Rollergirl Rhonda

My name is Rhonda. At the time of this story I was twelve years old, and in seventh grade. I was 4 feet, 8 inches tall, and had long black hair, which I wore in two pony tails. My figure was kind of flat but I had nice shapely legs, which I liked to show off whenever I could. I had not started puberty, yet I thought about boys all the time.

I spent a lot of time at the local roller rink, not because I liked to skate, but because of Chad, the manager. Chad was in his twenties, and single, I think, and there was something about him I really found attractive.

I had been skating there for months, but he didn't seem to notice me. I intended to change that today.

I put on a blue, one piece shorts outfit, that buttoned up the front. It was a size too small. The top was way too tight, showing off the nipples of my braless tiny breasts. The bottoms, which were full and wide, were also way too short. When I twirled around, my butt cheeks showed. If I sat down, you could see the crotch of my panties, that is if I was wearing any!

At the rink, I skated more aggressively than usual. I lingered slowly whenever I passed Chad, hoping he would notice my shapely legs. I did lots of twirls, hoping he would take note of my butt.

On one of these twirls, something embarrassing happened. My feet came out from under me, and I fell to the floor, hard, right on my butt. Chad came running over. It was not how I wanted to be noticed!

"I'm Chad, the rink manager. Are you OK?" he asked.

Seeing this as an opportunity, I answered, "I am having trouble getting up."

"Well let me help you," Chad said, as he went over and picked me up in his arms. Carrying me into his office, he closed the door, sat me on the couch inside, and took off my skates.

"What's your name?" he asked. "I think I should call your parents, or maybe even a doctor to check you out."

"Well my name is Rhonda, and my parents aren't home. I think I'll be OK if I just rest a minute. Maybe you could check me over?" I said, as I leaned sideways, and pulled up the back of my shorts. "It feels like I bruised myself down here."

"It doesn't look hurt," Chad said, as he hurriedly examined the side of my buttock and then slid the shorts back down.

As I sat there, forward on the couch, I spread my legs a little, and the loose shorts, fell open exposing my naked crotch area. I caught Chad glancing down. I think he got a look at my bare pussy.

He seemed to be getting a little nervous, but he made no attempt to move from out in front of me. I took this as a sign my plan was working.

"Well maybe you could check me further," I said. "Maybe you could examine my back side better, to see if there are any bruises."

"Well in order to do that," Chad said, "you'd have to take off that whole outfit. It's all one piece. I don''t know if it would be a good idea for a young girl to be here naked alone with a grown man."

"Hey, I'm not that young," I said. "I'm twelve years old. Besides, I'll turn around and you'll only see my backside. Surely that will be no big deal. It really hurts."

Chad nodded OK and sat down as I stood up and turned around. Unbuttoning the front, I peeled the outfit down and stepped out of it. I was excited, as I stood naked, bare assed before him.

Chad gasped, as he came face to face with my naked butt. I had a generally flat figure, but my butt was just starting to round out.

"I don't see any bruises," Chad said, "but do you mind if I feel around to see if you are tender down here?"

"Go ahead," I said, not expecting him to take this step.

I felt his hands on the small of my back, and then he slid them lower. They were firm yet soft. He began pressing all over my right butt cheek and kneading the skin up and down. He then moved over and did the same to the left side. Feeling no bruises or tenderness, I expected him to stop and for me to put back on my clothes, feeling good that I had finally gotten him to notice me.

Little did I know, he had noticed me a little too much. I felt his hand slip down my butt cheek, between my legs, to the top of my thighs. As he rubbed the soft skin there, the top of his hand brushed against my preteen pussy.

I let out a little moan, but did not pull away. I was kind of liking this attention. Seeing my reaction, Chad pushed his hand further up onto me. The side of his finger, started digging into my pussy slit. As he moved it back and fourth, I felt myself getting moist down there. I started to push my body towards him. When I did, I felt one of his fingers slip inside my pussy opening. It felt really good, and I squatted slightly so it would go in further. As I did, I felt his finger hit something inside me that stopped it and I pulled up. I assumed this was the hymen my mother had told me about.

I felt him pull his finger out, and slide it forward towards the front of my pussy. It rested upon a part of me that felt REALLY good. The more he rubbed, the better it felt, and all of a sudden a funny feeling came over me. The area inside my pussy began to spasm, my body stiffed and then I went limp, falling backward onto his lap.

After a few minutes, of being in shock, I spoke, "Was that an orgasm?"

"Yea, you just came, you had an orgasm," Chad explained. "How did it feel?"

"Really awesome!" I answered. "I know a little about sex, and I heard about orgasms, but I never imagined they would feel so good."

As I sat backward on him, his hands started running back and forth over the nipples of my tiny breast mounds. "I think what you're doing with your hands, is starting to turn me on again." I told him.

"Do you want me to stop?" Chad asked.

"No, but I was wondering about you. I can feel your thing, pressing into my bottom. What's going on with that?" I asked.

"Well little girl, I mean big girl, it seems that you have turned me on too," he said.

"Let me see," I said, as I got up and kneeled in front of him.

Not being one to argue, Chad reached down, undid, and then pulled off his pants and underwear. Up popped his seven inch penis to my admiring gaze.

"Wow I've never seen a real penis before," I said. "Can I touch it?"

"Be my guest," he said.

As I used my hands, to explore his penis, he placed his hands, upon my breasts this time from the front. I was starting to breathe heavily again.

Finally Chad spoke. "Why don't you stand up, so I can admire all of you."

I figured, what the heck, took my hands off of his penis, and got to my feet.

He took his hands off my breasts, put them between my legs, and tapped them lightly. I took that as a sign to part my legs, which I did.

From that vantage point, he could see all of me now. As I said before, my body is relatively straight and flat. My breasts and butt are just staring to fill out. My pussy is bare, and it is merely a slit. The lips are not very plush, not like some I have seen in magazines. When I spread them apart, there is another set of inner lips inside, which are smooth and often moist.

Chad didn't seem to mind how immature my body was. He leaned inward, and kissed first my right breast and nipple and then my left.

"Ummm, that feels really good," I sighed.

"If you like this, you're really gonna like this next thing," Chad said.

With that, he stood up, swiveled me around, and then sat me on the edge of the couch. Kneeling down, he leaned forward, and placed his mouth, right on my preteen pussy.

The initial contact alone, felt really good, but when he started running his tongue, up and down my slit, I was in ecstasy. I didn't think it could feel much better when all of a sudden, I felt his tongue go up to that magic spot while his finger went back into my hole. That was all it took, and my body began to shake again, in what I knew was my second orgasm, ever.

My whole body was totally relaxed again, as Chad put his arms around me, scooted his body against mine, and gave me a deep, wet kiss. I could taste myself on his lips, and believe it or not, it turned me on.

As we hugged and kissed, I felt the tip of his penis, resting at he entrance to my pussy and I didn't know what I should do. My question was answered soon enough. As he pushed forward, my body involuntarily pushed toward his. I felt his penis, parting my wet pussy lips and entering my hot opening.

His finger felt good, but his penis really filled me up. I felt him go a half inch in and then stop at my hymen. I rocked as he pushed, and I felt the membrane, starting to give way. Finally after one hard push, I heard a dull pop, and his penis slid all the way in. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt at all.

Now I was really feeling full. Every part of my inner pussy walls, were tingling and then the real pleasure started. Chad began to pump in and out, with long, slow, deep strokes. I wanted to cum again right then, but somehow managed to hold off.

I couldn't help but speed up and push forward to meet him stroke for stroke.

When I felt him speed up, I couldn't hold out any longer, and I felt my body starting the convulse again. With that, I felt Chad's penis throbbing inside me and then felt a wash of hot fluid, fill my insides. He pumped for a few minutes more, until I could sense he was spent, and then he pulled out.

I felt a huge amount of hot, waxy semen, drip out of my pussy, onto the couch. (Luckily I didn't see any blood.)

"Wow," I thought to myself. "All I wanted was to get Chad to notice me, I didn't expect this to happen."

"Now are you sure you're OK?" Chad asked, as we both proceeded to get dressed.

"I think so," I said, "but perhaps I should come by, every now and then, for you to check me."

"Any time, Rhonda," he said. "Any time at all..."

More stories to come.