Sex in School (part 2)

The day after last time…..

That morning, I was actually excited to go to school. Yesterday I had been blown and jacked off, by a girl, the hottest girl in school, for the first time. She wasn’t in first period with me, which she was supposed to be in. I thought to myself, ‘Damnit she’s absent…’ I got into a bad mood, but then there she was two classes later, right before lunch.

“Marissa! Where were you all morning?” I asked as she took her seat near me.

“Oh, I had a doctor’s appointment. I don’t need glasses, at least not now,” she said, smiling.

“Well that’s good,” I said, responding to her small talk.

As class went on, we whispered to each other, but nothing happened. Well, nothing like yesterday. I wondered if she was regretting what had happened and if she’d never make me cum again. My cock was semi-hard just thinking about yesterday, but I didn’t want to be the one to bring it up. Then I saw her look down at my dick slightly bulging in my pants.

“Oh Chris, you getting excited?” she giggled, touching my cock through my pants with one finger, poking it.

“Well, yea,” was all I could manage.

“I was thinking this morning, and I had a really good idea. Let’s not do anything in school today,” she said.

I was dismayed. I let out a small “Oh, okay…” and looked down at my still-hard dick.

“Hey, don’t look so sad you silly boy!” she whispered, moving her head near my leg and looking up into my eyes.

I looked at her.

“That was only the first part of my plan. Now, are you’re parents home after school?” she asked.

My eyes brightened. “Wow, actually they’re both away on a business trip for 2 days.”

She smiled. “Good. Can I come over?”

“Well, I don’t know, I’m not really supposed to have visitors….” I said, faking a sense of doubt.

“Oh. Then I guess I’ll just go home…” she said, looking sad but playing along.

“Joking, joking,” I said, putting my hand on her thigh. “I love you Marissa. Of course you can come over. It’ll be fun.”

“Okay then, good. I’ll have a good thank-you present for you,” she said, kissing her finger and touching my dick again. She got up, and bent down to pick up her bookbag, making sure her ass was in my face.

BRRIIINNGG! End of class.

2:30, after school:

Marissa and I walked home together, talking the whole way. We really had a lot in common, and a lot to talk about. As we stepped up to my front door and I opened it, she stepped behind me and wrapped her arms around my back. Her hands slid into the front of my pants, and wrapped around my limp dick. Stroking it quickly, it hardened instantly.

“Oh…Marissa?” I sighed, looking back at her.

“Oh, just thought I’d say hi to the little guy before we go inside,” she said, smiling.

She stroked me inside my pants for a few more seconds, but when I got fully-hard my cock could only fit in my pants by going down along my leg. To solve this she unzipped me and pulled my dick out, stroking it one last time before stepping inside.

“Wow, you have a nice house Chris!” she said, looking around.

“Um, thanks,” I said, looking down at my raging erection. I lowered my pants and threw them on a nearby chair.

“Whoa, big boy, relax,” she said seductively, lifting my shirt and rubbing my abs with her small, smooth hands.