Living With Frank

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OOC: Stacy Grant. 18 year old college freshman. Long black hair. Blue eyes. 5'2" 105 pounds. Trim and athletic. 34-24-34.


IC:

When I was fifteen, the world crumbled around Mom and me. We found out my dad was having an affair. Worse, he was in love with his mistress. Without warning, he left us and ran off with her. We haven't seen him since.


Things were tough for a little while after that, but we both started rebuilding our lives.

Then Mom met Frank. And it all went to hell again. At least for me.

Frank is a guy she met at work. I guess he's around her age. But he's nothing like her. He's crude and foul-mouthed. I couldn't stand him from the minute I met him.

He'd never last, I thought.

But I was wrong. Because to my shock and disbelief, Mom actually let him move in with her. She seems so happy.

She doesn't see the real Frank. I do. I've seem the way he looks at me. It makes my skin crawl.

I'm terrified....
 
OOC:

For your consideration and approval:

Frank Swiggert was a co-worker of, Lois, your Mom's, and just the opposite from Dad. He was big and he could be and often was very crude.

Apparently this turned Mom on for soon he wasn't just visiting but also staying over nights and now lived with you both.

Many nights you lay in bed across the hall and down two rooms from Mom's listening to the headboard of her bed hitting the wall. Listening as she cried out, screamed, begged and yelled out the "dirty" words and knew that they were having sex or as she often yelled out "fucking" when she begged him to fuck her not paying any attention to how loud she was, or maybe not caring.

For the past year or so, Frank's been paying a lot of attention to you, attention you would rather not have.

He always seems to catch you in various states of undress and his eyes feel like hands as they slide over your body. He makes comments about how hot you look, how sexy, and lately how fuckable. He's walked into your bedroom and into the bath and caught you naked twice. Each time he stood there for several minutes rubbing his crotch as you watched his penis growing in his pants or shorts. Then he'd look into your eyes and smile before leaving and taking Mom into the bedroom to have sex.

Now Mom's gotten a call from Uncle Harry, her sister, your Aunt Charlene is very sick and Mom's going to help them and Aunt Charlene.

That means for the entire Spring Break you'll be here, alone, with Frank for 10 days and 11 nights before Mom comes back... and you're terrified.

If acceptable please let me know and if not tell me that too and I'll delete the post to make way for someone else. *s
PP
 
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Stacy

I couldn't believe what Mom was telling me. This just couldn't be happening.

"Do you really have to go?" I said. I knew instantly how bad that sounded. Aunt Charlene was family, and she needed her big sister there to get her through these toughtimes. Mom couldn't hide her disappointment as my selfish thoughtless words.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I just don't like being alone here."

"You won't be alone," she pointed out. "Frank will be here."

Across the room, Frank leered at me. I shuddered. Why couldn't she see it?

"You know I love Aunt Charlene," I said. "Why don't I go with you?"

"You have three exams next week, young lady," she said. "You can't afford to miss them.

We discussed it for another hour, but in the end I lost. Mom packed and we drove her to the airport.

In the lobby, we shared a tearful goodbye. We were crying for different reasons, though. I knew what the next ten days held. Especially after Frank kissed her goodbye and promised to tuck me in every night....
 
Frank Swiggert:

Back in the mini van on the way home:

"Well, well it's just you and I now isn't it Stac.
"I guess we'll have to keep each other company won't we.
"I know you wouldn't want anything to disturb Mom or upset her now would you Stac?
"Why don't you just side over here next to me, " he says as he grips her arm and pulls over over so she's close enough that they're hip to hip on the bench seat.
 
Stacy

"Well, well it's just you and I now isn't it Stac."

Jesus I thought. He's not even going to wait until we get home to hit on me....


"I know you wouldn't want anything to disturb Mom or upset her now would you Stac?" He said.


He put his arm around me and pulled me close to him. At that point I should have smashed him in the groin, but I was afraid he would lose control of the vehicle and smash us both into a tree or something. So I didn't.

It might have been better if I did.

Instead, I just pushed myself away from him.


"You're a pig, Frank," I said. "I know it. You know it. One day soon, Mom is going to know it too, and you'll be out of our lives forever. If you think anything is ever going to happen between us, you're crazy. You better not touch me again, or so help me...."

He just smirked at me. But for the rest of the ride home he kept his hands to himself.

When we reached home I jumped out of the van before Frank could even park. I rushed inside just to get away from him. Then I ran to my room and locked the door, wondering if I could hole up in here until my mother returned.

Eleven days. It was going to be an eternity.

But at least I'm safe for now I thought.

Then I looked up and saw Frank standing in the doorway.

The open doorway.

Then it hit me.

On the rare occasions when Frank actually worked, he took odd jobs as a handyman.

He knew a lot about locks. How to fix them. Or how to disable them.

I stood up and screamed at him, "What do you think you're doing? Get out of here. Go away!"

He entered the room and slowly walked toward me with a cold expression on his face. I backed away, but there was nowhere to go. I quickly found myself with my back against the wall....
 
Frank Swiggert:

"That lock hasn't worked in almost a year. No use in bothering with it anymore.
"I've told you're mom how you keep showing me your body and flaunting it to get me into your bed.
"She was upset at first and was gonna 'talk to you' about it, but guess what Stac, I told her not to.
"I told her if my cock's what you wanted it was okay with me and should be with her too 'cause there'd still be a lot of cock and cum left for her too.
"She thought about it and decided as long as she got fucked long, hard, deeply and often if you wanted the same it'd be okay with her.
"Sooo telling mom won't make a fuck's difference to her and by the time she gets back again you'll be so hungry for me and my cock you'll be doing anything and everything I tell ya to do.
"Now you cock tease you have five seconds to start stripping or I'll just rip the clothes off until you're naked.
"Either way I'm gonna fuck you. I'm gonna fuck you until you have screaming orgasms and then I'm gonna cum in you... in every place my cock will go and then on you to.
"Fight and I'll hurt you, go along and I'll make it as good for you as I can.
"Your choice my lil slut. Start undressing or I'll start ripping your clothes off."

When he's finished speaking he's within arm's length of you and you're backed into the wall between your dresser and your bed and he stands staring down at you and slowly, very slowly and lewdly licks his lips in obvious anticipation of what's about to happen... one way or the other.

This is one time when you regret having all of the space around the house that's there. Dad and mom had bought it before town grew out this far and had bought an old farm. Now the house sat in the middle of about 10 acres of yard so no one would hear you if you screamed, no matter how loud or long you screamed.
 
He was serious. I could see it in his eyes.

I always thought Frank was a bad guy. Now I saw how badly I had underestimated him.

He wasn't bad. He was downright crazy.


"Don't do this, Frank," I begged. "I won't say anything...."

Frank slapped me across the face, cutting off my words. I was more stunned than hurt. No one had ever hit me before.

I had never seen Frank look happier. Then I understood. He didn't want me to consent. He wanted to rape me.

"Please..." I whimpered with tears in my eyes.

Frank backhanded me, and I fell to the floor. I could feel him standing over me. It felt like he was ten feet tall.

"Don't," I said, waiting for the next blow. It didn't come. Instead, Frank reached out and tore open my blouse. Things switched to slow motion. I could see the buttons float through the air. I watched them land and roll away. Then Frank was reaching for me....

It had started....




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Frank Swiggert:

One hand gripped her bra between her nice tits and the other her hair. Using both he literally lifted her to her feet again and pressed her to the wall.

The hand remained in her hair and against the wall. His other hand pulled and yanked until the bra's clasps pulled apart letting her tits fall from the cups as they were jerked up onto the top of her chest.

He grabbed and arm and spun her around and used the collar to rip her blouse off her arms. His fingers then dug into the waistband of her skirt and again yanked popping the button and splitting the zipper down to the bottom.

As the skirt began to slide down her legs his large, strong fingers were shoved into the leg opening of her French cut pants and out the waistband and once more he pulled and jerked until the elastic broke as it dug into her soft skin at her waist and the leg he was gripping. One, two, three more jerks and she was naked from the waist down. He turned her again and pulled the bra off her arms and dropped it to the floor and stood back at his arm's length looking at her naked body.

"Stace, you go ahead and yell and tell anyone you want to tell. If you do be sure to include that Mommie said I could fuck you any time I wanted, as long as she got my hard cock too.
"I have a feeling I'll survive better in jail while waiting trial than Moms will."

He uses her hair to toss her onto her queen size bed and stands over her as he pulls the t-shirt over his head baring his very muscular chest with it's matting of hair.

He watches her as she begins to curl into a ball and reaches down to smack her ass once, twice, three times each leaving red handprints behind then says, "On your back bitch. Legs apart and stay that way. If ya don't it'll be your tits and pussy I'll smack next."

As she obeys him, crying in shame and from the pain in her ass, he unbuckles his belt and opens his jeans. He's not wearing underwear so, no longer confined by his jeans, his cock springs out pointing at where she lays...
 
Stacy

Frank savagely tore my clothes away. I thnk I was screaming, but I couldn't hear a thing. One thing I knew was that I couldn't stop him. He was too strong.

All to quickly I was naked. He stepped back and gawked at me. I felt so ashamed. He continued ranting about my mother, but I knew his words were lies. After what happened with my father the last thing she would live with was an unfaithful man. When she found out what Frank was doing to me, she would kill him.

I just had to survive the next eleven days.

God.

Then the bastard grabbed me by the hair and dragged me over to the bed. Then he started peeling off his clothes.

I tried not to look at him, but I found myself glancing out of the corner of my eye. Frank wasn't a bad looking guy. I could see how my mother could be attracted to him. But she didn't see him like I did. She didn't know.

I tried to crawl away, but Frank would have none of that. With shocking speed her reached out and started spanking my bare bottom.

"On your back bitch. Legs apart and stay that way. If ya don't it'll be your tits and pussy I'll smack next."

I knew he wasn't bluffing.

Be strong, Stacy, I told myself. Do what it takes to survive....

Reluctantly, I rolled over onto my back. I was greeted by the sight of Frank pulling down his jeans.

I gasped.

It wasn't possible.

His cock had to be ten inches long, and thick.

Frank was hung like a horse.

Frank chuckled. He must have misinterpreted my fear for desire.

He would kill me with that thing. He would literally rip me in half.

And there wasn't a damned thing I could do about it....
 
Frank Swiggert:

"Now bitch touch my cock. Stroke it and on your knees. You're gonna lick it and suck it to... and right fucking now.
"If I feel one tooth on my cock I'll use my belt on your ass until it's covered by welts and then I'll fuck it too.
"Get busy bitch. I wanna see and feel those soft cocksucker's lips wrapped around my cock."
 
Stacy

My hands shook as I reached out for his cock. I could just about get my fingers around it. It had been a long time since I had touched a penis. I wasn't very experienced. I had only had one partner in my life, and we were both young and both dumb. Neither of us really knew what we were doing. The sex was unpleasant, and I had sworn it off until it was absolutely perfect.

Somehow, getting raped by my mother's neanderthal boyfriend fell short of my expectations.

Still there was no way out. I started stroking his cock, squeezing it and running my delicate fingers up the length of it.

Maybe if I can get him off this way he'll leave me alone I thought. This made me stroke him ever harder. Frank seemed to enjoy this. I threw back his head and groaned.

Maybe....

My hopes were dashed when Frank said that was enough. He took my hand away. Then he took my head between his two meaty fists and pulled my head toward his crotch. That close up his prick looked even bigger.

I felt it brush against my lips. Frank ordered me to kiss it. Choking back my disgust, I did as he commanded. Then he told me to use my tongue on it. My every instinct told me to refuse, but one look in his menacing eyes told me what would happen if I did. So I reluctamtly extended my tongue and ran it along the length of his shaft. Then down it. Then up again.

Then he told me to open wide....
 
Frank Swiggert:

"Remember what I said about teeth my bitch. One tooth and your tits and pussy will pay the cost.
"Now open your mouth. Wrap your lips around my cock and suck it as you lick it fuck it with your mouth," he said as his hands let go of your head to fill with your breasts. Both were kneaded, squeezed, nipples were pinched and rolled, twisted and tugged as you....
 
Stacy

I had to stretch my jaw muscles as far as they would go, but somehow I managed to get my lips around him. He was so big and so hard. I wasn't sure what to do next. I'd never given a blowjob before. I'd had it described to me by several of my girlfriends, so in theory I knew what to do. In practice it was something else.

Frank wasn't helping. It was hard to concentrate with what he was doing to my breasts. His hands were rough, and they were hurting me, but deep down there was an undeniable sense of....

Pleasure. My body was betraying me. I wouldn't enjoy this. I refused to enjoy this....


Frank seemed to like what I did with my tongue, so I ran it along the base of his cock. Then I tried to suck on it.

That's what you were supposed to do, weren't you?

It seemed to work, because Frank let out a moan of undisguised pleasure. Encouraged, I sucked him some more. Frank thrust hisa hips forward, filling my mouth with even more of his meat.

Too much. I started to gag on his cock....
 
Frank Swiggert:

'Don't want the bitch to barf on me, he thought as he backed out a bit before fucing into her mouth again, just not quite as deeply. 'She'll learn to deep throat soon enough.'

"Yeahhh, suck and lick just like that," he said as his hips stopped moving. "Now move your head at the same time. Fuck me with your cocksucker's mouth like I was just fucking it for you to show you how."

His hands continue to manipulate your tits and nipples. At time hard and other times gently but regardless of which way it was constantly being done as he watched your mouth and his cock, as well as past it to your pussy to watch as the lips began to swell and small pearls of juice slowly slid down the light down on it.
 
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