Where it happened: School Classroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
Everything I know about sex today I learned from Tim, a fellow classmate of mine in high school.I got to know him quite well in my senior year. We were in a few classes together. He was quite tall and lanky, and always wore these skin tight jeans and a white polo shirt. And he was handsome. He was also pretty bold and daring. A lot of times, during class, when he was sitting next to me, he’d raise his polo shirt up, and rub the front of his jeans, where he had an almost perpetual erection. Then he’d look over at me and smile, and rub it rapidly, and would mouth the words (silently): “This is for you!” I would blush and look away, but then later, I’d give him a smile back, and he’d go back to his rubbing motion again. Sometimes he got more daring. When the teacher was occupied with something in the front part of the class (we were in the back row), he’d actually, raise his shirt up, and unzip the top part of his jeans, so the tip of his penis would stick out a couple of inches, and again he’d sort of caress the head of it with his hand, and give me a big smile. The first date we had, he took me to the movies. Once again, we sat in the back, where it was dark, and he guided my hand over to the zipper on his jeans, and he whispered in my ear: “Zip it down.” At first I hesitated, and said, No, but he kept after me, and said, “Go ahead, he isn’t going to bite you.” So, that night, I did get to feel his penis for the first time. It was long and hard and felt good in my hand.Tim used to kid me a lot after that. He called his penis, “Mr. BJ” and tell me he was a “homeless person,” and he “needs a warm home.” It was pretty obvious what he meant.We’d been dating about 6 months,when he finally convinced me that it was O.K. for us to have sex. He said he’d be sure to use protection, and that it would be fun. We found an empty classroom after school, and we fucked with me sitting on the teacher’s desk, and Tim entering me between mt legs. It wasn’t the most romantic place in the world, but it felt so good. I loved it. We came close to getting caught, and had just got our jeans on again, when a teacher walked in and wondered what we were doing there. We came up with some sort of excuse and left quickly. The second time we had sex was after the Senior prom, in the back of a limo we had rented. That was even better than the first time.The limo driver obviously saw us, in the rear view mirror, but never said a word.After we graduated and went to college together, I got on the pill, and we fucked our way through four years at the University — several times a week. The last year, we moved in together at an small apartment, and we made it a point to fuck every morning before we went to class and after we got home in the afternoon. We used every position in the book. Now we are married and we still can’t get enough of each other.A lot of times when we’re just at home, relaxing in the evening, and watching T.V. or a video, Tim will unzip he jeans or pants and let “”MR. BJ” hang out– all 8″ — and I go over and perform fellatio on him, which he loves, and then we let this “homeless person” find his nice warm home (between my legs — or in my mouth))! Tim is absolutely wonderful. I’m glad we got together in high school.Sex is the greatest thing there is.
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