TRAILER TRASH TEEN ch.2

"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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