The craving
By Jennifer alden
Chapter 1
Hina knew she wasn’t supposed to be in her parent’s room, her mother told her
three times that day to stay out. But her gift was hiding in there somewhere and she
was determined to find it, ass whooping be damned. What she did find was far more interesting than her birthday gift. In her fathers bed side nightstand she stumbled upon a few magazines that did not look like the kind her mom kept in the living room.
Hina sat down with a few of them in her lap looking at the glossy pictures of naked women and men doing all sorts of weird looking things to themselves and each other. She hadn’t the slightest idea what she found and why her dad kept them in his nightstand, but asking would get her in trouble because she wasn’t even supposed to be in here. The door swung open before she could put the magazines back or even hide.
Rose Hayes was furious. She had warned her only child multiple times that day to stay clear of her room and here she was being defiant as ever.
“Hina, what are you doing in here?! Didn’t I already tell you…..” When she got to where Hina was, what she saw made her freak out. Rose was speechless for the first thirty seconds, the slew of curses and screams that followed let Hina know what she was looking at was not for her eyes.
“Where did you find these? Oh lord, what are you doing?!” Rose screamed. “Nothing mama! Why are you screaming at me? It was in daddy’s draw.” Why was she mad at me? Hina wondered.
“I know I told you to stay out of here already, didn’t I?!” Rose began smacking her child’s bottom so hard her hand was throbbing. Her anger was a combination of her hard headed child being nosey and now finding the one thing she would have hoped her child would never find.
“Why do you have to be so hard headed?” Rose kept smacking away in the hopes of relieving her stress. “I’m sorry mama, owww, your hurting me. Mama, please!” Hina was begging for her life.
“Stay out of here, do you understand?!” Rose let go of her blubbering child and sent her off to her room “Yes mama, I’m sorry.”
At this point it wasn’t the fact that Hina was in her room, but now she had to explain to her five year old what she was looking at. No mother is ever ready for that, her baby needed to stay pure and innocent, but this was so not the case anymore. Rose knew Hina was a child who always had a million questions, and she knew after finding the Hustler and Playboy stash, that girl was going to have questions for days.
Charlie got home to find Rose sitting at the kitchen table. Her leg was shaking and she looked pissed. “Hey baby, what’s wrong?” He said softly. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?! Charlie would you like to know what my child found today?!”
He knew Hina was on the look out for her birthday surprise and he was in charge of hiding the baby doll and stroller set she had been begging for.
“Oh shit, she found the toys?” “I wish it was that simple. She found the magazines you keep in the nightstand!” He sank into the chair next to her. “Rose I’m so sorry. I didn’t think she would go into our room.” “I asked you a million times to put them in the top of the closet.”
He apologized profusely, went to the bedroom and grabbed all the magazines to throw them out. The last thing he ever wanted was Hina to be exposed to this kind of shit. For adults it was fine, but his precious five year old? Charlie felt like a complete ass.
Rose could have killed him but he was a good man and he was genuinely sorry. She knew about the porn mags, shit she flipped through the pages with him when he brought them home. It was a way for them to keep the fire going in their bedroom. Charlie had a dick most women dreamed about, he wore her ass out on a regular basis. The porn was just an extra additive that she had no problem agreeing to.
They met three years ago at her second job as a bartender at a night club. After she left Hina’s biological father when she was two, money was tight and bartending was the fastest way to raise some extra cash. He would sit at the bar and talk to her during her entire shift. The night he finally asked her out, she was against it. He was just a customer who needed someone to talk to and she didn’t know if she was ready to date again.
Charlie showed up one night with a dozen red roses and refused to take no for an answer. Her boss egged her on to go out with him, and he never did that. Most of the guys who came to the club were looking for a quickie and nothing else, but Charlie seemed different. He never flirted with the other girls, rarely danced, he just hung around the bar waiting to catch Rose’s attention.
She finally agreed and to her surprise he was the perfect gentleman. On their fourth date, she introduced him to her daughter. To Charlie, she was the most beautiful girl he ever laid eyes on. There was no way he could ever hurt Rose or her child for that matter, they just needed a man to protect them and he decided to fill in that void.
After a few more months of dating, he asked Rose to be his wife. She didn’t want to do it. Her past relationship was still clear in her memory, but she knew Charlie was nothing like her ex. “You have to promise me you will never hurt us. I mean it Charlie.” Rose cried to him that night. “I could never do that to you! I fucking love you. Any man who would walk away from you two is insane.” She took a chance on love and said yes.
He fell in love with his new family. Hina’s real father was a dead beat. The sperm donor, as Rose called him, never came to check on her or sent money for anything she might have needed. Charlie stepped up and filled that void. He asked Rose to quit her second job which she gladly complied to. There was no need for her to work extra hours because he paid of her bills within the few months they lived together.
One of the main things, besides her amazing spirit and out going personality that Charlie fell for was Rose’s pussy. He heard of the term “pussy whipped” but never experienced it until he had sex with her. How could her vagina stay so warm, wet and inviting? It was kind of like fucking a pillow filled with heated lotion. As for Rose, Charlie’s dick was perfect. It wasn’t too long for it to be uncomfortable and it wasn’t too short to make you wonder if it was in or not. He fulfilled her every carnal craving. They were a perfect match sexually, mentally and emotionally.
Rose and her ex would never watch porn together. Even when she said she didn’t mind, and that she rather enjoyed it, he kept that part of their lives separated. Charlie thought he hit the jackpot when she surprised him on their first Valentines. She prepared his favorite dish and after dinner she changed into the sexiest lingerie she could find. When he entered her bedroom, there were candles of all sizes lit every where, Teddy was playing on the cassette deck and the room smelled like vanilla incense.
She laid him across the bed and massaged his back muscles with warm lavender baby oil. She flipped on the VCR and a big breasted black beauty was getting her back blown out by three men with rather large dicks. Charlie turned to her and his eyes grew wide. “Rose! I didn’t know you were into this?” Immediately she felt ashamed, quickly grabbing for the remote to turn it off, but Charlie pulled it out of her grasp before she could stop the tape.
“I would have never imagined.” He laughed. “Imagined what? You think I’m a freak or something?” Rose was so embarrassed. “Yes you are a freak. I fucking love it.” They were so turned on by each other they made love until the sun came up the next morning. The porn playing in the back ground was just mood music at that point.
They had sex almost every night they were together after that. It was never a boring event, every experience was better than the last. He began to bring home all types of movies and porn mags for them to indulge in after they put Hina to bed. Rose’s pussy would throb at the very thought of her husband. Charlie brought it to her every time they did it. He liked it rough and she allowed him to fuck her as hard as he wanted, and no matter how hard they went, her pussy stayed wet. If it was up to him, he would live in it.
As Hina got older, she would hear things in the middle of the night. On one occasion when she was nine, she got up to use the bathroom. The light was on in her parent’s bedroom so she tiptoed to the door and pressed her ear against it. She heard her mother’s voice and her heart began to beat faster, Rose seemed to be crying and pleading with Charlie.
“What the hell?” Hina wanted to bust the door open and stop her dad from hurting her mother. Rose began to beg Charlie and he demanded that she shut the fuck up and take it. Hina had tears streaming from her face, what in the world were they doing. Why was her father talking to her mother that way? Didn’t he love her anymore? Was her hurting her? After what seemed like an eternity the noises diminished and Hina went back to bed. She sat up all night trying to make sense of what took place in her parent’s room. Eventually she drifted back to sleep. The next morning she came down to the kitchen to see her parents acting like nothing happened. Rose was at the stove cooking breakfast and Charlie was at the table reading the paper. Hina was confused. She wanted to say something, but she knew she wasn’t supposed to be up in the middle of the night, let alone snooping on her parents.
She figured they worked out what ever problem they were having and all was right with the world again. It wasn’t until a week later when she decided to eavesdrop again that she had a better understanding of what was really going on. Hina was sure her parents were putting on an act in front of her to keep her happy. She was convinced they were on the verge of a divorce and was keeping it a secret. Her ever curious mind would not allow them to keep her in the dark about what was really going on.
A plan was devised to get to the bottom of what was happening in her parent’s lives. Hina told her parent’s she was tired and wanted to go to bed right after dinner, this surprised them because her favorite show was coming on and she never missed an episode.
“You ok baby?” Charlie asked with concern. “Daddy, I’m fine, just a little sleepy is all. Goodnight.” She kissed them both and went to bed. In the dark she waited until she heard their bedroom door close. After an hour she slipped out of bed and made her way down the hall. Charlie’s voice was a clear as day; he was moaning and breathing quickly.
“Yeah baby, do that shit. Uhh, yes…” Hina stood there mouth wide open. “Get on her knees bitch.” “Yes daddy.” Daddy? What? Rose let out a loud moan and continued to speak in a soft but audible tone. “Yes daddy, give it to me. Harder. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh shit, yeah!” Hina stood behind the door and felt sick to her stomach.
Take what? What the hell is going on in there? Since when did she call him daddy? Her mind was trying to figure it all out, then, a light bulb went off. “Oh my God, they’re having sex!” Her mind flashed back to when she was five and it all came together. No. Impossible! Her parents were not those kinds of people. This was for dirty people who did nasty things. That’s what Rose told her after she finished beating her that day. After this particular incident Hina knew her parents weren’t getting a divorce, but it was the last time she got up in the middle of the night.
Chapter 2
Being a curious child by default, Hina wanted to know what part of sex made her parents act the way they did behind closed doors. It was now her sole mission to find out why sex was dirty by her mothers standards but on the other hand, ok to indulge in it. Her parents made date night a regular thing. At least once a week they went out to dinner and a movie. They had a sitter for her, even though she was eleven and repeatedly told them she didn’t need one any more.
“All she does is eat our food and talk on the phone.” Hina protested. “Listen young lady. It isn’t up to you. We feel better knowing someone is watching you.” “But Mom!“ “Don’t but mom me. It’s final. Keisha will be here any minute.” “Daddy..” Charlie knew better than to get in between them. He laughed because he saw so much of Rose in her daughter. Hina wanted to be independent, but she was still too young.
“Hina, look we know you’re looking to stay home by yourself, just humor us for a while longer, ok?” She was such a daddy’s girl, she would agree to anything he said. Rose knew their relationship was tight, she loved it. With a long face and pouted lips Hina reluctantly agreed. “Ok daddy. Goodnight.” “Good night pumpkin.” She kissed them goodbye and went into the living room to wait for the intruder. True to form, Keisha showed up at seven and sat in front of the TV for the rest of the night. She picked up the phone and was deep in her high school gossip within minutes. Since her sitter was preoccupied, Hina decided to go on a little tour of her parent’s bedroom. What was she looking for? She had no idea, but it didn’t take long for her to find it. She had become crafty and more aware of her surroundings. When she snooped, she made a mental note of everything in the room and where it belonged, just in case something needed to be moved, it would be placed in its former spot.
In the back of their closet was a banker box filled with VCR tapes. No covers or words on the face of the tapes, so to anyone snooping they would seem like blanks. She flipped through the box and every single one of them was exactly the same. They had movies in the living room, why would these be stashed away in here. She walked over to the door and listened for her mooching babysitter. Keisha was still on the phone, but now in the kitchen raiding the fridge, talking a mile a minute about some boy she had a crush on.
Hina closed the door and locked it. Keisha was never one to change from her routine so there was plenty of time to be nosey. She opened the TV unit in her parent’s room and found the remote for the VCR, popped in a blank tape and sat on the edge of the bed. After all the credits rolled, a voluptuous woman in a thong and clear heels was laid out on a beach chair next to a pool. She looked like she was sun bathing, but after she looked around and some weird music came on, the woman began licking her fingers and twisting her nipples. With her right hand she began to stick her wet fingers into her vagina.
Rose had explained the human anatomy Hina already. She figured she had better tell her own daughter than some knuckle head, who would misinform her daughter and tell her some bullshit. What was done with these body parts is what Rose left out. This seemingly blank tape was about to explain it all. As the woman continued to insert her fingers into her pussy, a man with a dick the size of a ruler strode up next to the woman’s chair. Hina sat in silence and watched the movie, her stomach began to get a weird feeling and her vagina began to tingle. With her elbows on her knees she stared intensely at the screen, taking it all in.
The man got on his knees and put his head between the woman’s parted legs. He began licking her vagina in such a way, the woman’s legs began to shake. At first she was speechless, but as he continued on, her moans became increasingly louder. Hina sat there and it all sounded very familiar to her, it took her back to the time she was listening in on her parents. Mr. Ruler stood up and he grabbed Ms. Fingers by the hair and shoved his dick down her throat. Hina knew she was not supposed to watching this, but she couldn’t turn it off, she was mesmerized by the screen.
The woman used her mouth and hands until the ruler erupted with white cream. Hina looked on with her mind racing at top speed. “Illll, what is that?” She knew from talks with Rose that men used the bathroom from there, but piss was yellow and clear, not white and creamy. His dick shrunk and Hina thought it was broken, but the ever present Ms. Fingers made it grow again. Mr. Ruler made her bend over and he thrust it into her vagina. Her face contorted and Hina thought the woman was in pain. Her mouth was open but no sounds could be heard. She remembered the time she slammed her finger in the door, it hurt so bad she couldn’t talk for a like thirty seconds, then all the pain came rushing out. She screamed so loud, this had to be happening to Ms. Fingers.
In a rush of air, she started cursing and screaming. “Fuck me. Harder. Hell fucking yeah. Oooohhhh. Faster, yessssss.” He began banging into her and Hina knew he was going to break the woman in half. If it hurt so much, why do it? Sex was not making much sense to her right now. Mr. Ruler stood her up and turned her over. She lay down on a towel and he spread her legs wide open. Her pussy was brown on the outside and pink on the inside. He pressed down on top of her and penetrated her. She arched her back as he moved in and out of her, the moans turned to pleading.
“Please don’t stop, please keep going. Faster, faster, harder. Plllleeeaasssee. Ohhh, uuhh, shit.” “Take this dick you fucking slut.” Slut, what in the hell did he call her that for? Some of the boys in school would call the girls that when they were running in the yard. One of the teachers heard it and the boy who got caught spent the rest of the afternoon in the principal’s office. When his father showed up, he made his son apologize to the girls and then got a spanking in front of the entire class. Obviously this was a bad word. So why was Ms. Fingers turned on by it?
After about a minute or two, her pussy began to seep the same creamy substance the man’s dick was leaking earlier. What was that stuff? Hina was clueless. The more she watched the more questions she had. When the woman stopped screaming and pleading with him, she asked him to cum on her face. What? Come where? Hina needed a sex dictionary to figure out what they were talking about. The cursing, the screaming, what did it all mean? Mr. Ruler got off of his knees and Ms. Fingers now kneeled in front of him with her mouth open. He pulled her head back by her hair with one hand and shook his dick with the other until it erupted again with the creamy business.
He dropped his head back, moaned and growled like a tiger. “Rrrrrr, ooohhh, uuhhhhh. Damn girl.” The cream was all over her face, sliding down her cheeks and lips. She began licking the overages off of her mouth. The ending credits began to roll. Hina sat there trying to process what she just witnessed. Not realizing what time it was, she knew Keisha would eventually come looking for her, trying to actually earn the five bucks an hour her parents were paying her. She rewound the movie and put it back in the box and wondered if all the other tapes were just like the one she just watched. Her parents date night was going to be her chance to view each one of the movies to quell her curiosity.
Hina slipped out of her parent’s room and went to take a shower. Her mind was unable to process what she witnessed, even though she was somewhat satisfied to finally know what her parents were actually doing, she now had a new set of questions. What was with all the screaming, the moaning, and the cursing? Was it painful? If so, why do it at all? While in the shower, she began to explore her own body out of new curiosities. Hina didn’t have fully developed breasts yet, but she did have a small patch of pubic hair covering fifty percent of her vagina. She sat down in the tub and spread her legs like the woman in the movie did. Her fingers were already wet, so no need for the spit.
Doing exactly what the woman had done produced nothing. She felt absolutely nothing. So what was all the moaning for? Hina got up and washed off her body. Her parents were coming up the stairs as she left the bathroom. “Hi Mom, hi Daddy.” she tried to sound as normal as possible. “Hina, why are you still up? Keisha thought you went to bed like an hour ago.” “How would she know, she didn’t check on me once.” Rose knew what her daughter was trying to do, plant seeds of doubt, but she wasn’t falling for it, “Enough of that little girl. Go to bed.”
She closed the door and lay in her bed staring at the ceiling. Her mind began to play the movie over and over again. She removed her panties and began to touch her self again, determined to figure this thing out. Her fingers slid over her clitoris and she felt a funny feeling. Not ha-ha funny, but what was that, funny. Moving her hand in the same spot over and over again she found a little knob aka her clitoris, in the middle of her fuzzy patch of pubic hair. When she touched it again, she felt a warm sensation spread out all over her body. It felt soooo good. Her mother had explained the vagina to her and what was needed to keep it clean, but she overlooked this part of it, but why? Why did she keep this pertinent information secret from her daughter?
With her hand moving a little faster, Hina began to get excited. The faster she moved her fingers the better it felt. She opened her legs a little bit more and rubbed a little bit faster. In a matter of minutes, her entire body shook, she was caught off guard by what she was feeling. She let out a little yelp, but clamped her other hand over her mouth to stifle the sound. What in the hell was going on? What was this? When she stopped and finally caught her breath, she sat up and assessed what just happened. Her inner thighs felt wet. She thought she had peed on herself from all the excitement. She slid her hand over the wet spot and smelled it. It wasn’t pee, so what was it?
Was it the same creamy substance Mr. Ruler and Ms. Fingers had leaking from them? Had to be, what else could it be? It was at that very moment Hina understood why the woman looked the way she did. The feeling was unmatched. It was something she had never felt before. Hina had a secret and was hell bent on keeping it that way, a secret.
Chapter 3
Almost every night before she went to bed, Hina rubbed on her little knob. It was wonderful, she thought about it constantly. She began craving the feeling more and more. In the beginning it became a twice a day thing. She would set the alarm clock in her room twenty minutes earlier than she normally would to allow for some time before Rose came and woke her up. Hina knew no one would understand why an eleven year old girl was masturbating twice a day so she kept it to herself.
Jasmine was Hina’s best friend, more like a sister she never had. They shared everything. Their parents allowed them to have frequent sleepovers. There was nothing the girls kept from each other, from who was the cutest boy in school to who was the nastiest girl in class. They pretty much agreed to any thing the other said. If one girl didn’t like someone, they both disliked that person, that’s how it was supposed to be. They shared almost everything. Hina wasn’t ready to part with her secret just yet. She knew Jasmine was her girl, but would she understand if Hina told her about what she did twice a day or what her parents did behind closed doors? That part was the most embarrassing part. If she told Jasmine and Jasmine turned around and told her parents, they would never allow her to comeback to their house.
The buildup was killing Hina on the inside, she needed to tell someone and that someone had to be Jasmine; she would deal with the fall out later. Right now, she needed to clear her head. They were in the living room watching one of their favorite shows when Hina turned to her best friend and decided to spill her guts. “Jas I have a secret.” “What? Since when do we keep secrets?” “I know, but I wasn’t sure if I could tell you.” “Well spill it, or do I have to beat it out of you.” Jasmine playfully hit Hina in the stomach, and in turn Hina put Jasmine in a head lock. After the play fighting died down Hina finally told Jasmine about what she had heard her parents doing. “That’s it? Girl, I hear my parents all the time. They think I’m asleep, but I hear them when their bedroom door closes. They be at it for like forever. That mess gets on my nerves.”
“Well that’s just a piece of what I have to tell you. I found a dirty movie in their room.” “So, big deal I know my parents keep that too.” “Jas, I sat and watched it when Keisha was supposed to be babysitting me.” Her jaw hit the floor. Jas would never actually watch the movies. Unlike Hina’s parents, her mother and father had used the pay-per-view option on the cable box. Every now and then Jasmine was allowed to rent a movie and she would see the titles of the stuff her parents would buy. She was to chicken shit to press play but she often wondered what they looked like.
“Shut up! You watched it Hina? What did you see?” Hina remembered the entire movie in her mind and relayed everything to her friend. She didn’t leave out one detail. Jasmine closed her eyes and tried to imagine what her friend had just explained to her. The conversation turned into what they heard their parents doing and how much of it was related to the porn Hina saw. The one thing Hina didn’t tell her about was the masturbating thing. That was too personal and she didn’t think her friend would understand.
They went up to Hina’s room to get ready for bed. After putting the sleeping bags on the floor they went to take showers. It was not unusual for Jasmine to sit on the toilet while Hina was washing up and vice versa. It was part of their routine during sleepovers. Hina could not remember seeing her friend naked, or if she did she never really paid much attention to her. Tonight was different, Jasmine’s breasts were slightly bigger and more developed than hers but she had about the same amount of pubic hair as her friend. She began staring at Jasmine not realizing what she was doing.
“Hina, what are you staring at? Do I have a booger on me?” Jasmine laughed. Hina snapped to attention and stuttered her answer. “Nnoo. I thought you had a bruise on your leg.” She lied to hide her embarrassment. If Jasmine thought Hina was eyeballing her like she was, it could have been weird. Jasmine might have called her gay or something. When they returned to the room and got in their sleeping bags, Jasmine fell asleep first. Hina laid there unable to rest. She got up and went to the bathroom, turned on the water and sat on the floor. She removed her pajama pants and panties, spread her legs and fingered her clit, as she had done numerous times before. Instead of the movie playing in her head, her thoughts drifted to Jasmine.
She envisioned her friend’s perky breasts, flat stomach, round ass, and fuzzy vagina. It felt so weird to be turned on by a girl she had no idea why she was feeling this way. Was she really gay? Hina laid there thinking of touching Jasmine in her private spot the same way she was touching herself. Hina was over come with her orgasm, it was almost better than playing out the movie. She washed her hands and vagina when she was done and went back to her room. She opened the door and Jasmine was sitting up looking at her with a look of disgust on her face. Her heart sank because she thought Jasmine heard her in the bathroom even though she was being as quiet as possible.
“What are you doing up?” Hina tried to play it cool, but her friend was staring at her hard, she got a little nervous. “I should ask you the same question. What the heck were you doing in the bathroom? I heard you moaning. Were you throwing up your dinner?” Jasmine demanded to know.
Hina sighed with relief she just knew her secret was out. “Jas, what would make you think that? I had to take a number two, the mushy kind. The tacos we ate are killing me.” “Let me smell your breath.” Hina stooped down and blew her breath in Jasmine’s face, it smelled like stale toothpaste. “Satisfied?” “Yeah whatever. So what was all that moaning for?” “I told you my stomach was killing me. Jasmine, I would never throw up my food. I like my body, I have no problem with my weight.” She convinced her friend she wasn’t bulimic and tried to get her to go back to sleep. To close for comfort Hina thought. She decided to forgo the masturbating when Jasmine slept over, it was way too risky. Besides she wasn’t ready to do any explaining as to why she did it.
Chapter 4
At fourteen Hina was allowed to have a boyfriend. Rose and Charlie decided she was mature enough to handle a puppy love relationship, and even though she was very much interested in boys, there was something about her best friend she couldn’t shake. It wasn’t about other girls, it was just Jasmine.
Jacob was sixteen, tall, handsome and had the body of a supreme athlete. He was milk chocolate and kept a dark Caesar with a 360, just the way Hina liked it. His parents let him have an after school job, so his gear was always up to par. Bitches were sweating him all day, but he only had eyes for Hina. There was something about her that made him want her more than the other chicks in school. Of course she was beautiful, her body was banging and she matched his fresh. She had a phat ass, perky tits, full hips, luscious lips and eyes that made you melt. All of this at fourteen, she was gonna be killin em in the streets when she got older. Hina was articulate and was well read. There was nothing ghetto about her, her parents didn’t play that shit.
They talked about things that most teenagers weren’t concerned with, like politics and world affairs. She was advanced in certain classes so they were able to study together as well. When they made out, she let Jacob touch her everywhere. Hina wasn’t stupid, she knew that if she kept leading him on, she would eventually have to give up the booty but it would be on her terms, and not because he pressured her. Jacob would get himself worked up by feeling on her breasts or finger poppin her, but she would always stop him when he tried to go too far. His balls were as blue as the sea, but he didn’t care, he knew it would pay off in the end.
She had already made up her mind that he would be her first. It was just a matter of when she was going to be ready to make that move. There were girls in school who were already sexually active. They were talked about relentlessly. Some girls did it for the attention, some did it because they thought it was cool, but none of them did it for themselves. They had no idea what an orgasm was or how to achieve one, they were just a hole for some dude to bust off in. Neither Hina nor Jasmine were going to be a part of that vicious gossip, shit stuck with you even out of high school.
Hina knew that when she finally let Jacob penetrate her it was going to be an occasion she would enjoy it to the fullest. During one of their many make out sessions, she put her hand down his pants and was surprised to feel how big he was. Not that she had anything to compare it to, just the porn she watched when her parents went out. He became so turned on by what she was doing that the came in her hand. She wasn’t grossed out by it and he was amazed at how nonchalant she was.
“Damn girl, that shit doesn’t bother you?” “What, your nut? Why would it. I’ve seen porn before. I know what this shit is.” “So why don’t you wanna give me some already? You know how this works.” “Nigga please! When I’m ready and not before. If you can’t wait, you can bounce.” Hina wasn’t into head games and she knew how boys could push the issue. Charlie out her up on it the minute they agreed she could date.
She did become concerned with the amount of wetness she would find in her panties every time she went to the bathroom. In the beginning she used tissue to help with the stickiness of the flow but soon it elevated to panty liners on days she didn’t have her period. “Ma, I gotta talk to you.” Rose was in her room putting laundry away when Hina walked in. “What’s going on?” “I think I’m sick.” She put her hand on her daughter’s forehead to feel for a fever.
“No Ma. Not that kind of sick. I feel so embarrassed to tell this to you.” Hina put her head down to hide her face. “What is it, you got an upset stomach?” “Noooo. It’s my stuff.” “What stuff?” “Ma my stuff.” Rose caught on and her eyes got wide. “Oh no. Do you have an STD!! We talked about this. I told you that if you felt you were ready, you were supposed to use a condom! How could you be so stupid?!” Hina looked at her mother like she was crazy. But could you blame her, she didn’t fully explain her self.
“Ma, it’s not an STD. I’m not even having sex.” Rose took a deep breath and sat on the edge of the bed. “You scared the shit out of me. Well does it smell? Is it yellow or clumpy?” “No. It’s clear and runny. I see it on my panties all the time.” Rose knew exactly what Hina was going through, she was just like her. Her pussy was always wet it’s what kept Charlie in check all these years. She thought the exact same thing when she was her age. It was only through experience and her best friends mother did she know what was happening to her.
“Ohh, ok. Well let me see if I can explain this to you with out grossing you out.” Rose began with “when a man and woman fall in love…” Hina sat there and tried her best not to bust out laughing. She had to sit through her mother struggling with the birds and the bees speech, there was no way she was going to interrupt her mother. Hina was supposed to be clueless about sex, so she let Rose ramble on. When she finally got to the part Hina needed to hear she was sweating and looked very uncomfortable. Hina was biting her bottom lip and was on the verge of falling off the bed in stitches. But by the end of it, she had a clear understanding of what she was going through. Rose looked like she just gave birth, which in her mind would have been easier than talking to Hina about sex.
The first time Hina got her period Rose made an attempt at it but simply told her child not to have sex, ever. Charlie refused out right. There was no reason his baby girl needed to learn about sex until she was married and in his mind that was not going to happen until she was forty. What Hina really wanted to ask her mother, woman to woman, was what did sex really feel like? Did penetration feel better than masturbating? But she knew there was no way that conversation was going down any time soon.
“Do you have a better understanding of things?” “Ummm sure ma, I think. So the wetness is like a lubricant for the man when he’s ready to go inside of me?” “Oh lord. Yes Hina.” “And it’s gonna stay that way for a while, right?” “Yes child.” “I think I get it.” Rose needed to reiterate the whole idea of staying abstinent until she was old enough to understand what sex was really all about. Little did she know her daughter was well ahead of that game this was just a little extra information. Hina left her parents room and giggled the whole way to the kitchen.
Jasmine and Hina usually went to the library after school when she wasn’t studying with Jacob. Sitting across from her friend, Hina began to daydream about kissing her. As they got older, Jasmine filled out just as much as Hina did. She wanted to explore Jasmine’s body with her hands and her tongue. She had seen plenty of girl on girl porn and knew exactly what to do if she had the opportunity.
“Hina! What the hell are you staring at?” Caught off guard, she dropped her pen and snapped to attention. “Nothing, I’m stuck on this problem. I almost had it when you yelled at me.” She would die if Jasmine ever found out how much she would day dreamed about her. Jasmine got up and stood behind Hina to see where her friend was stuck at in her homework. Her breasts were right next to Hina’s face, she wanted to touch them, jiggle them, and suck on her nipples. Her pussy was gushing wet at the thought of it. Hina didn’t need help she was on of the smartest kids in her class, maybe smarter than a few seniors too. Her parents stayed on her about her grades all the time. To them, a B was a failing grade.
“Jas, do you ever wonder what sex is gonna feel like?” “Damn Hina, don’t be shy, just throw it on out there.” Jasmine blushed. “I’m serious, don’t you ever get curious?” She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. “I’m not ready, if that’s what you’re asking.” It seemed like a touchy subject so Hina left it alone. She wished she could have an open conversation with her friend but it seemed elusive. Jasmine knew Hina still watched the porn her parents kept in their bedroom. She talked about it constantly and seemed obsessed with it. Jas wasn’t as open about the subject as Hina was but she was just as curious.
Jasmine had kept her own dark sexual secrets. She located her passion center two years ago. There was no porn involved, just plain old washing up. She was taking a shower and washing between her legs when she brushed up against her clit and it sparked her curiosity. The friction of her fingers and the suds from her body wash made for a pleasurable event. She did it more often than not and her desires were being quenched in the form of lengthy showers. Every time she turned the water on, it was another opportunity to indulge in an orgasm. Her parents would often chastise her about taking so long in the bathroom, but she completely ignored them.
A few times she was on the verge of blurting out her secret to Hina, but her fear of being embarrassed kept her mouth shut. What would she think of her? Would she think it’s slutty? She wasn’t ready to find out. “I mean, I wonder about it, shit at our age who doesn’t.” “I think I’m ready to give Jacob a taste.” Jasmine looked at her incredulously, there was no way she wasn’t ready for that confession. “Hina are you serious? Since when?” Jasmine looked floored.
“Well you know we feel each other up when we’re making out. I just think I’m ready to move forward.” “If you’re ready, I mean that’s up to you.” Jasmine looked down at the desk and Hina sensed her disappointment. “What’s wrong?” Hina knew her friend all to well. “Nothing. Well not nothing; its just I thought you and I would be ready at the same time, but you’re so far ahead of me. I don’t even have a boyfriend yet.” Hina was touched that her friend even thought of her in that way to want to do something so monumental together. “Jas, if you’re not ready, I’ll wait for you.” “Really? You’d do that for me?” “We’re bff’s, right? Of course I would wait if you needed me to.”
Jas was totally psyched by the idea of her and Hina losing their virginity together. Hina, in her warped mind, saw it another way. The thought of watching her friend getting her pussy banged out in front of her was more fuel for her late night masturbating session.
Chapter 5
Jacob thought Jasmine was a cutie, even though he was hooked on his girl, there was nothing wrong with fantasizing about her hot friend. She wasn’t the third wheel kind of girl either which he admired. She gave them their space when they hung out. He knew she was too fine to be alone so he decided to introduce her to his boy, Ryan. He was just as handsome and was equally built but a shade or two darker. Jacob was the outgoing one who all the girls wanted to get at, but Ryan preferred to keep a low profile.
He had his share of females, but was not one to brag about it. He didn’t keep a girl friend for an extended period of time because he refused to be the cliché boy friend. He liked his comic books, his video games and his sports. If you didn’t like it you either agreed to disagree or bounce. Jasmine had caught his eye a few times, but he could not imagine asking her out. She seemed to busy to have a boy friend so he never bothered to ask.
“Dude, why don’t you ask Jasmine out?” “She seems to busy all them extra school activities and shit. I mean she’s cute and everything but I don’t want to get in her way.” Jacob looked at his friend like he was from another planet.
“Seriously?” “Yeah man. Why you bothering me about her any way?” “Well she is best friends with my girl. I figured you two would hit it off.” Ryan knew this was gonna happen, it was only a matter of time. Thank God Jasmine was fine and not some cast off ugly chick that needed to be hooked up. “Well ask her for me since you talk to her any way.” “Nah man. You’re on your own. What’s the matter, you chicken shit?” Jacob began clucking like a chicken to mock his friend into manning up. “Shut the fuck up son. I’ll ask her after next period.”
Junior prom was six months away and Jacob really wanted his friend to have a date and Jasmine seemed like the perfect solution. The one thing that none of them knew was that Hina was plotting a foursome and all she needed was the other person. She had been planting seeds in Jacob’s head for weeks now, trying to get him to push Ryan in Jasmine’s direction. Once she had him working on Ryan it was up to her to get Jasmine interested in him. Around the same time she was working on Jacob, she was throwing hints at Jasmine.
Ryan caught Jasmine at her locker right before lunch and knew it was his chance to get at her. “Hey Jasmine.” He whispered in her ear from behind. She spun around to see Ryan fidgeting with the strap on his book bag. “Hi. Do I know you?” Hina was at her locker across the hall watching the whole thing, she was ready to smack the shit out of her girl. Why was she playing dumb?
“Well, you know Jacob, right?” “Duh, he’s dating my best friend. Ohhh. You’re Ryan, right?” She really needed a right cross to the jaw Hina thought. “Yeah. I was wondering if you weren’t too busy this Saturday night, would you like to hang out and go to the movies or something.” “I would have to let you know, I might be doing something.” “Oh ight then. You do that.” Ryan walked away feeling like a chump.
Jasmine knew damn good and well she had nothing to do, but she was playing hard to get. Hina was two seconds from strangling her friend. She ran up to her and almost slammed Jasmine’s hand in the locker. “What the hell is your problem?” Jasmine yelped. “I should ask you the same thing. Why didn’t you just accept his date?” “You were eavesdropping?!” “You damn right! Jas, you talk about him all the time, why did you just do that?!” “He’s only doing it because Jacob put him up to it. You think I’m stupid?” Hina never thought about using physical violence until now. “Are you that dense? I had nothing to do with him asking you out, and neither did Jacob if that’s what you’re thinking.”
Even though Hina was the driving force behind all of it she would never let her friend know it. Jasmine felt like a complete ass. She just let the guy she had been fantasizing about walk away with the notion that she was to busy to be bothered. “Oh shit. I just fucked up.” “No. You almost fucked up. You better find his ass after school and accept his offer.”
The rest of the day dragged on. Three o’clock could not come fast enough for Jasmine. As soon as the final bell rung, she bolted from class and found Ryan walking to his bus stop. “Hey! Wait up!” He looked over his shoulder and saw her jogging his way.
“What’s up?” “Nothing, just thought maybe I would ride the bus with you.” Jasmine said all out of breath. “But you never take this bus?” “Well today is a first. Besides I wanted to talk to you about Saturday.” He was glad she had changed her mind about him. As they talked on the bus ride home, they learned they did have a lot in common which was a relief. She liked X-Men and football. He liked anthropology and reality tv.
When she got home, she called Hina and told her all about Ryan. “Oh my god, Hina. He is so much better than I could have imagined. We talked the entire ride home about everything.” “See. And you were ready to cast him to the side because you thought he was a mercy date.” “I would have felt so stupid.” “Mmmhmm. Ain’t you glad I talked you out of it?” While they continued their nightly gossip session, Ryan was beeping in on the other line. “Hina, it’s him!” “Well, don’t waste your time on me, talk to the boy!” “I’ll see you in the morning.” As soon as she hung up with Jasmine, she called Jacob.
“Hello.” “Hey baby.” “Hey ma, what up?” “Nothing, just got off the phone with Jas. She is so hyped about Ryan.” “Good. Glad I could help push them in the right direction. You do know junior prom is coming up, right?” Did she know? Shit, she had plans upon plans for that night. “Yeah baby. Are you asking me to go?” “I didn’t think I had to ask. You’re my girl, of course I’m taking you.” “Shit you better be taking me, or we would be having a serious throw down right now.” She wasn’t the jealous type, but there was no harm in playing the role to boost his ego a bit.
“Do you think Ryan will ask Jasmine?” “I don’t know Hina, maybe after Saturday I’ll have a better idea.” They talked about what their own plans for Saturday and hung up. Hina laid in bed imagining all the sex that could be had on the night of the prom. The very idea of it made her pussy tingle with anticipation. She jumped out of bed, locked the door, slid her panties off, lay across her bed and began to tweak her nipples and rub her clit. She imagined Jacob pushing deep into her pussy while she watched her best friend get her back blown out by Ryan. It was all too much for her, she climaxed in less than five minutes.
With prom less than six months away, she had a lot of scheming to do. The next day at school she cornered Jacob by his locker. “Hey baby.” He turned around and planted a kiss on Hina’s lips. Cherry vanilla chap stick was her favorite and she applied a little extra just for him. “Hey mama, what’s up?” “Nothing much. I need to talk to you about prom night.” “Babe it’s like months away, what could there be to talk about? Get a dress, some shoes, get your hair done and show up.” She had a look in her eyes he rarely saw. She gave him this look a few times when they were making out that made him believe they were very close to closing the deal.
“Well I was thinking we shouldn’t really spend too much time at the actual prom.” “So what, you want to go to an after party or something? I know Kendra was supposed to be having one, her rents are out of town that weekend.” “Please. If I wanted to go to a party I would stay at the lame ass prom. I was thinking of a more personal party.” A lightening bolt went off in his head, he knew exactly what she was thinking, and damn was he ready. “Well what did you have in mind? Are your parents going to be home? I can’t go to my place, my folks never go out.“ “Easy killa. Do you think Kaleel would get a room for us at a hotel?”
Kaleel was Jacob’s older brother who was a junior in college. He lived at home to help keep the cost down. He treated Jacob like the little brother he was, constantly picking at him, making fun of him any time Hina came over. He was relentless. You would think he would act his age at some point. “Shit, I don’t know about that. Kaleel can be a real asshole at times. Let me run it past him and see what he says.” “Baby, don’t let me down, especially if you want some of this.” She guided his hand between her legs. He was taken by surprise at how forward she was being especially in the hallway where eyes were every where. He blushed instantly, getting that room was his only goal for the next two months. Jacob would take any abuse from Kaleel as long as he got what he wanted in the end.
As soon as he got home, he went straight to Kaleel’s room. He had to knock and wait for permission to enter. Kaleel got off on power tripping. “Kaleel, I need to ask you something.” “Fuck outta here little nigga. I’m busy.” “Kaleel I really need your help.” The door opened and Kaleel pulled Jacob in by his shirt. “You have thirty seconds.” Jacob poured out his entire plan to his older brother who was staring at him like a drill sergeant. At thirty seconds Kaleel cut him off. “Done. So you want me to use my credit card so you and your chick can bone? I don’t even go to hotels to get laid. What’s wrong with the back seat or the hallways in school? Isn’t that what you usually do?” Jacob was getting hot. Hina was not like the other chicks he fucked with. One, she was still a virgin which he has never had the pleasure of having. Two, she wanted the room and he would do anything to get it for her.
Jacob tried his best to explain to his brother why this was necessary. Kaleel actually softened a bit. “I understand completely.” “You do?” “Hell yeah. I see her, she is fine as fuck man. And she is better than some of the bitches I’ve seen you with. When do you need this?” “For prom night.” “Ight. I got you. But you better wrap that shit up. Last thing either one of you needs is a kid.” He had no idea Kaleel would react that way. Jacob was prepared to beg, grovel and barter his way into an agreement. Obviously it was not necessary. He thanked his brother profusely and walked out feeling lighter than air. Hina was going to be all his on prom night and there was nothing that was going to get in his way.
When he called her later that night, he wanted to act all mature and shit but the idea of finally getting some of her pussy turned his mind in to mush. “Hey mama. I got good news.” “You got us a room?” “Yup. Just me and you. All night. We can do what ever you want.” “Oh wow. I can’t wait to tell Jasmine!! She is gonna be so excited.” Jacob was slow to the draw, he thought she was just telling Jasmine because of the whole losing your virginity thing.
“Well don’t brag too much. I mean she and Ryan just started dating, they won’t be getting a room, I’m almost positive.” “Jacob baby, what are you talking about? They’re going to be with us.” “What?!” He was not ready for that. A foursome? What in the hell was she planning? “Hina what are you talking about?” “Jasmine and I decided we would lose our virginity together so this is the best way I could think of.” He had no words. His silence was alarming her. “What’s wrong Jacob?” “I didn’t expect to be performing in front of any one. When did you come up with this shit?”
She didn’t think it was such a big deal. Who cares if there are other folks in the room, sex is sex and when there is more than two people involved, men like it even more, or so she thought. The idea of it was actually pretty hot, she thought. “Jasmine is my girl and Ryan is your best friend. What’s the big deal?” Hina asked innocently. “I didn’t say there was a problem for me, but what about them?” Jacob wanted to sound as mature on the situation as she was. “Well, you talk to Ryan and I’ll handle my end of it. Jacob, don’t stress over it. I have this all planned out. Trust me.”
Sad part was, he was older than her and had more experience, but never in a million years would he ever imagine she would be willing to do something like this. Getting Ryan to agree to it was a piece of cake, what dude would say no. It was Jasmine he was worried about. “Your girl may not be as easy to convince you know.” “Don’t worry about her. I got that part of it. She said she wanted to do it at the same time, so it’s now or never.” Jacob sat there listening to his girl plan out the whole evening and was in complete shock, he knew she was a bit advanced but this was taking this to a whole other level. Not one to complain, he just sat back and waited for it all to unfold.