It's fiction, you should know better than to imitate this in real life.
Rina Pt 4
Rina and the Geek
"Hello?"
"Your costume is still at my house."
"You... what makes you think I'd go back there?"
"Don't you want the costume? What are you going to wear to the convention then?"
A long silence.
"I don't need it."
"Oh, why? Did you titfuck another two boys that actually paid you?"
"WHAT! Oh my god! How did -"
"When are you coming to get it?"
Another long silence.
"What do you want?"
"You know what I want. Just come over and give it to me. Tomorrow."
She didn't hang up on me. I waited for a good while.
"Good. Tomorrow then."
Wow! I sounded so confident! I couldn't believe that was actually me, strong-arming little pretty Rina over to my house to get screwed! I had rehearsed what I was going to say to her so many times, but got the shivers just like I was asking her to be my partner at a dance. I could barely contain myself at the thought... of course she might not turn up, but the thought that she might got me so excited I jerked off into her costume twice that night.
***
She showed up all right. I was dizzy with excitement as I answered the doorbell. She was dressed in a spaghetti strap top, with those tight little shorts that showed off her long long legs. I guided her into my bedroom, and she stood in the middle sullenly. Closing the door and locking it behind me, I moved to stand next to her, facing the Black Rock Shooter outfit lying prominently on my table.
She didn't meet my eyes, and looked at the floor instead.
"So," I said.
She said nothing however, just nervously worried the hem of her top. I was trying not to breathe hard and excitedly at her delicious slim body in front of me. She emanated sexuality, even now, her scent her skin her rhythm of breathing - all of it just stirred me to massive excitement. So I continued.
"You're gonna fuck me for it."
She didn't say anything, but glanced at the precious costume on my table and tried to avoid looking at me as she returned her gaze to the floor in front of her. I couldn't help it, she was so pretty and hot - I reached out a hand and stroked her head. She flinched, but did not say anything, did not stop me. My cock lurched to complete attention, as if it wasn't already hard enough just from being near her.
"Do you want the costume?"
There was a long pause as she fidgeted and bit her lip and shifted from one foot to the other. It was all so sexy and cute. I could see the reluctance on her face, the torn feeling, the helplessness. It made me feel something - something good.
"Yes," she said in an unwilling voice. Unwilling but helpless.
I sighed happily, surprising her into looking up at me as I extended my stroking of her hair to the back of her neck.
"Good. Then get on your knees."
I could feel the reluctance and hesitation as I tried to push her head down. At first she resisted and didn't want to move, letting out a sob; but slowly she gave in weakly and sank to her knees. I was elated, but tried not to show it. Rina was on her knees in front of me! Dream come true!
She looked up at me as I unbuttoned my shorts furiously, trying to seem nonchalant. Her little sullen pout made me want to stick it right in there between her lips immediately, but the shorts and briefs just seemed to want to slow me down and confuse me. Eventually I managed to drop them and she reached out to hold my cock, but I reached out to grab her head with one hand and feed her my cock with the other hand on top of hers.
It was the first time I had been in a girl's mouth - it was heaven! The feeling alone was insanely exquisite, but watching her eyes widen and mouth encircle my hardness and the scared look on her face and hearing her pitiful mewl just made me go crazy.
I intended for her to blow me, but after a few wonderful strokes of her head up and down my shaft I just got even more excited and even though I didn't really know what I was doing, I felt I just had to fuck her mouth. I was thrusting my pelvis towards her face, pushing her head with my hands, slapping away her hands as she tried to put them up, to push against my crotch and slow me down. Her weak little protestations only turned me on more.
"Fuck yeah Rina baby... that mouth of yours is fucking fine..."
She was whining and moaning with my thrusts. It was fanstastic.
"C'mon, use those hands for something useful. Play with my nipples, I know you know they need attention."
She managed to look up and stare daggers at me despite her mouth being full of my cock, I had to give her that.
"Come on, you serviced those two boys good, you better do the same for me."
I pulled her hands up towards my chest and pulled off my t-shirt. She obediently started playing with my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through me, while she was still bobbing back and forth sucking on my cock, or trying to, as I excitedly made fucking motions into her mouth.
"Good god damn, baby!" I exclaimed.
I would love to have made it last a long time, but I didn't. I couldn't. It felt so good I just exploded in her mouth without warning, without restraint. I grabbed her head and held it in place, in fact forcing her down more, and my cock as deep as I could get, unwilling to let go of the wonderful sensation of being in her mouth. She fought of course, pounding my belly with her fists and trying to pull away and get free or get air, but I was so blinded in my ecstasy I didn't give a damn, and held her head down: in fact her struggles made it feel even better - I felt so powerful.
I was letting out these guttural "oh-oh-oh...god" cries as I clutched her head to me and spurted every last drop I had. I don't know when or how, but the clutching motion somehow became stroking motions and I found myself smiling and stroking her head maniacally and somehow it stretched out my orgasm and gave it a new dimension almost, as it subsided ever so slowly. She might have been choking or protesting too, I wasn't sure.
I must have relaxed and let go of her somehow, because the next thing I knew she was collapsed on the floor spluttering and coughing. I just revelled in the feeling of the moment.
Eventually she got her breath back and got up. She reached for the costume. I grabbed her wrist.
"What do you think you're doing?" I said.
"Gimme the costume back. You got what you wanted!"
"Uhuh..." I said, waggling a finger at her. "I said you were gonna fuck me. That was just a little blowjob. Beside, I was doing all the work there..."
She pulled her hand away and stepped back. She was angry, and I could see felt cheated. But I still hadn't fucked her, and I meant to! Yet she was poised, ready to run away, and I couldn't let her get away because she was thinking I would not honour my end of the bargain.
"Look, if you walk away now, all this would have been for nothing. You coming here would have been for nothing, this pretty little suck you just gave me, all for nothing. What's another little fuck? It's not like we haven't fucked before... I've had you once, too quickly... just let me have it again."
She was wary, uncertain, and yet listened to my words. I could see her wavering, hands unconsciously wringing each other. I held my breath. What should I say? Should I just jump on her now? It was another age of uncertainty that passed before she made up her mind and turned away from the door.
"Good... now give me what I want and you'll get what you want..."
I stepped closer and ran my hands all over her, starting with her pert little breasts and squeezing her shorts-clad, tight little ass. She tried to stop my roaming hands, but only feebly, and I overpowered her easily, clutching her to me.
"Take off your clothes," I said in her ear. "Strip for me."
"No, please... " she begged, tearful. To participate in her own rape was awful to her, I guessed.
"Take them off, now!" I don't know what made me do it, I was just suddenly angry to be denied this gentle request. I sharply drew back my hand and slapped her across the face. She almost fell on the bed, crying out.
I momentarily felt uncertain. Had I gone too far? I prepared my bulky self to lunge after her if she tried to run.
Tears did well up in her gorgeous eyes. She looked at me defiantly, but then reluctantly, slowly, began to pull her strappy top over her head. I relaxed my stance.
"Look at me, yeah... make it sexy..."
As she unwilingly, morosely looked up and took off her top, then her socks, and sobbed as she wriggled out of her tiny shorts, I realised then that I was a true rapist. Making her undress for me, seeing her do it against her will turned me on much, much more than if she had been willing to. The anticipation of fucking her - also against her will - made me hard all over again, and as she slowly reached behind her back to unsnap her bra I was licking my lips in eagerness. Those tits were beautiful and perfect. She slid off her white cotton panties with the polka dots down her slim legs, and looked to me. Naked and shaved, just like the last time. At first she stood tall, but my leering look creeped her out and she started to try and cover herself.
I enjoyed her discomfort, trying to hide her tits and pussy from me with her hands. I have to admit I did not manage to control myself for more than a few seconds. I fell on her like a devouring beast, pinning her to the bed and trying to slam my way deep inside her. I know she cried out. I knew she was dry, I could feel it. But I was so hungry for her I just grabbed her and forced my way deeper and deeper. It took an age, despite me trying to calm her down by french kissing her every now and again, putting my tongue in her mouth to quiet her a little. Eventually I gave that up and let her cry out, and I was glad I did. I grew harder and harder as she struggled and twisted and begged for mercy under me. She was so small and tiny, it felt so good holding her down with my weight and my hands on her shoulders as I pumped further and further into her. Once I was about halfway in I seemed to be able to slide more easily, and her "no"s got longer in time with my pumps, and I went right in deep with a last thrust as she gave a choking wail.
It was better than the last time. I felt just so fucking good! The girl of my dreams subjugated beneath me, mine to do with as I pleased. I didn't know any better, so I pounded her full speed. She got the idea after a few screams, and her yelps and cries got sexier as she acted more like a japanese porn star, saying how painful it was ("Itai... itai!") and begging me to stop or slow down or just sobbing in time with my thrusts. I felt like a king, dominating the girl of my dreams.
"Spread those long sexy legs of yours, dammit! That's right, let me deeper inside you... god it's so good Rina... you're my baby now... god yes...."
Her legs and body were splayed out beneath me as I bucked into her and she jolted with every thrust, jiggling those pretty little tits wonderfully. I spread her legs even further, as far apart as I could make them go, folding them back to her shoulders til I couldn't make them go any further and she cried out in full protest. It made her pussy feel so good to me I released her from that painful position reluctantly. Instead I gave her a few punishing thrusts to compensate. She cried out in time with them.
"Yes.... yes baby... Now you're gonna do for me like you did for that little boy..."
Her head barely reached my shoulder as I lay on top of her, so it was easy for me, as I poundfucked her, to lift up her head to my chest and press her face against my nipples.
"Lick baby... I said lick it, bitch!"
She moaned in either shame or at the abuse but she did obey and lick and suckle at my nipples like she did for Lefty. Fuck, it felt good! It was electric, and I was so turned on I even managed to pound her even faster! No wonder those boys liked it. I looked down at her, watching the struggle on her face as she tried to please me with her licking, kissing and suckling. It was fucking hot. I pushed her head to lick first one side, and then the other. Even the act of pushing her head made me turned on. I couldn't contain myself - I barely had time for a stray thought that the only pity of this was that she couldn't beg for mercy or tell me how big and painful it was like a few moments ago when I came.
I burst forth deep in her, thrusting and holding as all the glorious sensations washed over me. It was more than intense, it was crazy good. It was like every orgasm I ever had over her rolled into one, with all the sight, sound and sensation even better than in my head.
I collapsed on top of her crying out "I love you Rina," over and over again. And I meant it. She was pretty, charming, sexy and obviously could really fuck, and be fucked. I certainly could fuck her endlessly, every day from now til forever. I loved her, and now I'd had her twice thoroughly, but I could do it again infinitely. She ought to appreciate that level of love from me.
I must have fallen asleep though, after rolling over and groping her a little, because the next thing I knew I was alone in the bed, her costume gone, and no sign of her except the exhausted feeling and stains on the bed.
