1. The Class Reunion - Part One


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Boss01, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    especially in small towns like ours. While there was plenty of “petting” going on, very little of it involved actual touching of naked genitals. There was always at least one layer of clothing, and more often two, separating groping hands from aroused flesh. I had been feeling-up Alice’s first-class tits through her blouse and bra pretty regularly for a couple of months, and had finally been able to get her to let me put my leg between hers when we slowed danced, so that my thigh was rubbing her mound while her thigh was rubbing my erection. She even seemed to enjoy my cupping her ass when none of the chaperones were looking. All of that paled next to “wet humping”, which we discovered quite by accident. It was over the Christmas break of eleventh grade. We were playing pool in her basement one day, and her parents were out. She was winning every game; mostly because I was having a hard time concentrating as every time she had to bend over the table to make a shot, she would wiggle her denim-covered ass at me. I even copped a feel of her cheeks a few times. She was about to sink the eight-ball for yet another win when I grabbed the cue ball. As she tried to grab it from my out-stretched hand, we toppled to the ground; me on my back and her sitting astride my crotch. I held the ball at arms length over my head, and as she leaned forward to try to grab it, her clothed pussy lips and clit came into contact with my increasingly-hard cock. Alice got the most curious look on her ...
    face, and slowly began to rock her crotch back and forth over the bulge in my pants. She quit reaching for the ball, and instead grabbed my shoulders for support and leverage as her humping increased in speed and pressure. Meanwhile, the circumcised head of my dick slipped under the waistband of my jockeys, so that Alice’s movements acted to slide my underwear up and down my shaft and the waistband over my glans, sort of like a foreskin. Alice suddenly started shaking uncontrollably and collapsed on top of me, the vibrations taking me over the edge as I came in my pants. Alice must have felt the throbbing as I came, because she leaned down, kissed me hard, and then whispered in my ear, “Did we really just do that together?” I just smiled up at her and nodded, my ability to speak having momentarily left me. Meanwhile, the faint odor of sperm and pussy juice began to gain strength. I told her that I needed to go home and change due to the spreading wetness in my pants, to which she replied that she also needed to freshen up. “It feels like I peed myself” were her words, as I recall. Well, Alice became an insatiable fiend when it came to getting off on our new discovery. “Wet humping” became a regular part of our intimacy after that. And as it turned out, she was not only “extra juicy”, she was also multi-orgasmic. Once we got a rhythm down, she could cum five or six times before I ejaculated, often soaking clear through her Levi’s. I still never got my hands inside her shirt or ...
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