High School Lust - Marisa’s Discovery: Part 1 - Sex Stories

High School Lust - Marisa’s Discovery: Part 1

... her. “You’re welcome, how was practice?” He responds, walking to the front gate with her. “It was really good, I’m all sweaty now though and didn't get the chance to shower cause I forgot a towel so excuse me if I smell” She chuckles nervously, clearly a little self conscious about her perspiration. “No, you smell great. Sweating is good for you anyway” Marisa smiles a little, her confidence boosting a bit, “That’s nice of you.. You scored a good goal today. Your coach seemed to like it.” “You think so? Don’t think it was anything special, guess that’s what happens when you try to make an impression.” He laughs. “Yeah I do. So that you just heading home now yeah?” “Yeah, unfortunately. Wish I had something else to do apart from just sit in all night myself.” He says, trying to hint that he has the house to himself. She is much shorter than him, he stands at 6 foot which gives him a good height for playing football (soccer). Marisa looks up to him as the go through the front gate, “Oh, that sucks. I’ll probably just go home and have a shower then relax… in fact, think I’ll go for a bubble bath.” She smiles, Jason gets the image of her all soapy in the steamy water, feeling his penis begin standing to attention. They walk for quite a while, both heading in the same general direction, they make small chat along the way - Jason trying his best to make her laugh and to get to know her better. When it comes to the point they need to part ways, he considers what he should do… he ...

... has to say something to prolong this. “Would you like to come to mine?” He asks, looking down at her, their bodies quite close. “Umm, I don’t know, I should really get home and shower but you can come to mine if you want? You will just have to wait around while shower.” Marisa answers, biting her lip, not sure what he will say to that. “Okay, yeah. I would love to.” Make Yourself at Home They arrive at Marisa’s house, it is similar to Jason’s - a typical suburban home. He notices that there are no cars in the garage and she has to unlock the door. “Are your parents home?” He asks her. “No, did I not mention that?” To which Jason responds with a shrug, actually glad they aren’t home. They step inside and he takes off his shoes like she does, she isn’t wearing any socks so he can see her cute little red painted toes, smirking a little. Marisa glances back and places her school bag down, “Just leave your bags here” She says, gently grabbing his arm and pulling him up the stairs after he dumps his stuff. She leads him into her room which is a black and silver theme with a New York mural wall behind her bed, “Nice room” He comments, receiving a giggle in response. “I’m going to get myself washed up… you make yourself at home, there is food downstairs in the kitchen if you’re hungry.” She says, getting a towel and heading out and into the bathroom across the hall. Jason looks around her room, the girl of his dreams - the girl in many of his fantasies room… which he has been left in ...