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Memory Lane

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Memory Lane by Medievil Fire (medievil_faire@rocketmail.com)This happened a few years ago, when I was stillin high school (I'm 23 now). I was in my chemistry class, and wehad a supply teacher that day, so nobody was paying attention tothe video he was showing us because he couldn't teach anything.So, the girl sitting behind me and I started talking. We've beenfriends for a few years, and we've always joked about sex andstuff, so I started telling her how much she was turning me on,and I tried to point out the bulge in my jeans that was beingmade by my then-soft dick. After a few minutes of bullshitting, Istarted getting a hardon, and I quickly pointed it out and saidsomething to the effect of "There, no look what youdid!". She just smiled and laughed. I tried to grab her handto bring it to my crotch, but she was smarter than that (damn!),so I asked her if she wanted to see it.She said "Sure", so I pulled mybookbag up in my lab, zipped my coat up about halfway (the airsystem in our school suck, so the teachers never said anythingabout what we wore to class), reached down, unzipped my jeans,and pulled my cock out through the fly up into the space betweenmy jacket and my t-shirt. I pulled my jacket against my now hardcock and said "There...look". she looked and grinned,so I moved my jacket a little so she could see it. She looked atmy cock and grinned again, and I said "Big enough forya?". She said "Oh yeah". I'm not huge, but I'vegot a respectable 7 inches. I reached inside, grabbed my cock,and pulled back the foreskin, exposing the head. I told her tolook again, and she did and laughed (great self-esteem booster, Itell ya). Well, I had my cock out, nobody but the two of us knewit, so what was I to do. Well, I'll tell ya. I reached in mycoat, and just started jerking off. She sat there and watched meand smiled, watching me rub my hand up and down my shaft, theforeskin moving back and forth across the head. I asked her a fewtimes if she'd like to help, to which she politely refused. WhenI felt myself start to cum, I stopped and pulled a Kleenex out ofmy bookbag, and then proceeded to jerk off until I shot my loadinto the kleenex. I gave her one last look at my dick and shovedit back in my jeans. She grinned and said "I'll help nexttime". I said "okay". This was towards the end of the year, so Ididn't see her all summer, but the next year I was editor of myschool yearbook, and she was on the committee, and one day wewere alone in the yearbook office, and we started joking aroundagain, and I reminded her of her promise. She told me to pull itout, which I did after making sure the door was locked. I gothard instantly, and she finally touched my cock, and ran her handup and down the shaft, and played with the foreskin, pulling itback over the head, and watching it go back. I moaned, and shegrabbed my cock and started jerking me off, like I had done tomyself that previous spring. I didn't think anything could feelas good as her hand circling around my rigid shaft, getting meoff. That was, until she knelt down, and took me in her mouth andgave me my very first and best ever blow job. I felt her tonguework it's magic on my manhood and inch by inch, it disappeareddown her throat. The head of my tool rubbed the back of herthroat, sending chills down my spine. She pulled off me, grinned,and then went back to work, bobbing up and down, up and down, upand down, and jerking it ever once in a while. Well, in no time,I was ready to shoot my load, and the year before in our historyclass, we had once discussed whether we would want a girl givingus a blow job to spit or swallow (that wasn't the discussion ofthe class, just me and my friends in the back corner). I saidswallow, and she must have remembered, because when I came thebiggest load of cum I have ever felt shoot out of my cock in mylife, she took it all, and savoured every drop. When she hadmilked me dry, she pulled off one last time, smiled, and thenkissed the head, and that was it. I zipped up, and many jerk offfantasies for weeks to come (or, maybe that should be"cum"). We worked together that whole year, and nothingever happened again, except for whenever nobody was looking,she'd reach over and give my crotch a squeeze. If she was luck, Imight already have been starting to pop a boner in my jeans. Well, thanks for taking a WONDERFUL trip downmemory lane. I hope to be able to see her at our reunion in a fewyears! If anybody wants to share any stories, feelfree to email me at medievil_faire@rocketmail.com