1. She is the One (Part 17)


    Date: 1/19/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

    place to go for some privacy. I led her up into the loft, over a few pieces of furniture that I had to lift her over because of her wide skirt, and to a relatively open area with a dusty chair as the only place to sit. She turned to me in the darkness and put her arms around my neck. “So romantic,” she cooed. I rolled my eyes. “As romantic as any place in this school will be, anyway.” She leaned up and kissed me lightly on the lips. “Well, we can make it better.” We kissed, the chalky smell of our makeup unable to dampen our passion. Her fingers traced lightly down my cheek as my arms encircled her waist, molding our bodies together. She moaned lightly and broke off with a giggle. “You think anyone can hear us?” she said, looking back towards the stairs. “Nervous?” “A little,” she admitted. I kissed her again and said, “Sit down.” She looked at me in confusion but obeyed, bouncing slightly as the thickness of her skirts created a cushion for her rear. I leaned in and kissed her again, pressing her head back into the seat as she giggled with pleasant surprise. Her hands tried to push me away but I seized them and slammed them against the armrests. I could feel her eyes open in surprise but she didn’t stop kissing me. Rather, her tongue came out and challenged mine to a fencing contest. Our breath, hot and heavy, swirled together along with our tongues. I kissed down her neck to the swell of her breasts, which spilled over the top of her bust. She moaned lightly. “So why ...
    can’t I move?” she asked breathlessly as I continued to kiss her breasts. “Because I say so,” I replied, snaking my tongue between the fabric and her skin, trying to reach her nipple. She giggled and said, “You’ll have to pull the dress down , hotshot.” I flicked my eyes up to her face. “Actually, I need to pull it up .” “Up?” She frowned. “Yes. Now keep your hands there or I’m going to stop.” “Stop what?” I lifted her skirts (no easy thing since they were like cloth curtains) and gathered them in her lap until I reached her bare legs. My slid my hands up along her soft thighs, earning appreciative moans and shivers from her, until I reached the edge of her panties. I ran a finger along the outside of her pussy, the tip just barely grazing along her pussy lips. She put a fist to her mouth but was unable to stifle a pleasurable moan. I continued to trace my finger along her slit as I brought my mouth down to her thigh, lightly kissing and licking it with the deft motions I had learned from eating her out so much. She remembered them as well; her panties were steadily becoming more wet and her groin was twisting this way and that as my thumb slowly traveled up to where her clit was. I pressed down very lightly but she still let out a gasp and, “Oh, Jack …” “Yes?” I said, lifting my head from her thigh. “Oh, nothing. Please keep going.” “You sure?” “ Yes !” “Hmmm…I don’t know. You don’t sound like—” She seized the collar of my coat and dragged me up so I was looking straight in her ...
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