guys fuck her ass but Will was special. Plus she knew that if she said no that wouldn't stop him. He was going to fuck her ass no matter what she said.

"Yes sir!" She screamed out after she felt him slap her ass again. She was up on the recliner before he could say another word. She was on all fours and she had her ass high up in the air so it would be easy for him to fuck her ass. "Go easy on me, I'm a virgin. No one has ever fucked my ass before." She was being completely truthful. Callie knew hearing this would probably make him want to fuck her even harder. She was counting on that.
 
He walked over beside her and just looked at her in marvel. Her body was so perfect. He licked his lips and pushed his dick at her face. He demanded that she spit on it. He watched her go under it and catch her own saliva only to go back up and spit on it again. She had done this before. He ran his hand along her back, reaching her ass he gave it a nice hard smack and then started just feeling it, gropping it really.

His fingers found her entrance and he rimmed it with his finger tip. He bent over and spit on her asshole, rubbing it in with his fingers. He did this several times, making sure he would at least ease his passage into her virgin hole. Finally he walked around behind her and pressed his dick to her hole. It bent a little and then slid up her crack. DAMNIT" He swore as he tried to get the trick of it. With her pussy, her ass had been above it, keeping him from sliding off target. Here, though, it seemed nothing would stop it. He put his thumb down on his shaft and braced it, ready for another try.

He pushed, harder and harder, her tight ass not wanting to yield. Finally, though the pressure was too great and his head pushed past her sphincter into her warm tight asshole. He sucked in a breath and forced himself not to cum right then and there. It took him several long seconds to get his control back. When he did he pushed again, getting himself half way in. He rocked back and gave another harder thrust, this time he bottomed out, his balls slapping against her cunt. He could feel her fingers grazing his balls as she fucked herself.

Prepared he reached up and got her hips in his hands. He pulled back and her ass seemed to work against him, as if it didn't want him to go. He thrust forward, pushing her down onto the couch and knocking the wind our of her. He growled as he got an idea. He reached out and lay the recliner out fully, and then he grabbed her ancles and yanked them out from under her, dropping her on her belly and falling with her, landing on top of her. "This is what you wanted, to be my bitch. Well now you are going to be my bitch. I am going to fuck you like a bitch and you are going to love every second of it."

He procceded to pond her, having all the leverage he needed. He kept pushing in despite her screams of deflowering. He pushed it in and out of her for nearly 10 minutes before he finally lost his ability to stop his cum. By then she had soaked the seat below her with her own cum. He was sweaty on top of her. and he bite her shoulder as he climaxed, breaking the skin and drawing blood. He nearly broke her bone with his jaw. He let his dick go soft inside of her. When it finally popped out he grabbed his camera and took more than a dozen pictures of his cum rolling out of her asshole. It was beautiful.

He lay on the chair with her, both on their sides, so that he could just touch her and be close to her. "Your moving in." He said. It was a statement not a question. A demand. "I dont care how you pull it off, but you are moving in here with me. You are going to fuck me like that as often as I feel like having it. When my wife dies, I'll marry you. Maybe by then you will be knocked up. I hope so."
 
Callie smirked as she watched him look over her body. She could tell that he definitely liked what he saw and that made her so happy. She kept spitting on his cock just like he told her to do. She really wanted to take him in her mouth again but he didn't tell her to do that so she knew it probably wouldn't be wise for her to do that. By now she knew that Will was her master and she had to do whatever he said. She couldn't just do anything she wanted. He controlled her. She'd slept with a lot of guys but none of them were as rough as Will was and none of them acted like they owned her. It was so hot. She couldn't believe that the soft spoken man she babysat for could be so rough. She never pictured him being like this but maybe he was always this kind of man but he had to control himself around his wife. Even before she had cancer Callie imagined her being one of those women who didn't like sex very much and tried to avoid it at all costs. The girls who would much prefer to read a book than having sex with their husbands. Those kinds of girls always got married to men who eventually cheated on them. Will just waited until his wife was on her death bed to cheat. She was actually quite impressed that he lasted this long.

She was very patient as he kept spitting on her asshole and trying to get his cock deep inside of her. She could tell that he was getting irritated because he obviously wanted to be in her ass so badly. Then finally he got half of himself into her and it felt so good. She immediately let out a loud scream mixed with both pleasure and pain. This felt so bad since it was her first time being fucked in the ass. It was hard to believe that a slut like her lasted this long without being fucked in the ass but she was glad she did. That made this so much better. Will was amazing and she wanted him to be her first. She wished he had taken her virginity but they couldn't change that. They'd just have to make up for that by having as much rough sex as possible. She was sure Will was up for that.

"Yes, I'm your bitch and I'm always going to be your bitch! You're right, I do love it!" She screamed out loudly. It was wrong of her but there was a part of her that wanted his wife to hear her. It was so cruel but she wanted to know her husband now had someone to make him happy while she was gone. Maybe it would actually make his wife happy although that was doubtful since Callie was a seventeen year old girl. She'd probably prefer for him to be with someone who was closer to his own age.

She could tell he was getting so close. Of course Callie had been fingering herself and rubbing her clit the whole time so she already came and got the couch all dirty. Hopefully his kids wouldn't be on the couch before they had a chance to clean it up or they would wonder what that smell was. She screamed out loudly but this time her screams were completely filled with pain as he came into her ass and bit her shoulder so hard. She'd probably have teeth marks on her shoulder thanks to him but Callie didn't mind it. She was pretty sure her shoulder and her ass were bleeding but it wasn't a big deal. She needed to get used to having this kind of sex all the time anyways.

She was a little happy that they were done with sex and just laying next to each other and relaxing now. She was pretty exhausted. She thought it was impossible to wear her out but Will just proved to her that it definitely wasn't. "Why..why are you going to marry me?" She asked him, confusion in her eyes. She was fine with living here with him and giving him sex all the time but she wasn't so sure about the whole being married and having his kid thing. She was so young. Was she really ready for that? She had a feeling Will wouldn't be giving her a choice.
 
Will looked at her a little bit hurt. "Dont you want to marry me? My kids love you. You dont have to be their mom, you can just be their big sister. Besides somebody has to take care of my dick. I would rather be married to the woman who does that than just have a mistress. You'll be my mistress for now, but later you'll marry me."

He was starting to feel sleepy. He was sure she was too. "I'll make up the couch for you. You can sleep down here. I want you close enough that when the urge strikes me I can just walk down here and fuck your brains out again."

Will felt smug, and more self confident than he ever had. Whatever had possesed Callie to want him was beyond him, but he was very thankful for it. He made up the couch, and let her use the downstairs shower. When he was sure she was comfortable he went up stairs and to bed with his wife. Strangely he was feeling even slightly guilty. She was asleep, he even tried to wake her and give her an Ensure, but she was sleeping. It was the most peacefully she had slept in a long time. He slept rather peacefully himself.
 
Callie felt bad when he looked hurt at what she said. She liked him a lot but she knew marriage was a huge step and she didn't want to jump into anything. She did love his children and she knew they felt the same way about her. "I do want to marry you, Will. It's just a huge step. You know I'm only seventeen, right? What will people say if we get married? No one is going to approve of us. And I'm sure they'll hate me even more since you'd be getting married right after your wife died." Callie wasn't usually this sensible but for once she was being sensible. She wanted to throw caution to the wind and just get married. She was sick of thinking about all the reasons they shouldn't get married. They both wanted each other and that was really all that mattered. She was good with his kids, she wouldn't mind taking care of them while Will went to work. Maybe she'd even give up her stripping job.

"That's fine. I'll sleep down here. The kids won't think it's weird that I'm sleeping over? I like them a lot, Will. I've really started to care about them since I started working for you. I would hate if I made them upset. I know this is already so difficult for you and them. I just want to make things better for everyone." Everyone called Callie a bitch behind her back but she could really be a sweetheart sometimes.

She took a quick shower, figuring it would be good to get all of his cum off of her. His kids might wake up before him and she'd have to feed them breakfast. It wouldn't be good if she was covered in Will's cum. She loved the thought of wearing his cum all the time but maybe they could do that when they went on a vacation together. That would have to happen at some point.

Callie walked back to the couch and quickly fell asleep. She felt safe here because she knew Will was upstairs. It would be much better to be in that bed in his arms but right now he had to be with his wife. The second she died Callie would take her place. At least in the bed she would. She didn't want to completely replace his wife. If possible she'd like to be a better version of his dying wife. She wanted to treat him better than his wife ever had.
 
The next morning came around early. Will's kids came running down the stairs and nearly tackled Callie. "You really are here Daddy said you were and you are."

Will wife struggled down the stairs too. He helped her to the recliner, her cum had dried over night thank god! She has a rolling bag, the kind you get at the hospital, attached to her under her nightgown. She was frail and her color was very off. Still her eyes held a certain intelligence.

"Go help daddy make breakfast" Her voice was like dry paper. Her kids jumped up and ran out. She looked over at Callie appraisingly. She coughed and then reached for a glass of water Will sat beside her. She looked at Callie again, "I heard you two last night." She held up a hand styming protest. "Will is a wonderful man. He has given me everything I have ever wanted. I love him and I want him to be happy. Its a strange thing, being this close to death. You think about the future of the people you leave behind. Will is not the kind of man who would do well alone, he needs someone. The way you were carrying on..."

She coughs again and more water. "I think you are too young. I think you are immature. I think Will needs someone who can take care of his children and his needs. That being said it isn't my decision. When I told him to take a lover, I expected it would be Ms. Clover,"

Ms. Clover is a pretty devorcee who lived near by. She was always bring Will things when Callie babysat.

"I suspect you seduced him. I did the same once, a long time ago." Her eyes get distant as she looks back over her life. "Take care of him. Be there for him, especially when I am gone. Don't listen to the nay sayers who will try to tear you down and appart. He has chosen you, that makes you special. He's told me you will be staying henceforth. I understand and respect that. Remember he was mine first. He will probably sleep here with you now. Please let him at least come to me and keep me company on occasion..."

The kids run back in, "Breakfast is ready!"

Will helps his wife into the kitchen and looks at Callie. "There is enough for everyone in this family." Its obvious he means to include her.
 
Callie was some what sleeping when the kids came down but the second she heard them she woke up. It was pretty hard to sleep through all the noise they made. "Yep, I'm still here.." She smiled at him. Things felt a little bit weird now that she slept with their father. It was hard to believe that she was going to be his wife soon and she would be taking care of the kids. She knew he said they would just think of her being their big sister but she wondered if maybe they would see her as their mom. They would need a mother once Will's wife passed away. If it felt natural she would be their mother but they had plenty of time to figure that out. She didn't need to worry about it now.

She got really nervous when she saw his wife coming downstairs. It was going to be so awkward being around her when she knew she just had amazing sex with her husband. She was pretty shocked when his wife didn't waste any time before telling her she heard them. She nodded and listened closely to everything she said. It made her a little sad to hear she thought that she was too young for him and too immature. She knew she was so young. She was underage. It wasn't like she ever expected his wife to approve of their relationship but she didn't think she'd ever find out.

"I will take care of him, don't worry. I'm going to make him very happy." It was weird that Callie was being this nice. Normally if she was with a married man she would be a complete bitch to his wife but this was different. It wasn't like she could be a bitch to his dying wife. That would be mean and it would probably make Will angry. If she was rude to his wife he might decide he wanted to find a different lover. Callie was really starting to like the thought of being his wife one day so she didn't want to give up all of that just to say mean things to his wife. "I will make him happy, ma'am. You don't have to worry about that. And of course he can go see you all he wants. I wouldn't try to keep him away from you.." She hoped maybe his wife liked her a little more now. She knew it would probably make Will happy to have his wife's approval of his new relationship.

"Thanks Will. It looks delicious." She said once she was in the kitchen and sitting at the table with the family. It felt a little weird to be sitting here with them but she could get used to it. It was hard to believe that one day his wife would be dead and no longer with them. Then would Callie have to cook all the meals and do the cleaning? That was a scary thought. She was never a good cook. She'd be scared to death she might burn the kitchen down.
 
It was a lot of food, but the kids ate their weight in chocolate chip pancakes. Will's wife drank half an Ensure, but her heart wasn't in it. She was very weak and frail. Will fussed over her, serving everyone, and making everyone feel as happy as possible. The kids bragged about how they were going to school and what great grades they got. It wasn't long before the bus arrived and Will sent the oldest off to school. One expense he could stand to loose was day care for the little one. If he didn't have that, he might be able to afford pizza more often.

He helped his wife back up to bed. Then he came back down. "Go get your things and be back this afternoon. Listen if you dont mind from now on watching the little one dring the day, it would save about like 500 a week. It would really help out around here, if you dont mind."

Will took the little one to day care and went to his job. He thought about Callie all day, and the amazing sex they had the night before. He got gooseflesh thinking about it, he deffinantly wanted more. On the way home he stopped at one of those sex stores and spent the rest of the money Callie wouldn't except. He got a big dildo, a butt plug, a couple of vibrators, and some plush handcuffs. This was going to be fun.

He arrived back home and found everything as it should be. Callie had returned and with her things as well. His wife was helping her get situated in one of the closets. He turned the little one loose and made dinner. After dinner, the kids helped clean up and then he had to take his wife to hospice. He left Callie with the kids but not before he left her special instructions.

"This vibrator is for your cunt. The butt plug is for your ass. Put them in." He gave her some lube to help ease the passage. When they were in he told her not to take them out until her returned. He turned the vibrator on high and left with his wife for hospice.
 
Callie didn't eat much of the breakfast but she took a few bites. While his wife had a good excuse not to eat Callie didn't really have one. She just liked being skinny and hated eating so she never did it. She hoped Will wouldn't choose to comment on this. He probably wanted her to set a good example for the kids but she just hated having a full stomach. She thought food was disgusting and she never wanted to eat much of it. She didn't see the problem with her just eating a little. The kids would still see her eating. It wasn't like they were going to notice that she was barely touching the food on her plate.

Callie agreed to watch his little kid during the day. It wasn't like she had anything else to do. She wanted to help Will out as much as possible. He was letting her live with him so she wouldn't have to stay at that horrible apartment anymore. This was a huge relief to Callie since it meant she wouldn't have to sleep with her landlord anymore. She used to have this arrangement with him where she would let him fuck her as long as she didn't have to pay rent. Now that was all over with. She was staying with Will and going to be his wife for the rest of her life. She couldn't wait for all the good times they would have together.

Callie went to her apartment and packed up all of her stuff. She smirked as she packed her lingerie because she knew Will would love seeing her in it. Before she knew it she was back at the house and waiting for Will to get home from work. She was so excited about seeing him again. She was a little shocked when she heard what Will wanted her to do but it sounded like fun. She put in a movie for his little one and went into the bathroom so she could put in the vibrator and butt plug. She didn't think it would be good for her to put these in around his little kid. That would cause him to ask her a lot of questions she didn't want to answer.

She came out of the bathroom once she was done and sat down next to his little kid on the couch so she could watch his movie with him. She was trying hard to hold back her moans from the vibrator. It wasn't easy but she managed to do it. She smiled as the little kid climbed onto her lap. The kids really did love her. She felt terrible that they were losing their mother but at least they had Callie now. She was going to try to make everyone happy.
 
Will returned with his wife. He took her up stairs and satyed with her for a while. When he came back down he gave the kids their bathes and shooed them off to bed. Finally they were alone together. His other side came out again. "Show me. Show me that slutty little cunt and ass hole. Show how you obey me while I was gone."

When she lifted her skirt he groaned. It was money well speant."You'll do that every day. When I leave in the morning, you will put them in and wear them. You will only remove them to shower, change batteries, and fuck me. If you go shopping, or to the beach, I dont give a fuck, they are waterproof so you will wear them. Do you understand?"

He waited for her reply before crossing the distance to her. He pulled them out without ceremony, yanking them and turning them off. He made her open her mouth and he shoved the butt plug into it. He licked the vibrator clean himself. Then he tossed them aside and tore his clothes off. He pushed her legs back, folding her in half the way he had done before, and shoves his dick into her sloppy used cunt. He growled into her ear, "I've invited some of my buddies from work over tonight. We are going to gang bang you, all five of us. We are going to use you all night. When we are done you'll be in a coma from the pleasure we give you."

He fucked her for about twenty minutes before the doorbell rang. He went to it naked and let in four other men. They were all construction workers, big burley guys who you didn't say no to. They joked about how he had alread gotten started. Will pointed to the fold out couch and said, "Fuck her fellas. Break her in half. Fuck every hole she has."

They walked in stripping themselves naked. Two of them were black and looked like they had mule dicks. One was hispanic and the last guy was white. She never got told their names. They all came over to her and started groping her, feeling her flesh. One of the guys pushed his cock in her face and that really got things going. She felt one of the black guys lay down and she was layed on top of him, his huge meat slid into her steaming hole. Her face was still on the first cock and the third pushed into her rectum. She was completely full, every hole had a cock in it. Her hands were put onto two additional cocks, one of which was Will's. Will kept calling her a slut and telling her this was what sluts did, they pleased men. The guy in her ass was also whispering in her ear, lewd comments about how must he enoyed her asshole and how tight she felt around his dick.

The guy in her mouth came first, but he just set off an avalance, making all the other guys cum in short order. The guys she was jerking off came all over her, she had it in her hair, on her face and tits. Her pussy, ass, and mouth were all full of cum. They laughed about how they had all taken viagra before they came over, so their cocks got hard again really fast. Before she knew it they had switched positiones, and she was stuffed full again. This went on and on for hours. She lost track of how many times she was cum in and cum on. She smelled like cum, like it was leaking out of her pours.

It was nearly 4 am when they all finally left. Will announced that they had all paid him a thousand dollars for the priveldge of fucking his hot little girlfriend. He told her that it would be happneing twice a week, and it would be different guys each time. He made her walk around and let the cum dry on her skin before he let her go to sleep...
 
Callie wasn't used to being treated like this she was quite shocked at how Will ordered her around and didn't think anything of it. Did he really expect her to wear this vibrator and butt plug all the time? It felt so good but she didn't know if she could take having it inside her every second. She was sure to let out moans when she wore them and people would think she was odd if she just randomly moaned out loud. She told him that she understood and would do whatever he said. She didn't know why she was obeying him like this. It wasn't like she was used to doing anything like this but she just couldn't say no to Will. She wanted to make him happy. Even his wife said she needed to make him happy. This probably wasn't her idea of making him happy though. It was crazy how much Will changed when he was around her. He was so sweet when he was around his wife but he always just saw Callie as an object, someone he could use. It was a little bit insulting. She wondered if she would ever get that kind of treatment. Did she really want to marry someone who just thought she was a stupid slut and would never really respect her?

She enjoyed having Will inside of her as always. She may have been a little mad at him for treating her so horribly but that didn't mean that she didn't love having him inside of her. It was something she could never get sick of. She screamed out loudly the whole time he was inside of her. She really did try to be quiet because she was sure his wife wouldn't want to hear this but that was a lot easier said than done. Callie was not good at being quiet. She liked being as loud as she wanted. Plus she knew Will enjoyed it when she screamed out loud so that made her want to do it even more.

She was shocked when she heard what they were going to do tonight. Callie had always been a slut but surpringly five guys had never all fucked her at the same time. This was going to be very interesting. Probably really painful and degrading too. It was still annoying that Will just thought she should do this for him and he shouldn't even ask. She was giving him all the sex he wanted and watching his son during the day without charging him. It would be nice if he showed her a little respect.

She had fun with the men. It was always nice to have dozens of amazing orgasms but she was still mad at Will. She wasn't planning on talking to him about anything tonight since she was exhausted but she would eventually. She was hoping they would have some time to talk in the morning. She needed to make sure something like this never happened again. It wasn't that she hadn't wanted to be gang banged by all those men. It was fun but she wanted him to make sure it was okay with her before he sprung anything like that on her. It was a little weird how he didn't even mind all those guys fucking her. She thought he would only want his cock inside of her but apparently he wasn't that possessive of her.

It took her awhile to fall asleep but she eventually did. She knew she wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight since it was so late and the kids would be up early. The older ones had to go to school and the young one would probably just be up early because kids usually got earlier. Still she was going to try to get as much sleep as she could. She longed for the day Will would finally come sleep with her. It got lonely sleeping down on the couch all by herself. She'd much rather be in his bed with him. Then maybe she'd feel like more of his girlfriend. Right now she just felt like his whore who he used for whatever he wanted. It wasn't that nice.
 
The next morning Will came down early. He woke her up before the others came down. "Gwenn died a few minutes ago. I am going to call the hospice people and everything. Its going to be hard around here for a few days. I hope you can handle it, I dont want you to go." Will was sincere. He ran his hand through her hair and kissed her gently. "Thanks for being here for me."

He went to the phone and started making all the calls. Soon the hospice people showed up and things got hecktic. An ambulance came and took her body away. People Will knew started showing up and bringing by food and such, he would introduce Callie as his babysitter and good friend. His kids were in a fog. He was attentive to everyone, including Callie. It was hard for him to get even a few moment alone, but when he did, he was usually kissing her and telling her how greatful he was that she was there with him.

Gwenn's funeral was two days latter. Will and his kids were very distraught. After the furneral things got better. The kids went back to school, and Will took the last two days of the week off to Help Callie move up into the room he shared with Gwenn. He got a new bed and everything. Her insurance paid off all the debts, since mostly the hospitals all took far less than they had too. Will had enough for a nice new bed, even got a little bit for the old one on E-Bay.

Things settled down nicely. Will seemed to be much different with Gwenn gone. He treated Callie with much more respect. He did occassionaly make her wear the vibrator and butt plug all day, but not very often after she talked with him about it. He also agreed to runs things past her before they happened. He said he thought the gangbang would be a nice surprise, since he doubted he could keep up with her sex drive alone.

Sometimes he even brought her flowers, like today. He brought home a huge boquette of roses. Inside the flowers was a ring, and will got down on his knee. "I told you that I wanted you to marry me, and I wasn't lieing. I want you to be here always. I want you to have kids for us and everything I said. I wasn't lieing. Please be my wife."
 
Callie felt terrible when Will came down and told her that his wife died. She knew this was going to be really hard on him and she was happy she could be with him. He obviously needed her right now and so did his kids. She wasn't going to try to take his wife's place but she was going to be there for him as much as possible. "You don't have to thank me, Will. I want to be here for you." She hugged him tightly.

The funeral wasn't fun. Callie attended it because she knew Will needed her there for him and the kids. Plus she thought it would be nice to honor his dead wife. Soon she would be come his new wife. He said he would make that happen and she didn't doubt him. He did everything he said he was going to do so far.

She had fun getting her stuff together to move into the room he used to share with his wife. She tried not to act too excited about this because she knew it couldn't be easy for Will to have someone moving in with him this quickly after his wife died. She liked the new bed they picked out together although she wasn't sure if they'd do a lot of sleeping in it. Maybe eventually they would but since their relationship was very new she had a feeling they would be fucking a lot. Maybe things would slow down but she doubted it. Callie was always addicted to sex and could never last long without it.

She was shocked at how nice he was being to her. He was actually treating her with respect. They had a nice conversation about him inviting guys over to gang bang her and they came to the agreement that he would always ask her before doing anything like that. She was happy with this decision. She might be in the mood for something like that again but she wasn't sure that she really wanted to be with anyone other than Will. He was pretty amazing.

She actually had tears in her eyes when he got down on one knee and asked her to marry him. She couldn't believe this was really happening. It was like a dream come true. "Of course I'll be your wife, Will!" She said with a wide smile on her face before pressing her lips against his and kissing him passionately. The way he told her he wanted her to have their kids was a lot more romantic than the first time he said that. He actually sounded like he meant it. "You are so amazing in every way, Will. I can't wait to be your wife." She held out her hand so he could put the ring on her finger.
 
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