Tina had been a cheerleader at Franklin High for three years, and if life was fair, she would be one of the most popular girls in her high school. But life wasn't fair, and while Tina had always been friends with the other cheerleaders, none of the boys ever seemed interested. Tina was tiny- just 5'3", and not more than 90 lbs—and was always the top girl in the cheer pyramid. She was good at climbing up, doing her thing standing on one foot and extending her arms, and then letting herself fall to the waiting arms of one of the boys on the cheer squad at the end of the pyramid formation.
But once the cheer squad finished after a game, the boys all gravitated toward the other girls, taller and with bigger boobs than Tina. They even teased her a bit, calling her "tiny Tina" and making fun of her little tits that barely filled a training bra. The fact is, Tina was lonely and was tired of being a "little girl." Like every other 17-year old girl in her school, she was constantly frisky and curious about sex. When she would fall into a boy's arms during a cheer routine, her little pussy would sometimes itch, and become a little wet, as the boy's hands touched her legs, thighs, and ass. She smiled and sometimes wiggled a little in their arms, but they never seemed to notice, just lifting her like a doll and setting her down on her feet, as if she were merely a prop.
Sadly, the boys in her school went for the big boobs and long legs of cheerleaders like Misty, who was always going out with either one of the male cheerleaders or one of the sexy football players. Misty was at least nice to her and talked to her after the games. After one hot afternoon game, when the two girls were getting dressed in the locker room, Misty was talking about sex, and about the old guy in the neighborhood who was so much better at eating pussy and fucking than the high school boys.
"Oh. My. God," Misty was saying, "This guy is fucking amazing. He can eat pussy for hours, and he fucks so long that I have two or three orgasms."
"Wow," marveled Tina, "He sounds amazing. But he probably wouldn't be interested in me- none of the boys are. They all want big titties."
"I don't know, Tina," replied Misty with concern for her little friend, "He really likes young girls, and I'll bet he would love to do you. After all, at his age, he doesn't have the chance to do a girl every day, like some of these cocky football players. You should wander by his house, wear something sexy, and see what happens. I bet he would go for you, girl!"
"Well, why not," said Tina, "Especially if he's as good as you say at sex. I mean what the use of losin' your virginity if you never get any sex. Where's his house?"
Misty scribbled his address on the back of Tina's hand, and the two finished getting dressed.
"You won't be disappointed, Tina," Misty said as they parted ways. "His name is Ray, and the old fucker will rock your world!" Misty laughed and said, "Tell him Misty sent you!"
Tina walked home, thinking about the old guy that Misty had described, and she noticed that by the time she got home, she was glistening with sweat, and her little pussy was getting wet and itchy under her cotton panties. It was 7 pm, and she had nothing to do on this hot Saturday night, as usual. She realized that Ray's house was just two blocks away, and so when her mom asked what she was up to for the night, Tina lied and said she was getting together with the other cheerleaders for a sleepover.
Tina put a few things in her little knapsack, and pulled on a pair of tight jeans over her only pair of thong panties, and pulled on a crop top. The top was a size too small, but it showed off her little tits better than anything else she owned and also showed off her lean taut tummy between the top and her hip-hugging jeans. She had tied her hair up in two pigtails, letting a few strands of her dirty blond hair hang down across her eyes, that she thought made her look a little bit slutty. With the gumdrop sized nipples poking through the thin crop-top fabric, she figured she could get the old man's attention. Then Tina put on her jean jacket even though it was way too hot for a jacket, to cover the slutty top before she walked out past her mom. She even brought her platform sandals, which added a couple of inches to her height and forced her posture to make her tits poke forward, and her little ass stand out.
"Bye, mom, see you tomorrow," Tina said on the way out.
"Bye, bye, Tina. Be good," her mom replied.
Tina didn't say anything but thought to herself, I'm fuckin' tired of bein' good. Tonight, I'm going to be a bad girl. A very bad girl!
And so Tina headed down the street, put on the platform sandals, and strutted around the corner on to Walnut Street, where Misty told her old Ray lived. When she reached his house, she was pleased to see that Ray was sitting on his porch, dressed in shorts and a white sleeveless t-shirt, most appropriate for the steamy hot weather. He was drinking a beer and smiled as she approached his house, and looked up at him on his porch. He was not bad looking for an old guy, with strong arms, big shoulders with some sort of tattoos, and just a small paunch under his t-shirt. He had salt and pepper hair, and a rough-looking beard of the same shade. When she walked up his walk toward the porch, Ray smiled with a big grin that showed off his relatively white teeth.
"Are you Ray?" Tina asked, as she walked right up to the steps of his porch, and looked up at him. She pulled off the jacket, and stood up straight, thrusting her little tits forward as best she could.
"I am," Ray replied, as he looked Tina over, and licked his lips a bit. "And who might you be, cutie pie?" He was fascinated by the hot little teen, with the dirty blond pigtails. Her tiny crop-top showed off her mini-tits with what looked like puffy nipples, and her low-cut jeans showed off a firm little tummy and a tight little ass in back.
Tina smiled as he looked at her with obvious interest, and cocked her hip a bit, and smiled back. She was still a little bit nervous though, and not sure of herself. She wasn't sure what to say, and how to introduce herself. She knew a beer would help though, so she asked him if she could have a beer.
"Well, I don't know, sweetie. You don't look like you are old enough for a beer." Ray replied.
"Oh, I'm old enough, alright. I got my ID," Tina said, as she turned and pulled her new ID that said she was 18 from her tight back pocket. She hopped up the two steps to the porch and handed it to Ray, who looked at it closely. After handing him the ID, she stood with her hands behind her, pushing her little tits as far forward as she could.
"Hmm", said Ray, looking at the ID. "Tina Jankovitz, 88 lbs, green eyes, blond hair, 5'3". Birthday, January 26, 2002. Okay then, I guess everything checks out. I'd say your hair is what we used to call dirty blond but this says you are 18." And he reached down and pulled a beer from the cooler next to his bench.
Tina stepped up on the porch to take the beer and took a big gulp.
Immediately, Tina felt a warm buzz, and she relaxed a little bit. She smiled at Ray, and he moved slightly and patted the bench beside him, encouraging Tina to sit down next to him.
She sat down, and smiled saying, "I guess my hair is dirty blond, ain't it?" She toyed with the end of her ponytail and twisted it between her fingers. Ray raised his hand that had been resting behind her on the bench and put it firmly around her tiny waist above the jeans. He took a sniff of her hair.
Tina liked the feel of his rough hand on her warm flesh and smiled at Ray.
"I'm friends with Misty from the cheerleading squad," she blurted out, for no apparent reason. "Misty told me to tell you that she sent me." Tina wasn't sure she should have said this, but Ray seemed to be pleased and seemed to become even more friendly toward the cute teen.
"Well, why didn't you say so sooner," Ray said with a big grin, as he moved his hand up and down Tina's bare torso and under her crop top. He barely brushed her little boob, but Tina shivered when his rough hand touched her there.
Ray assured her: "Misty and I are REAL good friends. And any friend of Misty's is a friend of mine. It's so nice of Misty to send such a cute friend of hers to see me." Ray said as he continued blatantly feeling up the teen, stroking the firm but soft flesh between her tight jeans and the clingy crop top. As he continued stroking up and down her side, he said with a leer, "I like how you cheerleaders keep your bodies in such good shape. You've got a hot little body on you, Tina"
"Mmmmm, that feels good, Ray," said Tina, blushing a little at his compliment. And she leaned back and drained the rest of her beer.
Ray took the opportunity to bend down and gently massage each of her little tit mounds, before rising up to give her a little kiss. He then leaned in and kissed her neck and breathed heavily into her ear, making Tina giggle a little and shiver with pleasure.
"I'm out of beer in my cooler here, Tina," Ray said softly, "So let's go inside and get another one for you."
"Sure," said Tina with a big smile, as she let Ray take her hand, and lead her inside. Ray's cock began swelling as he anticipated the fun to come.
Ray followed Tina inside, looking at her tight butt in the jeans. His cock continued growing inside his shorts as he admired her ass. What had started as a dull Saturday night was starting to look much better. Ray put a big hand on Tina's bony hip and guided her toward his kitchen. She walked right up to his refrigerator, opened it, and grabbed a fresh beer. Ray grabbed one and guided her toward his living room, and the big tan couch that dominated the room. Tina plopped down, and again took a big gulp of the beer, before she put it down on the table next to her. She leaned back and stretched her legs out in front of the couch. Ray sat down close to her and again leaned in and nibbled on her neck. Tina giggled and reached over and put her hand on Ray's shorts, where she could see his cock tenting the shorts upward.