Lost Innocence

She was sitting beside him as him came in closer and brushed her hair from her one eye. She flushed and turned her head, but he gently pulled her chin back toward him and then it happened. He kissed her. Never had she been kissed before. The excitement. The fire in her body coming alive. Such feelings she had never experienced before. She thought she should have her eyes closed as she saw sometimes on the movies and so she closed them. Sweet soft kisses kept coming to her lips. Taking her breath away. Her tender nipples so hard, they hurt brushing against her training bra. Then she felt his hand. He touched her young, tender, breasts. What was happening? Was she ready for this? The fear and excitement clouded her mind. His kisses started to get faster and harder, grabbing her supple breasts. Before she knew what was happening, he had laid her down onto the seat. Forcing her down. The boys free hand went up her dress and to her moistened panties. She tried to pull away at this point. His solid weight pinned her down. His other hand in her blouse, pulling her perky tits, pink and tender out of the training bra. Trying to fight to get free, but yet the thrill of the hot, hard kisses, bruising her lips. His other hand ripped her panties off and undid his pants. Her own body betraying her as he touched her clitoris. She felt the hot, hard stab between her legs. Forcing his way in. The searing pain, hot and shooting. Tears streaming down her face. In and out, each time stabbing deeper. Faster and harder, his body slapping against hers. She was lost somewhere. He made a weird noise and his body stiffened.