Sex in School (part 1)

It was just a normal day at school…

History class, boring as ever. I was slouched in my seat, concentrating hard on a drawing I was working on: hundreds of little soldiers laying siege to a fortress. This was much better than listening to the teacher…I was always one of those kids that never listened and still got A’s. Sitting near me was Marissa, the hottest girl in my class. She was really tanned, having just gotten back from a vacation to Florida. She had brown hair, light eyes, and lip gloss on. Her white shirt made her bra underneath stand out. Her short skirt plus the way she folded her legs gave me a clear view at her entire leg up to her thigh. I remembered last week, at my best friend Mark’s birthday party, how I actually got to make out with her. Well, it was just a game of spin-the-bottle, but it was amazing anyway.

“Hey Marissa. Check this out,” I whispered, giving her my notebook.

“Hah, that’s pretty good,” she said, looking over.

“Damn Marissa, that outfit looks really good on you,” I complimented her.

“Thanks Chris,” she answered, smiling.

She gave me back my notebook and, giggling, she pointed at it. I saw, in her handwriting, ‘I’m horny’. My mouth dropped for a while. She was horny? Damn, now I was horny! But we were in a classroom with 15 minutes left in class. Maybe we could go to a bathroom during the 7 minutes we had in between classes. “Yea right,” I thought to myself.

“Horny, huh?” I said, smiling.

“Yup. Horny,” she whispered, laughing now.

“So, what can I do to fix that for you?” I asked, daringly.

“Well, we can play a little game. It’s an endurance game,” she said.

“Hm? A game huh?” I asked, curious now.

“Well, it goes like this: we both do what we can to make the other player cum. Since we’re in class here, well, its ‘hands-only’. The endurance part is, whoever cums first loses,” she said, knowingly.

“Wha….? Are you serious?” I asked.

“Well, you know, I just thought…” she quickly started stuttering, embarrassed.

“No, no, I’d love to play. This’ll be fun,” I said, grinning.

“Oh, okay. Good then,” she said.

Her hand moved to my crotch, and her fingers gently reached for my zipper. I quickly moved my left hand to her thigh, and crawled to her panties, moving my hand like a spider.

“Oh, that was good,” she said, still smiling.

She got my zipper open, and her hand moved around in my pants in search of my cock. Once her soft fingers wrapped around my shaft, she pulled it out, allowing it to stand straight up, in all of its 8 inch glory.

“God Chris! It’s…big!” she whispered loudly in admiration.

“I’m happy you like it,” I answered, smiling.

She smiled back and began to stroke me. I tried not to look at her hand, so I quickly got my fingers behind her panties and began to feel up her pussy. I had to work quickly if I wanted to win this game, since I’d be cumming in a minute, more or less. I rubbed her slit gently, as my fingers searched for her clit. I could see the pleasure on her face as she closed her eyes and let out soft moans. I made the mistake of looking down at her hand on my cock, and I almost erupted.