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The Teen Whore 2.0 part 1
Hi all this is my first attempt at writing a story so any constructive criticism is appreciated. This is part fiction based on true events with some changes to make it a perfect fantasy.

Sam was sat at work on another Monday dreading the start of the working week. He had began to spend less and less time on work activities for the past year since a change of role gave him limited supervision and few deadlines.

Sam was an unhappily married man in is late 30s and due to a lack of sex at home he had began spending hours of each work day trawling the internet. He began on the usual sites looking at porn and other general sex sites. After a while this became mundane and Sam sought a new excitement. This involved sex chat sites, signing up to dating sites and even visiting escorts.

All these new new forms of stimuli eventually also became boring to Sam until he started searching through Facebook and Instagram after seeing a link to a girl on one of his numerous daily sex sites. While here he came across a friend recommendation of a girl he recognised. When he clicked on the profile he notified it was the daughter of his former friend and work colleague Ed.

Ed and Sam has been very close almost 20 years ago having known one another since college. This all turned sour when Ed began a relationship with Sam’s then partner Jenny. Ed and Jenny got together leaving Sam seething, this was obviously a very acrimonious event and let to a feud between Sam and the new happy couple. internet casino

The picture Sam stumbled across was of Ed and Jenny’s little girl Libby. She was a spitting image of her mother in her youth and Sam found himself drawn to her. He would spend every day looking at her social media and finding new material for wanking. A recent beach holiday had provided Sam with ample wanking pics but the more he found the more he wanted her.

After a few months Sams attitude towards Libby began to change. He noticed more and more similarities between Libby and her slut mother Jenny. Sam even after 20 years was consumed with anger and hate towards Ed and Jenny. He blamed his current issues of an unhappy marriage and work lift due to the break up of his relationship with Jenny

Sam would have all his drama come true the following week while at a work conference in London. Sam enjoyed his work trips to London. He often went out to bars and clubs to try and meet women or would resort to calling escorts if all else failed. Sam was heading out when he noticed a girl getting into the lift he recognised. He followed and to his surprise it was Libby. He listened to her conversation on the phone and managed to hear where she was going.

Libby was on her way to her prom and had arranged to meet a few friends for drinks first at a bar around the corner. It was at this point Sam made his introductions. “Hi it’s libby isn’t it?” Libby turned and looked at Sam with surprise “sorry have we canlı poker oyna met?” She enquired. “My name is Paul I know your mum and dad from way back, still keep in touch with your dad. How is Ed, still tinkering around with old cars?”

This is seemed to relax Libby and she smiled and opened up “nice to meet you, yes dad always in the garage I’ve forgotten what he looks like”.

“Where are you off to, I should buy you a drink” Sam asked

“I’m off to meet some friends and unfortunately I’m not old enough to drink, I have fake ID but wouldn’t want you to be in trouble with my parents” she replied. Sam seemed shocked as he had assumed she was in her early twenties.

“Ok we’ll have a great night and say hello to your folks from me” said Sam as she left the foyer of the hotel. He was confused about the age revelation and felt bad for the times he had been using her pictures for his days wanking but he was also very turned on.

Sam without thinking began to follow Libby from a distance and noticed with pub she had gone into. It was a busy bar full of revellers with barely room to stand. Sam went in and found a place upstairs to watch Sam and her friends drinking. Sam noticed a odd pervy type hanging around near Libby despite her obvious disdain for the guy. A little later Sam noticed the guy was slipping something into Libby’s drink. He rushed over to confront the creep while he had pooped to the toilet. Sam told him he had seen what he was up to and unless he left immediately police canlı bahis would be called, the low life took his opportunity to leave hastily.

A short time later Libby and her friends were leaving to head back to the hotel for their big prom. Sam made sure to be near but out of sight. Whatever Libby has been spiked with began to take effect, she was struggling to walk and her speak was slurred. When entering the hotel Sam went over to ask after her:

“is everything ok with Libby?” Asked sam
”who the hell are you?” One of her drunk friends barked
”I’m a close family friend and it looks like she’s been drinking u******e as I bet you all have!” Sam said in a stern voice. Libby’s group of friends looked scared knowing they would be in trouble should I report their drinking.

“I think Libby has had enough to drink and her night is over, unless you want the same I suggest you put her to bed and enjoy your evening”

the friends were unsure what to do, they know if Libby tried to enter the prom they would all likely be refused entry and none of them wanted to ruin their night babysitting a drunk Libby. They passed a key card for room 625 and said to put her in her room. They would check on her in the morning.

Libby staggered over to Sam and held on to him as she struggled with her balance as they walked to the lift. Once alone in the lift Sam was able to stop and appreciate the situation. He stopped and smelled Libby’s hair it smelled just like her mothers and he started to feel a twitch in his pants. The twitch became a full blown hard on once sam started to grope her tight young arse. Libby looked up confused but not able to protest.

Once in room 625 Libby collapsed in the bed. Sam stopped and stared. Unsure what to do first….

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