Jiara Story

First Date pt. 3

The two young kids hurried into a big bedroom, one a monster and one desperate for the touch of someone else. 

The boy stripped Kiara's clothing off almost in a rush and pushed her onto the bed, hovering over her. 

Kiara's breathing speeded up as the boy neared her face, making them only inches apart. She felt she was ready for this night or what she thought this night would be. 

"I want you to get on your knees," the boy said as Kiara did as told, "and I want you to do your magic.".

Kiara looked at the fairly large penis in front of her face, throbbing and ready to enter some hole of her body. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth, trying her best to not choke. 

The boy exhaled softly as he started to move his hips slowly in and out of her mouth. 

Kiara felt as if this was how they were going to love each other. She thought this is what love is about. Pleasing each other. 

The boy finished in her mouth and pulled out. He put her on the bed and pinned her down. He trailed rough kisses down her body that would surely leave markings. 

"I can't wait to get inside you finally." he said rubbing himself against her.

Kiara's excitement for her first time was quickly fading away as she was starting to realize, she didn't want this. 

"Stop.".

"What?".

"I said stop. Please.".

The boy grabbed Kiara's face harshly, "You got me all exited, all to have me stop as I am about to have my fun? I don't think so.".

"Please stop. I don't want this anymore.".

The boy laughed, "Am I supposed to care about wether you want this or not?".

Kiara started to panic squirming under his strong hold. 

"Stop moving!" he yelled getting frustrated digging his hands into her soft, delicate skin. 

Tears started forming in her eyes, "I'm begging you to please stop.".

The boy smiled wickedly as he whispered into her ear, "Nah." and he then plunged into her. 

Kiara screamed, but soon was cut off by his hand. 

"No screaming or you will get punished.".

Kiara hadn't pictured her first time to go like this....or be stolen like this. 

Tears spilled out as the last word she spoke for a while came out in a soft, shaky, hurt voice.

"Rafe.".