This Story Is About Cindy 1:3 - Sex Stories

This Story Is About Cindy 1:3

... deep breath, and sold my boxer-briefs down. My rock hard prick popped out, sticking straight out at her. The soft breeze felt a little chilly against my warm cock, and I flexed a little, making it jump involuntarily. I inwardly cringed, hoping she didn't think I had done it on purpose, and I watched for her reaction. She just stared at me for a couple seconds. At the time I had no idea how other guys compared, but I was a good six and three-quarter inches in length, and had about an inch and a half girth. I had a small bush (that I decided I would have to start trimming) and was circumcised. "... Whoa," she breathed, and she shifted her stance a little. Now... I'd love to tell you that she tore her clothes off, wrapped her soft lips around my cock and sucked me until I came all over her perfect tits, but we were both relatively shy high schoolers and again... this was all new territory for both of us... and not to sound like a goody-two-shoes, but I wouldn't have let her anyways. I had more respect for her than that. After about thirty seconds, I pulled my underwear back up and zipped up my jeans. Then I looked to her. Cindy bit her lip. "... Thank you," she said shyly. "... You aren't going to be weird around me now are you?" she asked. "Hell no. I like being around you," I told her. Cindy smiled. "Okay." She turned as I stepped up next to her and we started walking the rest of the way around the school. A part of my mind nudged me to try holding her hand as we walked, but I decided against it. I still had three and half months to go, according to her dating rule, but as far as I was concerned, this was perfect enough for now.