Friday, 25th of October 1968:
It was 9 p.m. and on this particular night, it was getting even colder than the previous ones. She was sitting in the backseat of Biff's car with him, listening to music, feeling relaxed after a long day.
Her shift had ended early today and Biff came up with the idea of going out and drinking some beers. It was a regular date as usual, but it was cold outside and they didn't want to go back home yet, so they went to some chill place where they could be alone and relax.
It was then he asked her out of nowhere, "Do you want to be my girlfriend?" It took Trixie by surprise and so she didn't respond right away, still processing the question. "I don't know if it is too early for you Trix, but I really like you. I enjoy being with you. You're so charming and the prettiest girl I've met. I want to take you by the hand, take you to my parents house and introduce them to you...I want the whole world to know we are together officially."
Trixie smiled at him while he talked. She knew he was a good guy, he was kind and attentive with her. She liked him as well and it was actually surprising that he was the first in bringing it up.
"Yes, I would like to be your girlfriend."
He grinned at her. "YES! I'm going to make you so happy..." He got closer to her and started to kiss her slowly. She put her hand on his jaw while she reciprocated his kiss. He brought her even closer, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Slowly, their kisses got more heated. His breathing became more accelerated and she could feel her face blushing even more by the minutes. He continued his kiss on her neck, getting close to her collarbone and going even further down. His hands grabbed suddenly her ass, squeezing it and he groaned.
"I've been wanting to do that for a long time" He whispered at her, while his hands were trying to open the zipper of her dress. "Can I...?" He asked and Trixie nodded, helping him to take off the garment. After that he took out his shirt too, exposing his torso.
"Look at you, you're so sexy," he told her after seeing her exposed in front of him in only her underwear. Trixie wasn't talking, she felt overpowered and inhibited. Still she didn't say much because he had his lips and cleavage, getting closer to her nipples. But the bra wasn't going to stop him, and he quickly took off of her. After he exposed her breast he was quickly putting his whole attention on them: kissing them, squeezing them and he even bit them.
"Ouch!"
"Sorry babe. I can't control myself" He smiled at her. She nodded, not knowing what to do. Then he took off his pants and later his underwear and that's when Trixie thought to herself 'I guess this is the moment' . Especially when she saw his penis. It was the first time she saw one. Her legs started to shake, as the nerves started to kick in. He quickly took out a condom from the drawer of his car, clearly prepared. He started to put it while Trixie was becoming aware of what was happening.
He sat down in the middle of the back seat, with his legs opened a bit and he told her to get on top of him. She was silent and unsure but she did as he told her.
"R-remember that I'm a virgin..." She said, a little bit hesitant.
"Yeah baby, don't worry i know." He guided her, and she looked down. She was afraid that it could hurt. She gripped the seat behind him.
"Take a deep breath." She did as he slowly entered her. Immediately her eyes closed, trying to endure the pain. When she couldn't anymore, she moaned and whimpered until it was almost fully inside.
"That's my girl" After that, he started to move slowly inside of her. It was a little bit painful still. But Biff, he was enjoying it a lot. He even made her change positions a couple of times, guiding and telling her what to do, but not asking her if she was alright. As for her, she was gripping the door, seats and moaning mostly from the pain. Sometimes he must have thought she was doing it out of pleasure, because he would move even faster, almost violently.
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Nights In White Satin - Trixya
Historical Fiction1968: Trixie moves from the Midwest to the suburbs of Boston, thanks to her aunt Nina. She meets her russian neighbor who has immigrated from the USSR. They become close friends but there's something that Trixie can't quite put a finger on...
