The Girl In The Wall ********************************************************************* This story was inspired by a hentai manga called Hanshin Omocha 3. I do not own or have any rights to that manga, but I enjoyed it and wanted to write a more detailed story around those events. ********************************************************************* I had been a daddy's girl when I was little, but around the time I hit adolescence, he started spending more and more time at work. I knew that he was doing it for my mom and I, to better support us. Still, a young girl needs her dad, and his lack of attention caused more than a little resentment from me. I guess that's why I became a party girl and took such a scandalous part-time job that got me into the mess I'm in now. I suppose that I should start by telling you a bit about me. My name is Sayaka Huruma. I live in Tachikawa; a city that is part of the greater Tokyo area. I'm 16, and I just entered my first year of high school. Also, as I mentioned before, I'm a party girl. This does not just mean that party, but that I have to maintain a certain image. You see, to be accepted in your activities, you need to be part of the associated group. If a girl just had sex with several different guys, she would be ruthlessly bullied for being a slut. However, if a girl is part of the party girl scene, it is just accepted as what she does. You can't portray yourself as a good girl while doing things that are considered naughty, but if you're part of the bad girls club, you can have all the fun you want... to an extent. If you go too far, no one will accept you. The image of yourself that you present to the world is essential to being a party girl. For where I come from, this means a few key factors. First is having died hair; typically a light color. I went platinum blond. Not an easy task for someone with such natural dark hair, but mine looks perfect, soft and silky. Next is being well tanned. This part is a little tricky to do right. I want my skin to be smooth and flawless, but also tanned to golden perfection. I keep a strict regimen with the tanning beds, always full nude to avoid any tan lines, and followed plenty of moisturizing and cleansers. Besides it being my preference, guys often like the idea of a girl sunning herself naked. Of course, there isn't any deprivation of modesty in a tanning bed, but guys get worked up over it all the same. Another part of the body image is the hair on it. I'm lucky enough to not have hair on my legs or arms. The only areas that need attention are my under arms and between my legs. I like to avoid as much effort as possible, so I elected for laser hair removal. Now my armpits are completely smooth and only a small neatly trimmed patch is left on my mound. I know girls in some parts of the world take it all off, but that would be too unusual for here, so a neatly trimmed little patch of black hair sits in stark contrast to the blond on my head. Makeup is also very important. Some party girls use way too much, but not me. I like to use just enough to say that I'm part of the scene, but not so much as to look like a clown. Last is the wardrobe. Always sexy, but not too slutty... most of the time. For a girl my age, a big asset is the idea of innocence. Sure, I'm not an innocent, little girl, but an older guy will spend a lot more on gifts for a girl who doesn't look too easy. Sometimes I'm called names like slut, bitch, cunt or whore, but those never bother me. I'm a bitch because I have to be, and I'll fuck anyone I want; even if it is only for what I can get in return. I know my friends are not real friends and will turn on me the moment I don't present myself the way they think I should be. That's what happens more often than not, but it just goes with the territory, so I hang out and be friendly but never too close. The guys I hook up with most often are older guys, often businessmen who perve on young girls like me in the disco. They're not sexy, but they don't hold back on spoiling me either. I also don't take too many chances when hooking up. I take birth control, and I use condoms. However, the whole process of getting a sugar daddy is a pain. Weeding out the ones who pay out versus the ones looking for a quick taste of teen snatch is a lot of effort. The whole process is time-consuming and exhausting. I needed a better system. Obviously, I'm not shy about sex. Sex, drugs, dancing at the discos, it's all part of the lifestyle. However, despite what people think, I'm not stupid. I keep my grades high enough to keep my options open, but I want to get as much as I can from these guys for as long as I can. Let them throw their cash at me until I can find a rich guy to marry whom will baby me in exchange for using my body however he wants. I'll still go to college just in case I need to rely on my own career, but I doubt that someone with a face and body like mine will have any trouble finding a rich husband. I may not have giant tits, but they are shapely, perky and a solid handful. My ass is full, heart-shaped and firm. My stomach is flat and tight. I have long, toned legs, and my face is both cute and sexy. All in all, I'm a hot package. Still, I wanted a way to get more spending money without having to do any real work. I guess that's why when a guy at a disco offered me a job that would require no real work on my part and stay totally anonymous to guys who would ogle my body, I was intrigued. I was told that it was a private club for select clients; all of whom had to be screened for diseases. All I had to do was stay on my hands and knees with my bottom half sticking out of a wall. Don't ask me to explain the perversions of Japanese businessmen, but for some reason, having only half a girl to play with is especially exciting for some reason. Yes, I was going to prostitute myself to creepy guys who want to play with my lower half while my upper is on the other side of a wall, but to me, that sounded a lot better than them climbing all over me while I can see their depraved expressions. I was asked if I was on birth control. Since I was, I could start immediately. If I hadn't been, I would have to get a prescription and wait until it was in full effect before starting. You may have guessed the reason was the lack of condoms being used. Having these old guys fuck me bareback was not appealing, but the pay was more than enough to overcome any qualms I had. I know STDs are prevalent in some countries, but it is not a major concern here Japan. Since the clients were clinically screened for membership, I wasn't worried about catching anything. I was also asked to wear my school uniform. This didn't surprise me. I knew most of these pervs were just aching to fuck a schoolgirl. Sure, they would get their chance. I didn't care if they were perverts, as long as I got what I wanted. Neither my mom nor dad kept tabs on me. I knew they wouldn't even mention me getting home late after school. I just went out with my friends, ate and gossiped until I said I had something to do and headed out for my first day of work. I was nervous, but I did a good job of not showing it. I was asked to wash and change underwear with a pair of simple, white cotton panties. I put my own panties in a little cubby, washed my lower half thoroughly, and put on the plain panties. Clearly, they wanted to play up the innocence angle. I was shown my spot, which was just an oval hole in a plain white wall. On each side was a pad. One side for my knees and the other for my elbows. On closer inspection, I saw the hole was actually two parts and the upper part could slide up to make room for me to get through then slide down for snug fit around my midsection. I asked the man who showed me my spot if I should take anything off like my shoes or socks, but he said no. He explained that wouldn't be necessary because anything the customer wanted to remove, he would take off himself. I slid through and was locked in place. The side for my upper half had an electrical outlet, so I plugged in my phone and waited. I could play on my phone the whole time and not even have to pretend that the guy was pleasing me. This job was perfect! At least, that's what I thought at first. While I waited for the clients, I chatted with the girls to my left and right; half paying attention to what they said while I played on my phone. They said that it wasn't too bad, but took some getting used to. I was told that most guys would examine our privates like a scared child for a while before fucking us for a minute or two, and we would be done. Easiest money ever made. Some would be a bit rough, but those were clients who generally gave bonuses, so it was worth it. This didn't worry me. I like it rough, so it might even be fun. After a little while, we heard a group of men enter the room where our asses were hanging out with no hands to impede their examination or violation. They sounded jubilant and perhaps a little drunk. Not to the point of slurring their words, but it seemed they might have needed a little liquid courage. God, guys were so pathetic, I thought to myself. "Hey Chief, check out the tanned ass on this one," one of them said, clearly talking about me. "Would you look at that? She must be a party girl!" The one they called chief replied. The voice sounded very familiar, it sounded like my dad, but that couldn't be. My dad didn't go to places like this. He was out late every night at his office, working... oh, my, god... no, it can't be, there's no way. I told myself that, but then he said, "My daughter Saya is a party girl, she reminds me of her. She's even wearing a school uniform! I'm definitely having this one!" OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT IS MY DAD! I screamed inside my head. I needed to do something but what? I couldn't get out of the hole, as it was locked around my waist. The man who locked me in the wall, to begin with, was nowhere around. I didn't see a camera to signal someone. From the look of the other girls, they were already getting fondled. Then it happened; I felt my father's hands grabbing my ass! "She has a great figure, just like my daughter's," my father told someone with him. I couldn't believe it. My dad was getting off on me because he thought I was a girl who looked like me, and how the hell did he know what my figure was like?! The question was what the fuck should I do? If I say anything, my dad will know it's me! It would be, without a doubt, the most embarrassing experience of my life! I would be truly mortified. However, if I don't say anything, my father might actually fuck me! While trying to think of what to do, my father had already slid my panties down and was examining my pussy! I felt him run his thick, course fingers all across my labia then probing my entrance while stimulating my clit. If it wasn't my father, and I wasn't in such shock, it might have felt really good. "What a lovely little cunt you have, such a lovely color, so well maintained, and still very tight," he said in an approving fashion. I know it sounds really strange, but hearing my father praise me, somewhat disarmed me. We used to be so close, but I had hardly seen him the last few years. Even when home, he never spent any time with me. I also know it was incredibly naïve, but feeling like a trapped animal, I thought that maybe if I just hold still and don't say anything that he would lose interest and leave me alone. Little did I know that in my moment of distraction, my father had induced a slick, clear liquid to form within my naughty hole. I've never had trouble getting wet, and this was a clear indication to my father that I wanted him in every way. I felt a meaty finger deeply invade me that caused me to gasp. I clamped my mouth shut to deny any more encouragement. I didn't realize how fruitless this was with my pussy openly dripping. I knew I needed to stop this, but I was so obsessed with my image that I was sure if my dad found out that it was me, somehow it would get out, and I would have to move to a deserted island to escape the shame! To make matters worse, my father finger fucking me was causing my head to go numb. I kept my lips sealed, not letting the slightest peep escape, but I could feel an orgasm building. I didn't understand, I was not a girl who came easily. Sure I would get wet with the slightest stimulation, but to make me orgasm took some work. When I felt my father withdraw his finger, I gasped for breath; thankful that he had stopped when he did. "What a naughty little pussy you have, young lady," my dad chided. I'm sorry daddy... wait... what did I just think?[/i] Why would I think that? This is all my stupid old bastard of father's fault! Just then, though, I felt his hot breath and my eyes grew wide. OH NO, He isn't going to, I thought, right as I felt his tongue! Oh Dear god, what is happening right now? I screamed inside my head! The worst part was how good it felt. I hated to admit it, but my father knew exactly how to use his tongue on me. I was trying to think of anything to escape mentally from what was going on. Despite that, my orgasm was growing. I needed to hold it back, I refused to cum from my father's tongue! I was close, but I told myself that I would not let it happen, and I really believed it until his tongue began tickling my asshole! I had never felt anything like it before. It shocked me both from surprise and what felt like an electric spark up my spine! That spark grew into a surge when I felt his tongue invade my rectum! I couldn't hold back any longer. I clapped both my hands over my mouth and screamed into them through clenched teeth and lips! I was able to hide most of my voice, but my shuddering body betrayed what had happened to my lecherous father. "Did you just cum? Well, I guess it's time for me to be inside you," he said nonchalantly as he held my hip with one hand as lined himself up with the other. I was in such a stupor, I didn't fully catch on to what was happening until felt his cock invading my cunt. This can't be happening! I cried internally as my father began fucking me. I've had a few cocks in my life. My first was when I was 12, so I despite being only 16 now, I know a thing or two about sex, and I knew my father was a damned animal! I couldn't say how big it was, but it was smashing against my cervix with each thrust, so it had the length, and it stretched me almost to the point of discomfort. He was certainly on the big side. He also used an angle that made the head slide across my G-spot with each thrust. I have never had an orgasm from straight fucking, but I knew a big one was on its way. I was silently sobbing with tears rolling down my cheeks, as my body lurched with each thrust. I hated what was happening not because it felt awful, but rather because it was amazing! I was being given perhaps the best fuck of my life, and it was from my damned asshole of a father! I didn't want to enjoy it. I didn't want to cum from it, and yet I did enjoy it, and I was going to cum any moment, no matter how hard I was trying to hold it back. "Here it comes little girl," my father bellowed. No, please, this can't be happening! My inner voice screamed, but it was happening! I felt his hot, sticky ropes of cum splash against my cervix, and I lost the last bit of willpower holding back my release. My body convulsed as it was rocked by the most massive orgasm of my life to that point! Some of my cries escaped through my hands clenched over my mouth, but luckily, my father was crying out from his own orgasm, and didn't seem to hear me, or at least wasn't able to recognize me. I collapsed with only the wall holding me up, as my father continued emptying his sack into my cunt. I had never been so thankful to be on birth control. We both caught our breath for a few minutes, but as I settled down, I realized that my father's cock was not softening. He lifted himself up, using my hips for leverage and began gently rocking back and forth. "You make me feel like a young man, my little angel. It would seem that I'm ready for another go," my father informed me. Oh fucking hell, not again, I thought but lacked any ability to protest. I felt him withdraw completely, and wondered what he was planning, but was horrified when I felt the blunt head of his dick against my asshole and realized what was about to happen. For a brief instant, I thought, no way, he wouldn't dare, only to have the immediate pressure of his cock trying to invade my bowels. I tried to clench my asshole shut, but his cock was covered in a mixture of our juices that made it too slick to keep out. My sphincter reluctantly relented against the assault, and my bastard father forced his entire length into me until his hips ground into my ass. Once again, my hands were clenched over my mouth to block my scream. Holy shit did it hurt! It felt like he ripped my asshole apart, and for all I knew, at that moment, he may have. I tried to focus, and it didn't feel like anything was torn while he thrust back and forth. He wasn't even trying to take it easy on me, and this was my first time ever doing anal. I couldn't believe that my own father had just taken my anal virginity and was now going to town me. Still, I was impressed at how spry the old bastard was. He had just cum in my pussy and within a few minutes was pounding away in my ass. The pain was nearly unbearable. It was by far the most painful experience of my life. My asshole being forcefully opened and inverted from a fat cock didn't just hurt within my ass but spread out in burning bolts that felt like an assault throughout my body. I had heard that the pain goes away pretty quick, but I guess that's when the guy doesn't just slam it in and go to town with no concern for you. The pain was lessening, but certainly wasn't going away. However, I was beginning to feel a new sensation; a kind of warm electric wave that ran up my spine with every thrust. This was a very confusing sensation for me. I was being fucked in the ass by my father, so there was revulsion from that. My ass was being roughly violated, so I was in tremendous pain, and finally, I was experiencing intense waves of pleasure. My body and mind were so confused that is was some kind of miracle that they both didn't just shut down. My tears were freely flowing but so was my pussy. It wouldn't be long before I would have yet another orgasm. However, I absolutely didn't want this to happen. There was no way that I wanted my dad to feel in any way justified for violating me in such a manner. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out forever. I just hoped that he would finish first, and save me the indignity. However, my hopes of outlasting him were fleeting with ever thrust as I grew closer to that precipice. He began picking up his rhythm while slamming into me. He was getting close, or at least I hoped he was. It hurt without a doubt, but either I was getting used to it or the hot electric waves up my spine were getting more intense. In any case, it was now a race to see if I could last just a little longer than he could. My mind began to wonder, as I tried to push both his invading cock and the waves of intense pleasure from my mind. I began to remember myself as a child, playing with my father, him holding me in arms, comforting me, reading to me, bathing me, tucking me in and kissing me goodnight. Then I heard him cry out, "I'm gonna cum in you, little girl. I'm gonna fill this fine ass with my cum!" Just do it already, daddy! I yelled in my head. "Oh yes, Saya, cum with daddy, baby!" he cried out to me. Oh god, he knows it's me! I thought right as my own orgasm hit with earth shattering force! I openly cried out at the same time as my father. He collapsed into the wall over me and against the wall. I could hear his heavy breathing even over my own. "That was fantastic, little one. I'm so glad I found a hot little ass so much like my daughter's," he told me as he withdrew from my ass and gave it a slap. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief, as I realized that he didn't know it was me. "I'm going to visit you as often as I can, and next time, I'll be sure to make you cry out more, so I can hear that lovely voice of yours," he told me in a voice so sweet it hurt my teeth. "I hate to leave you, but our time is up, and I need to get home and give my real daughter a kiss goodnight," he told me with a kiss on my ass, and with that, he was gone. I laid there for a while with the jumbled memories of what just transpired. I had just been fondled, finger fucked, mouth fucked, pussy fucked, and ass fucked by the man responsible for my birth. I even had his cum in both my pussy and ass. After all the clients were gone, an attendant came to release me from the wall. He counted out five 10,000 yen notes and then gave a sixth as a bonus for what he said was a thorough job done. I didn't know how much my father gave them, but this was certainly more money than I had ever gotten at one time. I doubted I would ever have another part time job that paid so well for an hour of work. However, the thought of experiencing anything like that again meant this was both my first and last day. I took a long, hot shower, and cleaned the last of my father's cum from my cunt, and the outside of my asshole. I could feel his cum splashing over the inside of my rectum, but my ass was far too swollen and sore for me to try and remove it. After my shower, I just changed back into my uniform and put on my original panties. I felt in a daze on the train ride home. I knew it had all really happened, but it was just so surreal. I opened the front door of my home to the sound of my parents talking. "Sorry, I'm home so late again. I had to entertain some clients, and it ran longer than expected. Hopefully, I can be back earlier before long, but for now, you should expect me home late every night," he told my mom with convincing sincerity. You fucking liar! I thought to myself. "Tadaima," I announced, as I closed the door behind me. I shortly followed that up with, "I'm going to bed." I just wanted to sleep everything away. I didn't bother to change into any night clothes. I just stripped off everything and climbed under the covers. A few minutes later, I heard a soft knock on my door. Without waiting for my response, the door opened, and I heard, "Saya darling, mind if I come in?" I didn't say anything, but he came in regardless and sat on the bed with my back to him. "I'm sorry that I haven't been around much in the last few... well, years I guess. I've been so busy with work and... and, well... I guess you were growing up so fast that I wanted to give you your space, but I love you very much, and I've already missed so much. I will still have work, but I wanted to try and spend more time with you. I realized that with you starting high school, you'll be off to college before I know it. I want to make as many memories with you as I can before then, so do you think you could spend some time with your lame, old dad?" His words stunned me. He obviously had a daughter complex since he was crying out my name while he came in my ass, but was that why he hadn't been spending time with me? Did he start developing an attraction to me as I matured? If that was the case, what was he doing now? Was he hoping to seduce me? Did finding an ass to fuck that looked like his daughter's sate his urges, so now he wanted an appropriate relationship? Either way, I needed to know. "Sure dad, we can hang out sometimes," I told him as casually as I could. "Thank you, baby," he said lovingly, as he leaned down and kissed my forehead. He was about to turn away and get up when I reached up and pulled him back down to kiss him on the lips. It was a short kiss, and not like a lover would do. It felt innocent enough. I just figured that I should get a kiss after being fucked. This didn't mean that I was okay with what he did to me, but in some perverse way, it helped me feel better about it. I guess I am more fucked up than I thought. I'm not sure if my dad could tell I was topless when the sheet fell down, as I reached up and kissed him, but at that point, I didn't care. I just told him goodnight, pulled the sheet back over my shoulder, turned away from him. He returned the sentiment and exited the room. While he did, I could clearly feel his cum settle inside my ass while I fell asleep. The End ******************************************************************** I hope you enjoyed the story. Right now, this is a one-shot, but if I receive a positive response, I will continue it as a series. Thank you for reading, and please feel free to contact me to let me know what you think. Hugs and Kisses, Japain Princess