The Foreign Exchange Student – Chapter 1

The Foreign Exchange Student. Author: slpher5050. The story is including Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, Teen Male/Teen Female, Teen Male/Teen Females, Virginity, Young Genres. Hi guys, this is my first story on this site. I hope you like it!

The Foreign Exchange Student – Chapter 1 (school sex stories)

Author: slpher5050

Emile had gotten off the plane a couple of hours ago, but was already quite exhausted from his long flight to an unfamiliar country. Just seven hours ago, he was sitting comfortably in his bedroom in Marseille, France. Typically he was a laid-back and casual type of guy, but traveling across the country as part of a foreign exchange program had gotten him pretty nervous. He had been assigned to the “Hill” family as part of a two month deal where he traveled to America to experience American culture and to ultimately perfect his English. Luckily, Emile had been taught English for many years already, and he was already quite fluent in the language.

He had already met the entire Hill family, and they had a lot fewer people than he expected. The father named Tom, the mother Theresa, their only son Michael, and their only daughter Maya. Michael, however, was in France with Emile’s family as part of the foreign exchange program. It was kind of a trading children type thing for a couple of months. The Hill’s seemed nice enough. They had accommodated him with anything he needed, and his bed – on which he was currently sitting – was a lot larger and more comfortable than the bed he had in France. He was contemplating how he would arrange his clothes in the closet for the stay when suddenly, Maya opened the door.

“Would you like some snacks?” she asked. Her uncontrollable giddiness and overwhelming sense of enthusiasm was apparent to Emile.

He calmly looked at her. Maya was very cute and short. She had the type of personality where you felt like she was oblivious to how attractive she personally was. With brown hair, a skinny figure, and with curves in all the right places, Maya had already become the subject of admiration of many boys in her class. As a junior in high school, Maya had made the cut for the varsity volleyball team due to her athleticism and fitness. And Emile could definitely tell by her physical appearance.

“No thank you.” Emile said.

Maya hesitated as if she wasn’t sure if it was polite to insist he eat something. She was already nervous before she met him, and now that Emile was staring at her with two steely blue eyes, she was downright awkward.

“Oh yeah, that’s fine. Whatever.” Maya finally sputtered. “Whatever you need, just tell me… Or uh – us. Just tell us. It doesn’t have to be me.”

She sprinted away to her room. There definitely weren’t many boys that had made her a melting, sputtering mess before just by looking at her. Maybe it was simply because he was French, but Emile was arguably the most attractive boy she had seen in her life. He had wide set shoulders which tapered down to a narrow waist. And even though he wore a loose-fitting t-shirt, Maya noticed the distinct outline of a six-pack. His biceps bulged and flexed with every movement. She would definitely love the feeling of having his two muscular arms wrapped around her, protecting her.

Maya now sat on her bed with her cell texting her friends. It was already 10 pm after a long and exhausting day helping her mom make the house look nice for Emile and picking him up at the airport. Although she was having conversations with her friends, Maya’s mind was definitely preoccupied with something else. She couldn’t help it. A muscular and handsome boy, the same age as her, was in the room next to hers. Only a thin wall separated the two. If this were a movie or book she thought, the possibilities were endless. They could end up making out by the end of the night.

The thought of this got Maya hot and heavy. Her mind wandered to a thousand different places as her loud breathing became noticeable and she became flushed. Maya didn’t masturbate very often, maybe once or twice a week. However, she quickly decided that now was as good a time as any. She quickly stood up and went to lock her door when the spitting sound of the shower turning on stopped Maya dead in her tracks.

“Holy shit.” she thought. Maya hadn’t really told Emile which shower he was supposed to use – either the shower near her mother’s room or Maya’s own shower – but apparently Emile had made that decision for himself. Maya was about to finally lock her door and do what intended to do when she realized something. Emile hadn’t locked the bathroom door. In fact, the door to the bathroom wasn’t even completely closed. A simple nudge of the door would give Maya an all access view of Emile and his body. Maya couldn’t believe she was placed in this situation. By now, her heart was beating so quickly it felt as if it was trying to flutter away in her chest. “Was he lathering himself in soap at this very moment?” “Is his six-pack as amazing as it first seemed?”

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Maya took a deep breath. This was entirely inappropriate! Emile had only arrived from France today and was probably exhausted. However, Maya couldn’t deny it. All this vacillating and mental conflict had gotten her really wet and turned on. Right across from her in the hallway, she thought, Emile was standing naked. Maya tried to will herself to close her door, but instead she found herself taking her first step out of her room. All she wanted was a peek.

Maya quickly glanced down the hallway and saw that the light in her mom’s room was already out. There was no chance for her mom to walk out and catch her. She tiptoed across the hall and stopped her hand just short of nudging the door open. “Crap!” Maya thought. She really needed an alibi or an excuse in case Emile caught her looking. Maybe she could say she was getting her toothbrush and towel because he was taking too long?

“No way,” Maya thought. She couldn’t sell that excuse in a million years. After ravaging her mind for another thirty seconds, she ran back and grabbed her iPod and settled on the excuse that she was listening to music and simply “didn’t hear” that the shower was on.
She slipped her earbuds in for no reason besides her pathetic excuse and began to open the door. Calmly, she slipped her face through the crack and glanced at the glass shower door.

“Oh. My. God.” she whispered. Although the glass was a bit steamy, Maya could make out everything clearly. Maybe she was wet before, but after seeing Emile’s body, she was positively soaking. Maya didn’t know how to react. Maybe he had been masturbating in the shower, and that’s why, Maya noted, his cock had become quite stiff. She obviously hadn’t noticed it before, but Emile’s cock was incredibly large. Many well-defined veins bulged out of it and Maya swore she could make out its pulsating head. She estimated him to be well over 8 inches. To be honest, she didn’t even think he was completely hard yet.

Maya then checked out the rest of his elite figure. She previously suspected Emile to have a six-pack, but now noted that in fact he had a full on eight pack. It was insane. Every time Emile turned his body, each ripple and muscle movement of his abs could be seen. His skin was taut and tight, and lacked even an ounce of excess body fat. His large and well defined chest visibly rose each time he took a breath. With any arm movement as he jacked off or washed himself, his steely pectorals often involuntarily twitched in unison.

Physically, Maya was now just soaking wet. Mentally, she was a horny, uncontrollable mess. If Emile were to step out of the shower and asked her to spread her legs, she doubted her ability to resist his command. The skin on his back was smooth and tight as it rolled and dipped over all the muscles he had on his upper back. She could imagine the scratches that she would leave on his back after a wildly hot night with him and his beautifully large cock.

Maya had a few sexual experiences with boys before, but having sex with Emile would be something she probably couldn’t take. She doubted that even a forty year old mother of eight could handle the sheer aestheticism of Emile’s body and his massive cock. Emile could probably deliver any woman a quadruple set of orgasms and turn them into a spluttering mess before he even inserted his entire cock into the pussy.

“What the hell!” Emile shouted as he covered himself. “What are you doing?”

He had just noticed Maya’s face gazing wide-eyed at him as he took a shower.

Maya panickedly began stating her rehearsed alibi. “Oh sorry I was just trying to get my stuff and uh… didn’t hear you because of my iPod.” She awkwardly held it up. Emile continued to stare at her.

“I was just looking at you for a bit because I wasn’t sure um…” Maya paused. She had no clue what to say. She really hadn’t thought this through, and now Maya was in a predicament where a naked, ridiculously attractive boy was staring at her while she herself looked like a peeping pervert.

Emile glared at her and wrapped a towel around his waist. He saw that Maya was clearly a bit distraught at this point. She was dressed in her pajamas, but Emile could still clearly make out her large breasts and apple shaped bottom. Her hair seemed pretty frazzled and she seemed even jittier than before.

Suddenly, it dawned on him. Maya had been peeking in on him to get a look at his body. This extremely cute American girl who he had only met for a day was peeping in on him taking a shower. Emile’s glare quickly changed into a small smirk. He wasn’t stupid. Emile was pretty self-aware, and he knew the effect he often had on girls.

“What were you actually doing?” He confidently asked.

“Honestly nothing.” Maya desperately responded. “I just didn’t hear you because I was listening to my music.”

“Really,” Emile responded with a small grin.