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Subject: {ASSM} RP: Trailer Trash Teen -- Ch.2 -- (m/f, f-solo, blackmail)
Date: Thu, 26 Jun 2003 06:10:04 -0400
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My stories are nasty little stories with lots of edgy 
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But they're not real!!! So enjoy with a clear 
conscience if you're mature enough!
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TRAILER TRASH TEEN
by Punky Girl (punky_girl04@yahoo.com)
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Chapter Two: School Time!
(m/f, f-solo, mast)
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"I wanna fuck you like a dog," Tina hissed, her voice 
slurred and dreamlike.

No one heard her say that. She was alone in her small 
bedroom, laying naked in the dark, staring at the 
ceiling. She was only now slowly realizing that she'd 
awoken from her dream and that her left hand was 
softly cupping her pussy.

She closed her eyes, not caring that she was awake, 
and continued thinking of Derek, the school bus 
driver. In her fantasy she was squatting over him 
naked, getting ready to press herself down onto his 
hard cock. She was talking dirty to him-- she was 
being dirty for him. And he was talking really dirty 
to her, calling here all sorts of names like slut, 
whore, bitch, cunt, twat...

The fantasy jolted her body when she thought of being 
treated this way.

"Uh--- OH God!" she panted in reality. That had done 
it: the thought of her being his little dirty girl, of 
taking his (imagined) huge cock inside her as he 
called her filthy names.

The orgasm was strong and rippled across her young 
body as she bore down on it, pressing her index finger 
farther up inside her vagina. Her muscles tensed as 
she enjoyed the climax, then she relaxed. The fantasy 
quickly faded away and Tina withdrew her finger, wiped 
it on the bedspread, and stared happily at the ceiling 
for a long moment. Then her mind began thinking of her 
real life situations: School. Daddy. Joey.

All of it was shit, boring stupid shit. School was a 
nuisance; her dad was an asshole; Joey was a 
disturbing problem. She didn't want to think about any 
of it. 

Soon I can leave, she thought to herself. She closed 
her eyes, pulling the covers around her young nude 
body. Just a couple more years...

Suddenly she jumped up from bed. "SHIT!" she cried, 
looking at her clock. It was already 8am!

She threw off her covers, quickly grabbed the most 
convenient outfit from her two-drawer dresser, and ran 
out of her room. She was naked but that didn't matter 
since her dad had left the day before. 

She got to the bathroom and quickly showered, pissed-
off with herself for oversleeping. 

"I'm going to be late, I'm going to be late, I'm going 
to be late," she muttered as she scrubbed herself 
down. "FUCK!" she cried out, slamming her hand against 
the shower wall in frustration.

Fifteen minutes later she was dressed, her hair was 
reasonably brushed, and she was running out the front 
door of the trailer.

She sprinted across the trailer park, backpack in tow, 
cutting a direct line to the bus stop. When she got 
there, the last kid was getting on. She waved stupidly 
at the bus, but was too short of breath to yell.

The bus driver, a menacing looking middle-aged man 
(the same she'd woken up masturbating to), glared at 
her as she approached. He wrinkled his brow and began 
to say something but stopped himself. 

Tina bounded the steps into the bus and  muttered, 
"Sorry," not wanting to look into his eyes.

"Stupid kid," she heard him curse in annoyance as the 
door hissed close behind her.

A moment later she was sitting next to her friend, 
Michelle, near the back of the bus. "Hey," she was 
greeted as she sat down.

"Hey," Tina replied, collapsing into the seat with 
relief and exhaustion. "What's up?"

"Nothin'," Michelle yawned. "Rough night or 
something?"

Tina rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. I was up late 
finishin' that fucking Biology paper. Took forever!"

"Yeah," Michelle nodded. "What'd you do Saturday?"

Tina blushed as she remembered Joey. "I, uhm... I 
worked out, then I had to baby-sit that brat next 
door. His stupid mom didn't get home until six, and 
then my dad said I couldn't go out 'cause he thinks 
I've been stealin' his beers... asshole."

"Haven't you?" Michelle asked, grinning slightly.

Tina scowled. "Well, yeah! But, he usually don't care! 
I put money in the grocery jar too and..." Tina 
stopped speaking and glanced at Michelle, who was now 
snorting, trying not to laugh.

Tina grinned, too, at herself. "Okay," she nodded, 
"Whatever! I stole beer and got caught... And what'd 
you do Saturday, Miss Perfect?"

"Nothing much," Michelle shrugged, still grinning in 
amusement. "I did go to that one party, though, over 
at DJ's?"

Tina nodded, jealous that she hadn't been able to 
attend. "Who all went?"

"A few, I guess. Let me think... Well, duh, there was 
me and Melissa and Lengths... When we got there, just 
DJ and Spider were there, but an hour or so later 
Terri and her sister showed up. Then a bunch more... I 
dunno, I was wasted by that time!"

"Anything interesting happen?" Tina asked, curious.

"Not really," she shrugged. "I got high with DJ and 
Dean, like really high, and Dean tried to get me to 
fuck him. We made out a little but I was like, 'That's 
it!' when he tried unzipping my pants." She grunted in 
disgust. "Loser!"

"Sounds like a good time," Tina said, trying not to 
pout. She loved partying with her friends, and it had 
been nearly three weeks since she had.

"So," Michelle grinned wickedly, lowering her voice. 
"Are you wearing any?"

Tina grinned, too. "Nope! You?"

"Nope," Michelle laughed. "See?"

Tina watched as Michelle, a lean, well-tanned girl her 
age with melon-sized breasts and long, sexy legs, 
pulled out the waist of her jeans enough to give Tina 
a peak.

Tina looked down her friend's pants. Sure enough, 
there were no panties.

"Here," Tina said, doing the same thing with her denim 
shorts. She glanced around nervously as Michelle 
looked, making sure no one was watching. She felt a 
tingling of excitement, as she always did, when 
Michelle peaked down.

"Cool," Michelle grinned. Both girls giggled. "Day 25! 
And no way I let you win!"

The two girls had started a little competition a month 
before, betting who could go the most days in a row 
not wearing panties at school. It was stupid and 
childish, both knew, but both were too stubborn to 
quit.

The rest of the ride was spent gossiping on the 
relationships of their friends, something Tina wasn't 
much into. When they got to school, the teenagers 
filed out of the bus slowly and entered the building.

They parted ways right away, both heading to their 
respective lockers. As Tina walked down the crowded 
hall she felt a hand on her ass.

She spun in place. "What the FUCK!" she snapped.

It was Leon Gray, a senior whom she'd dated for a 
while during her freshman year. During that time he'd 
more or less treated her like shit until finally 
cheating on her. After she found out, it was him who 
actually dumped her, since Tina had wanted to stay 
with him. That had been humiliating.

It probably would have been a while before she got 
over it, but then he began spreading stories about 
her: rumors which were still told and of which Tina 
was very much aware. He'd told people that she liked 
drinking down his cum, that she'd jerk him off at the 
movies or anywhere else he wanted her to, and that she 
would blow him while he drove all the time. All of 
this was true, more or less, but it pissed her off 
that he'd tell anyone who'd listen about her 
activities. It gave her a trashy reputation, and she 
couldn't stand him for it.

"What the hell do you want!" she hissed, forcibly 
pulling his meaty hand off her ass.

He laughed. Getting close to her ear he whispered, 
"Come 'ere for a second!"

He gripped her upper arm and pulled her, nearly 
knocking her over, after him. He opened the door to 
the media room and the two slid in together, hardly 
noticed by anyone.

Alone now, Tina shook his hand away. "Shit!" she 
cried. "What are you doing, Leon!"

"Here," he grinned excitedly. "I have something to 
show you!"

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a 
polaroid.

Tina groaned inwardly. Shit! she thought. If it was 
what she thought...

She snapped it from his hand. It was what she'd been 
afraid of: a picture of her, a year ago, lying buck 
naked on his bed, pressing her tiny breasts together 
and smiling.

"You ASSHOLE!" she said in despair. "I thought we 
burned these..."

He grinned, crossing his arms over his chest. "I 
thought so, too. But I was cleaning my room yesterday 
and found four of these lying under my bed. They must 
of fallen off that day we made them..."

She spun around and closed her eyes. Shit! That day, 
they'd both been drunk, and fucking around (and 
eventually fucking) in his bedroom. They'd taken a 
couple dozen polaroids together, mostly of her just 
posing naked for him. The next day she'd come back to 
his home and told him she wanted them destroyed. He 
hadn't argued, and she'd watched him gather them up 
and then burn them.

"You asshole," she said again, turning back to face 
him. "You did it on purpose, hid them..."

"No," he said sternly. "No way! Seriously, I just 
found..."

"I want them, all of them!" she yelled, glaring at 
him. She brushed a strand of hair out of her face as 
she took on her most intimidating stance. "NOW!"

He shrugged. "What will you give me for them?"

"What do you mean?" she asked. 

He got close to her again and his voice lowered. "Come 
on, Tina. You know what I want... for old times sake?"

"You've got to be kidding!" she laughed, stepping away 
from him. "No way!"

He stepped toward her, getting closer than before. He 
was looking down at her and she could feel his breath 
on her forehead. "Oh, don't tell me you couldn't use a 
good fuck... you always liked my cock, I know..."

She felt his hand at her waist, caressing her gently. 
She stood still, wrestling with conflicting emotions, 
but didn't push him away.

"Leon..." she said. "Seriously, I don't want to..."

"Shh," he whispered. "Yeah you do... just one good 
fuck... tell me you don't want to..."

"I don't," she said, voice wavering as his hand slid 
under her tight t-shirt. Still, she didn't push him 
away. Because the truth was, she could use a good 
fuck. She hadn't had sex in over a month, and that had 
been with Joey, who always came in under a minute.

"I don't believe you," he whispered, his hand sliding 
farther up her side, right up to her bra.

"We'll get caught," she hissed, looking past him at 
the door.

"Here," he whispered. He pulled her after him across 
the room, then through a revolving door and into the 
dark room. Inside it was pitch black before he hit a 
light, casting a reddish glow over the room.

"There's no class here today," he explained softly as 
he resumed his fondling of her. "They're on a field 
trip somewhere..."

Tina sighed as his hands circled her waist and slid up 
under her shirt. She felt her body going limp as his 
fingers dragged across her spine: he knew just what to 
do to get her excited.

The thought of having sex in school was just too 
exciting, and things were moving so fast, and it just 
felt so good. Despite her better judgment she found 
herself suddenly thinking, "Fuck it!"

She let the polaroid fall from her hand as she pressed 
her body against his. She started pulling up his shirt 
as he did the same to her.

A moment later, both breathing hard, the two teenagers 
re-entangled their bodies, which were now both 
topless. She felt her breasts, covered by her bra, 
press against his naked chest as they kissed heatedly.

He began pushing her back into a corner then lifted 
her up and sat her on a counter. Next to her was an 
enlarger, which she was soon gripping when her ex-
boyfriend's crotch began to grind against hers. 
Ripples of pleasure emanated from her pussy and her 
legs spread wide apart.

They broke off their kiss, and Tina knew what was 
next. He stepped back from her and began eagerly 
unbuttoning his jeans as she did the same to her 
shorts. She slid the denim shorts down her dangling 
legs and kicked them to the floor, then stared 
wantonly at his red-hued body, naked, his large cock 
sticking out from between his legs.

She slid her naked butt forward on the cool, dark 
counter and spread her legs invitingly. He was smiling 
at her.

"I always loved your skinny little body," he said.

"Just get over here!" she panted.

He obliged, stepping between her spread legs and 
gripping her waist with his hands. With him holding 
her now, she draped her arms over his shoulders and 
stared down at his penis, bobbing between her spread 
legs, so close to her hairless cunt.

She squirmed forward on the counter, positioning 
herself. She spread her legs wide, then reached down 
with one hand and gripped his cock. 

Suddenly she panted, "Do you have a condom?"

"No," he replied, "but I haven't fucked anyone nasty." 

Again, the same thought struck her: Fuck it! 

"Good enough for me," she muttered as she placed the 
head of his cock at the lips of her naked pussy.

A rush ran through her at the sensation. Both 
teenagers paused a second, then he slowly pushed 
forward with his hips, sinking his penis into her 
slick hole.

"Oh, fuck," she sighed in a long, deep breath.

Leon just grunted as he struggled to get all of his 
cock inside her small body. It was a tight squeeze, 
and Tina pushed her pelvis forward to help. When it 
was far enough in, she let go of him and leaned back 
again, her head now resting back on the wall. She 
placed her hands on her inner thighs and pushed them 
farther apart, trying to make it easier. Pain and 
pleasure was radiating through her body as the 
teenager's hard cock finally squeezed fully into her.

She felt so slutty, suddenly, which made her feel even 
hot for some reason. Here she was in the school dark 
room, sitting on the counter getting fucked by a guy 
she hated! She groaned loudly as he began slowly 
fucking in and out of her body.

She felt an orgasm building, sparks of excitement 
jolting through her with each thrust he made. 

I'm finally getting FUCKED! she thought desperately.

She wrapped her legs around him, her ankles crossing 
behind his back, just above his ass. She 
absentmindedly played with her breasts as she squirmed 
on the counter, his hands still firmly around her 
waist as he continued to fuck her.

She panted and grunted along with him as the slapping 
sound of his thrusts joined their sounds of pleasure 
in the small, red-dimmed room. He was pistoning his 
cock into her incredibly fast now, so fast it was 
almost painful. But then she found herself letting out 
a long, soft mewing sound. She was getting ready to 
cum!

"That's it, oh yeah, take it you little slut," he 
hissed at her. "You like my cock in you, whore? Fuck!"

"Oh, GOD!" she cried. He'd never talked like this when 
they were dating! 

She realized he had no emotional attachment to her 
now, though. She was just a slut who needed to get 
fucked by him, whereas back then they'd been boyfriend 
and girlfriend...

"Here I cum, bitch, I'm gonna cum!" he cried. 

Suddenly she came as he slammed his dick all the way 
inside her, harshly, and she made a high-pitched 
squeal as he did. Her body tensed then trembled as an 
orgasm, a real orgasm, rocked her body for the first 
time in months.

But he hadn't cum, she suddenly realized. Just as she 
wondered at this she felt his hard dick pull out from 
her.

"What are--" she panted breathlessly, when suddenly 
she knew. 

Before she could say anything to stop it he began 
squirting his cum over her belly, tits, and pussy. 
Long streams of cum stuck to her soft skin as he 
grunted, jerking himself to get the last of it out.

"Ah," he groaned, when it was done. "Couldn't... cum 
in you, no condom..."

Her orgasm, still a warm, fuzzy feeling in her body,  
didn't stop Tina from managing to angrily slide off 
the counter and yell at him.

"I'm on the PILL, you fucking IDIOT!" she cried. She 
looked down at her body. "You came all over me!!!"

He chuckled. "Yeah, I did," he said. "Whoo, that was 
fun..."

He began to get dressed. 

"FUCK YOU!" she yelled. She grabbed her clothes, 
stepped away from him, and began to dress.

Her back to him, she looked around for something to 
wipe the cum off with. There was nothing. Not knowing 
what else to do, she began to rub the cum into her 
skin. It would be sticky, but better than if she got 
it on her clothes.

When she was done dressing she stepped out of the 
darkroom, the polaroid that had started this 
"encounter" in her now sticky hand. Leon was waiting.

"I want the rest of those pictures, NOW!" she demanded 
in a low, hard voice.

"The other three are at home," he said, a grin on his 
face. "Feel free to come over any time and earn the 
rest."

His laughter filled the room before he opened the door 
and headed into the now deserted hallway.

Tina's lower lip began to tremble. She walked across 
the room and sat down at a table and thought to 
herself, Why did I do that? 

And then she began to sob. She felt miserable and 
disgusted with herself for allowing Leon to pretty 
much use her. How could I be so weak? she wondered 
miserably.

Minutes ticked by as Tina's despair grew. But then, 
quite suddenly, she calmed down. She managed to 
convince herself that nothing that bad had just taken 
place: she'd fucked him before, so it wasn't that 
slutty to do it again. And besides, she'd been horny 
still from the waking-masturbatory session she'd had, 
and frustrated from the length of time it'd been since 
her last good fuck. Leon had just been lucky enough to 
make his move with her in such a confused state.

"Chalk it up to experience," she softly said to 
herself. 
 
She stood up, checked her appearance in the mirror (a 
little disheveled but otherwise fine), and smiled.

No way I'm fucking him again, she thought 
determinably. But if worst came to worst, she could 
SAY she was going to... then steal the pictures!

The thought of the massive blue-balls he'd have after 
something like that made her smile genuinely as she 
exited the room. 


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END OF CHAPTER TWO
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