I felt the raging war within me

My legs pressed tightly together

to hide it's wet shame

My hands tangled in the sheets

to stop it's downward spiral

My hips arching to a secret beat

that echoes through my core

And my skin screaming to be touched

I have always been a cute girl but when I hit my puberty, my figure matured into a lovely set of breast atop a small waist and strong long legs that made grown men drool. The attention was addicting and so exciting to my naïve self that I started wearing more and more revealing clothes to fascinate the male half of the school. Before I knew it, my clothes were barely there and I had earn the title of a slut so instead of fighting it I embraced it, I mean I liked the attention and if that made me a slut then so be it. All the while during my downward spiral of middle school society, Alex was winning the hearts of everyone. He was modest about his straight A’s and he was so charmingly shy which made him a hit with the girls. The boys treated him with respect because he was always willing to help a fellow classmate out with the harder assignment. He was at the top while I lurked at the bottom.

Fate threw us back into each other’s life years later when the high school we both went to decided that to raise school spirit; they would take two of the best students and set them against each other in a contest of the brains. To the complete shock of everyone, I just happened to be the female counterpart to Alex in grades and test scores. So it was the whore against sweet Alex which I had no problems with, just because my skirt rode higher than hell and my sheer tops showed too much didn’t mean I was dumber than a rock. I was confident in my ability to give my good old buddy Alex a run for his money and maybe this time the underdog will win. I stunned everyone by answering all my questions perfectly without hesitation or maybe it was the lacy red thong that showed through my white skirt so well. It didn’t matter; all that mattered was the knowing look in his eyes as he answered the questions with a little secret smile. It was as through we were seven again and he knew that I hid his favorite toy in the cookie jar, the memory brought tears to my eyes as I found my heart aching for those days again.

Finally it was my turn to answer and as I looked out into the crowd I realized no one really wanted me to win they were all cheering for him and I also realized I had lost that blazing desire to win. As I deliberately answered incorrectly, a triumphed roar tinted with relief thundered through the room as if the students were patting themselves on the back saying yeah I knew it, no way could that stupid cunt ever beat our man Alex. As I made my way to the door, I felt someone slip a little note in my hand but when I turned around all I faced was the cat calling of the other students which to be honest I had had enough of for today. Outside I wearily leaned against the building as I opened the note. It read: Meet me at my house, Alex. Astonished, I dutifully folded the note and started to casually stroll to my destination. This could be fun.

Feeling out of place on this beautifully cut lawn with rose bushes heavy with roses planted along the fence; I hesitated as I raised my hand up to knock. I questioned myself, why am I here, what did I think I was doing? Before I could change my mind the door swing open and strong hands pulled me in. "God, it doesn’t take that long to decide if you want to knock or not." He said with such irate I couldn’t help but smile. The calm collected Alex was unnerved by little old me. At the sight of my smirk, he quickly calmed now and stated the whole purpose of me being there. "Why did you take a dive up there?" nonchalantly I shrugged and said, "Well I didn’t know the answer." "I know you better than this, so don’t pull that shit on me. You knew exactly what the answer was, so why did you do it?" he watched me intently for my respond. "No one wanted to win, so I let the crowd favorite win." I whispered into the pregnant silence. My head hung low as I felt the merciless tears burning in my eyes. I was grinding my teeth to keep the tears from pouring forward but all hell broke loose when I felt his sturdy arms firmly hold me. He gently guides me to the couch as I cling to him like a broken doll raining my sorrows on his soft cloud of a shirt. When all that was left was hiccups, gasps for air, and an acute feeling of shame, I reluctantly pulled away from his warm embrace. Averting my eyes, I apologized profoundly.

His hand took a hold of my chin as he forced me to look him in the eye, what I saw in those eyes staggered me because in those beautiful eyes I saw love and understanding with a well hidden trace of lust. Mesmerized by me, he delicately thumbed the lingering tears away. Both of us awestruck leaned in for the kiss that was as inevitable as the raise and setting of the sun. The feathery pressure of his soft lips ignites something I never knew was there, my passion for this boy. Suddenly my body was flooded with the need for him as my lips pressed down harder and my tongue snaked its way into his soft warm mouth. Where did all those desires come from, I don’t know maybe it was from the little girl who vowed she would someday marry him. To my surprise, he pushed back with a passion that matched mine. Forcing me on my back, he pinned my arms down roughly and savagely squeeze my breast as my hips started grinding up against the raging hard on he had barely restrained by his jeans. I threw my head back with a breathy moan as I arched my back, offering myself to his loving yet brutal touch. Hasty he ripped my thin blouse off me, revealing my lacy fire red bra that matched my thong. A moment or two passed with him astonished with the sight of my full firm breasts wrapped in scarlet silk that looked like a puff of wind would exposed me completely. My impatient grinding on his cock reminded him, I needed him Now. He shook off the spell by leaning down, shredding my bra with teeth, and teasing the skin under it with his tongue. Bliss raced freely through my veins as he latched onto my left nipple. With one hand clutched in his hair urging him on, my other hand sought out the button of his jeans which popped out easily, happy to be free of the throbbing bad boy struggling to be released. With it out, I wrapped my little fingers around his big thick cock and begun to stroke him slowly. For a moment, he laid on top of me just panting as his hips starts to thrust inward with my strokes. While he looked like he was going to pass out from my hand job, I grabbed his now lifeless hand and rubbed it on my soaked thong so he could tell I was ready for more. When he realized what I wanted, he whispered hoarsely, "Oh baby are you sure you want this?" the naked fervor in his eyes told me as clear as day he would never force or trick me into doing anything I didn’t want to and only god knows how badly I needed this. Looking straight into his eyes, I growled out yes as I with his cock in hand, leaded it to the opening of my hot wet aching cunt that has been waiting for damn too long. I teasingly rubbed the tip of his dick up and down my pink puffy lips, tempting him to get over what ever was holding him back and just fuck me. His cock soon got slippery in my hands as it gets wet from all the juices leaking out of my yearning pussy. So enraged by his hesitation, I placed him right in front of my cunt and just thrust up using my hips and legs to pull him deeply into me. The world stopped for a second as I laid there with my legs wrapped around his back, arching my back to take in more of him, eyes locked, nothing else mattered. Nothing mattered but the sensation of him being inside of me. Feeling my hot wet pussy around his cock was too much for him because whatever was on his mind before was gone and all I saw in his eyes was a hunger that mirrored my own. He shoved me down and with a hand on my right breast; he threw caution to the wind as he pounded the living shit out of my exhilarated cunt. My hips flew upwards to meet every one of his thrusts as I screamed his name between my moaning and panting. My nails dug into his shoulder as I felt my climax building inside of me, doubling my effects to reach the ecstasy I knew awaited me. My wild attempts drove Alex crazy with uncontrollable lust as he was reaching his own climax soon. Our crazed movement caused us to fall off the couch but it didn’t bother us at all, if the world ended at that moment it wouldn’t have mattered because we were already in heaven. But the fall did change something; somehow I was now on my knees with my ass in the air as he never ceased intensely ramming that sweet little pussy of mine. My pussy tense with the need to cum squeezed tightly down on him as he fucked me harder and harder pushing me closer and closer to my organism. My world were all but shattering stars as I screamed my climax, he leaned down and caught my mouth with his as he stole my screams of pure pleasure. I was still reacting to my cum when Alex shot his hot thick cum up my tight little cunt which to be honest almost gave me another organism. We both tumbled down on the carpet, slick with sweat and smelling wonderfully of sex. Laying there in each other arms, we slowly returned to reality as we realized what we had just done, we have just made love, fucked, rolled in the hay, done the nasty, countless other terms for what we have just done. I looked up at Alex and he was gazing at me tenderly which made me want to slap that dopey smile off his face. "You idiot did you forget who you are? You’re Alex the most popular boy in school and I’m the school’s slut! This would never work!" I exclaimed. His eyes which were doting and affectionate a moment ago were now distant and gloomy, it broke my heart to see the abrupt change but I rather do this now before I started thinking about what could be instead of what was. I was ready to get up and get dressed when he started speaking to me in a low soft voice that reached deep into my soul to touch my heart,

"I’m not ten anymore, Heather, it’s been 6 years. I wasn’t as strong as you were back then, god you’re still as strong willed as you were then even more if that’s possible. But my point is I’m sorry for not being there are you ever forgive me?" As he spoke, he gently strokes my cheek. With impatient sigh, I said, "yes, yes I forgive you but that doesn’t change anything, you’re still who you are and I’m still who I am and no matter how amazing, may I repeat amazing, the sex is, I’m not changing who I am to fit in with your group." I laid there exhausted, so wearily of everything that it flooded my eyes with tears. Shit no more tears Heather, toughen up. I felt like all was lost when he started laughing like a manic. He pulled me closer and covered me in kisses and cry out, "Oh you idiot, I’ll give it all up for you, I can take the stupid jealous teasing as long as I have you it doesn’t matter!" Speechless for the first time in my life, I just laid there staring at him blankly. He gave me a big smack of a kiss on my lips and jolted me out of the trance then I did something I never thought I would ever do, I cried tears of joy. I finally got my best friend back.

I rushed downstairs to wolf down my little brother’s cereal when he wasn’t looking and searched the house for my beloved daddy who was going to take me to work today. I bullied him out of the house and into the car in seconds, the sooner the better; I couldn’t wait to flirt with that new cute apprentice that was working for my dad. My hopes were crushed when the trainee called in sick that day so no flirting for me and without that to keep me busy, I just tinkered with the pens on my dad’s desk until I felt like boredom was going to come up behind me and just strangle me to death. My brain was going to explode when my daddy dropped in to ask me if I could go buy lunch for all the workers which of course I would do. I needed to escape and it wasn’t a bad way to go. I grabbed a twenty on my way out and asked the guys (all in their 30s and 40s, so they were of no interest to me) what they wanted to eat and of course being the manly men they were all said barbeque. I knew exactly which barbeque place they meant too because well this wasn’t my first time getting lunch for the workers.

So to Kate’s barbeque I went. The place was full with the lunch crowd from the construction workers to the stuffy office pencil pushers. After a long wait full with leer grins from the construction worker and bright blushes from the pencil pushers, I finally got to the counter where I quickly made my order just to find out I was a few dollars short. Embarrassment blossomed in my cheeks as I showed the cashier that I just had a twenty but to my great relief, he smiled understandingly as he told me it was alright if I just came back later and paid him then. Gratitude sweeten my smile as I went to wait for my order on one of the back tables, I just kept thinking it was really kind of him to do such a thing for me. With my head resting on top of the table, I gazed at the friendly cashier. He had the lean strong build of a swimmer and a very endearing smile that just made you want to hug him. His stark black hair was cut close to his head but instead of looking brutally dull, it emphasized his vividly blue eyes and made him intensely adorable. I let out a little forlorn sigh as I wonder why I couldn’t get a man like that, good looking and sweet. Even long after I picked up my order and thanked him again, I couldn’t stop thinking about that guy at Kate’s.

After my dad’s shop closed for the night and he was heading home, I told him I was going to hang out at my friend’s house near by and I was going to catch my own ride home so just go on without me. As I was locking up the shop, I decided it was a good time to pay back that charming cashier on my way to Tracy’s house but I had to hurry up because the sun was setting and to be out at night wasn’t a very safe option. I got there just in time as the cashier was closing the drapes and just about to leave. I rushed in and proudly gave him the money that I owed him. He listlessly held the dollar bills in this hand as if he had no idea what in the world it was. Uneasy, I barely tapped his shoulder when his incensed eyes snapped up to mine. He gripped my arms as he glared into my eyes. He snarled as he growled out, “You think you’re so hot, don’t you bitch?!”

 Bewildered I just stared at him blankly. I stuttered, “What the fuck are you talking about?” his eyes drilled into me as his labored breathing brushed my bangs out of my face. “You think just because you’re hot, you can treat men like shit. Well YOU CAN’T!” he roared. This man was fucking insane was the thought was just ran over and over again in my head. “I don’t treat men like shit, I promise.” I whimpered. He didn’t even blink; he just kept on staring at me like I was the lowest piece of crap on earth. He started shaking me in his frenzy, “I know girls like you, prancing around like a goddamn slut in that mini skirt! God you’re just like my girlfriend, always acting like she’s all that.” My knees went weak at the insane fury in his voice as his nails dug even deeper into my arm. His outraged rant went on, “God, How dare she fucking leave me for my BEST FRIEND!!!! I mean after everything we been through, she fucking leaves me for my goddamn best friend.”  I found my voice again to ask him “who the hell is she?”

Before I even finished the sentence, he backhands me with such force I thought my head was going to snap off. All my strength drains down into a puddle at my feet and all that was keeping me from following it down was his remaining hand still holding me with a death grip. Tears from the sting sprang to my eyes as for a second he grew silent. Then without a single warning, I found myself pressed up against the wall with his savage mouth bruising my lips. My hands desperately pounding down on his back as my mind screamed this isn’t how it was supposed to be, my first time is be loving and tender….TENDER!

My scream was muffled by his tongue when I felt his hand urgently mangling my tender breasts. I was gasping and panting from my struggles as he slides his rough tongue down the side of my neck as my breasts were wildly mauled. A disturbing tingle charged my skin as my body begun betraying me. I shut my eyes in shame as I felt the hot liquid of desires seeping through my panties. My mind disgusted with its host, demanded that I struggle harder and stop being such a pushover. But before my body could follow such orders, his hand caressed my swollen clit through my soaked thong and everything in my mind went blank. To satisfy this aching sin hidden within me gained importance. I gingerly buried my fingers in his smooth short hair and slowly began returning his kiss. For a second he froze with shock at my slow but sure change. With both our mouths connected, he carried me to a cleared table and lay me down with my legs limply wrapped around his waist.

Despite my breathy protest, my panties were shoved aside as his hand coaxes my dripping cunt to pour, persuading my heart to race, and goading me to rock my hips. For a split second, I closed my eyes and just took it all in, the scent of his musky sex lingering in the air, the feeling of cold table on my back and a human inferno on top, how terrifying and yet so fucking exciting this all was. My eyes flew open when I felt seven inches of hot rock hard cock on my tummy, I have never wanted anything more then to stop the sweet pain swelling in my tight virgin cunt at the sight of his big fat dick. He teasingly stroked his cock against the pouting lips of my pussy as I laid there whimpering, not knowing what to do just knowing that’s that cock will stop the pain. He moaned as he relish in the feeling of the head of that beautiful cock sliding into my tight cunt but he completely frozen when he felt the only proof of my virginity blocking his path. Self loathing and guilt darken his eyes as he attempts to yanks himself out of me but my legs held him still with his cock still barely in me. Surprised, he stared down just to be enthralled by my needy eyes, unable to believe what was going on. Frustrated and overwhelmed, I laid there panting with tears of desperate passion blurring my vision but baffled about how to stop this excruciating itch. Angry pleas burst forward from my swollen lips as I begged him not to stop but still he stood there his face impassive. I grinded my teeth together as the throbbing ached through me.

 Left with no choice, I screamed at the top of my voice, “You stupid fuck, no wonder she left you for another guy!” It was like watching a dry tree touched by a single spark, one second nothing and then everything ablaze. A roar booms through the room as his furor exploded, his hands pinned me down to the cold table as he mercilessly tore through my hymen and cruelly deflowered me. My body stiffens as the pain dug in but it was lost in the greater sensation of the pleasure of being so complete and the knowledge that I’m not a virgin anymore. My back arched to push more of him into my cock-hungry pussy as a new awareness made me feel every inch of his dick as it surges in and out of me. His pace quicken and the thrusts were nearly violent, my body responded to him by tightening somewhere deep inside of me. My breathing got labored as I felt my body reaching for something I didn’t understand but knew I needed. Digging my nails deep into his back, I felt my cunt tighten on his cock making him force it in me even harder. He went rigid as he lets out a primitive bellow then I felt him shooting his heated seed deep into me. The feeling of him cuming was too much and my body exploded with light as I screamed my own climax.

For a long time, all that was heard was grasps for air from the both of us but too soon an awkward silence shrouded us. He wouldn’t look me in the eye as he angrily wrenches himself out of my embrace and aggregately gets dressed. I just laid there on the table top dazed at what has just happened to me, my skirt flipped up revealing a little puddle of cum under my mewing pussy and my cute little t-shirt dangling around my neck with my breast already starting to show the dark bruises where his hands had been. I trembled with so many raw emotions, feelings of shame and disgust but also of a pleasure that still courses through my blood and of a deep sense of contentment. No more virgin thank you very much. It was absurd to think of such a thing when you just got raped but he stopped and I kind of forced him into me so does that mean I raped him? Oh gosh if he stops and I push him on does it still counts as rape?

I promptly hopped to my feet, a little sated sex bunny, and properly without hesitation, I straightened my clothes. With my mind set, I marched up to the unknown lover who was still bumbling with his belt and tapped his shoulder. Surprised, he snapped his head back to meet my determined eyes, his eyes a mixture of anguished remorse and satiated lust. I boldly demanded to know his name and what does he plan to do now that he has stolen my virginity. Stuttering he clumsily told me his name was Daren and that he’s s-o-o-o sorry about what just happened.

Smiling serenely, I reached out and held both of his hands in mine as I stared deep into his eyes telling it was alright. He searched my eyes for some inner suffering but all he saw was a lovely glow in my smile and slightly wicked eyes which made him bulge in his pant again. The compassion in her eyes made the whole story spill from his lips before he could even stop it. “My girlfriend of three years just up and dumped me for my best friend and I guess it drove me crazy but still that’s not excuse to have……” “Aw, you poor thing.”  “Well it’s just when you walked in with that damn mini skirt and tight shirt; it was like something just snapped in me and I couldn’t stop myself and then I found out you’re a virgin and god…” he paused and took a long breath before he bravely declared, “If there is a baby, I’ll take full responsibility and I swear.”

Nonchalantly I brushed his statement away, “I’m on the pill so don’t worry” “But you’re a virgin, why are you on the pill?” “It helps regulates my periods” “ooooooh” He chuckled nervously. I composedly asked him, “Are you looking for a new girlfriend because as it would seem, you owe me big time buddy.” I cocked my head slightly to the side with a smug grin awaiting his answer. “And this way, I can consider this as our first date instead of what the police would call it.” Add in a bit of blackmail just to guarantee a yes. His eyes widen with shock. I thought to self, you know maybe the blackmail wasn’t such a good idea but oh well, I’m desperate.

Then his face dawn a smile so bright it was almost blinding. “I can’t believe a gorgeous girl like you is still single but it would be my greatest pleasure to cure that.” Bowing he took my hand and placed a sweet gentlemen like kiss on it. And of course me feeling so lady-like I reached down lower and gently stroked his hard on.