A girl in my class – Part II [High School] [True story] [M/F]

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Part II

That monday back to school felt a little awkward. She caught me looking at her a couple times, but would just smile and quickly look away. We talked, and she asked me how soon I’d be able to hang out again. I had a soccer showcase tournament that weekend so I told her I was too busy. We then made plans to hangout after school that week at a time we were both free.

After school, we walked to my truck which was in the student parking lot. We went to Jimmy John’s and brought it back to her house. Her dad was away on business, and her mom wouldn’t be home until much later, so we watched some Breaking Bad on her couch in her living room before transferring to her room. Given I’d already finished the show twice through, I found it difficult to get lost in the show. I became nervous and couldn’t stop from focusing on my breathing as my heart beat faster.

I’d like to think I played it pretty cool, but my mind was racing. ‘How much did she remember? I’m sitting in her bed with her watching a show, of course she remembers you idiot! Would she get freaked out if I put my arm around her? Or what if I pulled her into me, laying her head on my shoulder?’ I always seemed to over think things in these situations, but was grateful because they kept me from doing things I might regret. Things like allowing that night to continue, knowing she was a mess and I was practically sober. It took every fiber in my being to not just let her do what she wanted to me in my car that night. Hell, I probably could’ve fucked her. Obviously I wasn’t being as cool as I thought, because while my mind was going through scenarios of how to try and resume what had happened the night of the dance, she lay on my shoulder. My chest tightened, and my breathing became unsteady. I was so happy in that moment. The fact that this girl I had so many common interests with, but was different enough from me made this moment even more special. Her hand lay on my stomach as I tried, unsuccessfully, to control my heartbeat and breathing. She looked over at me with worried eyes and said, “You’re so tense. What’s wrong?” How do I tell her that nothing is wrong, rather, everything’s right and I’m just not used to it yet? How do I tell her it’s not often I’m this close with someone, and that excites and scares me all the same? “I’m… I-.” Fuck I was not used to this. After pausing to articulate my words, I proceeded, “I guess I’ve just been thinking a lot about the party, and have been wondering exactly how much you remembered from that night.” “Everything,” she said, speaking in a soft calm voice, “And I meant all of it.” Her words put me at ease as I smiled, putting my arm around her and holding her close.
Over the next few minutes, we sat in silence as she traced randomly over my jeans with her fingers. Ever so often grazing my crotch. My erection had become quite noticeable by now, and she noticed.

“Can I now? I mean-.” She said before I cut her off.

“Yeah… of course.” I said as a small smile grew on her face.

She then slowly undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped them before I lifted myself up allowing for her to take off my pants. I was extremely erect as my hardness strained against my boxers. She put a hand down my waistband before grabbing the head of my cock with her fingertips. For the first millisecond she felt my cock with her soft hand, it felt as if my balls were in my stomach. She sucked in air, unintentionally holding her breath as she explored my cock for the very first time. She looked me dead in the eyes as her face reflected every move her hand made. I took off my boxers allowing her to better stroke me. After a couple of minutes she asked, “Can I put you in my mouth?” I nodded as she began licking along my length before sucking on my cock head. She then tried taking my entirety down her throat, but only got half way. She tried this for a couple of minutes, getting closer and closer to the base each time. Finally, in one swift movement, She took me into her throat from my head to the base until her nose was against my pubic bone.
Suddenly, we could hear the garage door opening, and I was forced to remove myself from her mouth with an audible pop. Her mother was parking in the garage as we ran downstairs and resumed the show we’d been watching. For the rest of the night, while her mom was upstairs doing whatever, she kept giving me these looks. These looks said, ‘I can’t believe we almost got caught’ and ‘I can’t believe we just did that’.

Her house was old, which meant we’d hear her mom coming down before she could see us in the living room. She turned the volume lower so we could hear her mom upstairs, and she leaned in to kiss me. For some reason, the fact that just moments ago, she had my cock in her mouth, but now, we were too scared to do anything else but kiss made the moment all the better. Eventually, we had our hands on each other and I put a hand down her leggings.

“Wait!” She yelled quietly. “My moms right upstairs.”

As she said this, my fingers made their way past her panties, and two of my fingers were deep in her pussy. She gasped before submitting to my advances, resting her head on my shoulder. I fingered her as she continued to get wetter and wetter. She didn’t say a word as I continued to invade her with my fingers. All she could do was stifle moans of pleasure against my shoulder as she laid on me.

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