Part XIII - Hearts So Chained

As Kevin “Kev” Heterson stood pressed up against the door of his upstairs bathroom with his Auntie Dale’s big tits grinding up-and-down his errect cock, Tia Jalone sat on her bed, trying to read the fifth Harry Potter book for the third time.

But the trim brunette couldn’t focus on the words, her concentration was all wonky, and she gave an exasperated sigh and chucked the book across the room to land solidly in her closet atop the gym bag that contained her laundered soccer uniform.

For the millionth time her chocolate brown eyes slipped as if of their own volition to the cell on her bedside table, but the pink phone remained utterly silent.

I don’t get it, it’s been days! How come Kev hasn’t called? Not that I want him to, because he’s bound to want to ... to ... do things with me--to me! And I have got no way to keep him from doing that. So ... why hasn’t he called?! I--I think this waiting is even worse torture then when he stuck his ... his thing in ... in my mouth...

Yuck...!

Tia shut her eyes at the awful memory and laid back on her pillow, trying to not think about the object that lay beneath it. But all this thought about sex, even if it had been against her will, was stirring feelings inside her special place and at last she gave in and dug out the forbidden item from out under the My Little Pony pillow.

She held up the cone-shaped plastic box that Veronica Nortelli had left behind when she had stormed out of the house. Tia hadn’t even dared to open it yet, but there could be no mistaking the concealed contents.

No ... I just can’t ... it’s so wrong...

But she couldn’t help herself and with a twist of the catch the box swung open and she was staring at the dildo within.

“Oh ... my ... god...!”

It was brown and so big!

“This ... this must be what a black man’s p-penis looks like.” she whispered like a nun in church.

With delicate care she pulled it free of the box and held it up in her hands, drew a pink-painted fingernail down it’s foam-rubber shaft.

There is no way this can even BEGIN to fit inside of me!

But the thought of even trying to get it in made her wet.

No! I can’t!

And she put the terrible object down on the bed beside her and shut her eyes, prayed for the strength to get control of her teenage desires. Why must this be so hard?! It’s just sex and a girl is supposed to wait until she is an adult and married. So how come all I can think about is getting myself off and boys and boy’s things and their behinds and their muscles and them touching me and Veronica squeezing my breasts and-

Tia blinked in shock, startled.

“Okay ... now, how in heck did Oblivion manage to worm her way in there?!” she demanded of the stuffed animals arranged around the pink-painted bedchamber in a harsh whisper.

She slapped her own bare thigh, “I don’t like girls, I don’t. And especially not that mean punker. I only like being fucked by boys--ohmigod!” she slapped a hand to her mouth. I actually said ‘fucked’! Jeez, what’s wrong with me?!

I like boys! BOYS! But I don’t want to have sex with them! No! NO! I will only make love to my husband when I’m twenty-two or older, after college, and that’s just the way it is!

She chewed her lip though. Twenty-two...

That’s eight years. Eight long years. Such a long time. If I was supposed to feel like I do, then maybe it’s okay to deal with these feelings. To ... take care of them. Maybe it’s okay...

And she picked up the dildo again, stared at it for a long moment, then laid it on her stomach and unbuttoned her lime-green cotton shorts, slid them down her legs and off, then gripped her pink panties and with a deep breath took them off too.

The cool air conditioning swirled up her bare legs and ruffled the exposed flesh between, Tia moaned. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, she was half naked on her own bed in the middle of the day! She was so bad!

She reached up and turned on her mp3 player and the pop stylings of the Jonas Brothers filled her room, then she drew up her knees and spread her legs apart, stretching her pussy lips wide.

She picked up the dildo and drew it down her bare tummy (she was wearing a tank-top, no bra, it was definitely a wild day for her), and slid it down her crotch, the tip of the big artificial dick dropped into the cleft of her pubic mound and a thrill shot through the soccer Captain’s body.

Juices were dripping from her vagina, Tia had never been so wet before, and so it was no problem pushing the big mushroom-shaped tip of the sex toy into her opening. She gasped and bit her lip, it felt like nothing she had ever experienced before!

Ohmigod!

She pushed it in a little farther and felt the fat tip pop into her tight vaginal canal, it’s top rubbing against the nerve cluster on the roof of her cunny. She moaned and writhed on the bed, grinding her little ass cheeks into the pony-festooned comforter.

Ohhhhhh, feels so good! Is this what it’s going to feel like on my wedding night? M-Maybe I’ll marry a black guy then, heh...!

Tia couldn’t hold back any longer and pushed the dildo hard and it slid in another two inches, then halted abruptly as if it had found a barrier.

What?! Her eyes worked behind clenched lids, what the heck was that? The dildo wasn’t even half way in, so why was it stopping--ohhhh!

My hymen! Oh my god! What if I’d broken it?! I--I might have popped my own cherry, and then no proper man would ever want to marry me! I’m so stupid!

And Tia pulled the dildo back, determined to end this craziness right now before it got out of control and ruined her reputation forever. But before she could get it all the way out, her thumb nudged a button she hadn’t noticed before and with a hum the dildo began to buzz.

Tia spasmed in total ecstacy!

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It feels sooo good! It--It’s also a, what is i-it called? Right! It’s a v-v-vibratator?! Holy ... holy crap!

She just held the humming device in place and gasped as her vagina seemed to turn to jelly and her entire world fell away and she only knew total pleasure.

So enraptured was she that she didn’t notice the soft knock at the door. The knob turned and cracked open a bit.

“Tia? Are you there, honey?”

Her father, Steve Jalone, peered through the crack and spotted his sixteen year-old daughter’s bare leg, “Oh, you are there. Look, honey, about that woman you saw me with down in my study the other day, we have ... to ... talk...”

The big man halted, his jaw sagging, as he finally saw Tia fully. She was naked except for a small tank-top, and he could actually see her crotch! Or at least, see the big black dildo she was holding inside of it.

Steve Jalone was at a loss for words as he watched what his daughter was doing. The sex toy was loudly buzzing and Tia was moaning fitfully, grinding her pussy against the rubber shaft.