Nina was one of those girls everyone wanted to be. By eight grade, she had firm 34D cup boobs, The roundest and best shaped ass that even super models would die for, straight blonde hair's-breadth, bright green eyes, a midget waist and flat stomach that stayed toned and never bulged, no matter how much she ate—and she didn't even work out that much. By far she'd been the most popular, sweet-flavored and liked girl at school, and not one someone would've disagreed, even if you didn't like her. She was also the blistering girl in school, and she was a squeamish person too, one that got along with everyone, whether Nina liked them or not. One of her insurance policy was to always smile at the person who smiled at you—whether it was your ex, your protagonist, or some random stranger—she would always retort the smile.
So when dent looked at her in the hallway, and she smiled at him, it wasn't because she wasn't being flirtatious, or sexy, she just smiled to be friendly.
dent, on the other deal, was the very opposite of Nina, and not just by sex. Nick was pale, skinny, and dorky on the extraneous, but if you really knew him, underneath all those baggy sweatshirts he always wore, he was strong. He could probably lift double of what the stiff football instrumentalist or rassling kid could in weights or bench a hundred prison term more that the strongest mellow shoal kid than the state, from working out in his home gym so much. He was what girl would typically call in a weirdy, and he knew that everyone persuasion of him that way—not that he cared. One of the intellect he was called a creep was because he would await down girls'shirts and up their annulus when the set over—but Nick couldn't have cared less about that rumor—he didn't see why female child would don such skin exposing or low segmentation shirts or miniskirts if they didn't want people looking at them. Another ground Nick was called a creep was because he'd put a video television camera in the girls locker room at school. Although there wasn't absolute proof that nick was the one who did it, he was always hanging around the lady friend's locker way at school, and all the evidence pointed at him, but dent wouldn't admit anything, although it was him. Nick would always fantasize about the girls at his school as he masturbated, watched erotica or while jacking off—and one of the girls who showed up most in his fantasy was Nina. This wasn't surprising of line, from the fact that she was the aphrodisiac girl at school by far, but unlike to the highest degree Guy at the school, whenever he saw Nina, he got a boner—and a big one, too.
So when Nina smiled at him for the first time, he just about felt like his putz exploded into some brick. It took everything he had in him to stay fresh walking and not to stop and just catch her tit. He'd had sex before, more than a few times too, because his parents were filthy rich and he got about $ 50 a week, so it wasn't that hard to look up some chick who lived near him who was desperate for some peter at very cheap Price and have her come over and delight him when his parents when to figure parties that lasted past 3 AM. So that way, snick had pretty much Sir Thomas More experience that nigh of the eighth form guy rope at schoolhouse with sex, maybe even more than the high schoolhouse kids.
But it was when notch's gumshoe got a bloomer when Nina smiled at him for the number 1 time that he decided that he needed to fuck Nina— today.
He knew Nina's schedule by heart, from stalking her secretly after school. She had cheerleading practice, and after that, she would walk home plate, and her parents wouldn't get domicile till 9, so she'd secretly go out and do some stuff like knack out with her friends at the plaza before they came home—Nick knew her parents never cared to ask what she did or noticed—and Nina had no sibling. Today was perfect for dent because she was planning on going uncoiled home and skipping sunniness practice to finish her preparation and study for some category she was failing.
So nick followed her place. He also knew the fact that she kept the key under the door mat and that was how she got in every day.
And that's exactly how notch planned on getting in.
After she entered her business firm, nick watched through the trees in her backyard which gave him a perfect into her bedroom to see her come in and complete her prep in her bed.
And when she'd done that, snick snuck in with the key under the door mat. Since her steps were made of carpet, he was able-bodied to climb swiftly and silently and slowly walked to her door to find her lying on her king sized bed on her stomach, facing away from the door, playing some music and finishing her homework. She was facing the mirror, which showed the reflection of the door, so if she looked up, she would see dent standing there, but she was fortunately looking down at her preparation. nick could see that perfective cleavage of hers in the mirror, and her bright red panties from her back, because she was wearing a miniskirt. Slowly, and silently, gouge slipped in her room and shut the door which miraculously made no squeaker as it closed, and even if it did, she wouldn't hear, the music was playing so tawdry. Seeing her phone lying on her table, he took it and smartly turned it off quickly, and slipped it on the very top of her marvellous bookshelf. Because of the euphony performing, she didn't hear him motion and continued to work on her Algebra homework.
Now, Nick was cook to reveal himself. In one fluid apparent motion, ding turned off the stereo behind Nina while pulling her subterfuge closed with the former hand. She froze and looked up, to her mirror, and saw Nick standing there, and she screamed and spun around on the bed so quickly she knocked her preparation to the undercoat. Her promising green eyes widened, and her hand flew to her dresser in surprise.
"Wha-Who-How-Nick ? !"she stammered in impact."How—How'd you get in here ? !"she gasped.
Nick shrugged nonchalantly."The key under your room access mat."
"How'd you know I kept it there ?"
"I've been watching you, Nina. I've seen you go to exercise, occur home, go to the mall with your Quaker, stoolpigeon out, depend upon your cycle, and even exchange outfits. I enjoyed watching that last part with dozens of pleasure, too."He added in the end, rubbing his hard on.
Nina's center widened even more and he saw her eye go to her bedside board in search of her phone, and she gasped when she saw it wasn't there.
"Where's my phone ? Why'd you close the door and the blinds ? What's going on, Nick ?"she said, her voice rising an octave with every question and shaking.
dent smiled in a creepy-crawly way and gestured again to the growing bulge in his pants.
"I think we both know, Nina."
She gasped,"No,"and backed off the bed and against her wall, shaking and breathing deeply, making her D cup breasts rise and pin rapidly, which only caused Nick's patience to end, and want her even more.
"I've dreamed of this for a long metre, Nina, since one-fifth class, ya cognize ? That's when I started feeling myself. How about you, sexy ? Do you jerk off ?"He said gruffly, taking a step towards her.
She screamed, shaking her headspring, and shrieked,"Help ! Stop ! Don't do it ! Please, Please ! Leave me alone ! help ! Help ! Heeelllpp !"
And Nick laughed in reply,"Please. No one is home plate, Nina. No one's gon na pick up you. Your friends aren't here. They're at cheer recitation, and afterwards, they're going to sweet talker King, I heard them. Your parents aren't coming rest home money box nine, and your dad is coming home at ten today. I heard you on the phone, I intercepted your calls. I have the gadgets and Irish bull, because my parents are rich. Your neighbors are all out. trust me, there's no way you're getting out of this—and I have my experience, don't worry—so I'm pretty sure you'll just…love this."
Nina's eye had widened and she was madly looking around the room, looking for a way out, but this was hard because Nick was advancing on her and in her terror she had accidentally backed into a turning point. In one swift, fluid motion, nick shrugged off his baggy sweatshirt and flung it on the bed, exposing the hard, pretty aphrodisiac, brawny body that had always been hidden under his baggy sweatshirts.
Nina gasped again, this time from shock at his inflect body.
And he grabbed her. She screamed, kicked, pushed, but it was no use. She was too weak for him. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the bed, while she was kicking and flailing, but for all Nick felt, it could cause been an annoying mosquito. He reached into his sweatshirt's pocket which he had flung on the bed and pulled out 2 pairs of manus handlock which he'd bought online. He put one on her and attached it to her bed post and did the same with the other so that her deal were behind her head, pushing her chest out and emphasizing her breasts wonderfully. She tried kick, so he pulled out the knife he had in his pocket and flashed it in her face. He hadn't ever intended in using it, but he'd thought it would cause been a ripe incentive. Her eyes widened and her screaming subsided at the knife and she stopped kicking.
"Good, bitch. Now : let out your legs."
She shook her brain furiously, but when he raised the knife threateningly, she let out a sob and reluctantly parted her legs, just bit, but enough for him to get in between and fight them a little more apart. Then, with his strength, he grabbed at a button on her shirt and opened it, ignoring her begging for him not to, and ripped her entirely shirt open and her boobs, in a bright read bra too low for her bounced out. His boner increased and he gruffly leaned down and ripped down her bra, and her breasts sprung out, bouncy, and very, very, firm. He started sucking them immediately and didn't ignore the fact that her pap got hard immediately.
"Wow, bitch, you really do want this, huh ? You're hard already."
She shook her header vigorously and begged him to break off, but he'd already moved down to her pussy. He wasn't sure how much longer he could control himself and found himself ripping her panty in half in need and he shoved his facial expression In her pussy. Her virginal pussy smelled so practiced, musky juices already seeping out. He greedily suckled happily on her juices and her clit, which made her cry out in daze and unexpected pleasure that Nina tried valiantly to abnegate :
"Please, nick, don't do this, I'll do anything, please !"
"cunt, this is the ‘ anything'that I want. And you do want this, you slut, you're already wet, and you liked that, I can tell. require some more, huh ?"
She said no, but he was already on her clit, sucking away. He inserted one, two, and then three fingers in her, finger fucking her happily.
Suddenly Nick couldn't hold it anymore. He threw off his denim and his underwear, and out jump his dick, shining with pre-cum. He rubbed it around on it to lubricate it.
He rubbed the tip against her pussy, teasing her. She screamed,"NO ! PLEASE ! STOP, STOP ! avail, SOMEONE ! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS, PLEASE, PLEASE, —PLE—OOOHH !"
Nick had plunged in. She seemed winded by him entering her, and her mouth dropped unfastened in shock. He slowly pushed in, she was so wet, and stopped at her virginal roadblock, confused at what it was at starting time, since he had never taken anyone's virginity, all the girls he'd fucked were over 21 and were sodding strumpet. He thought she was just really nasty at first base and shoved through roughly, and it was only by her bloodcurdling shriek that he realized that he just popped her cherry. She started crying, whimpering,"Ow…Ow…that hurt so much…please, stop…Ow, Ow, Oooh…"
But nick didn't waste material any time. He started pumping as fast as he could, ignoring the fact that she'd be in pain sensation, because he couldn't curb it anymore, and he'd waited so long. She shook and shuddered and jerked and thrashed on the bed from the pain, but after a bit of pumping she'd calmed down, feeling the electrocution pain replaced with…was it delight ? But Nina denied it. Her breasts bounced with each pump, and he leaned down to imbibe them, and notch heard Nina's whimpering turn into gasp of…pleasure ?
So Nick went faster. She was moaning now, the Loretta Young slut."Faster,"he thought he heard her murmuring unconsciously.
So he pumped as fast as he'd ever gone with anyone. She cried out suddenly, and knowing she was about to come, he thrust as far as he could go and let out the fully grown build up he'd ever felt, along with her, who was bucking on the bed, coming as well. The good affair about dent's tool was that it recovered so fast from an orgasm it was amazing, many guy cable would die for this. He pulled out his hawkshaw, which was covered with blood and white-ish miss cum, which had shrunk to stern of it had just been. He started jacking off immediately to get himself surd and watched her recover to help him get erect.
Her tit were heaving, and she was lying in bed, shaking. Slowly, her hired man made its way down to her pussy and she felt the white-hot, bloody, sticky poppycock on it. She plunged her pinkie finger into her vagina and she pulled it out, examining it.
Nick's dick was already severely from watching that. He pulled off her handcuffs—he was sure she wouldn't make a run for it now—and said,"Liked that, huh ? I felt that orgasm. I heard you say for me to go faster."
She blushed at that and she shook her school principal, and said stubbornly,"I didn't say that. And I—I can't trust what you just did, you just raped me…"
But Nick was already moving, shoving his dick in her aspect."Suck."He ordered.
Her eyes got huge and she said,"NO."and clamped her mouth shut.
But snick had his ways. He plunged 3 finger's breadth into her reveal pussy and she gasped, and when she did, he shoved his cock in her mouth. Before she could bite or something, he threatened,"You are going to suck, and if you bite, that tongue is going down your pussy—don't think I won't do it."And then he started forcing and driving his rooster into her mouth, fucking her backtalk himself, too impatient to wait for her. His prick was pretty big for his age, and he wondered if her small lip could get the whole thing in. He pushed the whole way and gagged her, and her shoulder joint moved reflexively, her eyes rolled into the back of her forefront, and her heart got teary, but he continued fucking her, gagging her each meter. She simply stayed in her kneeled position like a potato, not moving, but she kept his teeth out of his penis though, and after a bit of fucking her oral fissure, he felt her sucking, slowly at first, so he stopped moving and let her do the work. Using her hands, slowly at 1st, she explored his penis, feeling his tool. It was probably the kickoff cock she'd ever seen, and she took her prison term feeling it and licking every smear of it. Eventually she started bobbing up and down on his cock—and she was good, too. In no sentence, he had an orgasm build up, and when he came, he held his hired man on the cover of her question on his shaft so that she wouldn't rend away and was forced to swallow most of it. She pulled away from his now shriveled stopcock, gasping, and collapsed on the bed, breathing, and she watched Nick jacking off to produce himself hard again.
In five minutes snick had his member to its full height and he pulled her legs apart again, ready to get it on her again.
This fourth dimension, Nina didn't engagement back.
This time, when snick was pumping in her, she moaned and groaned and cried out, and her orgasm was HUGE.
This time, her Spanish pointer fingerbreadth and thumb of both hands were feeling up her nipples.
This clock time she didn't just rustle,"Faster,"she yelled,"Nick, OH MY GOSH, GO FASTER !"
And they reached their orgasm together again. She fell back on the bed and lay there, breasts heaving, gasping. ding looked at the clock, and it said 6:37. His female parent would be looking for him for dinner soon, so he silently got up and started putting on his apparel. Nina didn't move except to sit up with her stage bedcover, a perfective view of her pussy, dripping with cum. She watched him put on his clothes and he didn't intend on saying anything to her to prevent what had just happened a secret—Nick didn't think he needed to. He had a pretty good tactual sensation she wouldn't tell anyone, for some reason.
When he got to the door, she said,"Nick,"and got out of bed, her D cup breasts bouncing with every slight movement and she picked up his handcuff and his knife that he'd forgotten about.
"I—I don't have cheer practice this Friday, you know, and I—and my parents are out till—past midnights on Fridays. I'm coming straight home on Fri, too."
And to Nick's amusement, she flipped her whisker behind her shoulder and she said, gesturing to the cuffs and knife,"I'll keep these safe for next time. ”