Finally losing my virginity to my dream girl in high school (Part 3) [MF]

Thanks to everyone for the outpouring of support! Here’s part 3.

Part 1:[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gfbhdz/a_lifechanging_high_school_blowjob_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gfbhdz/a_lifechanging_high_school_blowjob_mf/)

Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ghdxzv/sneaking_off_with_my_dream_girl_at_a_high_school/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ghdxzv/sneaking_off_with_my_dream_girl_at_a_high_school/)

Preface: some details have been changed for the sake of anonymity and storyline, but all the plot and events are all true. I love almost all the PMs I’ve gotten but please, stop asking for pics of Jules. It’s not happening. I’ve posted my own nudes but don’t feel comfortable sharing hers.

Even before the nights we’d spent together, Jules had always been in the back of my mind. But in the last few weeks, she’d become the only thing I could think about. I couldn’t stop thinking about her reactions. The way her eyes lit up when she unbuckled my pants. How she giggled. I felt so lucky. I thought it was just a matter of time before I lost my virginity to her and it flooded my head with excitement and anxiety every day. Even with all the things that’d happened, I didn’t know how we would take the next step with her. I still didn’t have the confidence to make the next move. I spent all weekend again hemming and hawing over what to do. Should I wait? Should I let things play out and maybe things escalate? Or should I ask her out? I spent hours torn over what was next. I’d never asked anyone out before. Even if I decided I should, how would I do it? But as Sunday afternoon rolled around, a text from Jules made my decision for me.

Sneaking off with my dream girl at a high school party [MF]

Thanks to the reception of the first Jules story, here’s more! There might be a part 3 if people like this enough.

Disclaimer: some details have been changed for anonymity’s sake, but all the plot and events are all true.

Part 1:[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gfbhdz/a_lifechanging_high_school_blowjob_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gfbhdz/a_lifechanging_high_school_blowjob_mf/)

I woke up the next morning pinching myself, wondering if last night was a dream or if it actually happened. But the short text conversation from the night before confirmed it. Wow. Jules had really sucked my dick last night with skills I didn’t ever imagine her having. I wanted to tell my friends, but I convinced myself that I could blow (no pun intended) my chances of anything in the future if I outed her. At lacrosse practice, my mind was somewhere else. I spent hours trying to decide what to text her, still worried that one wrong step could fuck up, to quote Bob Ross, my “happy little accident.” So all of Saturday passed without a text. And so did most of Sunday. I finally got up the guts to send something to her Sunday night. Even though all I said was “hey :),” I was still so nervous that I threw my phone at my pillow and left it there for 20 minutes on silent. In that twenty minutes, I’d convinced myself that she’d never respond, and that she’d seen it, and that she’d shown her friends, and that they’d make fun of me for being clingy, and she’d never want to see me again…

A life-changing high school blowjob [MF]

Disclaimer: some details have been changed for anonymity’s sake, but the plot and events are all true.

In high school, I was a quiet kid. I was generally well-liked and good looking but never had enough confidence to talk to girls. I hung out in the outskirts of friend groups. My only contact with girls was when I’d get set up for awkward dance pairings with girls on the outskirts of their friend groups. But there was one thing I had in my figurative back pocket and literal front pocket: a big ol’ cock. (Look at my past posts if you want a visual)

I went to a large private high school, so there wasn’t just one “it girl” but a dozen of them. Absolute knockouts. Volleyball players with asses that made my friends and I drool. Girls that went on to model and became trophy wives. But there was one who I’d crushed on for years: Jules. She was a model student who ended up at an Ivy League school and is now a lawyer. Speech and Debate, Newspaper, and star of the soccer team. A blonde, 5’6” spitfire with perky B cups and an ass sculpted from years of soccer and vanity. She was the type who worked hard, took no shit, and got what she wanted. And speaking of wanted, she also had a vicious rumor following her: she liked big cock.