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The water was cold, like thousands of tiny frozen bubbles clinging to my skin. I gasped as the wave carried me deeper into the ocean and giggled a little, relieving all the stress and worries I had, temporarily of course. My feet gripped on to the smooth sand underneath the surface of the violent yet calm waves. My bright yellow bikini top, pressed tightly against my breasts, making me slightly uncomfortable but aroused at the same time. I thought about Mr Rayner, and how my innocence melted in his hands. I lusted for that moment again. My hand subconsciously moved downwards, slipping into my underwear. I lightly brushed my fingers against my own slit, gentle enough so that it tickled, but arousing me greatly. My other hand moved up to my breasts, squeezing my nipples through the fabric until they became hard. I continued to caress myself until I became conscious of what I was doing, a couple of seconds later, a couple of seconds too late. I quickly retracted my hands and scanned around, seeing if anyone had witnessed what I had been doing; and 2 people had.
To no surprise, Mr Rayner had been staring right at me when I looked at him. He was sneakily jerking himself off, through his pants. I turned around, blushing in embarrassment and disgrace. The second person who I had noticed looking, was my classmate, Kristy. She smiled at me and turned away like she hadn't seen anything. Kristy was a very pretty and educated girl. She was barely 18 but looked much more mature. She was half Asian, half Caucasian and had features that most girls would've been jealous of. Her long, brown hair was almost always tied in a high ponytail and her hazelnut eyes were always smiling. Kristy had generous breasts, probably somewhere around 34C. We weren't close friends but acknowledged each other, from time to time. Today, she was wearing a stunning black one piece, which emphasised her large breasts, freely bouncing around when she moved. Although my heart was set on men, Mr Rayner specifically, I couldn't help but become even more aroused by Kristy, now that I had realised what her body was actually like. She turned back around and giggled, watching me analyse her body. My face turned a bright red. I quickly dismissed the thought of Kristy and put the incident behind me.
Even though the majority of my body was underwater, I couldn't risk having anyone else see. I was lucky that only Mr Rayner and Kristy were the only two witnesses.
Mr Rayner told me that he would 'continue' after the day had ended. I kept telling myself that I had no idea what he meant, but I did know, and the thought of loosing my virginity today, made me scared but excited as well. I was frightened, in a lustful way, thinking about him. The feeling of his hands touching me, on a public bus where anyone could've seen, to the brink of what could've been the most wonderful orgasm in my life was admittedly sensational. He had stopped me from orgasming on purpose after all. Of course, I was flattered. Mr Rayner was one of the most good looking men ever. He had picked me, instead of all the other girls, like Kristy, who was the main attraction for all the lucky men, both single and in a relationship, at the beach. I didn't want to let the opportunity with him slide.
Eventually, the day had to come to an end. We all rushed out of the water, eager to get changed and go home. A sinking feeling formed in my stomach. Mr Rayner was no where in sight. Where did he go? As I walked towards the change rooms, a hand grabbed my hip and pulled me violently into one of the locker rooms. Fuck! He caught me by surprise. Pushing me into a locker, he touched me in all places while holding me down. He kissed me hard, his lips forcing mine open. His tongue gently brushed around mine, making me respond with a series of sighs. Pushed against the lockers, I had no way to escape. One of his curious hands began rubbing my vagina gently, through the thin fabric of my underwear. It felt just like how he did it on the bus. He had a way with me, he knew where to touch to give me the most pleasure. But it was forced pleasure.
I tried to slap his hand away but to no avail, he was just too strong. One of his hands held both my mine, above my head, against the locker. His other hand, continued to rub my vagina. I tried to scream but instead, I moaned. I tried to run but instead, I just made it worse for myself. Eventually, his hand slipped into my underwear. He took his time to explore, gently touching and rubbing my clit. I was wet, and he felt it as well. I moaned as he ran his cold fingers along my slit. His hand suddenly entered my vagina for the second time in a day. I shook in surprise and pleasure. Mr Rayner rammed his finger as deep as he could into me, impaling me on it. After only a few seconds, I came, for the first time out of many to come. My knees buckled and I almost fell.
"Fuuuck!" I gently sighed.
He laughed, approvingly.
"Stop! Pleeaase!" I cried.
