Lockdown

This happened last year, and it surprised the hell out of me. In history I sat next to this amazing hot girl, whose name I'll withhold for her sake. Any how, I never ruled her out as someone that I could have a relationship with, because we are still rather different, so I'll settle for her friendship.

Now, on to the story. It was a dull grey morning, nothing special. In English we were listening to the announcement that we were to have a lock down. If you don't know, a lock down is when they rehearse the events of an emergency. It's when they cut all the lights, and put this loud beeping alarm in the background. It remains this way for about 30 minutes (Though not always constant)

The idea of a lock down must have spurred the hope of getting away with skipping, for when I arrived at History, there was only 10 people, including my friend. I sat down next to her, and we began talking, until class started. About 15 minutes in we left Hitler, because the PA came on and began the lock down.

Most of the people went to the other side of the classroom, I went to a corner, she followed me, and we sat down. We couldn't really talk, but when we sat down she took my arm put it around her and leaned up against me. This really surprised the heck out of me, but who was I to complain? About five minutes passed, nothing interesting happened, but that soon changed.

The first thing I noticed is that her legs were twitching, and her breathing was changing. I initially thought she was having a seizure, but through the darkness (The room had no windows), I could make out the movement of her hand at her crotch. There was this girl masturbating right next to me. Almost immediately I got a hard on. I had no idea what to do, I couldn't see anything, so I wasn't getting any satisfaction by simply being there. I swear my body was acting by itself as my hand slowly moved to the action. My hand was moving slowly, but about three inches away, she grabbed my hand and pulled it to her pussy.

She was wearing a skirt so my hand immediately rested on her mound. I was overrun by panic, and wonder, so I leaned my head to her ear and whispered her name, and she said my name back in the same way, so I decided everything was okay. I started to move my hand up and down her pussy, and she started twitching even more. Her pussy was so slippery, and it was even more fun when I moved my fingers up to her clit and started to rub it in between my index and thumb, which caused he to move around even more. I got even bolder and I moved my hand down and stared to finger her. I did this for a while, before I wanted to try something I had always been interested in doing. I moved my finger down to her asshole and I started to rub the outside of it. I then got a little bolder and slowly pushed my finger up into her asshole, which actually made her jump. I started to move it slowly in and out, and moved my other hand down to her clit, which I started to rub with more speed than the first time. This pushed her over the edge, and she dug her head into my shoulder and moaned into my shoulder. I felt her asshole clench around my finger and even more juices came gushing out of her pussy.

I thought that it was over with that, but it was then I realized my boner, I guess during the action I had actually forgotten about it. After I wiped my hands on a rag in my bag, she leaned over and put her hands down my pants and grabbed my cock. She started to stroke my cock, and it was enough in the first moments to drive me crazy. I moved my hand under her shirt and found that she wasn't wearing a bra. I started to fondle her boobs and had some fun pinching her nipples. It didn't take her very long to get me to orgasm, which could be interpreted as a shame that it didn't last longer. When I finally came she put the rag over my cock head and caught my spunk. The alarm was still blaring, but I think she was panting as I was, she reached over and kissed my cheek. I put my dick back in my pants, and I guess that she was rearranging her skirt. In a few minutes the PA came on announcing it over. As we packed up, I looked around the class room, no one had mischievous looks on there faces, so it looks as though no one ever knew what we were doing, and to this day, no ones ever hinted at anything. When we left, she caught my eye and we both blushed. There might be enough for a part two, because something happened a short while ago.