Tara's uncertainty

"What's first?" Tara asked, looking up at Jamal and then around the gym. "Should I change?"

"Just take off your clothes," Jamal instructed her, and Tara decided to treat it as a joke.

"Um, but we're in the gym!" The pretty redhead pointed out with a smirk, gesturing around her. "Anybody could see me!"

"You can't try out in those clothes," Jamal explained impatiently. "That means you have to strip first. Don't you want to join the squad?" Of course Tara nodded; being a cheerleader had help make her popular back home, and her devotion to the activity apparently overrode common sense or a sense of safety. "Well this is your chance to show you can follow instructions. Now let's see that pale body naked."

She shifted nervously, her hands rising to the buttons on her top and feeling uncomfortable saying no, then pausing. "Please don't make me do this," Tara pleaded with a teasing pout. "It's just that I've never been naked in front of a b... boy," she stammered, changing that last word from 'black'.

"C'mon, don't be shy!" Jamal laughed, grabbing at her top and roughly pulling her from the bleachers by the delicate material. "Are you a virgin, white girl?" Tara was shocked by the sudden jostle and struggled to keep her footing, wiping sudden tears from her green eyes as she looked up at her black master and silently nodded 'yes'.

Jamal smiled, then he kissed her full on the lips, his tongue invading Tara's mouth. Tara's mouth tasted pleasant and inviting, and he probed it deeper with his tongue, leaving the girl breathless.

Tara was taken by surprise when Jamal kissed her, wanting to fight him off but unable to as Jamal pushed his tongue into her mouth so the redhead opened her lips and allowed it to happen, beginning to feel strangely warm and tingly.
She wondered if she should get closer to him, maybe reach out and try to find that big black penis he had for her... but Jamal finally broke the kiss, then whispered into Tara's ear. "I wanna pop your cherry, Tara," he declared to the shocked teenager he had met just minutes before. "Now why don't you strip for me? Just pretend no one else is here. One way or another, you're going to end up naked for me, so how about you join the squad first?"

Tara went weak, face flushed. This couldn't be happening, she thought to herself. She had stayed a virgin to save herself for the right one, a nice white boy who would be acceptable to her family and that she could marry. It certainly hadn't been just to end up obeying the fantasies of the first black bully she had ever met! At least that's what she told herself.