Naked In School

"You don’t like that," he said.

I turned away from him. "Well, you know. It’d be nice…" I couldn’t finish.

"For someone else to admit that he wanted you," he finished.

"Yeah."

I heard a deep breath from behind me. Then, "Maggie. I want you." HUH? "I want you so bad I can barely make a fist. And I’m not just saying this." I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! "Now that we’ve settled our differences, all I can think of is what you looked like when you came yesterday in bio. I want to see that again. I want to do that to you again. It’s the most fantastic thing I’ve ever seen in my life."

I still couldn’t turn around. "We hated each other fifteen minutes ago!"

"Even then, I wanted you. I just couldn’t admit it," he said.

Oh my God.

CHAPTER TEN CHUCK

OK, the moment of truth.

Look, I said I hated her, but I didn’t. I was pissed at her for spreading the Vicki rumor around, but I know she didn’t start it. It was mostly a reaction towards her antipathy for me. And, now that I knew what caused that, it all just didn’t seem to matter anymore. The only thing that seemed to matter was what she looked like yesterday when she came. I think it was permanently burned onto my eyeballs.

Look, I thought Maggie was attractive. She was slim and compact, but that was fine. And she had an absolutely gorgeous smile. I’m attracted to nice smiles. But I guess I didn’t understand until yesterday how sexy she was.

And then she turned around. Finally. And I really understood how sexy she was, because I’ve never seen desire like I saw in her eyes. "You better not be bullshitting me," she said.

"Not on your life," she said.

She was on me before I even knew what was happening. Her lips were devouring mine. She was wrapped around my body. I had to lower her onto the ground before she tackled me.

Which I suppose would’ve been appropriate, seeing as we were on the football field, but I wasn’t wearing pads!

In fact, I wasn’t wearing anything. Neither was she. We had been in such a hurry after school-her to get away, me to catch her-that we had never gotten dressed. At the moment, that was very handy. I was on the ground, Maggie sprawled on top of me, our lips locked, our tongues dancing. My hand went to her boob, and she groaned. We were like that for a few minutes, kissing, our hands running all over each other. Then I grabbed her hips, and started pulling on them, upwards. I was hoping she’d get the hint.

She did. She crawled up me, and then crouched above my face. She lowered her pussy towards my waiting tongue. I licked up and down the length of her pussy with my tongue. I did this for a few minutes, then went for her clit. I sucked it gently into my mouth. Maggie had a prominent one. I liked that-lots more surface area for me to play with.

"Oh, God, that’s so fucking good!" Maggie moaned from above me. I drew little circles around the tip of her clit with my tongue while I sucked it between my lips. I felt her thighs tighten around my ears. My hands were on her hips, and she was gently rocking back and forth, just a little, above me.

"I-I’ve never done this like this before," she got out. "With me on top, I mean." Imagine that, I actually showed Maggie Benson a new trick. "Oh, God," she moaned. "Ohgodohgod!" She increased the undulating of her hips-I was doing all I could do to keep in contact with her clit. She ground her pussy into my chin. Then she screamed "OH FUCK!" and dropped right down on top of me, grinding her pussy into my face as she came. She flopped forward, landing on her hands-which was a good thing, I was having trouble breathing-and tried to catch her breath, leaning on her hands and knees.

"Oh, God, that was spectacular," she gasped.

"You ain’t seen nothing yet," I promised. I crawled out from underneath her, and took her by her hips and gently flipped her over, so she was on her back. I positioned myself between her legs, and slid my cock up and down her pussy. She grinned up at me. I grinned back, put my dick in place, and slowly slid into her.

OK, I didn’t expect it. I knew how experienced she was-and, while I’m not small, I’m not all that big, either. She’d had a lot bigger than me, no doubt in my mind. So how in hell was she so tight? I got in all the way-finally-and she had a big shit-eating grin on her face. So, I asked her. "Don’t take this the wrong way, Maggie, but you are tight!"

"Oh, that ain’t tight," she grinned-and then I felt her pussy squeeze my dick. Then it rippled all around it. Jesus Christ, you want to talk about muscle control? Incredible. I looked at her in complete astonishment, as she still grinned at me, working her pussy all around my dick.

"You might wanna ease up on that if you want this to last longer than eight seconds," I said. She laughed, but I noticed the motion down below had quieted a bit. I slowly pulled out, and then slid myself back in. And what she was doing! She opened up as I slid in, and squeezed together as I slid out. It was absolutely incredible. Trying not to go too soon, I pushed all the way in and held there for a minute, trying to take the edge off. Immediately grasping what I was getting at, she clamped down hard on me for a few seconds.

I had never felt anything like this. Now I know where Maggie got her reputation. She was incredible.

" Jesus, you’re good," she gasped out.

"ME?" I said incredulously. She just laughed. I kept sliding in and out of her, and she kept with that muscle control. After a while, I started going faster. She went right with me. Her legs came up and hooked around my ass, and her hands were on my sides, as she pulled me into her. She squeaked every time I bottomed out. The sounds of our bodies slamming together and Maggie’s squeaks echoed throughout the empty football stadium.

I was close, but could sense that she was, too, so I desperately tried to hold on. Then, she went, howling-and there was no way I was going to hold on through that, not with her pussy doing the fucking twist around my dick. I plowed through her contractions for a few strokes and poured myself into her.

Afterward, spent like never before, I pulled her into my arms and rolled us onto our sides, and cuddled her as we both tried to catch our breath.

CHAPTER ELEVEN MAGGIE

Oh, God, I was drained. What a fuck he was. Almost as good as he was with his tongue-which was saying something!

God, it took me forever to catch my breath! "That was something," I said to him.

"You’re telling me," he grinned. "Now I know where you got your reputation." I just laughed, and started to disengage myself from him. "Where you going?" he said.

"Well…" I wasn’t much for post-sex cuddling. Well, most guys I’m with aren’t much for it.

"Don’t go," he asked, and held me tighter. "Unless you have to go home."

"OK," I smiled, and relaxed. Well, this was new. "I don’t have to go home. Daddy’s cool."

"Is your mother cool?"

"My mother ran off when I was ten," I told him.

"Oh, damn, Maggie, I’m sorry. I didn’t know."

"I know you didn’t," I said.

"You have a brother, don’t you?" he asked.

"Two," I smiled. "Joe is 12, he’s in sixth grade. Vinny’s 20, he just finished his sophomore year at State. Vinny’s probably my best friend outside of Amanda. We got each other through all the bullshit when Mom left. Joe’s the one it really affected. How about you?"

"No brothers or sisters. Both parents. They’re OK. They love me, but we kind of lead separate lives."