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After School Part Two

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After School Part Two by Let's get into the shower. OK? Vicki said, after we had been laying together for a few moments. The smell of our first sex play together was heavy in the air. Even though I had cum (mightily) just a few minutes before, I still had a rock hard erection. One of the upsides to being a sixteen year old virgin, I now realize as I think back on it. We unentangled ourselves and, as she got up off the bed, she looked directly at my cock and smiled with that now familiar look in her eyes. We're not done, yet, are we, she giggled. I smiled back but remained on the bed as she walked to the door leading into the bathroom next to her room. Coming? she asked, turning her head around just as she passed out of sight. Wow! I thought to myself for the umpteenth time. One more second later, my hard-on was leading the way to catch up with her. I entered and saw her sitting on the toilet. Oops, I said and started to turn away. Don't go. I don't mind, she said nonchalantly. It must have been a quick pee because she was already getting up and wiping some tissue across the crack of her pussy. Then ... flush. Can I ask you something? Sure, I replied. Do you have to wait for that thing to go down if you have to take a leak? That made me laugh. I mean, if you had to go and you couldn't wait, what would you do? Stand on your head, or something? We were both laughing loud. She was so funny the way she was asking. Otherwise, it would just be squirting up in the air. Right? She stepped toward the shower and began to set the water on when she turned back she said, I mean it. Has it ever happened to you? Well, ya. I shrugged. And? she quizzed. Well, it is awkward uhm Come on, tell me. Better yet, show me. What do you do? Well, I don't really have to go right now. So, show me anyways. I wanna know, she was giggling again. But, I was kind of embarrassed. I didn't know what to do. And, because of the change in the moment, my prick was beginning to droop, anyway. Nevermind, she said as she tested and approved of the shower's water temperature. Before getting in, she stepped toward me, put her arms around me, whispering in my ear, repeating something she said just a short while ago, I'm so glad you came home with me, today. I've thought about you for a long time. Feeling her body against mine made my erection come back to full. She wiggled against me a little and then looked up at me, straight in my eyes. Nothing could have stopped me from kissing her with all my passion, however adolescent it may have been. I could feel her nipples hard against my chest. My hard-on pressing against her belly. Her hands holding my ass cheeks. My arms fully wrapped around her. Earlier, in the bedroom, we had already confessed to each other that we were still both virgins. And, although we had played with each other, as she described it, we had not made love. Throughout it all, I kept struggling with many different emotions. She was much more knowledgeable about these things than I was and I hadn't had the courage to ask her about that. But, holding her, kissing each other so meaningfully, feeling my emotions grow so great for her and so quickly, I had to know. Did she feel the same? Or, did she just like to play? I've never taken a shower with a girl before, I said. The question in mind was implicit in my remark. Me neither, she giggled, taking my hand and leading me into the spray of warm water. She handed me a bar of soap and said, You do me and Ill do you hee hee. And don't miss any parts, she winked. I stood behind her and started to lather the soap against her breasts and tummy. Her slippery butt pressed up against my groin. A chuckle escaped me as I thought to myself, If she was a couple of inches taller, or if I was a couple shorter, I think it might slip right in! What? she asked, in response to my little laugh. Nothing, I said. Tell me, she said back. Nothing, I repeated. Tell me, she insisted with a little laugh of her own. So, I told her what I had just thought. She turned around, hhhhmmm, I've never done that either. And, with that, I found myself asking her, How do you know so much even though you're still a virgin? Without any pause, she exclaimed the internet, silly! I nearly jumped as I felt her hands close around my penis, her fingertips met just underneath my balls. And, I want to try everything I've read and seen with you, today, right now Well almost everything she said, ending with a tilt of her head, then a smile and a glint in her eyes. As she began to kneel down, her gaze dropping to my prick, a smile came across my face as I thought to myself, Wow, is she going to do it? Yes! as I felt her lips begin to kiss the tip of my circumcised cock. Then, with the end of her tongue, she massaged that most sensitive part at the front and top, just below the pee slit. Oooohhh. Aaaahhh, I heard in my own voice. But, the best part was when she took the whole head into her mouth, her lips circling around where the head meets the shaft. Immediately, I was on the verge of cumming. My knees wobbled and I heard myself grunting. She stopped, unmercifully, I thought. Wait. Let's finish our shower, first. I want to show you something. She must have seen the agony in my face, saying, It's OK. We've got lots of time. We finished washing each other. I think she was careful to not bring me too close to the edge again. And, she even seemed a little bit hurried. Clearly, she had something else in mind. By the time we finished toweling ourselves off, my erection had finally subsided. I had been hard for almost an hour by that point and in a way it was a relief to just relax a bit. But, I did frequently feel the twitches and a tightness in my stomach never went away. She put on her robe and I put on my jeans. Otherwise we wore nothing else. Back in her room, while she toweled her hair, she asked me to turn on her computer. I told her I didn't know how. Don't you have a computer at home? No, I use the ones at school. They're PCs. Yours is a Mac. Oh, OK, she said as she started it up herself. Open the windows, please? OK, I said as I got up to do as she asked. Then, so, ever surf the net? she asked. Sometimes, at school, I replied. Oh, well, the ones at school are filtered. Besides, there's no privacy, there. she said in a mock whisper. The computer finished it's boot up as she continued to towel dry her hair. She paused long enough to start the internet connection, then resumed. I had returned to sitting on the edge of the bed, just watching her. She was so cute. I couldn't get the smile off my face. Another thought returned to me, about how she seemed older than me rather than younger than me. Remembering that moment, I have since realized the truth in the old saying that girls do mature faster than boys. She tossed the towel aside when the logon came up. Sitting at the computer, her robe was not fully closed. I could see in between her tits and the insides of her thighs. My cock was stirring all over again. Come over here, she said. You know when you asked me, How do I know so much? Well, take a look at this and tell me what you think. As she finished saying that, a screen appeared on the computer. It read, YOUNG SEX BOYS AND GIRLS ALONE AND TOGETHER. I found this one day, a couple of months ago, and you won't believe how much this one guy looks just like you! She clicked through a bunch of screens and then suddenly there was a picture of a guy on the screen and damn if he didn't look almost exactly like me! My eyes were as wide as dinner plates. He was sitting in a chair, shirt off, his jeans opened at the top and he had a haircut just like mine. The caption read, I'M YOURS. PRESS HERE TO ENTER. Wanna see more? she asked with her mischievous giggle. I can't believe it! was all I could say. Ever since I found this site, I've been coming back to it over and over again. And, I've thought of you every time. She clicked on the picture of the guy and a gallery menu popped up. The titles of the galleries ranged from tame (At The Beach) to downright skanky sounding (Bathroom Shots), and everything in between. This is one of my favorites. The gallery title said, Watch Me Cum For You. It opened up and I immediately knew why she said it was a favorite. Only ninety minutes before she had asked me to masturbate with her and here was this guy, who looked so much like me, jerking himself off in a series of pictures. Before I could look at each one of them, she clicked the NEXT button and there he was cumming all over himself. One picture showed his first spurt in mid-air, heading toward his chest. His right hand wrapped around the top of his shaft. His left hand cupping his own balls. His face in the same sort of contortion as my own was just a while ago. Wow! I thought to myself for the umpteenth time. Her voice became hushed, When I first saw this I went nuts. I couldn't keep my hands off of myself. I kept thinking of you and whispering your name. Today, you made my fantasy come true. I was looking at the screen, then at her, then back at the screen, then back to her. I saw that her robe had fallen open some more. Her nipples were poking out again. My hard-on had returned and then it really jumped when I saw her take her left hand away from between her legs. I hadn't noticed it there until she removed it. For the first time that day, a blush came across her face. She half laughed when she said to me, I really want to see you do that again please? It makes me soooo . you know. I was frozen in place, in my own state of extreme arousal. Before I could move or respond, she changed the screen, clicking through to a set of pictures where this same guy was jerking off again. But, this time, he was cumming onto the face and tits of some girl. One photo showed his cum arcing through the air to the girl's waiting face, her mouth just beginning to open. The next one showed his spurt streaking across her cheek, the leading edge already splashing off of her forehead. Another showed him directing his cum toward her mouth, coating her tongue and lips, while another showed it dripping from the tip of her nose as she began to extend her tongue. In the next one, she was lapping it up. And another clearly showed her swallowing. My own cock was already beginning to start to leak again from out of the top which was pushing painfully into my jeans. She doesn't look like me. Vicki said. And, she was right. Vicki was much better looking truthfully. But, I don't care. It's him no, it's you that gets to me, anyway. She took off her robe and with a crooked smile she said, Come on. Let's do it, again.