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One Thousand Apologies - Part 4

Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Incest, Male/Teen Female, School, Young, Author: stillers7, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

and it was only the second class of the term. Did I really want to be a math major? Maybe I had more of a future with the computer classes. Glancing at my watch, it was 11, still twenty minutes until the end of class and forty-five until I got to see Hannah face to face for the first time since she had made me a man on Sunday. As my mind wandered onto that topic the crotch of my jeans began to tighten. Finally! Class dismissed and I was skipping down the steps and acrossed the courtyard. I still had twenty five or thirty minutes until Hannah would arrive, so I headed back to my car to get the food I had picked up at Sheetz. I was going to make this a proper late summer picnic! There was a clearing with two tables inside a patch of trees, surrounded by one of the main classroom buildings, a commuter parking lot, the street which separated the college from the high school, and a girl’s dorm. I sat, my hands fiddling with the bag of food, my eyes locked on the building on the other side of the street which held seventh through twelfth grades. 11:40, 11:45, another few minutes, then I saw her! Emerging from the entrance to their parking lot, she ran to the other side of the street (or more properly, just a two lane service road which divided the properties of the two schools) and looked up to see me waving after she heard me call her name. I stood as Hannah got near, then we embraced and our lips met, sharing a passionate kiss until I had to come up for air. She smiled and ... gushed, “I’m glad to see you too!” I said, “c’mon, sit down” as I led her by the hand to the spot at the table where our food waited. “I got some chipped ham sandwiches and pumpkin gobs, and I hope you like Pepsi!” She surveyed the table, then looked back at me to say, “My, aren’t we romantic!” as she found her seat. I smiled and asked, “So how was your day?” “Oh my God, let me tell you about Mrs. Yoder…” and she proceeded to give me the low down on all her teachers and classmates as we consumed our meal. Having finished the food with twenty minutes to go before she had to report back to class, I dropped our trash in a can and reached out my hand out to her. We took a slow walk down the trail between the strip of trees and the dorms, generally headed back towards her school. We didn’t talk much, instead just enjoying the feeling of our fingers intertwined as the noon sun beat down on our face. When we reached the street again, about a hundred yards down from where we started, we hugged and shared a quick kiss. She looked back over her shoulder and mouthed “call me” as she crossed the street and then ducked into one of the side doors of her school. *** Having arrived home after school, things were settling into the in-school routine. Supper, some early homework, then into the kitchen to call Hannah once the folks were in front of the TV. After the obligatory introductions, she whispered into the phone “You know when I teased you the other day about ‘wanting to see it all the time’? ...