With all the girls around at school, it was hard at least half the time. I was always pointing it this way or that, down a pant leg or up under the waistband of my pants, trying to hide it. Suddenly Linda moved my left hand down to her right hip and firmly placed it there, then moved both of her own hands down to grab through my jeans both of my ass cheeks and pull my whole body firmly against hers. “Ooooh!” I exclaimed, stunned, as shock and lust coursed through me. Nearly as tall as I was in her heals, she drove her pubic mound against my enclosed stiff cock. Somehow she had zeroed in on my cock where it lay hidden down my left pants leg, as if she knew exactly where it was due to some primitive fucking instinct. Meanwhile she pressed her firm, ample tits against my chest, and breathed into my left ear. “How is that, Johnny,” she breathed hotly into my ear, before her wet lips closed on my earlobe. I could only moan in reply. I could feel the softness and heat of her body. Suddenly I realized she was looking at me and I instantly turned away, dredging up embedded memories of a shy thirteen year old caught mid-gawk at Melissa Montague’s pert new breasts in seventh grade. I wait for an anxious eternity before glancing her way again. Our eyes meet and she holds my gaze with an assuredness that completely draws me in. It wasn’t the come-hither or I’m-yours-if-you-want-me-just-make-the-first-move seduction that women on the prowl usually gave. It was a deeper, more alluring communication that let me know we were the reason the other was here tonight. I couldn’t look away. I must have been in full ogle when she shifted her attention back to her friends, and not a moment too soon. John started waving his fingers about two inches from my face with a snarky, ‘Earth to Ryan! Somebody sees something he likes. Yes, she’ll do just fine.’ He sized her up like a cheetah about to pounce on a gazelle and I felt an irrational need to protect her swell inside. I barked.
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