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Chemistry Class

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Chemistry Class by Medievil (medievil_faire@rocketmail.com)This happened a few years ago, when I was still inhigh school (I'm 23 now). I was in my chemistry class, and we had asupply teacher that day, so nobody was paying attention to the video hewas showing us because he couldn't teach anything. So, the girlsitting behind me and I started talking. We've been friends for a fewyears, and we've always joked about sex and stuff, so I startedtelling her how much she was turning me on, and I tried to point out thebulge in my jeans that was being made by my then-soft dick. After afew minutes of bullshitting, I started getting a hardon, and Iquickly pointed it out and said something to the effect of "There, no lookwhat you did!". She just smiled and laughed. I tried to grab herhand to bring it to my crotch, but she was smarter than that (damn!), soI asked her if she wanted to see it. She said "Sure", so I pulledmy bookbag up in my lab, zipped my coat up about halfway (the airsystem in our school suck, so the teachers never said anything about whatwe wore to class), reached down, unzipped my jeans, and pulledmy cock out through the fly up into the space between my jacketand my t-shirt. Ipulled my jacket against my now hard cock and said"There...look". she looked and grinned, so I moved my jacket alittle so she could see it. She looked at my cock and grinned again, and Isaid "Big enough for ya?". She said "Oh yeah". I'm not huge, butI've got a respectable 7 inches. I reached inside, grabbed mycock, 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 knew it,so what was I to do. Well, I'll tell ya. I reached in my coat, andjust started jerking off. She sat there and watched me andsmiled, watching me rub my hand up and down my shaft, the foreskin movingback and forth across the head. I asked her a few times if she'dlike to help, to which she politely refused. When I felt myselfstart to cum, I stopped and pulled a Kleenex out of my bookbag, andthen proceeded to jerk off until I shot my load into the kleenex. Igave her one last look at my dick and shoved it back in my jeans. Shegrinned and said "I'll help next time". I said "okay". This wastowards the end of the year, so I didn't see her all summer, but thenext year I was editor of my school yearbook, and she was on thecommittee, and one day we were alone in the yearbook office, and westarted joking around again, and I reminded her of her promise. She toldme to pull it out, which I did after making sure the door was locked. I got hard instantly, and she finally touched my cock, and ranher hand up and down the shaft, and played with the foreskin,pulling it back over the head, and watching it go back. I moaned, and shegrabbed my cock and started jerking me off, like I had done to myselfthat previous spring. I didn't think anything could feel as goodas her hand circling around my rigid shaft, getting me off. That was, until she knelt down, and took me in her mouth and gave me myvery first and best ever blow job. I felt her tongue work it'smagic on my manhood and inch by inch, it disappeared down her throat. The head of my tool rubbed the back of her throat, sending chills downmy spine. She pulled off me, grinned, and then went back to work,bobbing up and down, up and down, up and down, and jerking it everonce in a while. Well, in no time, I was ready to shoot my load, andthe year before in our history class, we had once discussed whether wewould want a girl giving us a blow job to spit or swallow (that wasn'tthe discussion of the class, just me and my friends in the backcorner). I said swallow, and she must have remembered, because whenI came the biggest load of cum I have ever felt shoot out of my cock inmy life, she took it all, and savoured every drop. When she hadmilked me dry, she pulled off one last time, smiled, and then kissedthe head, and that was it. I zipped up, and many jerk off fantasiesfor weeks to come (or, maybe that should be "cum"). We workedtogether that whole year, and nothing ever happened again, except for whenevernobody was looking, she'd reach over and give my crotch asqueeze. If she was lucky, I might already have been starting to pop aboner in my jeans. Well, thanks for taking a WONDERFUL trip down memorylane. I hope to be able to see her at our reunion in a few years! If anybody wants to share any stories, feel free toemail me at medievil_faire@rocketmail.com