Where it happened: Lake Tawokani, Texas
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
When I was in 7th grade in Quinlan, Texas I was shy and I didn’t have many friends except for Tonya. She was my best friend, and she was a year ahead of me in school. I won’t bore you with stories of school or what my room at home looked like. I wasn’t from a well off family. We lived in a run down house near Lake Tawokani. The highlights of my life then were listening to the few tapes of pop rock & country music I had, swimming in the lake when the weather permitted, and hanging out with Tonya. Tonya had three older brothers and she had a mouth on her that would put a Navy sailor to shame. I was always the shy good girl who inside secretly wished I could be more like Tonya. Before 7th grade had officially started back in about late July, I remember watching Tonya walk off with some boy I didn’t know. She came back later and told me he had popped her cherry. She and I had never talked much about sex, plenty about boys or what actors and singers we thought were cute or which ones we would marry ( like that would happen ). She told me it hurt her but that she didn’t care, after all this was the same girl who didn’t cry when a copperhead bit her when she was 11, and she said she couldn’t wait for everyone at school to find out she wasn’t a virgin! Then she got the idea I should lose my virginity too. I wasn’t thrilled with that idea. I used the excuse that I was a year younger than her, and shy, and even a bit scared. Tonya said I was being silly. She told me I had a pair of breasts, albeit not as big as hers but still visible, and hair on my untouched pussy, and had suffered through nearly 7 months of periods. According to her those were the only qualifications for being ready. That and a cute boy more than willing to deflower me. She never gave up on her idea, and it seemed our relationship became all about her trying to get me to have sex, and me finding ways to dodge it. And I succeeded until October. I had been still 12 years old when Tonya lost her virginity, but I had turned 13 in September, and Tonya was determined I was going to have sex. So in October she and I went to a football game at the highschool. Tonya insisted I wear this outfit she had gotten for me. To be honest I really liked it. I just didn’t know then it was part of a set up. The outfit consisted of a velvet bodysuit that was dark blue in color, that had a snap crotch, and a jean skirt, and blue pumps that had a low heel. Tonya did my make-up, and she was always good to never cake it on, since I have a very pale face. She had a way of making me look 10 times prettier than I was to begin with. That night I was definately hot looking. I just thought it was another night going to a football game. Boy was I wrong! Some guys picked us up and drove us from my house to the football field. We got out tickets and drinks and found a nice spot up high in the stands. The game was pretty good as best as I can remember. Our team was winning and the other team didn’t even make much of a game of it until the second half. It was during the 4th quarter that Tonya said she needed to go see some other friends and she’d be back before the game was over. The game ended with Tonya no where in sight. I had always been shy and meek, but without Tonya around what little confidence I had was non-exsistent, and I was looking frantically for her. That’s when I ran into him. Little did I know it wasn’t an accident, but at that moment I was just searching desperately for Tonya. His name was Kyle he was 19. He took ahold of me and asked me what was wrong. No sooner than I explained that I couldn’t find my friend Tonya, he chuckled and spoke up and told me she had left with some guy. I instantly was upset with her, but I knew Tonya and if she had a chance to get laid, she would ditch me for that chance. Then Kyle offered to take me home. I accepted, and he suggested we drive around for awhile. I didn’t see any harm so we drove and talked. He talked about sports which didn’t bother me, and went on about his truck which i had to admit was a very nice truck for a late 80’s model. I talked about singers and actors i liked which was typical of me at that age. After some time Kyle pulled into a secluded area of some woods near the lake not far from where I lived. He turned off the truck and it got very dark as soon as the dash lights were off. I instantly became nervous and tense, which I know now was going to end up being a dis-service to me. Kyle spoke very softly I will admit and told me I was very pretty and he couldn’t stop thinking about kissing me before he took me home. I had never been kissed yet, and there was no denying how amazingly hot Kyle was, but fear still gripped me through and through. He leaned in and planted his expert lips on my not so expert lips and then snaked his tongue in my mouth. I was such a geek as i mumbled through our joined lips trying to protest what i should have enjoyed. Then he pulled a liquor bottle from under the seat and offered me some. I told Kyle I had never drank and his reply was that’s the pint and kinda chuckled as he unscrewed the lid and handed it to me. I suppose good ol’ peer pressure got the best of me as I didn’t want to appear to be the baby I was, and I tokk a small sip. That sip sent fire into my mouth and down my throat, and instantly seemed to warm my very body and soul. I had no idea what it was doing to me and I felt I shouldn’t drink anymore. Though even as I thought that, Kyle lifted the bottle to my mouth and the alcohol spilled onto me as well as into my mouth. This time I choked and coughed it down. Kyle took the bottle and said whoa girl easy there now, and all that shit. No sooner than he figured i wasn’t going to die or pass out he handed the bottle back to me and said try one more. And stupid ol’ me obliged him. This time wasn’t quite as bad as before because I sipped it as quickly as I could. I started to notice I felt light headed. Kyle must’ve known this and moved even closer to me and pulled me into him. Once again without warning he kissed me. The difference this time was I kissed back and stopped resisting. Then his hands were roaming all over my smallish breasts, and my thighs. It wasn’t long before Kyle wasn’t satisfied with just caressing and he started to squeeze my tender young breasts, and knead at my thighs and started parting my legs. He pushed my skirt up all the while trying to maintain his control of me through kissing me. My head was spinning I was somewhere lost between fear and curiosity. I had no idea why this was happening, I wanted to go home and yet I wanted to keep being kissed. Once Kyle had my legs parted to his satisfaction he found the snaps to the crotch of my body suit and it didn’t take 3 seconds for him to expose my pussy to his touch. I almost lept out of my skin when his fingers first started exploring my vagina, but Kyle had me pressed against the seat and even if i thought about stopping him there was no use. I was nothing but a 5 foot 7th grader, and he was a 6’2″ 190 lb young man with one thought on his brain. Let’s face it, I was done for. He worked on my pussy until he felt I was wet enough, and then yanked me to where my ass was even with the edge of the seat. Then he undid his jeans and quickly dropped them to his knees that were firmly on the floorboard of my side of the truck. He was already hard ( no surprise there ). He leaned forward and went back to kissing me as he touched the head of his cock to my tiny unused orifice. He whispered in my ear this will be over fast and before I could object or give permission he lunged forward. It immediately brought pain to my body and tears to my eyes, yet all he had done was crown the head of his cock with ring of my vaginal opening. The next pushed met and damaged my hymen, and i cried out. I yelled no more please stop! And as i said stop came the the push that ended it. He pushed very hard and tore clear through. I know even now that push almost placed him fully inside me, as he stabed through what was left of my virginity and my tight pussy that had never had to give way until then. The pain was beyond words! I was crying, pleading for him to stop, while he said it would do no good to stop. He thrusted in and out of my newly violated pussy. He quickly increaded his rhythm and said it was all going to be over soon. I half laid there half sat there hoping it was true. It hadn’t even occured to me he wasn’t wearing a condom. He kept thrusting and thrusting, ravaging my 13 year old pussy. Scraping his cock of the remnant of my cherry, stabbing deep into my vagina so violently i’m sure i suffered a few minor vaginal tears. It wasn’t romantic, it wasn’t sweet, and I wasn’t the first girl this happened to and I wouldn’t be the last. Then he said I’m cumming baby, I’m cumming! And all the sudden he groaned loudly and thrust in me so hard I screamed out from shock and pain. He sent his cum into my unprotected womb without a care in the world. His semen no doubt flooded my pussy, swam past my cervix, and then those damn tadpoles found their target. He kept slowly rocking back and forth, telling me how hot I was and how good I made him feel. Then he withdrew. No sooner than he took his cock out his cum spilled out of my pussy and ran down the crack of my ass to the seat of the truck. Kyle told me to snap my body suit back up and he’d take me home. I did, and he did. When I got home I went straight to the bathroom and took a very long hot shower. I washed the blood and his cum off me, but I had no way of knowing then that one of his tadpoles had struck gold. Three weeks later I hadn’t gotten my period, and I was throwing up almost every morning. My mom knew right away. Tonya avoided me and we drifted apart. I gave birth to Kevin just before I turned 14. Since then i have had 4 more kids by different men. I don’t knw if I’m telling you I regret being forced to have sex that first time. I’m certainly not forced to do it now and I love fucking any chance I get. But I do wonder what my life would have turned out like if the choice had been mine. The End of a very true story,..wether it’s happy or sad I’ll let you make that call,…let me know your opinion at – – – cherry_tree_90@yahoo.com thank you!
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