Humdinger
My mind was racing with different thoughts. I skipped school to be with him. I needed the rush, the escape from my hell.
Trevor kissed me feverishly, roughly sliding his hand across my stomach. My breathing hitched. These feelings were so new.
In my mind I was thinking of how my mother always called me a slut. Now, I was fulfilling the name she'd called me by for years.
I'm in the second semester of 9th grade, I'm 15 and this is the first guy that has ever done anything more than "accidentally" brush against my 38DD chest or kiss me.
I met Trevor at school, of course. He was friends with Josh, the first guy that had asked for my phone number. He was adorable and annoying but I liked the attention. He was in 11th grade. An 11th grader wanted a freshman's phone number! Swoon! Josh had driven me home a few times from school, he has an older model Honda Civic. We'd talk on the phone every night for hours after I got home from my full time job & when my parents were passed out from their plethora of drug & alcohol usage of the day.
Yes, that is correct, a freshman working full-time and going to highschool. I've been working full-time since 7th grade. I'll explain that all later...
Josh was older and kissed me ever so gently. I could feel myself getting lost in his touch until one day, he dropped me off at my house and my dad, apparently home from work early, yanked the passenger door open and pulled me away from Josh's grasp by my hair. I looked into his eyes as my dad dragged my body across the hard gravel. No words were said, he watched as my dad slammed the front door shut. Needless to say, Josh didn't rescue me. The next day, he came up to me in the hall, kissed my forehead and handed me a letter. He instructed me not to read it until I got home, his friend, Greg would take me home today.
You guessed it, he dumped me in a fucking letter! And had his absolute best friend be with me for whatever reason... However, Greg seemed to be pissed off at Josh for doing what he did and how he did it. Greg let me know a secret. Josh and Georgie had a bet going of which of them could fuck me first. Greg must have seen the delight in my sparkling green eyes because he nodded and said, "so the Angel wants to play." I nod, "make them my bitch."
Trevor's breath is getting heavier and he shifts his weight on me and I can feel his hard dick. He grabs my hand a pushes it against him saying, "you see what you do to me, I need to be inside you." I squeeze, maybe too tight, through his jeans as he winces but then he starts to unbutton his tight, form-fitting jeans.
I panic. I stare into his dark brown eyes heavy with a look I've only seen in my father. This sends a shiver down my spine. He feels me tense and asks what's wrong as he pulls his dick out. My mind is reeling.... I see flashes of a similar, though more wrinkled penis forced in my mouth. Flashes of a hard belly hitting me in the head. Then I hear the voice just as Trevor says it to me, "suck my dick little girl, noone will know." A tear escapes my lacrimal duct, I gasp in horror at my revelation, "You want me to do what with that little thing?" Is all I could manage to choke out. His face fell, his skin turned pale.... "Are you a virgin?" He asked with disgust. "You're nothing but a fucking tease, fucking slut, he grabbed me up by the elbow and shoved me out the door, slamming it shut. I'm in the cold spring air, tears flowing as I begin walking aimlessly through the streets of this tiny town.
I need an escape.
My father had made me do disgusting things to him and my mother knew. That bitch fucking knew!
Perhaps why she stayed fucked up on pills and drank as much as she did.
