After School - Part One

After School - Part One by
We were very young, very inexperienced (at least I was), and of course we were always very, very horny. We went to the same high school. I was a Junior. She was a Freshman. She always seemed to hang out with kids older than herself. No surprise, she acted and she looked older than her 14 year old classmates. I had seen her around but it wasn't until I made new friends with a classmate of mine that I came to meet her and by the end of the year a bunch of us were always hanging out together. School was letting out. It was one of those warm, early-spring days. Vicki tugged on my books and said, "Follow me." She had a glint in her eye that added something mischievous to her smile. I followed her and in a minute we were on the bus she takes to get home. The bus stopped at the corner of her street and we walked from there to her house. She immediately led me upstairs to her room.

Daddy works nights, she said, almost as if she read the question in my face. Being in her room began to turn me on in a serious way. A typical bedroom for a girl. It smelled of her, as if I had my nose in her long, dirty blond hair. Vicki always turned me on anyways. But we never really hung out alone together, never mind in her bedroom! She was cute, petite, and always cheerful sometimes giggly. That's how she seemed right then, giggly. She plopped down on the edge on her bed, kicked off her shoes, untied her hair, and let out a long sigh. I noticed the outline of her small breasts as she stretched herself. I was already getting a hard on so I sat down next to her, hoping to hide it. Out of the blue, she said, Guys are so different from girls. Know what I mean? No. What do you mean? I asked dumbly. She giggled and said, You know. Well I stumbled as I caught her openly sneaking a peek at my crotch. Another giggle and when she smiled I saw that mischievous glint in her eye again. My cock was already pulsing in my jeans. She moved closer to me, put her hand on my thigh, Kiss me, was all she said. I leaned forward. More erotic than any adolescent imagination that I could have had was the sight of her lips parting as my lips approached hers.

Our first kiss was a long and sensual, although somewhat tentative kiss. I shifted my position from beside her to nearly over her and in doing so I felt my crotch press against her thigh. When I realized that she moved her leg toward my bulge and press further, I caught my breath. She began unbuttoning my shirt. When she pulled at my shirt to get the last couple of buttons I nearly came right there. The shirt stroked up my cock as it was pulled out of the tight fit in my jeans. She was looking straight at it and it was noticeably twitching. Another smile, another glint, another twitch. She leaned her head against my bare chest. Now, my nose really was in her hair, drinking in her scent, and I could feel my cock already starting to leak. She unbuttoned the top of my jeans and began to pull the zipper down. A groan escaped me and I leaned back to lay down. I was in heaven as her hands began to explore the outline of my erection barely hidden by the fabric of my briefs. The tip of it was poking up above the waist band and I nearly jumped when she touched it. Immediately I realized it wasn't her hand that touched it but her tongue. Hhhhmmm, I heard her hum. Then, she sat up and started to take her own clothes off. She motioned to me to finish taking mine off and so I did. When we were naked, I was unable to stop staring at her spectacular body. Her handful sized breasts were so perfect, nipples hard, a red pink color above her pale skin.

Her legs were slightly spread and I focused on her bush, the pubic hairs the exact same color as her head of hair. She took a deep breath, stretched again and said, Wanna play? Smile, glint, twitch. I smiled back but the voice inside my head was saying, Wow! I've never been naked with a girl before! What do I do, now? Then, without really thinking about it, I leaned forward and kissed her right breast, then her left one. It was so exciting. And then, as I felt her fingers lightly dance upon my hard-on, I reached down to do the same between her legs. At the same time, I licked my tongue across her nipple ... her body quivered and she let out a soft moan. She laid back, spread herself halfway, and whispered with that glinting smile, Eat me. Please? That's when the terror struck me. You see, I still did not know exactly what that meant! Ha ha. From my imagination alone, I knew what it would be for her to eat me, but I had only a vague idea of what was required of me to eat her. As I hesitated, I think she began to realize my predicament. It's ok. Ill teach you what to do. Big smile, big glint, big twitch. I saw her hands reach down between her own legs and her fingers caress her pussy. That seemed to immediately make her body melt. She let out a long sigh.

With a sudden change to the tone in her voice she said something that took me by surprise more than anything else that had happened so far that afternoon. You know what? I've never seen a guy touch himself. You ever do that? Let's do it together. Please? I want to watch you do it. Please? We were laying, facing each other, and as she began again to caress herself, she looked in my eyes then down at my cock. I still hadn't moved. So, she reached out and placed my hand onto my shaft. Please? she asked one more time. Of course, I had masturbated hundreds of times in private. And while this was a totally new experience for me (in every possible way) as soon as my hand touched my cock, it took over all by itself. I could not have stopped myself even if I wanted to which I didn't want to. She resumed her own caresses and it was obvious that she was getting into it right away. Her legs and thighs were moving with the increasing pump of her pelvis, pushing into her hands. I could smell her more and more as my breaths grew deeper and stronger. I have to lay on my back, but I want to see you so would you sit up for me? Please? she said with a smile and another sly glint. So, I sat up on my heels as she laid flat on her back. My cock was positioned so that it was pointing up but toward her stomach.

Closer. I want to see it closer, she half giggled. I did as she asked so that my cock was now over her breasts. Closer, she repeated. I was then stroking right above her face and she was beginning writhe below me. My shortened breaths became gasps and when I heard her say, I want to see you cum, I was taken completely over the edge. I saw her body stiffen and her mouth open in a silent howl as my first pulse shot high into the air. Even before it landed, the second one shot up almost as high. I was looking right at her as my cum began to rain down; first a stream across her forehead, and drops into her hair. The next two shots landed on her chin and some on her neck, then more in her mouth. She was alternately stiffening and wriggling as her own orgasm pulsed through her. My prick continued to pump, but in smaller and smaller pulses, until finally I had to take my hand off of it. The feelings were too intense. My breathing still labored as I watched her own convulsions begin to subside. As she lay there, her hands still between her legs, my cum all over her face and neck, she licked her lips, smiled and the glint returned. Daddy won't be home 'til late. Wanna stick around for awhile?