She had so much potential. Laura came from very tough beginnings. Her family was full of abusive addicts and her mother was the worst of all. They were constantly dragging her down so she'd end up just like them. An addict and hopeless. Doomed to live out the rest of her days sucking losers off in the rundown trailer park. A trashy slut, just like her mom.
But something was different about Laura. She was built different from the beginning. From a young age she was steadfast and determined not to end up like the rest of her family, especially not her mother. Sadly, there wasn't much to work with. No resources, no money, no support and no prospects. But thanks to her brothers and father she knew she had one thing: her looks. They may have never molested her, but the little snide remarks they'd make and how they'd comment on her body. She learned not too long after puberty how desirable her body was with her child bearing hips. They wouldn't go to waste popping out baby after baby as everyone else in her community did. Laura would be different and use her looks to her advantage to escape this hellhole of a future her family had set out for her.
As the years dragged on her determination to escape only grew. All classes were passed with flying colors, her body grew and developed as she sculpted it into perfection through training. Laura learned the art of seduction and how to use her sexual energy to her benefit. The loser boys in her community were just practice. None of them ever had a real shot, but she needed to have every asset she possessed to be as sharp as possible if escaping the impending nightmare was going to work.
She was there, now was the time. It was the eve of her graduation and Laura had laid all of the groundwork necessary to be free of this place. Of her family. Tomorrow she would take off to the coast to start her new life. With her looks, skills and intellect, nothing could stop her. Laura looked just like a beauty queen, and that wasn't out of the questions. There were at least a dozen agents out on the coast dying to meet that she had already been in contact with.
Even though no one knew it, the graduation party she was attending tonight would be her farewell party. Just as she was heading out the door her mother stopped her. Laura regarded her with disdain. Sitting there in her worn out chair, cigarette burning. Her body was saggy and used up through years of prescription drug abuse. That woman was a shell of a person. Miserable, hopeless. That would not be Laura.
"Eighteen now and out of high school. Bout time for you to find a man to settle down with and start giving me some grand babies, girlie" That raspy voice came out from the dimmed living room like nails on a chalk board. Laura sucked her teeth in disgust as she responded. "In your dreams. After tonight I'm done with this place and I'm done with you. All the years of abuse and hell are over. Once I'm gone, I'm never coming back. I'm too good for this place, too good for you people. I'm going to make something of myself. I'm not going to end up a used up, trashy slut like every other woman her." However cruel it may have been, it was the truth.
What came next was surprising. There was no smart remark, no explosion of anger or passive aggressive guilt trip that was common at this point. No, she just...laughed. Here was their old crone cackling in the darkness as if her daughter had just made the most absurd proclamation that had ever been made. Couldn't she see that her daughter was serious?
"Oh you wouldn't be the first uppity little tramp who thought she was 'too good' for this place. It's in your DNA, girl. No matter how hard you try and fight it, you'll never escape who you are deep down. Your family, this community, you'll get stuck here just like everyone else. Ya don't believe me just ask ya aunt Cheryl. That old hag was just like you. Always thinking she was too good for this place. Well look at her now, girlie." The tyrade was accompanied by more cackling as Laura scoffed and slammed the door behind her.
As she walked down the gravel path her thoughts turned to her aunt. There's no way. Cheryl was an even bigger slut than her mom. She had five baby daddies and no shame. She'd regularly walk around topless in the trailer park and was often regarded as the free use slut of the park. No way she had ever been anything like Laura. A shake of her head leaked the cobwebs out. It didn't even matter. After tomorrow it would all be history, even Cheryl.
The party was as drull and sad as Laura had anticipated. A good chunk of the party goers had already broken off to get laid or do drugs. Her eyes rolled at the thought. Whatever of her classmates and 'friends' hadn't gotten knocked up in high school were trying their best tonight. They'd be just another statistic. More victims of this vile community. Laura smirked at the thought. Not her.
"Well this is certainly not what I was expecting." An unfamiliar voice came out from a man who seated himself next to the stunning beauty. At first, Laura regarded him incredulously, assuming he was just another deadbeat loser. That was until she really looked at him. Tall, fit, handsome, dressed in a nice suit that Laura doubted the entire trailer park could afford even if they pooled all of their money together. She stammered a bit, the first time in her life in fact. It was the first time she had met someone from the 'outside'. Most outsiders drove through the park and wouldn't dare to stop and chat. This one was different. He was so put together, so handsome. Laura immediately clenched her legs together as she felt arousal building. That was odd. Engaging with men never had that affect on her, but this was not one any man she met before.
"Sean." He said in that low voice as he extended his hand. "And you must be Laura. I'm sorry for suddenly popping in like this, but when I saw your pictures and spoke with you, I just couldn't risk another agent getting their hands on you before me." That smile. God that able on that perfectly chiseled face was intoxicating. Her arousal rose as she glanced at his hand. But something kept ringing in her mind. 'Getting their hands on you'. Images of being grabbed and man handled by powerful men with their powerful hands started flooding her mind as her legs unclenched and spread ever so slightly.
A devious smirk came across that beauty pageant face as Laura leaned over, ignoring the man's hand and sliding a hand onto his thigh instead. "Oh you're more then welcome to put your hands on me." There was a sort of lazy drawl to Laura's tone as she leaned in closer to Sean. Normally she was so elegant and well spoken, but it's as if her mind went haywire coming face to face with such a handsome and powerful man. It was as if everything she had conditioned herself for through the years was melting away to some sort of natural instinct inside her.
Sean recoiled a bit with a nervous smile and chuckle. This was not the same girl he had been in communication with the last few months. That girl was elegant, soft, but powerful. Someone with a lot of drive and determination. The girl in front of him though, leaning over to expose her cleavage and sliding her hand up good thigh, this was the look of a trailer park tramp.
"You can use more than just your hands if you want darlin'." Her words came out lazy, just like her lids had become. There was a fountain between her legs now. She NEEDED him. So strong, powerful, handsome and her body was acting on its own. There was no other thought in her head but to get her pussy filled.
Sean let out a disappointed sigh when the sluts hand finally came to rest on his crotch. "I guess I shouldn't have expected much more from a girl in a place like this. Whelp, can't be helped." He said with resignation as he unbuckled and slid his pants down. "You know what to do, slut." Sean had met his share of sluts in his day and even though he thought himself a good man, he wasn't a saint. Some sluts were just good for fucking and little else. The way this trailer park trash attacked his cock with her mouth made it clear she was just that.
An hour later Laura was in ecstasy as she rode the cock of the man she had just met. Every thought had drained out of her hazy little head. "You want my cum, whore?" Sean remarked, angrily grabbing at her tits. He couldn't respect such a low class whore. Laura reveled in it, this is EXACTLY what she needed. It was missing for so long, she was always striving for something, this was clearly it. It took a high class man to show her that. She heard his remark and vaguely recalled jumping on his cock before a condom could even be thought of. And of course she wasn't on birth control, sheerly out of principle.
Images of her body growing and swelling with a litter of babies filled her had. Imagining her body swelling and stretching, being left with loose skin and sagging tits after the fact. All for this man. That image sent her over the edge to orgasmic ecstasy. "YES! FUCK YES! Fill me up! Gimme your baby in my slutty cunt!" She screamed as she slammed down onto his cock repeatedly like a bitch in heat.
A moment later her final purpose was realized as she felt rope after rope of cum warming her insides. She pressed herself down as hard as she could to make sure it got as deep in her as possible. A stupid cum drunk smile plastered on her face. Sean pushed the whore off with disgust. "Don't call me for any child support if you get knocked up, bitch. I don't want anything to do with you or your bastard kids." He remarked in disgust. The smile never left Laura's face. That was okay, she didn't need child support, she could just get government assistance. "Oh of course baby. Come back and see me sometime, ya hear?" She responded as he waved off her comment, getting into his car.
Laura sat dazed and dripping. Slowly she stood, cum dripping out of her. She didn't bother to put any clothes on as she made her back home. Her mother would be so happy to hear the news that she might be a grandmother in nine months. It was about time the two made leave so she could help Laura with the kids.
"Ey Laurie! Jim said to git yer ass home and take ya damn kids to the pool!" Laurie rolled her eyes, bobbing her head up and down on the cock in front of her. Jim was her third husband, but she wasn't sure they'd last. He gave her another baby to add to the three she already had, but spent most of his days drinking. Just wasn't with the hassle. She needed to find herself a good man to settle down with.
She looked up at the man she was sucking off in the middle of the community BBQ. He seemed like a good though guy. Name was...Bob..or..Chris..maybe Steven? "How ya feel about kids, darlin'?" She asked with a bit of precum dribbling off her lip as she stood up and began sliding her shorts off.
