Teen pussy
I wouldn't even mention it, except that when I started
hanging out with Rina, I immediately took a bit of heat
from our respective racial communities. My friends really
gave me a hard time about hanging around with a "packie"
girl. I didn't let it bother me too much, because I had a
huge crush on Rina, and I had enjoyed the time we had
spent together working on a dramatic dialogue for our
drama class. When I began to hang around her at school,
though, Rina ( I think her given name was Randip, but she
liked the sound of Rina) soon confided in me that she was
getting in hot water with her friends.
"Well what about outside of school?" I asked, trying not
to sound too eager. I was usually pretty smooth with girls,
but for some reason it wasn't the same with Rina.
"I'm usually kind of busy after school," she replied. I
could tell that she was giving me the brush off.
I was having a harder time keeping my cool now. I knew
that if I didn't say something now, that I might not get
another chance.
"Rina," I started, searching for the right words," I really
like being around you, and I was hoping to ... you know,
get to know you better, and ..."
"Look, Ryan," she cut me off, "I'm not going to ditch all
of my friends for you. It would be pretty tough to work
around that, don't you think?"
I had always liked that Rina didn't beat around the bush.
She was the kind of girl who knew what she wanted, and
was pretty decisive about it. I didn't have an answer for
her.
"I'll tell you what," she said after a moment. "I've got
your phone number. I'll call you if I figure something out.
In the meantime, we don't hang around together. Period."
That about settled it. The next day, Rina and I performed
our dramatic dialogue (from some Swedish play) for
drama class, and after that, we were done. I was left
wondering if she had any intention of ever calling me. I
did notice, sometimes, that she was watching me in class,
or around the school. I got the feeling that she was still
making up her mind, sort of weighing her options.
My mind, on the other hand, was made up. I was thinking
a lot about her. God, she was gorgeous, with the most
beautiful big brown eyes I'd ever seen.
It was a Thursday of the following week that I got her
phone call.
"Hi Ryan," it was her voice, and my heart almost
stopped, "my parents are gone overnight. Did you want
to come over?"
"Of course," I could hardly respond fast enough. I got
directions to her house, and made an excuse to my parents
why I had to go out for the evening.
When I got there, I rang the bell, and waited nervously at
the door. When Rina answered, I wasn't disappointed. She
was dressed to kill, in a tight fitting sweater, and a
short little skirt. She invited me in.
I didn't know quite what to expect. Our relationship was
odd already, and I had no idea in what direction it would
continue, but I was ready for just about anything.
"I think we'd better talk about some ground rules," she
started.
I nodded.
"Look Ryan," she continued, "you're a good looking
guy, and I like you a lot, but my friends and com-
munity mean a lot to me. If you want to be with me,
you're going to have to do it my way. If not, then you
can leave right now."
She knew she had me hooked. I told her that I wanted
to stay..
"Firstly," she said, as if she had already worked out a
whole list of demands. "You never talk to anyone about
us. I don't care who asks. You never say a word."
"My parents are out every Thursday night, beginning at
seven. If you want to be with me, that's when you're over
here. If you don't come over, I'll find another way to
spend my Thursdays."
"Lastly, I like things done a certain way. I'm not an "easy
lay" the white girls at school. If you want something from
me, you'll have to work for it, and do exactly what I say."
I was surprised by her mentioning sex, but I can't say it
wasn't on my mind. For the last couple of minutes, I had
been having difficulty not looking up her skirt as she sat
across from me.
"Now, maybe you could give me a massage," she
suggested.
That's how it started. It was a different kind of
relationship than I'd ever had with a girl. I was to visit
Rina every Thursday, and was looking forward to our
visit for the rest of the week. In the meantime, I didn't
mention our visits to anyone. Our dating was a secret in
school, although I got the feeling, from the way they
looked at me, that a least one or two of Rina's close
friends knew what was going on.
Our evening visits were the highlight of my week. For the
first three weeks, we would begin by making out for a
while. Once I was good and horny, Rina took charge. She
told me to take off my clothes (which I was only too
happy to do) and would then have me massage and worship
her body. Despite the fact that I was naked from the start,
Rina usually only allowed me brief glimpses of her body. I
would rub her feet, lick her toes, or anything else she
fancied, all the while becoming hornier myself.
That's as far as it went in the first three weeks, so I had
to jerk myself off when I got home.
When I came over on the fourth week, we skipped the groping
session, and she told me to take my clothes off right away.
"If you're good tonight, I'll let you jerk off while you're
here," promised.
First, she wanted some foot worship. She seemed to really
get charged up with me kneeling in front of her licking
every inch of her feet. When she was satisfied, after a
good half-hour, she told me to bend over the coffee table.
This was something new. I did it for her, and waited to see
what was next.
Rina walked around behind me, and gave my ass a tentative
slap. When I didn't make any protest, she spanked my me
hard a few times. I couldn't believe how much this turned
me on. Rina grabbed hold of my stiff cock (for the first
time) with one hand, and began to really give me a beating
on my rear end with her other hand. I was almost ready to
cum when she stopped.
"You're being good tonight, Ryan," she said, "but I want
one more thing before you jerk off."
"Anything," I groaned.
She patted my ass, indicating that I should stay where
I was, and went into her room for a moment. She came
back and stood behind me, and grabbed hold of my
cock again. I felt her other hand between my ass cheeks.
Her lubricated finger entered my ass hole, and began to
work its way in. I froze. This isn't something that I'd
ever fantasized about. Nonetheless, I was so horny that
I wasn't going to protest. And besides I was up for just
about anything Rina wanted to do.
After a few minutes, she worked in a second finger. The
sensation was pleasurable, and the way she slowly worked
my cock was heavenly. In another couple of minutes, she
removed her fingers, and I felt something else working its
way into my ass. She was pushing something plastic into
me, and whatever it was, it felt huge. I tensed up, and
almost stopped her at this point.
"Shhh," she cooed, "It's almost done."
She kept working it into my ass, slowly, but relentlessly.
In another minute, she had it all the way in. I felt so
full.
"This is your new butt plug," Rina explained. "I'd like you
to have it in when you come over from now on."
I was so horny it hurt. She was still, very slowly, playing
with my cock.
"Okay, you can jerk off for me now."
That's all I needed. I stayed on my knees, but turned
around to face Rina, as I began to stroke my cock. She
seemed pleased by our evening together, and gave me
a finger to suck as I masturbated. I sucked it hungrily,
and in no time, I spurted all over my hand and onto her
carpeted floor.
When I got home, I removed the butt plug, and hid it away
in a drawer. I was sure I'd be back at Rina's the following
week, and that I'd be wearing it again.
***
At school that week, I couldn't shake the feeling that Rina
had talked to a couple of her close friends about us. I saw
them talking and laughing, and something about it told me
that it was about me. Nonetheless, I kept to the rules and
didn't say a word.
The following Thursday was a really heavy session. As
soon as I got in, she had me strip to show her that I'd put
in my plug. She was pleased, and allowed me to worship
her feet for an hour. When she was satisfied, she told me
to come to her room. I almost leapt at the chance.
"On your hands and knees," she scolded. "I want you
to crawl."
I did what I was told me and my mind was full of anticipa-
tion about what Rina was planning. She had me bend over
her bed, and she punished my ass for a while, this time
with a ruler.
"Mmm, your ass is good an red. My ass, though, has had
no attention at all. I need some ass worship now, but I
don't think it would be proper for you to see my body
naked. I will blindfold you."
I readily agreed. Anything to get a taste of her body.
When she had the blindfold on, good and tight, she began
to take off her clothes. I must admit that I could see
partially through the blindfold. God she had a beautiful
body. I had trouble refraining from jerking myself off
right then.
My position was still bent over the bed, and she climbed
onto the bed in front of me, facing the other direction.
I waited until she gave the command, and then reached
forward with my mouth to find her ass. I was in heaven,
and apparently so was she. Rina immediately began to
grind her beautiful little butt back into my face.
"Get your tongue right in there," she commanded. "Come
on, ass licker. You have to do better than that."
Rina pushed her perfect ass into my face, and continued
her verbal assault as I tried my best to keep up with her
demands.
"Come on sissy, I need a good ass licking. What good are
you if you can't lick ass properly."
On this last comment, I came. The rubbing of the bed
against my cock, and the erotic situation had finished me.
I don't know if she noticed right then, but she went on
another fifteen minutes before I felt her fingering her-
self and then watched as she came.
***
The next day in school, I heard a rumor. I was crushed.
Rina had began dating an Indian guy named Satinder. I
could hardly contain my anger. I stewed on it all day, and
decided to call Rina that night.
I was unprepared for how angry she was in return.
"You are never to call here," hissed, when she realized
it was me.
I wasn't ready to back down. "What's the deal with
Satinder?"
I guess I caught her off guard.
"Are you screwing around with Satinder," I demanded again.
Rina was never off-guard for long. "I didn't think you'd
hear about Satinder, not that it's any of your business.
Look, if I don't date, people will think something is
going on. So I asked Satinder to play along. It helps him
out too. He's gay, but he doesn't want people to know. If
he's going out with me, no one will accuse him."
"But, what about us?" I asked, trying to hold my ground as
the jealous boyfriend.
"Nothing changes," replied Rina. "Satinder is just a
convenience."
I could hear some conversation in the background from
Rina's phone.
"I've got to go," She said in a hushed voice. "Come
over on Thursday."
Well, I had half a mind to stand her up, but I guess I was
enjoying our evenings just a little too much to give them
up. So, I bought a bracelet for her at the mall, and decided
that I could live with the "Satinder" thing.
When I brought the gift to her on Thursday, she was
delighted. She did something that was rare in our
relationship, and gave me a nice big kiss on the lips.
"I've got some surprises planned tonight too," she said. "If
you'll be good and co-operate."
In no time, I was in her room, bent naked over her bed,
having my ass spanked with a ruler. This time, she tied my
hands securely behind my back as well.
"You are very good for wearing your butt plug," she
commented. She pulled gently on the plug, giving me a
nice sensation in my ass. She played with it for a while
before pulling it out completely.
"I love the way your ass looks right now. It's very red
with the spanking I gave you, and your ass hole is nice
and open," she slipped a finger in. "Would you like to
taste my ass again?"
"Yes, please," I begged. My cock was so hard.
"Very well, but I must blindfold you."
I was quivering in anticipation by the time she knelt
again in front of my face. I pressed my tongue into her
hole, and she ground her ass into my face. It was at
this point that I knew someone else was in the room. I
could hear someone behind me, and a moment later, I felt
hands on my ass. I began to panic.
"Don't worry, Ryan. This is your surprise," Rina explained.
"I told you Satinder was gay, and this is part of his pay-
ment for pretending to go out with me."
I struggled to free my hands from their bonds, but couldn't
free myself. I tried to cry out, but Rina grabbed my hair
with her hand, and forced my face deeper into her ass.
"It'll do no good to yell," she continued. "There's no
one home. Just keep licking my ass please."
I could feel Satinder pushing his cock into my stretched
asshole. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. He
groaned as he sank it all the way in, and he said something
to Rina in Hindi. She responded, again in Hindi, and they
both laughed.
Satinder was taking it slowly at first, riding my ass for all
it was worth. Rina was getting frustrated with me for not
licking her.
"If you don't start licking ass like I know you can, I'll
keep you tied up and let Satinder fuck you again later
tonight," she threatened. I had no idea if she was serious,
but I didn't want to find out.
She pushed her ass against my face again, and pushed my
tongue into her hole as far as I could. She was really
enjoying this scene.
Satinder was still taking his time on my ass, and making
comments to Rina in Hindi. After one such exchange of
words, he reached down beneath me, and began to fondle
my cock. Despite myself, it grew hard in his hand. He
laughed to himself, and redoubled his efforts in pumping
my ass. He didn't last much longer. I felt his cock twitch
in me and then he filled me up with his cum. Rina held off
a bit longer before having her own orgasm.
She let me go after that, and I sped home, swearing to
myself that I'd never go back to Rina's place. When I was
jerking off that night, though, I knew I'd be back at her
door the very next week.