EroticReverie

Coralynn

I leave my mother room, go to mine, I take a dirty towel from the floor and wipe his cum from between my legs, my lips shaking as I still force myself not to cry.  I snatch a hand full of underwear, socks, and a few shirts and some shorts, a hairbrush, and stuff them into a drawstring back pack, and go to the bathroom taking my tooth brush and the toothpaste and shoving them in my bag too and then pass the doorway to my mothers room.

"Where the fuck you think you're goin?" Keith's voice bellows and I fucking run. I book it through the small trailer past my mother who is draped on the couch, passed out and snoring as I hear Keith's footseps thrunder through the trailer. I've already got the door open, and am booking it down the street as he yells after me.

"GET BACK HERE!" he yells. 

"ILL FUCKING WRING YOUR NECK YOU LITTLE BITCH!" he roars and I cant help the manic laughter bubbling out of me, cause if I dont laugh, I'll cry, my shitty sneaker kicking up diry and loose gravel as I run down the street and away from that fucking piece of shit and my "home". 

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My friends homes are no better than my own. Either their parents would refuse to "Feed another mouth" , even if I was only asking for a night of shelter, or their fathers who knew my reputation would feel free to help themselves. For that reason, no mothers ever fucking welcomed me into their homes if they had husbands.  Even if my friends were bad influences too, it didnt matter, I was somehow the worst, because everyone knew that Coralynn was Patty the whores daughter. Everyone knew the gossip, that my mother Patty fucked her own daughter, and had threesomes with me and the men she brought home. Nobody cared, not even when I was too young to defend myself. Everyone turned their cheeks, and "minded their own business", and let the young girl in the rust colored trailer get raped by her mother and her mothers boyfriends and random men. 

I walk to the school, and go to the field house, and sneak into the bathrooms. I take off my shorts, and then wash my pussy, using paper towels to clean out anymore of Keith's cum that might remain mixed with the cum left in me by the nameless stranger who'd treated me not much better than Keith, yet still had me wishing he'd save me, take care of me, love me. 

When I think I've cleaned myself enough, I start to use soap and water to clean myself with paper towels. I wash my hair with handsoap in the sink. Rinsing it, then wringing it out and brush my hair, pulling it back into a wet ponytail. 

I wash the crotch of my jean shorts under the sink, and throw a pair of old grey panties on, that have a hole in the side at the hip and one along the elastic below my belly. I pull on my jean shorts, which are a little loose from being so worn out, and then I shove my things back into my drawstring bag and walk back out and look around.  I walk over to the fence where our school flag is hanging and rip it off the fence. The material wont be warm at all. But it'll be enough since it's spring and not too cold at night anymore as we get closer to summer. 

I go back into the field house, pick the lock of the small custodial closet, and turn on the light, and close the door. There's only enough room for me to sit on the floor, so I do. I curl up into myself with the schools banner wrapped around me and shut my eyes tight as tears try to fall.

"fuck you." I say to nobody as I fight them off. 

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Three  Days Later...............

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"You look like shit." a somewhat familiar voice says, as an equally familiar suv rolls up beside me. 

"God." he says looking at me. 

"Jesus christ." he says, coming to a stop and leaning over and pushing the door open.

"what the hell happened to you?" he asks and I notice him looking at my head, probably the knot still sitting there from where Keith bashed my head into the wall, or maybe the pair of bruises on each of my arms. 

I just blink at him. Deciding I'm not in the mood to play slut to a stranger. I'm too fucking tired, and too fucking hungry. I look at his open door and then turn and keep walking.

"I said get in" he calls after me as if maybe I didnt hear him. I just keep walking. 

The car rolls along beside me.

"Get in Coralynn." he says , which makes me stop and I pinch my brows at him. 

"I dont want to fuck you. Leave me alone." I say and keep walking

"I didnt ask you to, get in the fucking car" he says and I keep walking but then I stop, and I turn back.

"I'll fuck you." I say. "For money." 

He just shakes his head in confusion. "Excuse me?" 

"I said you can fuck me. But I want money." I say.

"What makes you think i'm going to fucking PAY for sex ?" he says.

"Cause you want to fuck me. And I need money. And you have money." I say. 

He looks me up and down. 

"Whered those bruises come from?" he asks.

"I want fifty dollars." I say. His brow raises.

"Where did the bruises come from Coralynn?"  he asks. 

"Take it or leave it." I say. 

"answer my question." he says.

"That's another fifty." I say. 

"Your mother said you havent been home." he says.

I blink several times. 

"You..you went there?" I ask, swallowing down that silly little ball of hope in my throat.  Was he checking on me? Did he miss me?"

"I went there last night....where have you been staying?" he asks. 

I shake my head. "None of your business." I say. 

"Will you get in the fucking car already before someone calls the fucking police about a guy harrassing a girl?" he says, looking around, and I roll my eyes. 

"like anybody around here gives a shit." I say but step into his suv, pulling the door shut and throwing on my seatbelt. 

"Did that guy give you those?" he asks nodding to my arms.

"The guy that was at your mothers place." he asks and I tense and shake slightly and grip the edges of the seat.

"Jesus Coralynn." he says quietly. 

"dont act like you fucking care, just give me my money and fuck me and leave me alone." 

"What happened to Daddy?" he asks and I look at him. 

I hold out my hand, palm up. 

"Pay me." I say and he looks at my hand.

He shakes his head. 

"I dont think so." he says. 

I roll my eyes and go to take off my seatbelt.

"Let's get you something to eat, you look fucking awful." he says. Making me stop. The mention of food making my stomach grumble.

"Thanks, you look fucking awful too." I say, sitting back in my seat and crossing my arms. 

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"So youre not staying at home anymore ?" he asks as I bite into the big fat juicy burger in my hands as we sit in his suv behind the  fast food place. 

"No" I answer with my mouth full, taking another bite before I even finish chewing the other.

"Then where are you staying?" he asks and I shrug.

"wherever" I say, chewing and looking at him, not caring that theres ketchup currently in the corner of my mouth. 

"And where is wherever?" he asks.

I roll my eyes.

"Exactly what i said...it's wherever" I say and then keep eating, taking a drink of the fruit punch I odered and licking my lips. 

"this is so fucking good" I mutter to myself and take another bite of the burger.

"Jack." he says when I crumble up the wrapper in my hands.  I rais my brow.

"Huh?" I ask, tossing the wrapper in the food bag and then working the rest of my fries into my mouth as I chew.

"My name. It's Jack." he says and I stop chewing. 

"Oh." I say, a small smile on my lips. I lick the salt from my lips and then take another drink.

"You look like a Jack." I say and he smiles.

"That's ...good, right?" he says. 

I nod, and lick my lips again, and then take another sip of my drink.

"So who is that guy?" Jack asks me. 

I shake my head. "I dont want to talk about him. Or my mom. Or...any of it." I say and he just nods once.

"Where did you sleep last night?" he asks. 

"Dont want to talk about that either." I say and rub my hands together, brushing them off and then, reach over and place my hand on his lap, and push it over his cock.

He jumps slightly. "What are you doing Coralynn?" 

"What's it look like Daddy?" I say, grabbing him through his pants, he wasnt hard, but it takes only seconds till I feel him growing in my hand as I stroke him through his pants.

"Take it out...and I'll suck it good for you Daddy"