Pills and pussy

I was in high school when the opioid crisis hit the Appalachians. My town in Kentucky was almost destroyed. School was about the only thing that felt safe and normal, but since a third to a half of the kids had at least one parent who was addicted, mostly from legal prescriptions, school wasn’t far behind in feeling the effects.
The other side of the coin was that those of us who were smart enough not to take the pills had easy access to our parents’, older siblings’, etc. drugs. Junkies don’t count real well when they’re stoned, and they are constantly forgetting how many they have left. Three of my friends and I began stealing our families’ pills- I don’t know why really, we didn’t want to take them and we didn’t have any idea what they were worth.
Mostly we kept quiet about what we were doing, but a few kids found out. One day a girl in the class behind us named Lacey, who was the daughter of maybe the richest family in our poor town, took me aside and asked if I could sell her some pills. She was a beautiful blonde girl with perfect teeth, skin, and hair, and expensive clothes. I told her to meet me at the newspaper shack (where they distributed the morning paper to the paperboys) after school. We met, and she said, “How much do you want for five?” At that time I don’t think she had ever had even one, so I don’t think she had any idea what she could or couldn’t do with five. I asked her, “What kind of pills do you take now?” and she said, “I used to take meds for my periods, which hurt a lot, so my Mom put me on birth control pills, and that’s almost all I take now.”
When she said she was on the pill, it was like the heavens opened up and the angels began to sing! I told her I didn’t want her money (which was not true at all), but I wanted her to take off her blouse. She did, and I said, “Now your bra,” and she did, showing me a pair of incredible little tits, so I said, “Now your skirt,” and she did, so I said, “Now your panties.” At this she seemed to realize what she was doing, and she moved away from me a step and said, “Can’t I just do a little dance for you or something?” I said, “No,” and she said, “Are you going to fuck me?” I said, “Yes,” and she sighed and dropped her panties, showing a beautiful snatch with just a little blonde hair. I had seen enough porn to know that I wanted her to suck my cock before I fucked her, so I pushed her down to her knees and said, “Suck it!” She did, for several minutes, but I didn’t want to come before I fucked her because I had never fucked a girl, so I pushed her onto her back, worked my cock into her pussy, and balled her until I came inside her.
I didn’t feel anything stopping my cock, and she didn’t say anything about pain from her hymen, so as she was getting dressed I said, “You weren’t a virgin, were you?” She looked kind of embarrassed and not sure if she should say anything, but then she said, “No.” I said, “Who did it to you first?” and she said, “My Dad has been fucking me since I was eleven. He still does.” I said, “Does your Mom know what your Dad is doing to you?” and she said, “Yeah, she knew all along- she saw us lots of times. That’s the real reason she put me on the pill.” I said, “Why didn’t she report him to the cops, or divorce him?” and she said, “He’s the one who was rich before they got married, and she’s afraid of being poor again. Whenever he threatens to leave her poor again, she starts to cry and shake.”
We began fucking every few days, and whenever I had pills, which was usually, I would give them to her. After about a month, one day when we were naked I asked her, “Have you ever done it with more than one guy?” and she said, “My Daddy has started inviting his friends over one at a time to ‘get some,’ so I know it’s going to be gangbangs pretty soon.” I said, “Are you okay with that?” and she looked kind of sad and said, “When I take the pills I don’t care if I even know who’s fucking me.” I said, “You’ve met my three buds, how would you feel about fucking them?” and she just shrugged and went back to sucking me. The next day I invited my friends, and we all fucked her, most of the time with one cock in her pussy and one or two in her mouth. After about half an hour of this she had a loud orgasm, which was the first time I had ever seen or heard her come. The guys left, and when she got dressed she said, “I know you and your friends just wanted my pussy, but thanks for letting me talk to you,” and she kissed me, which she had never done before.
We had a few more of these sex party afternoons, then the school year ended. That very weekend there was a huge blowup at her family’s house, which the cops had to come quiet down. Within a week after that they had moved away, and I never knew where. I hope she's okay. I should have treated her better, but you know what? I think she thought fucking me was a small price to pay for pills to take her mind away from her Daddy, and being able to talk to me.

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