Toki Disowned

Toki was her lowest. Only 16 years old and 6 months pregnant. She hid it as long as she could, but today her parents had found out. She had come home from school only to be greeted with a barrage of angry yelling from her mother and father. She had fallen to her hands and knees, begging for their forgiveness. But there was no mercy to be had. They screamed Japanese insults, called her 売春婦 (whore), 遊女 (harlot), and 浮気女 (slut). They dragged her out of the house by her hair and tossed her out into the rain.

“We have no daughter.” was the last thing they said to her before slamming the door shut.

Toki had nothing. Only the clothes on her back. A pair of black loafers, high white socks, a knee length plaid skirt, and short sleeved white button up shirt. The very uniform she had worn to school that day. She tried to think of anyone she could stay with. She had no other family living in the city. She had struggled to make friends at school since her family had moved here 5 months ago. Even the father of her child was halfway across the country. At a loss for what to do, she went to the public library to try and wait out the rain. But the rain did not stop. The hours quickly ticked by, and as the little light that pierced the clouds faded, she had to leave the shelter of the library as it closed for the night.

Alone, she wandered the streets at night. The heavy rain poured down in sheets, soaking through her clothing. The cold winds picked up, chilling her to the bone, and making her nipples annoyingly pointy. Her long, straight, black hair clung to her face, neck, and back. She felt a growl deep in the pit of her stomach and hoped it was just hunger. She searched for something to eat, but without any money her attempts were futile. That was until he saw a man walk out of a restaurant, a takeout bag grasped firmly in his hands.

Toki swallowed her pride and walked up to the man. He stopped when he saw her. She must have looked utterly pathetic. Her white button up shirt so soaked it was see-through. Her skirt clinging to her thighs and groin. Her baby-bump clearly visible.

“Excuse me, sir,” she meekly asked, “could you please spare me some food?”

He looked her up and down in a way that made Toki cringe.

“Go buy your own!” he grumpily responded, trying to walk away,

“Please sir!” Begged Toki as she grabbed onto the man’s sleeve, “I have no money and no one to rely on! I’ll do anything!”

“Anything?” asked the man, a curious look on his face.

“Anything.” Toki meekly responded.

An evil grin crossed the man’s face. He took Toki’s hand in his own and lead her into a nearby alley, besides a dumpster that blocked them from view. He looked around to make sure no one was watching before unzipping his fly and whipping out his cock. Toki gasped in shock.

Show me how bad you want it. On your knees!” Snarled the man.

Tokie knew exactly what he wanted. She had done it twice before for the father of her child. The thought of doing it for a total stranger though, that disgusted her. But a second growl in the pit of her stomach was enough motivation to push her disgust aside. Toki kneeled down, her legs and socks getting wet from the filthy garbage water which was leaking from the dumpster. She rested her ass on her heels, straightened her back, and opened her mouth.

With one hand, the man roughly grabbed her jaw. He squeezed hard, squishing her face, and forcing her mouth wide open. With his other hand he guided his semi-hard cock into her mouth. It smelled strongly of sweat and tasted like sea water. Toki started to gag. In response, the man released his grip on her jaw and grabbed the hair on the back of her head. He pulled down on her hair hard, tilting back her head and opening her mouth even wider.

He slipped his hard cock deeper inside Toki’s mouth. His cock bulged out her cheek. He pulled back his hips and started violently thrusting in and out of her mouth. Toki could barely choke down gasps of air between each thrust. His loose, heavy balls slapped repeatedly against her chin.

With the hand he had used to guide in his cock, the man reached down and grabbed the collar of Toki’s shirt. He pulled down hard, causing the top buttons of her shirt to come flying off, revealing the tops of her breasts, like a V-neck. He then shoved his hand down her cleavage, groping her soft, round, c-cup breasts. Toki’s hands shot up around his wrists, trying to push his hands away. Unable to stop him, she bites down hard on his cock. Groping was a bridge too far for her.

The man pulled back, his cock slipped out her mouth and his hands let go of her. Toki panted, trying to catch her breath, relieved he had stopped. An intense, hot, stinging pain spread out over the right side of Toki’s face as the man slapped her as hard as he could. The force of the impact sent Toki sprawling onto the ground.

The man grabbed Toki by the ankles, and dragged her across the ground towards him. He flipped up her skirt. Toki panicked and tried to lift herself up. The man firmly grabbed the back of her neck and forced her down, her face and body pressed against the hard, wet ground. Toki screamed as the man pulled her white panties down around her knees, but her high, shrill screams were blocked out by the howling winds.

The man kneeled on both her legs, his rock hard cock teased Toki’s pale, tight cunt. An innocent, taught pussy framed with a small spattering of thin, straight, black pubic hairs. Toki begged him to stop, screaming as the man violently thrust the entire length of his hard cock into her dry cunt. She felt him stretch her more than she’s ever been stretched before. She even swore she felt something inside her tear.

But the man did not care. He thrust wildly inside her, unbothered by the lack of any lubrication, and utterly lost in the divine tightness of her body. Toki cried as her insides burned with friction. Finally, the man thrust his full length inside her, brushing against her cervix and making her eyes roll up in her head, and came deep inside her. Toki felt blast after blast of hot, thick, gooey cum painted her insides white. The man drained his balls before standing up and putting his dick away. Triumphantly he lorded over the soaking, crying, helpless, Japanese girl who leaked his cum from her puffy, pink, battered pussy.

He shook the bag of food he had promised to Toki, grabbing her attention. He then made her watch as he tossed it into the dumpster. Toki’s face bore an utterly broken expression. The man strutted away, a renewed kick in his step.

Slowly, Toki crawled back up to her knees. Her body ached. Her pussy burned and throbbed. Rain ran down her exposed cleavage. The right side of her face pulsed and stung to touch. She looked at her reflection in a puddle and saw a red imprint on her right cheek and around her right eye. She lifted herself back up to her feet, grasping the wall for support. She felt his cum start slowly trickling down her thighs and legs. She reached down and pulled her panties back up to help stem the flow and save what little modesty she had left.

Once she could walk without having to lean on anything, she pushed over a nearby garbage can to the side of the dumpster.