Pining for Madison - Sex Stories

Pining for Madison

... jumped into the shower and let the water run over my face. As I relaxed under its warm embrace, my mind drifted back to Madison. She was perfect, she was pretty, she had a great body, and she was smart to boot. She ticked all my boxes, and I was crushing on her big time.

It wasn't just the way she looked, sure she had beautiful long blonde hair that hugged her shoulders, a smile that could melt anyone's heart and eyes that sparkled like a mountain lake, but it was her smell, she always had this amazing floral scent, like an English garden.

Before I knew it, I had started to fantasise again. I grabbed onto my raging boner and started to jerk off. My horny teenage mind, starting to peel off the layers of her clothing, imagining what her body would look like underneath.

It didn't take me long to reach the point of no return. I held my swollen cock and did my best to angle it down towards the drain, which in itself was a challenge given the intensity of my arousal. I shot my load and watched the evidence disappear.

Feeling slightly more awake, I continued to get ready for school. Not that I would ever thank her, but thanks to my mom's morning wakeup, I just managed to make the school bus on time.

As I boarded the bus, that's when I noticed her - my beautiful Madison, seated in the front row. I couldn't help but smile at her to which she reciprocated. Walking past her, I caught a delightful whiff of that incredible floral scent, a fragrance that seemed to lift ...

... me up.

A few rows behind her, my best friend Ethan had, as usual, reserved a seat for me. I settled in next to him, my attention divided as I found it hard to tear my eyes away from Madison.

"Dude, you are so obvious," he said.

"What?"

"You're giving off all sorts of creepy stalker vibes."

"I am?"

"Yes, relax, play it cool," he suggested, as if he held the secrets to understanding all women.

"Like you're the expert," I rebuked.

"Excuse me, how many girls have you been with? That's right zero, whereas I have kissed one."

"It doesn't count if she's your cousin Eth."

"It does too."

Ethan and I bantered back and forth like this until we reached school.

The first thing we did was head to our lockers to grab our stuff for the upcoming lesson. As we collected our books, Ethan began discussing our plans for the weekend. In the midst of our conversation, Madison strolled past, gracing me with a quick sideways glance and a smile, effortlessly tucking her hair behind her ear. At this point, I had completely stopped listening to Ethan and I only had eyes for her.

"So, how about it?" Ethan asked, nudging me and snapping me out of my trance.

"How about what?" I responded, somewhat confused.

"Were you even listening to me?"

"Yeah, of course I was, but I just saw her."

"Dude, you've got it bad."

"I know, but she's perfect."

"Okay, if you say so."

"What? You don't think she's perfect?" I said defensively, ready to defend my beloved ...