Innocence Taken [Part 1]

Kayla watched from the bleachers with her friends as Taylor ran across the gym with the basketball and passed it to one of the guys on his team. He was a year and a half older than her, had a lean but muscular build and was about six foot two. She liked to watch him play everyday with all the other black boys. No one suspected that she had a thing for black guys, seeing as how she was one of those shy, artistic, intelligent type white girls who never got into trouble. It just wasn’t expected. The truth was that she did feel a certain pull toward them, Taylor in particular. It was mostly his style. He wore the baggy pants, the big shirts, the dew-rags, the diamond studs, and she loved it. She had heard some things about Taylor however; that he had a lot of energy, that he always won the fights he was in, that he had connections, and that basically, you didn’t want to mess with him. She had to admit that this excited her a little.

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Taylor raced across the court and snatched the ball from a boy on the opposing team and arrowed off toward their hoop. After zigzagging around another boy he dunked the ball, much to the other teams disappointment. His friends patted him on the back as he went to sit on the bleachers. He had been playing nonstop for a while now and was sweaty and hot. Because it was the day before Christmas break, the school schedule was altered and they had two hours in P.E., so he decided to take a short rest. He spotted Kayla as he walked to sit down and made sure to pass right in front of her on the way to his destination. He had noticed her interest in him the past few weeks. Taylor sat about 10 feet away from where Kayla conversed with her friends and glanced over at her. She was wearing a slightly low-cut powder blue sweater, and a jean skirt that showed just enough of her legs to make him a bit warmer than he already was… one place in particular. But by far, her best feature was her eyes; wonderfully blue and clear, and topped by soft curvy eyebrows. Currently, Taylor had three girls he was going out with, none of which went to his school, and none of which knew he had other girls. They were all black… He figured it was time for something new.

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Kayla had stopped paying attention to Kyra and Jacob’s Christmas Break chatter when Taylor had walked by, passing so close that she had felt the air move in his wake. She glanced over at him, admiring how his muscles showed through the white wife beater and dark blue gym shorts he was wearing. While she was observing this, he made eye contact. Kayla, blushing, turned back around and pretended to be involved in the conversation. His eyes were so intense. Jacob noticed her blush and her distraction. “Kayla? Yoo-hoo… Wake up!” he said as she shook herself back to reality. “What did you say?” Kayla blinked. Kyra laughed, “You’re all red and you’re staring into space with this weird look on you’re face.” “What? Oh… um, it’s nothing. Hey I’ll be right back, I’m gonna go get some water.” Kayla got up and headed toward the double doors that lead to the locker room hallway. It was a short hall, the only rooms off of it were the athlete’s locker rooms and the weight-lifting room, and all were empty and quiet. Reveling in the silence compared to the very noisy gym, she took a deep breath and let it out. As she walked to the fountain she thought about the look Taylor had given her. Was it possible he knew? She hadn’t told anyone, so if he had noticed then he would’ve had to have been watching her as well, a thought that interested her greatly.
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Taylor had seen Kayla get up and make her way to the hall, his gaze focused on her hips as she walked. Nice ass he observed, deciding to follow. He was going to get her all worked up into a lather for him. He didn’t know if she had a boyfriend or not, but he didn’t care. He would fuck him up good if he got in the way.
As he walked through the double doors she bent down to drink. Doing so caused her skirt to hike up a few more inches in the back, revealing even more of her legs to him and causing a familiar burning in his loins. He wanted a challenge, some resistance, and he figured with Kayla that’s what he would get. Taylor had heard that Kayla was a bit conservative, but he was sure that with the right tactics he could make a gap in that barrier. No one could say no to him, not for long anyway. He smiled as he quietly walked up behind her. According to the people that new her, Kayla was a virgin, and they always had the best reactions…
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While she was drinking from the fountain, Kayla was startled to feel as if there was a presence near her. She looked between her legs at the floor behind her, and saw a pair of Nikes, out of which came some lean but nicely built legs, the bottom fabric of dark blue shorts barely visible before her skirt obstructed her view. Taylor had followed her? Her stomach fluttered. As she was lifting her head from the fountain, she felt a hand gently slide up her leg underneath her skirt and another hand rest itself on her hip.
She froze.
The one hand stroked her inner thy, and then slid up even farther to rhythmically smooth over her panties. She felt a warmth build up in between her legs. Kayla knew she should walk away, but this had never happened to her before (most guys knew where she stood on this kind of thing), and she was intrigued. She stifled a noise of alarm as the hand slipped inside her underwear, slowly massaging her clit. Her knees began to weaken. Why wasn‘t she doing anything about it? Any other guy would have been kneed in the groin by now. At the same time she was thinking this she found herself wanting more, and it sickened her that she could be so easily influenced. At that moment a finger slid into her, not very far, but it surprised her enough. Her legs trembled, but Kayla grabbed the edges of the water fountain and slowly straightened herself up, trying to look undaunted and uninterested.