Terry McKing sixteen years old walked into the newest hottest spot in the small community of Clearfield. She was dressed to the nines in an outfit she made herself. It was a small cocktail dress like number with an electric blue sash going around her waist. Her hair which she kept long and down to her mid back had two long electric blue streaks that matched the sash. She would flip it over her shoulder and that would make her c cup breast wiggle and jiggle. A smile spread across her face as she watched all of the eyes in the place stick to her form. She was hot and she knew it, and she loved that other people knew it to.
Terry sat down at the bar and turned to face the crowd. Once she had seated herself many of the eyes turned away. They were the ones that were already partnered with other people. But, the ones that kept staring were all single, and they were all obviously interested. She swept past them all, never giving anyone a second glance. That was until her eyes landed on the very lovely Amanda Cray. With here very mesmerising electric blue eyes, she drew Amanda to her. She as she was in a trance when she left her group of friends to be by Terry’s side. Terry smirked at the power she had over the popular high school senior, and the smirk grew as she thought about how she would make a name for herself and her new toy.
Terry McKing was new to Clearfield. She didn’t know how things worked there yet, but she did know that they weren’t tolerant to lesbians. Most places weren’t tolerant, especially in high school. That’s what she was hoping for in order to get a new a pet, if only for the night. Terry turned to the bar tender and asked for an empty shot glass just before Amanda got to her side. Terry smiled and began some small talk. The small talk was simply a diversion so Terry could slip her hand under Amanda’s mini skirt. Amanda froze when she felt the first finger touch the band of her black thong panties. Terry’s face was straight as if nothing was happening, and kept her eyes glued to Amanda. Some eyes were still on Terry and they were amazed at was happening. But, no one was as amazed as Amanda. Amanda was stiff as stone as Terry practically jack-hammered her entire fist into her pussy. She had to keep herself from crying out in ecstasy from Terry’s attention. Terry smiled again as she felt her new friend’s cunt twitch and heat up. It was then that Terry took the cup from the bar and placed it under Amanda. Everyone was staring in awe by this point. With the cup positioned under Amanda and with Terry’s other hand holding the black thong to the side Terry blew Amanda a kissed. That kiss caused a sensory overload in Amanda and resulted in her squirting pussy juice into the cup. The cup was then brought up to Amanda’s lips and then tipped into her willing mouth.
Once the cup was drained Amanda slumped onto on of the bar stools and had another orgasm as she sat down. Terry clapped the cup down onto the counter offered her hand to Amanda who took it without a second thought. Amanda was then led out of the club by Terry and by the sounds of hooting and howling like the teenagers they were. Terry gave a glance toward a couple of girls before she could get out of the club and saw some of them blush. She gave the blushing girls a wink and then made her way on through the club. Once outside Terry guided Amanda to her mustang. Then Terry slammed Amanda against the car and began to French kiss her. Terry grabbed at Amanda’s enormous tits and tore down the senior’s small white tube top. She was rough as she mauled Amanda’s tits. Terry slid her keys into the driver’s door and unlocked it. Flinging the door open Terry shoved Amanda into the bright green mustang. She was pushed over the center consol and into the passenger seat. She jumped in beside her slammed the door and sped off.
As Terry drove to her house she hiked up her skirt exposing her bare pussy to her passenger, whom she then pushed down and forced to lick. Terry had to take a hand off the wheel so she could push Amanda’s head down. Amanda really was a novice at the art of female oral sex, but it wasn’t held against her, she had been a straight girl for eighteen years with no chance for practice. Anyway Terry was enjoying the attempt while she drove like a wild woman. Once or twice Terry almost drove off the road from Amanda blindly hitting the right spot. By the time she got to the house she owned herself Terry was hot and bothered. The car jerked to a stop and Amanda’s head flew out of Terry’s lap and into the steering wheel. There wasn’t time for Amanda to whine about the incident as she was dragged out of the car and into the house. Terry knew that her nosy neighbours were watching and she took pleasure in that fact.
The door closed and Amanda was pushed to the ground violently where Terry then ripped off Amanda’s shirt and then her panties. She dived in so she could give Amanda’s mouth a good tongue bath then hopped off of her. Terry grabbed Amanda’s hair, pulling her up to her knees, where she was walked to the stairs and left on the three of the steps with her ass in the air. Terry took that time to reach into the hall closet and pull out one of the several strap-on harnesses she had stashed away. Again she hiked up her skirt and strapped on the harness that was equipped with a ten inch long, three inch wide black jelly dildo. Terry had an evil grin on her face as she approached Amanda from behind.
Amanda couldn’t get a word in before Terry rammed the dildo into her snatch. Had she been able to speak before hand she would have told Terry that she was still a virgin with her hymen intact. So, when Terry met and obliterated the resistance in Amanda’s pussy she might have been gentler, but she wasn’t. The dildo went in and out vigorously with traces of blood flying out every time the dildo went out. Amanda was too busy to care about the pain in cunt, especially with the all the pleasure she was feeling tipping the scales and over throwing the balance. It was so pleasurable for her in fact that she lost her voice and the ability to scream, which is what Terry was waiting for as she suddenly pulled out.
With the blood from her hymen and the natural wetness of her pussy Terry took the dildo and aimed the head at Amanda’s anus. Again there was no time for argument on the matter as Terry; more carefully this time rammed the head of the dildo up her ass. With the large head pass the tight opening Terry didn’t waste any time shoving the entire thing in and then out. She really wasn’t in the nice heart warming gentle love making mood. No, instead she was in the ravage the bitch in front of me mode. In that mode not only did Terry get off on the part of the dildo that rubbed her clit and vibrated her cunt, but she also got off on the domination as well. She was enjoying pulling Amanda’s reddish blond hair roughly almost to the point of pulling a few strands out. Terry was working herself to an orgasm using Amanda and suddenly found herself at the penultimate stage. The finally bit of their romp on the stairs was a single slap to the ass, and then they both came. Terry slumped over Amanda’s back for a second and then she pulled all the way out which warranted an additional moan from Amanda.
Terry glanced at the clock on the wall. She saw that it was after midnight. Usually that would be a big deal for her, but it was a school night. Not to mention that in only a couple of hours Terry would be starting her first day in a new school, the same one as Amanda. Then upon realising this she grabbed Amanda by the hair again, lifting her to her feet. Amanda was then led to the front door of Terry’s house. Terry quickly the door and pushed her out. The door was then slammed in the confused girl’s face. Amanda felt a chill and realised that she was still naked above the waist and had on no panties. She was about to knock on the door when Terry opened it up and then threw out Amanda’s white tube top.
“What about my thong?” Amanda asked.
“Oh, yeah I almost forgot.” said Terry in her native Irish accent. “You’re not getting those back, now good night.”
That was the last word Terry said before slamming the door in Amanda’s face again, this time with an audible clicking and clanging of dead bolts and door chains locking. Amanda’s mouth gaped open in shock. She tried running through what happened to her that night, if only to get it straight. She had been seduced, forced to perform oral on some strange girl in her car, and then deflowered in both holes, by the same girl. After running through it Amanda concluded that it wasn’t that bad of a night, until it finally dawned on her that she was in an unknown part of town with no way of getting home. The only thing she could do in this instance was curse.
“Aw fuck!” she said turning away from Terry’s house attempting to make her way home. It was at that moment that the door opened again. Amanda thought that Terry was going to drive her home, or at least somewhere close, but as soon as her hopes went up, Terry trashed them.
“Here, some bus fare.” said Terry throwing out three dollars, and then closing the door again.
Amanda couldn’t help feeling like a whore. And then as it turned out, she was a very cheap whore. Terry McKing watched from her window as Amanda, the first of many hopefuls made her way down the street. Turning away from the window, Terry slumped onto her sofa and drifted to sleep, and in her dreams she kept replaying the scene over and over again.
