Naked Girl: Part 2
It is still summer and Gabby is home alone. She wants to go out and play with her neighbors but after what happened last time she is apprehensive.
“Hey, Ball Girl,” she was greeted with her normal nickname when she approached the group. She waved to them shyly. Manuel, one of the shorter boys, snatched the ball from her and dropped it so they could all start kicking it. There was a part of the street the kids had designated as the goal posts a long time ago. Gabriella sighed with relief as a little of her apprehension melted away. Seeing Manuel act normally was reassuring.
They all played together until the sun started to go down. One by one, parents would come outside to shout for their kids to return for supper, or at least shout out of their apartment windows. Gabriella’s mother was working late and was not home though and soon she was the only one left apart from Manuel who ignored his mother’s call the first time. After she yelled at him again, he approached Gabriella.
“Want to come over to my place?” he offered.
She bit her lip. “Are you going to do something weird to me again?” she asked cautiously. After her last visit to Manuel’s house she had done her best to avoid a similar situation again. Though she had more or less participated willingly, she still came to worry that they had done something wrong the more she pondered on it later.
“Depends on what you mean by weird.” Manuel shrugged as he entered his apartment complex. Gabriella waited in the dimming light of the setting sun for a minute, staring at all of the apartments where her friends had vanished. When the street lights began to flicker on, a shudder went down her spine. She was cold and covered in sweat from playing. She wanted to go home but the thought that no one was there waiting for her bothered her.
Finally she ran into the complex and up the stairs that led to Manuel’s floor. She left her ball in the street, assuming none of the other kids would steal it. Everyone knew it was hers after all. Mrs. Gomez answered the door when Gabriella knocked. “Can I help you?” she was surprised. “Gosh, you look cold. Shouldn’t you get home and take a shower? Is Olivia home right now?”
Gabriella shook her head. “Gosh darn it. Manny and Wanda just went into the bath together. I’m sure they won’t mind if you join them.” Gabriella’s face lit up. She was feeling far too lonely to hide her excitement. “Alright, you can borrow some of Manny’s clothes. I don’t think Wanda’s would fit you.”
Mrs. Gomez took her by the hand and led her through the apartment and to the bathroom. “Mom, shut the door!” Manuel shouted the moment she opened it.
“Oh shut up.” Mrs. Gomez pushed Gabriella into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Manny was standing in the tub with his hands covering his crotch. Wanda was sitting down in a foamy mass of bubbles that obscured almost everything but her eyes from view.
“Hi.” Gabriella waved shyly.
“It’s just you,” Manuel sighed with relief. “Is Mrs. Sanchez out today?” Gabriella nodded. “Well then you can take a bath with Wanda. I’ll just wait.” Manuel stepped out of the tub. As he walked past Gabriella, she grabbed his hand to stop him. “What?” He stared at her in confusion. “I’m not gonna bathe with you.”
“Why not? It’s not like you haven’t seen it all before,” she reminded him shyly.
Manuel gulped as he recalled the day he forced her to strip naked before entering his room. “This is different. This time I’m naked too,” he explained.
“So?” She took off her tank top over her head and stared straight at him. Reluctantly he walked back to the bathtub and sat down on the opposite side from Wanda. Gabriella lowered her shorts and panties slowly and then covered her chest with one hand and her crotch with the other.
“Are you shy?” Wanda asked her loudly. “It’s okay, you can face me. Just keep your back to Manny. He doesn’t need to know what you look like anyway.”
“Thank you,” Gabriella giggled as she stepped into the tub. Wanda was adorably considerate. She sat down in the tub between them with her back facing Manuel. He seemed relieved that she was not staring at him either.
Wanda immediately began soaping Gabriella’s front. Gabriella responded in kind, using the soap to scrub the little girl’s head and shoulders. “Are you Manny’s girlfriend?” Wanda suddenly asked.
“What? Why?” Gabriella was caught off guard.
“Because he always talks about how pretty your skin is.” Wanda rubbed her front a little harder for emphasis.
“That’s kinda out of context,” Manuel tried to explain. “She’s always wearing such skimpy clothes and her skin looks like it’d be much rougher than it is.” Manual touched Gabriella’s back and ran his hand up until he was touching the back of her head and even tracing his fingers through her hair.
Wanting to feel his touch a little more, she scooted backwards in the tub. Her butt immediately came into contact with something hard and hot. Before she could yelp, Manuel covered her mouth. “Don’t scream,” he whispered in her ear.
Gabriella nodded to let him know he could uncover her mouth. She had been surprised but she somewhat knew it was to be expected. When he continued to touch her hair, she felt the need to respond. She reached behind her back and touched the tip of what she knew, despite never having seen it up close before, was his penis. He sucked in a large breath as a chill ran through his whole body. It was a sensitive part that no one but himself had ever touched before.
“Manny, you sound weird,” Wanda giggled. “Why are you two so quiet?”
Manual opened his mouth to answer but only gasped when Gabriella suddenly pushed his penis downward and slid further back so that she was sitting in his lap with his cock nuzzled in-between her legs from behind. The soap obscured it from view but it was now poking out in front of her crotch, rubbing against the soft hot flesh of her bare cunt.
Manual yanked on her hair, turning her head so he could look at her inquisitively. She simply bit her lip and moaned, trying to convey that she just could not help it. She rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing her cunt against the top of his shaft. It felt wet and warm and nearly made him jolt.
Gabriella was panting as she pressed her hand against the underside of the shaft, stimulating it from both sides. “Are you okay?” Wanda could see the blissful expression on her face and her slightly open mouth. Her eyes were going in and out of focus.
“I’m fine, I’m just really enjoying the bath,” Gabriella made a poor excuse.
“Really? I like bathing with Manny too. It feels nice when he washes my hair. His hands are big and they are always warm.”
“I like the way Manny’s hands feel too,” Gabriella gasped.
“Wanda, aren’t you done yet? Maybe you should get out and give Gabby and me more room.”
Wanda looked disheartened at being excluded but she had been in the bath for longer. “Alright,” she mumbled as she stood up and turned on the shower head to rinse herself off. As soon as she stepped out of the tub, Manuel pushed Gabriella to the other side. Wanda took her time drying off. “Don’t get all wrinkly,” she warned the two of them when she left the bathroom.
Manual wasted no time after the two of them were finally alone. He pushed on Gabriella’s back so that she was leaning forward. Then he lifted her by the waist and sat her on her knees. She rested her elbows on the bottom of the tub. He reached around with one hand and held it in front of her crotch in order to guide his cock. With one thrust, he jabbed it into her cunt.
They both screamed at the same time, him because his cock bent slightly and her because it tore through her hymen. She bit her own arm to stifle the noise while he bit her shoulder. “Are you okay,” he asked as soon as he was calm enough.
She shook her head. Looking back at him he could see tears in her eyes despite the fact that Wanda had left the shower head running. He pulled his cock out of her and was shocked to see traces of blood. With the soapy bath water he rinsed in clean while sliding to the far side of the tub. Gabriella slid away as well and crumpled up into a ball under the running water. Manuel was concerned about the state of her bleeding but he could not see well underneath the soapy water.
“I thought it was supposed to feel good?” she groaned after a while. She was clutching her stomach as it had begun to cramp. “This feels like my period except I also feel like I’ve been stabbed with a knife.”
“Don’t talk about my penis like it’s a dangerous weapon,” Manuel scolded her.
“Isn’t it? Guys always go around stabbing girls with them, don’t they?”
“You’re the one who started it today,” he reminded her. “Didn’t it feel good at first?”
“I think you missed though. You must have punctured something.”
“I don’t think my penis is hard enough to puncture you,” he argued.
“It’s pretty hard.” She slid back over to his side and grabbed the shaft. To her surprise it was quite limp. “Oh my god, the bone is broken.”
“There are no bones in my penis!” Manuel almost shouted.
“Keep it down. Do you want Mrs. Gomez to come in here and ask what we’re doing? Do you think she already suspects something?”
“To be fair we were about to before…” Manuel did not finish his sentence. Though they had been quite obviously fooling around, he had not really thought about the fact that they had been about to have sex. Though he knew exactly what it was and that older kids did it too, he still felt they were not doing the same thing. Now he realized that this is how all kids start; normal curiously turns into the actual thing. Adults are far less mature than he originally thought. He assumed they just all knew what to do when they turned a certain age.
The thought alone was enough to make him chuckle. “What are you laughing at?” Gabriella did not find their current predicament funny. “What if I have to tell Mrs. Gomez that you stabbed me with your penis? What if I have to go to the hospital?”
“Is it still bleeding?” Manuel pulled her legs apart by her ankles.
“Hey, don’t look.” Her face turned bright red.
“I’ve seen it before,” he laughed as he touched the outside of her cunt.
“Don’t, it’s really sore.”
“I don’t think it’s still bleeding.” He examined it closely. “Maybe if we just clean it a little.” He took the bath brush from the hook on the wall of the shower and ran the bristles over her cunt. Her eyes went wide and she gritted her teeth.
“Que mierda!” she spat in Spanish.
“Where did you learn to swear like that?” Manuel laughed. Both of them were from Hispanic families but it was a rule that they try to speak English as much as possible. Their parents assumed it would help them later in life to know both languages without a noticeable accent.
“Just knock it off.” Gabriella tried to grab the brush from him. He swatted her hands away and started scrubbing again. The sensation of each bristle scrapping her sensitive cunt and even her clitoris was too much for her. She began to froth at the mouth as she jerked around on her back in the water. Manuel was intrigued by the sight. He had no idea that girls were so sensitive when it came to their private parts.
When he finally stopped, she was exhausted. She was just lying on her back in the water with foam running down her the sides of her mouth. “You’re such a tomboy but I can’t stop thinking you look really cute right now.” Manuel brushed her cheek affectionately.
She finally sat up. Before he could react, she grabbed the bath brush and whacked him over the head with it. “You only call me cute when you’re making me loopy.”
“You’re loopy face is adorable,” he continued to laugh while rubbing the new lump on his head.
“Why do you treat my body like a toy?” she demanded.
“You like it.”
“No I don’t. It hurts sometimes and it’s really embarrassing.”
“Okay, the fact that you let me do it even though it’s so embarrassing, that’s what I like. You’d rather put up with it then get mad enough to make me stop. No other girl I know would do that. I just like pushing you around because I can.”
“That’s not fair. Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should,” she was moping now.
“I know.” He stroked her cheek again. “At the end of it all, I’m not doing anything you’re not letting me.”
She pondered for a moment. He was surprised when she reached down to touch his cock again. “Won’t it get hard again?” she asked hopefully.
“It will if you keep touching it, but why? We’re not going to have sex, are we?”
She shook her head. “Remember when Henry was playing with my mouth the other day. It felt really weird but I want to know what would happen if you put your penis inside my mouth.”
“Um, you do know that that is how I pee, right?”
“I know. It seems like something wrong, doesn’t it? I guess that’s what I think of when you tell me I let you do things. I want to try everything our parents tell us not to do. I have a feeling that’s what feels best and they just don’t want us figuring it out.”
“I get it but I also don’t. How does our parents telling us not to have sex relate to you putting my penis in your mouth.”
“Just tell me how it feels.” She wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock and sucked it into her mouth. He gasped and threw his head back. “Is that the loopy face I’m always making?” she teased him.
“It’s slimy and warm and yet also cold,” he tried to explain the sensation.
“My mouth is hot.” She breathed out on his cock to make a point. “But your penis is even hotter,” she explained. “This is so much easier than taking it inside my belly. I can move my tongue around and I’m used to swallowing large food so it doesn’t hurt.”
“Just remember, this isn’t food. Please don’t bite,” he begged her. She scraped her teeth against his shaft to tease him. His eyes went wide as the sensation rippled through him. “Is this what it felt like when I used the brush?” he gasped.
“Maybe. I don’t know what it’s like to have a penis. I like it when you make faces though. It makes me feel like I’m doing something well.” She pressed her head down, moving his cock into her mouth entirely. He continued to breathe heavily, enjoying the feeling of the moist yet also dry walls of her mouth sliding along and at other times tugging on his shaft.
When she pushed far enough that the tip hit the back of her mouth, she decided to try going further. She swallowed intentionally, trying to open up the back of her mouth. This caused her mouth to squeeze around his shaft. He did not notice the muscles in his groin spasming at first. Slowly the sensation built until he could not take it. He pulled on her hair and yanked her off of him. She stared with her eyes wide and her mouth open as a stream of white goo squirted out of his cock and landed across her face. The next stream hit her in the eye, causing her to flinch. The last one landed in her open mouth.
“Ew.” She spat it out quickly.
“Is it bad?” Manuel was suddenly embarrassed.
“No, it doesn’t really taste like anything.” Gabriella scooped some of the cum from her nose and put it in her mouth to give it a second taste.
“What are you doing?” Manuel was surprised.
“Well, I just had your penis in my mouth. It’s not like it’s clean in there right now. I’ll brush my teeth later.”
“And it really tastes like nothing?” Manuel asked.
“Do you want to taste it?” she asked smugly. He shook his head. “Well it tastes a little like plain old saliva or maybe like a loogie.”
“Then it’s not so bad,” Manuel was relieved.
Gabriella was slightly annoyed though. She stood up and pressed her lips to his, kissing him while depositing some of her own spit into his mouth.
He spat it out immediately. “What are you doing?”
“It’s not so fun when it’s not your own spit, is it?” she asked.
“I guess not.” His cheeks were turning red.
“Wait, did you like that?” she was taken aback.
“Not the spit… well I didn’t actually mind the spit. I just…” before he could continue through his muddled explanation, she kissed him again. He responded in kind. At first it was just their lips but soon they were exploring each other’s mouth with their tongues. He pushed her against the side of the shower and pressed his knee into her crotch. She gasped but he refused to release her lips.
His still semi-erect cock was pressing into her belly button; a constant reminder of what she had just been doing on her knees a moment ago. They remained that was for several minutes; two naked kids kissing in the bath, one with fresh cum on her face.
Eventually Manuel lowered his hips so the tip of his cock was pressing against her cunt. She tried to shake her head but he was kissing her to hard. When she moved her hands to his waist to push him away, he grabbed them and pinned them above her head, his large hands grasping her tiny wrists. His cock was still slightly floppy and kept missing going into her cunt. She gasped against his lips every time it slithered between her wet thighs.
Finally he pressed it up inside her. She felt her organs contract in anticipation. Her eyes widened when she felt his shaft scrapping against the remains of her hymen. She looked him in the eyes and tried to convey her discomfort. She was almost screaming against his lips. He raised his hips and actually lifted her off her feet. She wiggled as he kept her pressed to the wall of the shower. Her stomach felt like it was on fire. He was not thrusting yet. So far all she felt was the pressure of his cock touching her ruined hymen. She knew she could not take it if he began to move.
Finally she broke her mouth away from his. Immediately she began to beg. “Why don’t I go back to licking it? You liked that right? What if I could take it deeper? If I sleep over tonight, we can try getting it further inside. If I hang my head off the side of your bed and keep my neck straight, I’ll bet you can get it into my throat. I’ll even swallow what comes out this time.”
“Are you really in that much pain?” Manuel asked. Gabriella nodded while wincing. “My insides are on fire. I want to puke my guts out. Please just put me down.”
Reluctantly, Manuel lowered her to the floor of the bath. The moment he pulled his now almost stiff cock out of her, her legs gave way. She collapsed on the bottom of the tub panting heavily. She had tears in her eyes but was almost laughing from the relief. “God, I didn’t think you were strong enough to lift me with just your penis.”
Manuel could not help but chuckle as well. “Do you really want to stay over?” he asked.
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep my promise. The inside of my mouth is yours to stab with your penis as much as you want.”
“That’s not what I meant. Mrs. Sanchez is not home, right? I’m sure Mom wouldn’t mind if you stayed over tonight. You could sleep in Wanda’s room… until she fell asleep,” he added a stipulation after some thought.
“I see. You’re really selfish. Can’t a girl rest? Isn’t there a rule, girls can’t wear clothes in your room. You want me to knock on your door at midnight, bare naked with my mouth open and waiting.”
Manuel looked embarrassed as he nodded. “Be on your knees with your tongue hanging out. The more saliva the easier it’ll slide in. If it’s not wet enough, you’ll get rug burn when I thrust inside.”
“I’m always getting cuts on my knees during soccer,” she reminded him.
“Good, because you’re gonna have a few different marks to cover up.” He pointed to her shoulder where he had bit her earlier. It had already started to turn yellow. By tomorrow it was going to be a full bruise.
“I feel kinda naughty,” she admitted. “You’re gonna mark me all over; inside and out. I’m your girl to do whatever you want with.” Manuel kissed her again to express his agreement.
Both of them were exhausted but they still had to finish washing up. The cum on her face had become stringy and sticky. It took several attempts and a lot of soap to get it completely off.