Fresh Man

I lost my virginity when I was 14, in high school.

Jon held his elbow out, and when I looked over, he had his hand in his crotch. We’re supposed to be reading, but he was looking at my through the corner of his eye, and rubbing his dick in his pants.

I blushed at first, but thought I’d be at least as embarrassed if I said anything. He had a hat on, with the bill pointed out the front, so nobody could see where he was looking. Least of all the teacher, but boys had pulled that hat trick before.

Probably for years, before I saw them looking at me, but not Jon. Maybe he had, and I just never noticed, but I got hot under the collar, and then I felt my bra. Not with my hands, I crossed my legs, and held the book up to read it, but just knowing what he was doing.

Playing with himself, right there in class, looking at me. I’d been wearing a bra all day, of course. I’d forgotten it was even there, but the attention was making it feel hot, and I couldn’t take it off. Get naked for him, and watch him whip it out, spank it for a big finish.

“Snh!” He held his breath, and trembled, but finally, he took his eye off of me. Now, I was intensely focused on my underwear, and the heat building up in there, but when he finished, he just sat up. Smiling, but not at me, he looked relieved, and satisfied.

That just made my horniness even worse, and I was sweating under the arms, it ran down my side, but thank god it was away from him, so he couldn’t see me sweat. My panties felt dry, meaning my pussy was wet, but just hadn’t started dripping, and soaking through so the whole class could smell it like a silent but deadly.

10:43 on the clock, we only had 15 minutes to sit there, waiting but every cough made me jump. 16 minutes when it got to 10:44. I’m actually surprised that I didn’t drip, and soak through, to leave a wet spot on my seat, as if I’d wet myself.

He wet his pants, in class, and nobody saw it. What a waist of an orgasm, if you ask me. I licked my lips, wondering what it tastes like, what it smells like. I’m a virgin, of course I’d seen it in porn, but never in real life. I’d read stories where the woman was dripping wet, soaking into her wet panties, and I can’t be sore whether they exaggerated, or that was just me. They had products for vaginal dryness, I’m only 14, and most of the ladies in the stories were older.

Just the ones I read, for the most part, curious about married life, and what it’s like having a husband, but they were always cheaters. Either the wife caught her husband in bed with another woman, or he liked to watch her with another man, but she didn’t know he was there. Watching, and waiting for her lover to leave her, so he could go in, and claim her.

“Huh!”

“All right, that’s it for today, enjoy your lunch.” I looked over at Jon, and I bet he smiled, but I couldn’t see it through his mask. He wasn’t the cutest boy, but he was definitely the horniest, and he had the hots for me. He nodded, and looked over, but this time he turned his head. So, I could see his eyes under the hat, and they were the most beautiful blue.

After packing up my textbook, and notebook. He met me in the hall, and put his arm around me as if we’re dating. “Play it cool.” I nodded, and let him lead me off to somewhere. I shouldn’t say, because we still use that spot, and we don’t want it blowing up. Honestly, there’s not that many places you can go, in the building that other kids don’t know about, but the faculty are oblivious.

I was so hot, and horny, I couldn’t wait. He didn’t say a word, he didn’t have to, he just helped me unhook my bra when I got my top up. Then, he undid his pants while I pulled up my skirt, and dropped my underwear, but I wasn’t thinking about anything but his dick. I finally got to see it, and it was a little soft?

Not all the way hard, but still pretty impressive, so I sucked it to get him the rest of the way hard, and the tip wet. Before he pulled my arm, turned me around, and pulled my skirt up. “UMH!” I hd to cover my mouth, so I could moan without a pillow, like I usually did in bed. Face down, only I just had the painted cinder block wall to spread my elbows on, while he slipped his hands up my sides, and cupped my boobs, with gentle squeezes from his fingers as he worked his way in deeper.

“MH!” He bottomed out, and pulled back a little just to knock on my door again. “Mh hn!” Trying to batter through it, to enter my womb, and even though I knew it didn’t work like that. Personal experience with borrowed sex toys, mostly. I really wanted him to succeed, just to give his little swimmers another inch that that didn’t have to swim, to find an egg.

“Snh!” He held his breath, and rested his chin gently on my shoulder. Trembling, and I licked my lips. Suddenly ware of the dry tanginess, I’d ignored, because it was a dick in my mouth. Prepared for any nastiness that might have been left clinging to it, like sweat, or urine residue, I’d forgotten that he’d already blown his load in class, and recovered in just over 15 minutes?

Is that quick? I’d like to think that he recovered quickly, because he’s a young teenager, and of course I’m the sexiest girl in class, if not the hottest girl in the whole school for him to risk getting caught, masturbating in class.

“Oh!” He let his hands slip up, and caught me under the arms, when my knees went weak. I managed to straighten up, with my skirt slipping down, but my undies still stretched between my knees.

“Huh, you all right?”

“Huh, yeah.” I wiped my bangs off my sweaty forehead, and I felt like I just run a million lps, without changing into my gym clothes, but, “I’m fine, thanks.” My mask slipped down when I tried sucking him off, but now it was soft, and slimy, so I let go. Looking up, he smiled, and pulled down his mask.

“Good,” he looked sideways, “But I don’t want you bragging to all your friends.”

“Oh, don’t worry.” I finally felt steady enough to bend down, and pull up my underwear. “Girls don’t do that.”

He helped me hook up my bra, and gave me another gentle squeeze, when I got settled back in the cups. Then, he looked out for me, while I was checking my clothes, tucking in my top, but he kissed me once. Real quick, and he took my hand headed back to the halls. We even sat together in the lunch room, laughing and joking as boyfriend and girlfriend, but I guess he’s right.

We probably shouldn’t tell anyone that we’re actually doing it, until we’re old enough. I don’t want him getting arrested for Statch, as much as I want everyone to know I’m not a virgin, legally I’m still to young to consent. Which is bullshit, but at least everyone knows I have a boyfriend now, and I didn’t even think about it, until it really dripped out, and wet my underwear.

“OMG!” I ran for the bathroom, and then the nurse’s office, after I wiped it all out as best I could, but she promised not to tell. It’s confidential, but she gave me the number of a place where I could tests, and pills for pregnancy, or any other sexually transmitted infections.

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