Tattooed brunette coed has her teen pussy drilled on the couch
Ep. 01 Tramps Like Us
Rachel was in tears as she walked home. It was easily a two and a half mile walk but she had little choice. It started out so great: Scott Lister asked her to the senior prom. THE Scott Lister captain of the Arkham High School football team asked fatty Rachel Tarunen to the prom.
She had been heavy all her life. Part of her size problems came from genetics but her bookish nature and her love of cookies and pastries were mostly to blame. She was the type that would rather curl up with her well-worn copy of Fellowship of the Ring and some Oreos instead of exercise. And she didn t necessarily think that this was a bad thing. But the ostracism had been getting worse and worse. It wasn t so bad in elementary school she was rather well-liked and had quite a few friends. It wasn t until middle school that the teasing began worsening through high school. She never thought it would get this bad though.
It started out so perfectly. Scott showed up in a beautiful white limo and he looked like a movie star in his tux. She felt just like Molly Ringwald in some bad John Hughes movie. And when he held her close in the limo she thought she would faint dead away right then. Then they arrived at the reception hall where the prom was being held which was when he decided to abandon her. She waited patiently while he socialized with his teammates then he just disappeared. It wasn t until she went to the ladies room that she found him with Jessica Davis the head cheerleader with his head between her legs. That was bad enough.
Thankfully neither of them noticed her nor did they hear her as she made her way back to the main room. She took her seat and waited patiently for Scott to come back. When he finally returned she confronted him as loudly as she could thinking what few friends she had would stand behind her.
Instead everyone laughed as Scott said Do you really think that I d go out with a fat cow like you?
With that she ran but not without tripping on her high heels and sprawling across the floor which seemed to entertain the crowd even more. The memory only served to bring the tears in even greater force. Carrying her shoes she began walking faster. Then as if she weren t miserable enough it started down pouring.
Great she mumbled to herself now God is laughing at me.
She didn t even care as two vehicles a car and a van ran through a mud puddle and soaked her to the bone the last of which was blaring loud raucous music. She cursed at them and kept walking. It was then that she saw the death metal-mobile turn around. Oh goodie she thought to herself I guess once wasn t enough for that asshole. The van drove a little further down the road and approached her slowly.
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Randy drove along at a fairly good clip on his way back to the dorm at Miskatonic. He d had a fairly successful gig in Somerville and was in good spirits. He liked college much more than his brief stint in high school. He might have stuck around for the full four years had it not been for that incident during his freshman year.
He had always been one of the geeks in school. He was extremely bright with a keen aptitude with math and computers. He was also fluent in Japanese and Korean due to the fact that his mother emigrated from Seoul with her family when she was in her teens. His grandparents didn t speak a word of English so in order to communicate with them he learned his mother s language. His father was a successful businessman who made regular trips abroad. At first his grandparents objected to their daughter marrying a white man but he won them over with his knowledge and apparent respect for their culture. And at least he waited until Randy s kid sister was born to start fucking around . . . the son of a bitch. He just up and left when Randy was twelve and his sister was only four.
That was the beginning of when things got harder. He withdrew into his books and video games although he had a few good friends some of whom were even geekier and nerdier than him. They d spend hours playing AD&D and watching Mystery Science Theater 3000. It was from those times where his friends affectionately dubbed him Rex Dart Eskimo Spy or just plain Rex. The jocks were all asses to him sure but most of the time he was able to ignore them.
It was at the beginning of his freshman year at Arkham High that the worst of them Scott Lister thought it would be funny to trip a chubby girl on her way to class. She fell straight to the floor her books strewn about. Scott and his buddies thought it was a riot. Randy helped the girl to her feet and gathered her books and she smiled gratefully. Her smile melted his heart which only served to enrage him further at Scott.
C mon man what d she ever do to you? Randy yelled.
What s the matter Rex Dart?! Scott laughed. Mad cause I tripped your fat assed girlfriend? That last bit amused his cronies even more.
Don t be an asshole Scott Randy seethed.
What you call me punk? You better watch your back you little pansy. With that Scott stormed off his crew in tow.
Now Randy had to admit that the girl was quite cute especially the way her smile brought out the dimples in her chubby cheeks. Unlike a lot of the girls at school this girl had real curves. Granted they were rather large curves but Randy didn t think that this was a big issue. In fact he rather liked it.
The rest of the school day went without incident so Randy thought Scott was only bluffing as always. After school however he realized just how wrong he was. The entire Arkham High School football team encircled him and Scott. Scott proceeded to beat the tar out of him in front of the entire ninth grade class. If that wasn t humiliating enough the entire team took turns teabagging Randy when he was down. He blacked out but not before he saw the chubby girl he stood up for look on in horror then run in tears. His friends brought him home and explained to Randy s mother why her son was bruised and bloodied. She had gone to the police but not before pulling him out of school.
He was home schooled for the next two years. The police investigated the incident but curiously no one saw what happened. Randy s friends or as he called them Rex Dart s Eyes on the Inside related to him that Scott threatened everyone into silence everyone who cared that is. Which Randy knew wasn t really that many - just his friends and that girl. Randy wracked his brain trying to remember her name . . . he knew it began with an R . Was it Rita Rhiannon . . .? It was at the tip of his tongue he knew in the off chance he ever saw her again he d remember.
Randy was accepted into Miskatonic University on a full computer scholarship. Thanks to his grandfather he began studying Tae Kwon Do and through one of his fellow students discovered heavy metal music. Randy had already been playing classical guitar since he was two so the transition to electric guitar was an easy one for him. In college he began hanging out with other musicians soon growing his hair out and wearing a lot of black. It didn t take long for him to be invited into one of the death metal bands in the area. When he was only seventeen he became the lead guitarist of a band called Bloody Solstice.
He quickly grew to love being in a band. For the first time in his life crowds cheered for him. Girls asked him out and guys respected him things he wasn t really used to. Through it all he kept in touch with his old friends inviting them to some of the band s parties and putting them on the guest list of every all-ages gig Bloody Solstice took part in. According to them most everyone in school had forgotten about him and to his own surprise Randy didn t care as much as he thought he would.
A pothole snapped him out of his thoughts. Fuck! he exclaimed out loud.
He pulled over as soon as he could to check to see if there was any damage noticing that it was pouring out. Satisfied that there wasn t any damage to his van he turned around to go back to the driver s side. It was then he noticed that he had soaked a pedestrian. Helluva night for a walk he thought to himself. He noticed that it was a woman a somewhat familiar one but he couldn t tell through the rain.
He got back into the van and turned it around he must ve soaked the hell out of her so the least he could do was offer her a ride to wherever she was going. He recognized the woman as he passed her a second time. He saw that she was wearing what was once a beautiful prom dress but the rain and mud had soaked it through and ruined it.
God dammit what was her name? he screamed mentally. Was it Renee Rebecca Ramona Raquel Rosemary . . .?
Turning around he approached her slowly turning his CD player off as he did so. He opened the passenger side window and called out Are you all right? feeling a little idiotic doing so. She didn t look all right in fact she looked like she was having the worst night of her life.
She turned to him and glared hatefully. I m FINE thank you she growled.
Randy s eyes went wide as her name came crashing into his memory.
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Rachel Tarunen? the long-haired Asian guy behind the wheel said staring bug-eyed at her.
Do I know you? she continued to growl. She was still pissed. Bastard probably is some psycho who thinks he found the perfect mark.
C mon get in he said with a warm smile.
Come to think of it she thought he does look kind of familiar but it can t be him not in a million years.
Please he continued softly you re going to catch pneumonia in this rain. At least in here you can warm up and dry off a little.
Her shoulders slumped as she accepted his offer and got into the van. Sitting in the passenger seat she examined him closer. He was handsome in a sort of heavy metal rocker sort of way and he was obviously of Oriental descent. He wore a sleeveless black shirt and black jeans. His hair was also black long and wavy well past his toned tattooed shoulders. Only his smile was familiar to her.
You still didn t answer my question she said softer this time. Do I know you?
Put it to you this way he replied this isn t the first time Rex Dart has come to your rescue. Except this time I won t be teabagged for my efforts.
Oh my god Randy?! Rachel shouted.
That s me Rachel he replied with a smile.
Wow you ve changed! she said. Randy I felt so bad that those guys beat you up and humiliated you like that because of me.
Don t Randy said putting his hand on her shoulder with a warm smile. I m proud to have defended the honor of a lovely lady like yourself.
She really did look really damned good even with her hair matted and tangled her makeup streaked and her gown wet and caked with mud. Her deep brown eyes her bright sincere smile and those dimples outshone all the grime.
Oh please Randy. You better get your eyes checked. I m fat and ugly and look at me! I m a mess!
Randy reached out back and grabbed a towel handing it to her. Hope you don t mind that it smells a little. It s the towel I take with me to Tae Kwon Do classes. But it should get you dried off and some of the mud off of you. And there s a hairbrush in my glove box which you re welcome to. But Rachel you re totally not ugly. You do look like you ve had the worst night of your life however. What the Hell happened?
Rachel noticed that he didn t disagree with her assessment of her size but she let it go that time. She then related her story from the very beginning from the point of Scott asking her to the prom to her humiliation at his and Jessica s hands.
Just one question: why did you accept his offer knowing what a creep he is? he asked.
He convinced me that he felt really bad about all the horrible things he had done both to you and to me. And silly me I wanted to believe that there was some good in him. Look where it got me . . .
It s not all bad. Yeah your dress is ruined and all that money your family must ve spent on your dress went down the shitter . . . and you were utterly humiliated in front of people that in a few months you ll never see again. But you ended up seeing an old friend again one who is determined to make this night a good one for you.
You re really sweet Randy but no thanks. I just want to go home and forget this night ever happened. Besides why would you want to be with a fat cow like me? You ve probably got chicks all begging for a piece.
Randy began getting annoyed. First of all quit downing yourself I hate it when girls do that shit. Secondly none of them interest me. I m too busy to deal with someone in dire need of a cheeseburger and fifty IQ points. Thirdly you say you re fat like it s a bad thing. Now buckle in the least I can do is drive you home.
Rachel was too tired to argue and she had to admit that she was enjoying Randy s company. She complied and asked him to relate what had happened since he left school and what s with the Rex Dart thing? I thought your name was Randy Eriksen and that you were Japanese or Korean.
My mother s from South Korea. Her birth name is Cho Ji-Won but when she came to America Grandfather changed her name to Jennifer Cho. Anyway my friends called me Rex Dart because of an episode of Mystery Science Theater 3000.
I love that show! Which one was it?
The one where they do Godzilla VS Megalon Randy said with a smile. Anyway I got my name from that and the fact that I was the only Asian kid in our little group. It didn t bother me though I knew they liked me and I thought it was funny. After I left school Grandmother tutored me at home. Thankfully she was a teacher in Seoul a very good one too. My grandfather owns the local Tae Kwon Do studio and is also the head instructor. He taught me so another incident would never happen again.
Sounds like your family loves you very much.
Randy smiled and said Yeah my sister and I are very lucky. Grandfather felt that it was wrong for me to be punished for defending a woman s honor. Now if Scott gives you shit I can properly stand up for you it would be an honor for me.
Rachel blushed and said Thank you Randy.
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Randy drove for a bit in silence Rachel relaxing in the passenger seat. Glancing at the dashboard Randy said Looks like our little roadside chat kinda ate up my gas. No worries though my favorite gas station is coming up!
He then pulled into a store marked Kim s Citgo . I know the guy who owns this place. Is there anything I can get you?
Rachel reached into her purse and pulled out a ten-dollar bill. A pack of Turkish Jades a Diet Coke and Reese s. Oh sorry am I allowed to smoke in your van?
Randy opened the ashtray which was stuffed with spent cigarettes. All I ask is that you don t set my van on fire. Looking at the ashtray he said While I m here I better empty this bad boy out eh? Heheheh. With that he left the van.
Rachel sat alone with her thoughts occasionally glancing at Randy. She really did appreciate him sticking up for her back then. At that time she found him cute in an awkward nerdy way but she never thought of him like that . Looking at him now thinking of him in that way was nearly possible to avoid. He grew into a lean muscular young man but with a round soft face with kind eyes and a warm smile . . . and a tight cute butt.
No way in Hell he d want a girl like me she thought to herself.
Still she couldn t help but notice a little bit of his old awkward self come through when he looked at her and if she wasn t mistaken he did say something about her weight not bothering him. However she wasn t a hundred percent sure what exactly he was getting at.
The dome light came on as Randy sat down in the driver s seat handing her a small plastic bag and her change. With a mock Korean accent and a laugh he said Old Kim he say You make sure you bring her home safe! Mr. Kim is great - I ve known him my entire life.
Starting the van he added Are you sure you don t want a bite at Denny s or something? My treat!
Rachel lit up a cigarette and offered the lighter to Randy who lit up one of his own. No thank you really she said with a smile. I just want to get home get out of these clothes and take a shower. She put her hand on his leg and said I don t ever want to forget this night though.
Randy smiled and said Okay I ll get you home. Just guide me and I ll get you there safely.
Rachel gave him easy directions although deliberately giving him the long way there as she didn t want the night to end. She feared that she d never see Randy again. After a period of silence Rachel gulped took a deep breath and said Do you really think I m pretty?
Randy smiled and said I do. I always have actually. In fact I developed a bit of a crush on you in middle school but after the fight I never thought I d see you again.
Rachel was stunned. Randy had a crush on her? Wow she said. My body doesn t turn you off?
Clearing his throat Randy said No quite the opposite actually.
Rachel was stunned even more. She couldn t believe that someone could be physically attracted to her. Can I ask how exactly? she inquired still skeptical. I m sorry but I m not used to guys thinking that I m pretty let alone sexy.
Well to be blunt I like girls with a large pillowy butt big boobs and a soft belly.
Rachel blushed harder than she ever had in her life. She was a little embarrassed at Randy s bluntness but nevertheless appreciated what he was saying. All she could choke out was Yeah?
Yeah. I ve always thought you were really beautiful. I could just never muster the nerve to tell you.
How come?
Well you were pining for Scott Lister so I didn t think a gangly geek like me had a chance in Hell.
I am so so sorry Randy. I m sorry it took me so long to fully realize what an asshole that guy really is. I feel so stupid now . . . Putting her hand back on his leg and gently squeezing it she smiled and said . . . and thank you.
Randy clasped her hand with his and gave it an affectionate squeeze smiling at her. It was at that moment that it became painfully obvious that this is the first time in his entire life that a woman has ever touched him in a remotely sexual way. Clearing his throat he said How about a little music.
Nothing too brutal okay? At least not yet she replied.
Not a problem - I ve got a bunch of music in here. In fact I ve got a CD that has something quite fitting.
He pulled over briefly to get a burned mix CD adjusting the erection in his pants as subtly as he could while doing so. Rachel noticed however and tried to stifle a slight giggle. Randy caught it and turned the potentially embarrassing situation into a joke.
AAAAH!! Much better . . . anyhoo I figured a little Springsteen would be in order.
He put in the CD and selected a track. At that moment Born to Run began playing The Boss telling the story of two alienated teenagers in love. Rachel had to admit that the song was quite appropriate for that moment.
Good choice she said. I ve always felt that this was Bruce s best song.
Randy nodded and began singing Will you walk with me out on the wire? Cause baby I m just a scared and lonely rider but I gotta know how it feels . . . I wanna know if love is wild babe I wanna know if love is real . . .
Rachel had to fight back the tears she had never been serenaded before. She took his hand into hers and said I ll walk with you anywhere if I can and placed his hand on her thigh.
After a time the pair finally pulled in front of Rachel s house. Randy sighed heavily and said Well here you are safe and sound my dear.
Rachel reached over and put the van in park then grabbed Randy s shirt pulling him in for a passionate kiss. He was shocked by her bold move and even Rachel was caught off guard by her own aggressiveness as this wasn t in her normally timid nature. But the swelling of emotion and the tingling between her thighs could no longer be denied - she wanted Randy and wanted him badly. She wanted to feel his hands on her naked body to feel his tongue in her pussy to feel his cock throbbing inside her to taste his cum on her tongue. She d never had sex or even kissed a boy but she d read enough of her mother s romance novels and watched enough of her father s pornos (without him knowing of course) to know how it was done.
Randy on the other hand only had the brief snippets of porn he d been able to download off the internet to go by. Of course he d had the talk with his grandfather and he had leafed through The Joy of Sex at the bookstore so had a fairly good idea of what to do. All he knew at that moment was that he was in unfamiliar territory but wherever Rachel wanted to go and whatever she wanted from him he would be happy to oblige. And he knew that he had just cum in his pants from when she kissed him like that.
When they finally came up for air Randy was the first to speak. All he could formulate was an enthusiastic Wow.
Yeah! Rachel said with a laugh. Well my parents are gone for the weekend if you want to come in.
Are you sure? I mean we don t have to do anything if you don t want to . . . you know if you want to wait . . . for you know . . . THAT.
Do you? I mean umm I m sorry if I m rushing you or if you want to stop it s okay.
No I don t think you re rushing me and I have no compunctions about sex before marriage or whatever.
I just don t want to make false assumptions about what s going to happen and I don t want anything to happen that will cause me to lose you again.
It s okay sweetie Rachel said taking his hand. I ve just been saving myself for someone special.
Me too Randy said.
You mean . . .?
Yeah I m still a virgin and while I know the basics I m not completely sure . . . well . . . what to do you know? All I do know for sure is that . . . Randy took a deep breath mustering the courage . . . is that I love you.
Rachel took his hand and placed it on her cheek to feel it wet with tears of joy. I love you too Randy! With that she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
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Randy turned off the van and escorted Rachel to her front door his hand never leaving hers. She led him to the living room and sat him down on the couch. If you don t mind I REALLY need a shower right now to get the mud off me.
Okay I ll still be here he said with a smile.
I promise I ll try not to be too long dearest.
She kissed him and went to her bedroom to get what few lacy things she had along with a satin nightgown. She then went into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She examined herself for the first time in the full view mirror something she had avoided doing all her life. She discarded her ruined nylons and took off her prom dress. In her bra and panties she looked at herself thinking on what Randy said to her. You look okay she said silently to her reflection but you need a shower. She peered down her panties and saw the unruly bush of pubic hair.
And some . . . grooming she whispered.
She opened the door a crack to let Randy know that there was a bathroom in her parents bedroom if he needed to go. She heard him thank her and then heard rapid footfalls over the running bathtub faucet. He must ve really had to go she thought to herself with a chuckle. She turned the shower on by pulling the stopper on the faucet then stepped in and began washing resisting the urge to linger as she sometimes did when soaping up her pussy.
She was glad for Randy that she let him know where the other toilet was because she knew that this was going to take longer than she previously anticipated. On the spur of the moment she decided that she would shave her pubic hair completely off. Each stroke of the razor brought her further shivers of pleasure to the point of being nearly unbearable.
Finally she was done so she dried herself off put a little makeup and perfume on and put her lacy underwear and satin nightgown on. Seeing herself dressed in the creme colored garments she found herself becoming even more turned on. She figured that it was her already high state of arousal that was causing this to happen. But she had to admit that if her reflection was standing before her in the flesh she wouldn t hesitate to go down on her big beautiful doppelganger. For the first time in her life she felt sexy . . . she felt desirable.
She stepped out of the bathroom went into her bedroom and locked the door. She lit a few scented candles put on some smooth jazz to set the mood then turned off the lights. She wanted her first time with Randy to be special if not perfect. She was grateful to her mother at that point for putting her on birth control in order to regulate her periods because she remembered that she didn t have any condoms and she suspected that Randy didn t either.
Rachel unlocked her door and called for Randy then reclined as seductively as she knew how on her bed. It didn t take him long to get to her room and when he opened the door his eyes bulged out with surprise. But the surprise was a pleasant one judging by the big grin on his face and the bulge in his pants.
Wow was all he could say.
He knew that Rachel was beautiful but he never imagined how sensual she would look in creme-colored satin and bathed in gentle candlelight. She smiled and motioned for him to join her on the bed. When he got close enough she pulled him down and wrapped her arms around him kissing him passionately. Randy reached down and grabbed as much of her ass he could and pressed her even closer. Rachel moaned appreciatively grinding her hips against him.
I want you so bad she whispered. Lay down on your back baby.
Randy obliged Rachel pulling his shirt off as he did so. His hairless chest was nicely toned but not rock hard - exactly what she liked.