My experience is mixed. I can’t say that I would have wanted it to happen this way but looking back, I’m almost glad it did.
There was a tradition in my school of ‘de-bagging’ which basically meant that a gang of kids would grab someone, pin them to the floow and take off their trousers and underwear, laugh a bit then go away.
This was never done to girls but girls often took part in the de-bagging of a boy.
I had managed to escape until this day when a gang came up and chose me. So, outside the canteen building, I was pinned to the floor. My struggling was futile but I was desperate to get away since I am the shy, quiet kind. I’ll never know why they picked me.
Pinned to the floor, one of the boys asked one of the girls if she would like to take of my trousers. She refused so he opened my trousers, lowered my zip and pulled them down. being in this situation was completely alien to me. Some sort of excitement was taking over and I had an erection. having never witnessed a de-bagging, I wasn’t sure that this was normal.
A girl came forward and put her hand up one of the legs of my boxer shorts and felt around until another girl took my shorts and pulled them down. There was the usual laughing and sniggering then someone brought out a camera and took a picture of my cock. After this, they all ran away.
Some days later, I was in a chemistry class and saw some girls up the back of the lab giggling at a photograph. I instantlyknew that the photo was doing the rounds. This upset me somewhat and I asked to be excused. I wanted to go to the toilet to cry.
When I was there, I heard a quiet tapping on the boys’ toilets door. Strange. I went over and it of the girls, Joanne. She sais that she felt guilty about laughing, especially as she had been de-bagged once by a gang of hockey playing girls.
She said that she’d never allowed anyone to see her naked before and that she suspected I was the same. Then she said “I know this sounds kind of odd and maybe even selfish but I’ve felt that theonly way to overcome what has happened to me is to show someone my body when I’m willing. Now that you feel the same way about me, would you be willing to do this with me?”.
As I said, I was shy but I wasn’t naive. I had kissed a girl before and I know what a pari of tits feel like so what she was asking wasn’t something I wasn’t akin to doing, only a bit odd. I said Ok and suggested that I go to her house after school. She asked if we could do it now, but we’d have to use the toilet for diasbled people since the regular toilet cubicles were too small.
Now Joanne was a pretty girl, about 5’6, thin, pretty smile, shoulder length brown hair. I took her hand and we went into the cubicle.
I locked the door and she said “what do we do now?”. I said that she could either strip there or we could get into the mood and I kissed her. She pulled away saying “I don’t know what to do!”. I told her to do what she felt was the right thing to do. I also told her that that is what I would be doing but if she was uncomfortable with it in any way, she should say so.
I went back to kiss her and she kissed back. I forced her mouth open with my tongue and she allowed me to explore her mouth. She returned the favour with her tongue.
I put my hand on her bottom and moved it down to the back of her legs, below her skirt. Her legs were nicely tanned, smooth and tender to touch. As I moved my hand back up under her skirt, she tried to remove my sweater. I did as best I could with one hand to remove my sweater and she put her hand into my shirt and caressed my chest. I pulled her closer to me and kissed her more passionately.
I could feel my erect penis press against her stomach, and so could she. She finished openeing my shirt and moved her hand down to my bulge. “Do you mind?” she whispered, “am I going to far?”. With my other hand, I pressed her hand against my cock. I moved ever more swiftly up her skirt until I could put my hand inside her knickers and feel her buttocks.
Tugging at her knickers, she started to moan. I wanted to check that she approved but when I did look at her, she was trying to open my fly. I stood back a little so that she could get a better view of the zip. Once it was down, she put her hand in and gingerly looked for my penis. As she was doing this, I started to open her blouse. One by one, her buttons opened and when I finished, I slid it off her shoulders. her lacy white bra looked so pretty and her young body made her look like she could be advertising it in a catalogue.
She stood there, her delicate frame, exposed to the point that she was only wearing her bra, skirt and knickers. I reached behind her to unclip her skirt and it fell around her heels. I stroked her hair and cheek as she opened my trousers and dropped them. Then, with trepidation, she pull my shorts towards her and looked in. She said “I’m now the person to have last seen your penis and you were in control. Does that make you feel better”. It did and so I told her so. She said “Now please take off my knickers so that I can feel the same”. I pulled her knickers toward me and looked down but then suggested that if we want to be in full control, I should take off my shorts and she should take off her knickers. I went first and she watched with wide eyes as my penis and balls came into view. Then I watched as she bent over to lower her knickers. Her smooth legs meant that she only had to drop them a little end they fell the rest of the way. “Do you want to go further?” I asked. She shook her head then asked if she could fondle me. As she did, I could feel my juices running high. I asked her if I could take off her bra but she reached back and took it off.
Her small breasts came into view like they had a mind of their own. They were perky and white (she obviously never went topless in the summer). I started to rub them and she closed her eyes. I pulled her close to me and kissed her. My emotions for this girl were getting stronger and stronger. As I rubbed her buttocks and reached down to touch her fanny, I could tell that she was feeling the same way.
Using both hands, I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I sucked her breasts as they bounced near my mouth and sought to insert my penis but she had me in such a tight grip with her legs that I couldn’t easily move her. Eventually, I moved her and entered. She screamed a quiet scream as I took her honour but she soon started to move up and down on my tool.
The feeling of her soft skin against my not-so-soft skin was awesome and I thrust in and out until we both came.
When we finished, we started to get dressed. She put on her knickers and I helped her put on her bra. I then buttoned her blouse up for her and fastened her skirt, making sure that I could get a last touch of her body before it all came to and end. As I was getting changed, she gave me something, a photograph. She said “I’d like to keep this if you don’t mind. photo was taken. Can I keep it?” I told her that she could but I would love a photograph of her and she agreed. I was to go over her house that night and take it after she stripped especially for me.
I may even tell you what happened, if you’re good!
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