Sister of a classmate
That May evening was quite hot. I was in 11th
grade at the time, dressed not superbly, but not too badly either: in low-rise jeans and a white tank top that clung tightly to my toned body and exposed
my strong arms. I had cut my long chestnut hair and now my face
looked more masculine, and my brown eyes gazed boldly and even
defiantly. Nearby sat a small group that interested me
only because the older sister of my classmate was with them. I saw her
for the first time. She was a girl about 19 with straight golden hair and gray eyes. There was nothing particularly special about her:
rather paleskin, thin lips, a denim jacket hid her chest. But what interested me about her was her legs.
She was wearing a black mini-skirt that showed
just how slender they were. Her legs were very slim, and the black high-heeled
shoes emphasized that sexiness. The slit of her skirt was
so deep that the lacy edge of her stockings was visible. I started
thinking about masturbating with thoughts of her wonderful legs. But to
my surprise, she stood up and walked towards the kiosk. When she disappeared from the sight
of those she was sitting with, I decided to seize the chance and hurried after her.
When I caught up with my acquaintance's sister, I was at a loss for words and blurted out what came to mind.
— Hey, want me to guess your sister's name?
— I already know it myself. — she replied — Why are you bothering me?
— Maybe I want to meet such a beauty? I'm Maxim. What's your name?
She remained silent, I continued:
— Are you thirsty? — I was even surprised by my own question
She laughed: — I wouldn't say no to some water. Shall we go into the school?
She pointed to where I studied, I didn't object. After a moment of silence
she asked:
— You decided to do this with me right in the school?
I liked this turn (no need to waste time on persuasion), but
so as not to be rude I still said:
— Why did you decide I want to do something with you?
— Well, first, you didn't insist on knowing my name when I didn't say it. And
would you be leading a girl into a school if you wanted romance?
— Right — I confirmed — And why would you agree to sex with a stranger when
you have people you trust?
— I don't think I have to explain myself. I see you often and that gives me
a chance to find you. You wouldn't have gone where I suggested if you wanted something bad. But we had already reached the school. Entering unnoticed, we passed through the door leading to the basement and she said:
— Right here? It's so uncomfortable.
— Don't worry, follow me.
Leading her to the corridor of the emergency exit, I checked if the doors leading from all floors of the school were closed. It was more or less clean here. This place was a three-story landing.
— Well, let's do it here — she said — Just be quick, I
didn't leave for long.
Then she rolled up the sleeves of her denim jacket and, bending her arms, pressed her wrists against the wall. She arched her back and, rounding her charming ass, presented it to me. I unzipped my fly and took out my cock. It was so large and aroused.
It was completely veiny and had reached its maximum size. The crimson, wet head was exposed and the tight balls were swollen with accumulated sperm. I placed my palms on her hips and sharply ran them down her legs, pulled the stockings down to mid-thigh and felt the bare skin. This turned me on and I lifted her skirt up and pulled down her thin black panties.
— Come on then — she urged
It happened. My cock thrust sharply and powerfully between her relaxed
buttocks. I powerfully impaled her ass onto my cock halfway.
— Don't stop — she said with a sigh of pleasure
— Are you going to do it like this? I wouldn't want you to cum right on my back. — she said, barely holding back deep moans in time with my movements.
Then I grabbed her hips again and forcefully drove my cock in to its full length. She let out a thin cry of surprise, choking on a scream of pleasure.
— Do it like that! — she pleaded
— I'm about to…
She didn't finish, surrendering to the pleasure. I squeezed her hips even tighter and
began forcefully impaling her on my rock-hard cock, pulling out completely and
her wrists became completely white from the plaster, her back with each movement
arched more and more, rounding her ass and allowing me to fuck her, she
— More. Harder. Ah… Ah… A-ah. Yes! Yes — was all I could hear
I jerked the base of my cock. This brought the orgasm closer. With renewed speed I
began tearing her ass apart. Here she especially tensed, strongly arched her
back and the moans escaping her lips were impossible to hold back. With her whole body, she pushed onto the voluminous cock. At that same moment, a powerful stream began to flow along it.
The first part powerfully, scaldingly gushed between her
relaxed buttocks. I shoved my cock even deeper. Lubricated with cum, it
moved easily and quickly. The second portion spurted out as I was pulling
it out. The cum foamed in her anus and the remnants got on her buttocks. I wiped
my cock on her ass and put it back. She took a couple of seconds to
compose herself. Pulled up her stockings and panties. Adjusted her skirt and said:
— I liked it. Too bad there's little time.