Young Rita's Lusts and Extravagances

A School Day

Rita is a fairly average girl of fourteen, closing in on her fifteenth birthday, which will be in the middle may. Since she is already late for school and she needs to get there in order to be sure to pass all her final exams, which will be held only two months from now, fairly close to her birthday. She bikes and breathes heavily up the final slope leading to it.

In school, she passes a pencil to a guy sitting right in front of her. He turns around and looks at her. She smiles. He sort of smiles back at her face. Then she sits up straight so that her breasts look larger. He looks at them, and figures that they would do him the favour of finding him to be a playmate.

So after class he comes up to her and asks: “Was that your breasts you were about when you slid that pencil over my shoulder?”

She shook her head. “It's not my breasts that it's about, when you've come to sucking my vagina!” she said to him in an almost somber tone of voice.

A bit nonplussed, he looked at her again and said: “why do you pass a pencil over to me when all you want me to see is your vagina?”

“I suppose you don't know how my vagina will work for us both once the two of us get into bed together!”

Amazed by this, the boy stared at her while slowly biting his upper lip, and then looked down on the floor. He smiled shyly and then he asked: “Can I be sure that you don't infect me, at least not with the HIV?”

“I can guarantee it! I presume you can do the same for me?! As a matter of fact, lets both go to the school nurse right now and find out, the two of us!”

He smiled again. “OK, let's!” he said, and the two of them snook upstairs to her office.
  

Studying

That same afternoon, Rita was in bed with another one of the boys from school. She and he had studied what he was fairly much better at than she, which was math and geography. Afterwards she had kissed him and seen to it that he felt satisfied with her efforts to accompany him in his studies.

In bed with the guy, she sucked his dick very thoroughly. He came loudly. It was not a mistake that her mother came in and looked at them. She was very quick in saying: “Oh, so you have a new boyfriend here again!?”

“Yes, mom, I think it'll be a good one this time!” she said, and he mused at this.

Rita's mother smiled and said_ “Perhaps the two of you wanna come down and drink some tea with me, or so, shall we?”

He looked at Rita and then at her mother. “No, I don't think so,” he answered. “I think I should be getting back to my parents home!”

“Oh, I see!” the mother said, and smiled again. “I find it in you to be fresh about fucking at the first date, anyhow. Right?”

“So what?!”

“I mean that you're about to come now to a conclusion that I don't wanna be part of all of this, right?”

“Yeah,” her daughter broke in, “he is into that you and I should be together about this being a thing just between me and my closest partner right now, I think. Right Conrad?” She peered at him.

Conrad looked amazed. “I didn't expect this kind of a meeting with your closest relative!” he said after a while.

The mother now closed the door and went downstairs. Rita stood up and looked at her boyfriend. “You and I should be together for ever about this, Conrad!” While speaking she had grabbed his cheeks and shook them very gently.

“I don't suppose you shake my cheeks because you want me to seem to be your child, do you?” he asked.

“No,” she said and let go, “I shook them because you and I should be together for always, that is.”

“That is what?” he asked in astonishment.

“It is because my mom wants us to be alone that you and I should be together for always with my cunt as open as this!” She indicated her vagina, which was opener than most he had seen.

The next day in school, she almost tripped on a satchel that someone had just put on the floor beside the classroom door. She looked around and saw a young guy, about seventeen, looking at her. She smiled at him.

He smiled back and said. “Yeah, that's my school bag!”

“Are you a senior student?” she asked.

“Of course!” he said.

“I'm sorry I tripped on your bag!”

“It's no problem! I was just gonna fetch it anyway!”

“I'll hand it to you, if you just let me see what is in there!”

“Why?”

“Because I wanna see what a cute stud like you could carry in a satchel!”

He smiled sombeerly. “OK, look in it. But there's nothing there but a few of the books I have for class.”

She looked. It seemed he studied AP chemistry. She took the bag to him and said: “My, you're an intelligent man! You seem to be the kinda guy who could use some company for the night too, old stud!”

He smiled somberly again. “I don't know if I have the time for that kind of stuff! I wanna study hard, and get into some good Ivy League college!”

She handed him the bag, but said to him that she wanted “to face him in the real circumstances of finding out what men will be when they're as smart as that!”

“How do I know you don't infect me with something?”

“Oh, I'll have a note soon enough from the school nurse, I think. At least about HIV that is. ...”

“I think that's not enough! But I also think that if you and I go there together, then perhaps we could find out what else there might be in that vagina of yours?!”

She peered at him without smiling, now. “Who takes me for the kinda cunt who wouldn't be willing to go the steps to her myself, without you following and trying to find out my every move?!”

“I don't call you a fuckin' cunt! I'm calling you an asshole for that you don't seem to be ready for me to say that I don't want your venereal diseases!”

“Oh, OK old stud. Then I take it back that I should hand you your satchel!” But he already had it in his hand.
  

The Test's Returned

The boy Rita had flirted with after arriving late the other day again sat right in front of her. Today, he turned around to her right after the class ended. He said: “I've gotten my HIV test back. I'm clear. You could fetch yours as well!”

“OK, I'll go there.”

“I would like to accompany you, if you don't mind?”

“It's quite OK to go there with you!”

He smiled. “Let's do it now, can we?”

“Let's!” she said, and smiled back.

They went there, and got her tests. “As you see,” she said proudly, “I don't have it!”

“No, and neither do I, as you know!”

“Let's go fuck!”

“Now?!”

“Yeah, now! Here, in the janitor's office!” She indicated a closed door, and tried to open it. It was not locked, so they both went in there. He closed the door after them and they did it.
  

The Dance

“Kissing isn't inadequate for me on a first date!” Rita said to the senior student she had now managed to go out with.

“I don't suppose they do mind, then, your folks?”

She smiled smugly. “No, my mother doesn't really mind!” she said.

“And dad?”

“Dad's not home! At least for a week or to he'll be out of town, I think!”

“I don't think we have any problem with pretending they're the ones to complain then, do we?” he said and kissed her on the mouth, just a little bit deeper than a smart kiss to be calling decent.

“I don't see why you don't kiss any deeper than that! After all we're not here to be respectable, are we?”

He looked at her. “How then do ou want me to kiss you?”

She held his held and kissed him hard enough for him to feel a bit annoyed by this. “I don't feel like kissing this hard in public!” he said.

Rita peered at another boy she saw in the dance hall. “How about if he and I kissed, and showed you what it's all about, then, stud?”

“I don't want his HIV, or that is his possible HIV! Can't you find anything respectable to say?!”

“I don't find it in me to say I cannot kiss another guy, for as long as you don't kiss me as well as he would!”

The other boy looked at them. “I don't have HIV,” he said, “and I feel like kissing her. But I just can't get around to it, because my girlfriend, too, would become jealous!”

“How about a foursome, then?!” she asked.

“I'll try to ask her about it!” the guy said and wen to the bar, where she was standing and sipping from a Piña Colada. They watched him asking her, and they discussed it, with her looking up at at them a few times. After two minutes they both came and she said: “OK, if we all are HIV free, then let's go somewhere and have a real good foursome!”

“Let's go where?” Rita asked.

“My place is empty! That is my parents are out for the weekend! We can go there and all do it right in my bedroom, without anyone knowing it!”

“Great!” Rita responded. “Then let's all just dance for a while, and then when we feel like it we can all go visit your mom and dad's place, and we'll all have a really good time there!”
  

Let's Go Fucking!

Rita looked at her new friend, a boy from across town, whom she had contacted via email. He was unusually cute for the type of guy whom she could get acquainted to. “Do you,” she asked, “feel like fucking, or should we just sit on a still date and just look at each other?”

“I don't want to go too fast. But I feel like fucking you after some wine or something!” he said somberly.

“I can get some other girl to fuck with you too, if you happen to feel like it?”

“Can you?” He looked at her with amazement.

She blinked her left eye at him and responded: “Some guy or girl, that is!”

“Oh, I prefer girls! But they do have to be pretty, as you or I, and they must be without that HIV, and they should be without any other venereal diseases, too!”

She sighed. “OK, I'll try to check them!” With that she picked up her phone and dialed some number. A girls voice answered and she smiled. “Hey, Sally, it's me, Rita! I and a guy you'll find handsome, I'm sure, are sitting here and waiting to be screwed! And I can't think of any better screwer than you in this town! By the way, I hope you can be sure not to have caught that AIDS virus or something!”

The girl responded something that took about half a minute to say. Rita, meanwhile, smiled smugly and seemed to hope for that extravagance of hers to become her reality for this night, too. At last she giggled to her friend and said: “I'll ask him!

“Tony! Do you feel like going to her parent's home and doing it?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

She smiled smugly again. “Yeah,” she said to Sally, “Yeah, he's OK with it!” After that Sally said a few things to Rita, after which Rita glanced at Tony, who was sitting there and smiling. “Yeah, I think we can both be there in about ten minutes!”

They both emptied their glasses, and then went off to Sally's home.
  

Feeling She's the One

“I feel like I'm into caring a whole lot about her!” the nineteen-year old guy said about Rita.

“So did I, until I found out how many other guys she had sex with.” his seventeen-year old brother responded. “She has had me in bed too, Carl!”

His brother looked stunned. “OK, perhaps she is a bitch! But I still feel very much like caring about her!”

“You shouldn't!” his brother George responded.

“I can't resist her, not now!” Carl said. “I don't want to be into it, but somehow that lesbian side of her affects me, if nothing else of her does!”

“Oh, really!?” George muttered.

“Yeah, really, George! The other day she really called on two other girls and had me in bed with them! At the same time she keeps saying to me that I'm the only guy she wants! And although it isn't true I can't feel like not liking it!”

“Oh, she did that to ya?!”

Carl looked somber. “I feel she acts much more like a porn queen now than when I used to know her! She doesn't seem even to respect anything about - ah, well even of you, in a sense! ...”

“She does respect me! Only thing she doesn't do is to try to be herself when I'm around!”

“That's exactly what I'm about; she's not even respecting you enough to be herself about ya!”

Carl looked downwards and sighed.

 

OK, Let's Try that again!

“I feel like fucking her and you as well!” the new guy said to Rita.

She sighed and told him: “Yeah, OK, I'll see if I can get her or some other girl to screw with both me and you!”

He smiled a bit awkwardly. “You and I could even come out square and get a third girlfriend upon that!”

She looked at him, feeling insecure about his wishes. He saw this and added: “I don't mind if they're not all that pretty! You know, with that cute little face of yours, she and then some fairly ugly bitch don't have to be in the way for me to say you'll be fucken great together!”

Rita responded by a wolf whistle down the aisle. A few people looked their way. Rita indicated something and two girls, one of whom had looked up, started walking towards them.

When there the one who hadn't looked up said: “My, what do we have here! Even in church you're doing it, Rita!”

Rita looked at them and retorted: “How about the three of us share this dude for the evening?”

They looked a bit startled.

Then Rita stood up and whispered something to one of them. Then also to the other one. The two of them smiled and looked at each other. “OK, let's do it!” one of them said.

That night the three of them went to his place and brought four other guys there. He opened and said abruptly: “I don't wanna be doing this if there are to be other fellows but me there!”

“I thought you were open for an also gay kind of relationship!” Rita responded.

He looked at them. “I feel like not doing it tonight, at least, he said.

“Peter,” Rita said, “you and I should get together some day and really fuck them all!”

“Alright, I'll let you in,” he said.

“In fact,” one of the guys said, “you might even let us in now, and we'll show you a little about sex that you hadn't reckoned with!” Somehow his comment made Peter feel pressured into letting them all in.

Once inside, he got to know that two of the guys were gay, including the guy who had spoken to him earlier. It was a funny little event for Rita and the two other girls, where they had those guys fondle him and the remaining two take turns in screwing each of them.

 

The Masquerade

Two weeks later, it turned out that Peter, Rita, and the two other girls all had the HIV virus. After further testing and questioning (by both the police and some other people), it turned out that one of the girls and two of the four hunks had it earlier on. However, Rita who had been saying to them all to participate could not sue them. But Peter did. And so did one of the two other girls, as well as one of the gay hunks that other one, and one of the strait fellows one of the two girls that Rita had invited initially.

Somehow, it seemed now that Rita was filthier than any of the four dudes she had invited. It seemed also that the girl who spread, but caught, the virus, seemed angrier with her than the guy who seemingly had infected both her and Rita. She was not quite as upset with the third girl, who had been one of her closest buddies, as with either of them, but resented her more than the stud she had actually been screwed by.

Carl, and two other fellows, who had been infected by Rita, were suing her. In this she decided to go underground, because she was afraid that some more fellows might turn up and sue her. It was a lucky coincidence for her that she had a look-alike girl in a nearby school district, whom she could dress up as.

It was not that she could escape those payments that were to be made. But she could seem innocent by using that other girl's defenses for her own sake. That is, as she pretended to be that other girl, she, the other girl, increasingly suffered from maltreatment from those who thought it was she.

It had not been insinuated that Clara (who was that other girl) was even into trying to be extravagant as if she was into being horny, except for the fact that some people had witnessed her doing some weird things, that were almost totally unexpected of her. Even so, those who had seen that stuff did not tell her, very easily, at least, since the few things that could have surfaced were very embarrassing, and somehow seemed totally out of place to be saying about her. Instead, the other girl eventually grew more and more defensive.

Rita thereby took the initiative to 'defend' girls who were bullied by guys and girls who did not accept girly sexuality. She thereby also could defend her own (but seemingly Clara's) actions, and thereby her own actual fucks. This worked for several years, until they discovered her.

But they didn't bargain on her pretending to die. She did pose as her being sure to win a case and as herself as very intimidated about it, before faking her own suicide by use of the other woman's body.

It was not she who would go undiscovered in the long run just the same, she figured. But she would pose as that other girl until she could leave town, with some compensation money from the parents of the girl she now didn't view as herself!