This story is n't gon na be hardcore or anything, I 'm just cranky and bored .. Girl point.of.view. -- - It 's Finals calendar week, and everyone is stressed. `` What 's a better stress reliever than sex ? '' I joke quietly as I walk to my Friend Miro 's menage with him and our admirer Trevor. Miro grins and clinch me, groping me and then net ball go. I smile and push him away. `` Perrrrrrv, '' I say, then glance over at Trevor. `` Do n't you harmonize though ? '' I ask him, smiling softly. He blushes and looks away, mussitation, `` Umm, well I 'm a Virgin, sooo .... '' My grin widens and I say, `` Well, I got ta fix that. '' The spirit in Trevor 's eyes tells me he 's not sure if I 'm good or not, but Miro quickly says, `` Use my bed ! '' and then we arrive at his home. We all walk to his elbow room, and I pull out my piping and weed, loading a arena and taking a hit before passing it to Trevor. He takes a hit and passes it to Miro. We rotate a few times til the room is smokey and we 're all pretty senior high. I take Trevor 's hand and impress it to my interior thigh as I ramble about howFinals are bullshit. I smile at Trevor and his eyes meet mine before wandering down, to where his hand is. `` Hot ! '' Joan Miro yells, reminding us he 's still there. I laugh and change the way I 'm relaxing, my straits on Trevor 's lap, pulling his hand to my chest as I close my eyes, giggling at how gamey I am. But not too luxuriously to obnubilate my judgement. I know what I want, and what I want is .... Trevor. `` Miroooo, go 'way, '' I mutter. `` This is my houseee though, '' he whines, but walks out and shuts the door after him. I quickly get up and pull off my shirt and bra, straddling Trevor 's lap as I start to kiss him, my tongue gentley sliding against his upper lip, asking for entranceway. He kisses me back eagerly, his hands sliding down my denude skin. I push him down on the bed and osculate him again, rubbing my hips against his as I feel myself get more randy, wet ... Trevor slides his hired man down my trouser, under my panty, quickly sliding between my bring down rim to trifle with my slit. I moan quietly, kissing him before sliding down and undoing his jeans, then pulling them down with his Boxer. I hear his gasp of surprise as I lick the tip of his pecker, and I smile to myself before I start to suck it, taking it into my mouth and rolling my tongue on it 's underside. Trevor moan and his hands go to the back of my head word, guiding my mouth on his member. I keep going for a while, but pull away and grab something from my backpack. `` Safety is aphrodisiac ! '' I giggle, pulling out a condom and tearing the wrapping carefully. I look at the condom for a secondly before putting it on the desk so I can pluck off the rest of my clothes, suddenly a little bit shy. I glance over as he pulls his wearing apparel off, and then I grab the rubber and unroll it onto his phallus, smiling, my heart racing. `` This is actual, '' I mutter to myself as he gets on the bed and I get on top, closing my heart and breathing for a second, biting my lip, trying to blot out my eager but uneasy grin. Trevor grin at me, and I position myself over his pecker, then slowly slide down on it. We both let out groan of joy. I giggle to myself, realizing this is my first base time, too, in a way. I 've never done it on a bed, let alone in a home. My articulatio genus wo n't get all messed up this meter ! I think to myself. I start to lift and gently degenerate myself on his dick, riding him, slowly building up a musical rhythm. We 're both moaning, and his hands are on my pelvis, guiding them ... I slowly rive away, then look at Trevor. `` You should be on toppp now, '' I murmur, smiling. He gets on top of me, positioning himself at my twat 's entrance, and pushes in, leaning down to buss me. We kiss as his hips move, pushing innnnnn and outtttt, my legs wrapping around him and my hands tangling themselves into his fuzz. We keep going, until his external respiration changes more, and he pulls out all the way before pushing back inside me, my pussy tightening as we both climax, my pegleg tightening around him and my hands trying not to pull his hair too surd. We both lay there for a moment, breathless, before he gets up and twist off the condom, tying it and throwing it away. I reach my arms out, gesturing for him to come back and cuddle with me. `` That was .... '' he mutters, but I kiss him, cutting him off. We lay together for a while, and then I get up and slowly get dressed .. < 3




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Trevor smiles as we quickly scamper into the girl 's bathroom much after school day, so nobody will see us. With barely a few lyric, we kiss passionately in the minuscule confines of the stalling before I reach down to un-button and zip his jeans. In state of affairs like this, I tend to have a minuscule joking manner to hide how excited I am, so I make a comment about how pestiferous zippers can be. He puts a little physical pressure on me, telling me with his hands what he wants. I get on my human knee and get out his delicious turncock from his shorts, licking and sucking the brain, looking up at him a couple times. I take as much of his blockheaded manhood in my mouth as I can, bobbing my capitulum as I suck. One of his manpower moves to guide my head, and I try to call for his peter into my throat, barely able to before I pull back and retain sucking. His other hand goes to my head word as well, and I love when a guy can take a little command like that, and my lower region starts to get wet. I keep going for a while, wondering why I ca n't make him cum. I give up. for the time being and come back up to osculate him eagerly, our natural language touching and bodies pressed together. Wanting to be pleasure as well, I move one of his workforce to the figurehead of my jeans, and his slides his handwriting in, fingers touching and stroking my pussy as my apprehend dig into his denim jacket. His finger move in a glorious way that only a guitar or bass histrion could move, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning aloud. As I get near my climax, I realize I need to be leaving soon. I pull away and jibe my phone, then grin weakly from my almost fully pleasured fatigue, telling him the prison term, and that we have to go. We both fix our pants, and I look around before we both walk out of the bathroom, kissing softly before we emerge back into reality .