“You haven’t stopped me Paul, I’m going to finish. Turn round and face the wall and go to sleep.”
“Chloe, there is no way I’m going to get to sleep. I am more aroused than I have ever been.”
“I told you this would happen. Why are you aroused? I’m just touching myself. I’m not even touching inside my pussy. I never do. All I’m doing is rubbing around my clit until I come.”
“How do you come?”
Chloe was silent for a few seconds. “You really are clueless, aren’t you? Tell you what; you can look at what I’m doing for 30 seconds. Then you have to go to sleep. Agreed?”
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I started to pull down the covers of the bed. Chloe grabbed them back.
“No way. I’m not giving you full view of my body. Plus, imagine if Chris or Mum or Dad walked in. No chance. You can lift up the covers and look in underneath. And don’t be trying to move down closer. And keep your hands to yourself. I am going to touch myself as if you’re not here, which I wish you weren’t.”
I lifted the covers up and looked down. The first thing that hit me was the smell. It was lovely! I looked down and in the darkness I could make out Chloe’s hand inside her panties, which were still in place. Her nightie was pulled up to give her easy access. Through the gap I could see two of her long fingers rubbing around the top of her ‘pussy’ in small circular motions. I stared down for what seemed like hours.
Chloe broke the trance. “Ok, you’ve seen enough. Come out from under there. Let me finish this in peace.”
“Chloe, would you mind if I touched myself? I am really turned on, I have never seen anything like this before.”
Chloe groaned. “Fucks sake Paul. Fine, but don’t come. I’m warning you, I’m not having some gross teenager’s cum on my sheets. Wank yourself off but stop when it gets too much.”
And that was it. I took my throbbing penis out of my boxers and started pulling it. As I did I watched Chloe’s face, lying on her back with her eyes closed, asleep if not for the slight rustle of the covers and the occasional sound from her. I imagined how wet she would be. I wanted to tear down the covers and rub her pussy as she was doing. Or lick it, to taste that smell. Or even just watch her. Chloe’s breathing started to get faster, and I could tell she was getting turned on. I was thinking all of these things when suddenly I realised I had gone too far. Before I could do anything, a long burst of cum erupted from me and I knew from the force that it had landed on Chloe.
She stopped and froze. “What was that?!” She pulled down the covers and I could see her full body now, her white bra and knickers covering her. And then I noticed on the front of her knickers a long string of cum. I had done it again!
“Paul you are one immature bastard. Get the fuck up and get me some tissue!”
I leapt up and ran over to her desk. I came back with tissues.
“Wipe it off now!”
I took the tissues and collected my cum from her knickers. There was a lot, and it was started to seep through.
“It’s no good; I’m going to take these off. Paul you’re not seeing me naked, so turn around until I’m done. You have ruined this for me. All I wanted was a quick wank and instead I’m about to take off my cum-covered knickers in front of a fucking teenager.”
I turned away ashamed and excited. I could hear her slip her knickers down her long legs, and the sound as she threw them into her bin. She dropped her nightie on the floor. Then the unmistakable sound of the covers going back on top of her. I realised she would have her eyes closed again and so I dared to look round, and sure enough, she was back in position with her eyes closed. I watched her hand move the covers above her pussy, and listened to and watched her heavy breathing. Then finally, she let out a breath of relief and pleasure, very quietly, and the covers stopped moving as he hand moved away from her pussy.
“Right, finished now. You can get back in.”
I climbed back into the bed, over her and back against the wall.
“Sorry about earlier. I was just horny and needed to relieve myself. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. I suppose you coming was natural enough.”
“And did you come?” I asked.
“Yeah. You probably didn’t notice because it’s not what you see on porno films. Girls don’t make loads of noise as they are cumming. Well, I don’t anyway.”
“So where were you touching?” I asked.
“Just my clitoris. I rub there until I come. That’s how most girls masturbate. It’s very rarely that girls will actually touch inside their vagina. And don’t believe that when a girl is masturbating she’ll rub her boobs and take cum from her pussy and wipe it all over her nipples!”
“So you don’t finger yourself? Then why do you get fellas to finger you?”
Chloe laughed. “You fellas are idiots. You think that when girls let you down there that they want you to see how many fingers you can get in, and how hard and fast you can push them in and out. That’s sore, and certainly not sexy. What would drive a girl mad is if the fella would stroke a girl’s clitoris, in the same way as I touched mine. And when the girl comes, and she will, the fella should stop rubbing her clit because it gets very sensitive right away.”
“So you’re not wet then” I asked.
Chloe paused. “See for yourself. No.. wait. I don’t mean see, I’m not letting you look down there, but I’ll let you feel around my pussy for a sec. But you’re not putting your finger inside me. Just feel around the outside and see if I’m wet.”
I put my hand down under the covers, tracing from her stomach, and then down further. I was expecting to meet her knickers but then remembered she wasn’t wearing any. I felt her pubic hair, very thin and light. I followed my finger further down, where her legs were fully outstretched for me. I felt soft skin and then I felt what I had been thinking about all night — she was absolutely soaked. I traced my fingers up and down her slit, pressing slightly as I wanted to see where her vagina was.
“That’s enough Paul” she said as she took my hand and placed in back in front of me. “Was I wet?” she asked, smiling.
“Soaking. That’s so sexy. Why don’t you finger yourself? I would love to. God, I’m fully erect again!” I said without thinking.
“No Paul, I don’t want to touch in there. And you’re not either. I have a good reputation and I’m not going to ruin that with you.”
I asked, “So you’ve never had sex then?”
“Nope, and I won’t for a long time. I’ve never let a fella lick me out either, and I’m about the only girl in my class who can say that! I have let two boys finger me though. One was actually tonight, that’s why Adele and I had the stupid argument. I was round the back of the disco with him and I was standing against the wall with my legs spread. I still had all my clothes on, and he had his hand up my skirt and inside my knickers. He was actually very good at touching me, I was getting very turned on, and didn’t notice when Adele came round the corner and spotted us. When I saw her coming over, I didn’t change anything as I was nearly cumming, and anyway Adele isn’t exactly innocent. I ignored her and knew that I’d come by the time she got over to us. I was right. As Pete rubbed my clit I came hard and I dropped my head onto his shoulder to lessen my moan, as I felt my juices flood out of my pussy and onto his hand. I gently took his hand from inside my knickers; he didn’t know how sensitive a clitoris gets after it comes. He took his fingers and licked them, which annoyed me. When Adele arrived over and saw his hand leaving my skirt, she flipped, she started screaming “How the fuck could you?!” and when I eventually calmed her down she told me that Pete had fucked her less than 30 minutes before that in the exact same spot! She had lost him again inside the disco and was coming back to the spot to see if he was waiting there for her, only to be greeted with him fingering her best friend. I was a bit annoyed with myself for letting him finger me, but I couldn’t see how Adele was annoyed with me. I didn’t want to cause a scene and stormed off, telling Adele to calm down and wise up. I went back in the disco, quite upset, and I started to feel bad for Adele. I stayed for about 20 minutes and then decided to find Adele and go home to her house to speak to her. I walked out and looked round the corner to see if she or Pete were still there. They both were! There she was, on her knees in front of him, with his penis in her hand and mouth as he stood with a big smile on his face. ‘What a jerk’, I thought, and I was disgusted with Adele, I mean Pete would tell everyone about this night, when he went with two best friends, and managed to fuck one, get a blowjob and finger the life out of the other one as she came hard on his fingers. I walked up to Adele to get her to go home with me when she still had a shred of dignity but of course just as I approached her a stream of cum came from Pete’s dick and landed around her mouth. At that point I walked away and got a taxi home. And then of course I get home to find a little wanker in my bed.”
She smiled as she said this, so she was starting to warm to me.
“What about you Paul, what action have you gotten?” she asked curiously.
“None, Chloe. I have kissed a girl, but have never felt or seen a breast, no-one has ever touched my penis and yours is the first vagina I have ever seen” I said truthfully.
Chloe’s smile faded. It was obvious she was starting to feel bad for some of the things she had said to me over the course of the night.
“Do I turn you on Paul? I mean, really? I’m not that hot, my boobs are quite small and, as you now know, I don’t wax or shave my pubic hair. I’m happy with my body but I know that I wouldn’t be considered hot by fellas.”
“Chloe, I’ve never felt more aroused than tonight. I love your body. I get turned on just looking at your boobs in your bra. I love your light pubes, and your wet pussy. I love watching you touch yourself. I am ready to come just by listening to how another guy got to finger you to climax tonight, and the thought of your juices dripping down on my fingers. I love your aroma as you come. I love the thought of how many times your juices have spilled into your panties. I love the thought of how many times you’ve lay on this bed and touched yourself. I love the fact that you’ve never been fucked, that that pussy I felt tonight had never been penetrated. That you are a lady and not some slut who lets herself get fucked by any man. I love your lips and am picturing how they’d feel around my penis, just as Adele sucked Pete’s penis. You are an idol to me Chloe.”
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