Where it happened: school trip
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
I had been terrible with girls all through high school and usually I stayed to myself more because a lot of kids were pairing up and acting wierd. I was not really unpopular, I guess, looking back at it, but I just didn’t know how to interact with girls. This made me especially ripe for any opportunity that might come along, and it came to me on my senior trip. On the bus to the city on this trip, I lucked out, so to speak. Carol had sat behind me in a couple of classes, and we shared hatred of the math teacher bucause he was so sarcastic. Well, I sat next to her on the bus and we started talking about this mutual hatred. However, she shared with me that that teacher had actually fondled her after class last year, and she never told anyone before. This turned me on, thinking of this, and also because I never had talked about anything sexual with a girl before. We started laughing and I couldn’t believe it was me having this fun a time with a decent looking girl. Before long we just somehow had our arms around each other, sort of cuddled together shielded by our bulky jackets. I almost had an orgasm when she squeezed my hand gently and pulled it under her front and pressed it over her breast! I swear to god, that was the first tit I ever felt. Sad, huh. But I must say that I just went on like I was used to this or something, massaging and weasling my hand under her bra and feeling softly everywhere I could reach without changing positions too much. I think the secrecy of this and the closeness we were feeling was really exciting. I remember trying to touch every square inch of both breasts, in case there was a spot that was the most pleasure for her. We did a little kissing and poking other than this, but that 150 mile trip is to this day one of my most sensuous experiences even though it was just touching. What happened between us the following night in the hotel would be the subject of a more traditional story on this web site. But you have had enough of those stories haven’t you?
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