The Band Room - Sex Stories

The Band Room

... unbuckled Bobby’s belt. He stopped kissing me for a second. I guess he was checking to see if what he was happening actually was. He began kissing me again as my hands slid his zipper down. I was both scared and anxious as I pushed his pants open at the waist.With both hands, I pushed them down on his hips. I could see a huge bulge in his boxers. His cock was ready to explode out of them. I was surprised it hadn’t already ripped a hole in them.Gently, I slid one hand inside his boxers. We both moaned as my warm fingers touched the hot skin of his cock. I moved my hand farther in and it slid down his smooth shaft. I tried to gauge how big it was as my hand slid across it. It felt so wonderful in my hand that I lost all concept of its size.With my other hand, I folded back the top of his boxers. I wanted to see Bobby’s cock, which was now pulsating in my hand. Grabbing the top of his boxers, I pulled them down. As I did, his cock sprang to life. It leaped from my other hand and stood straight out in front of him.As I stared at it, I could only marvel at how erotically beautiful it looked. I had seen pictures of men’s cocks before, but never had I seen one in person. I had no idea of size but it appeared quite large to me. I placed both hands on it as I continued to marvel at it. It felt so warm in my hands. It was so very smooth as well. With both hands around it, I could still see his shiny, pulsing head sticking out.I had remembered from my reading that this was the most ...

... sensitive part of a man’s cock. I slid one finger up over his tip. He jerked as my hand stroked his tip. It truly was very sensitive. I wrapped just two fingers around his tip and began sliding them up and down. Bobby’s cock stiffened even more. I added a third finger and slid them faster. I could feel his cock pulsing in my hands. I would later come to learn that this meant he was soon close to orgasm.All of a sudden, the lights came on.“What the hell are you two doing in here?”“Oh my God!” I screamed.It was the band director, Mr. Collins. We were so engrossed in what we were doing that we didn’t hear the door open. I started to put Bobby’s cock back in his pants. Bobby was trying to close my shirt.“Stop it right there. Neither of you move.”So there I was, sitting topless in front of the band director. I guess it could have been worse. After all, Bobby was standing there with his cock hanging out. I noticed I was still holding onto his cock with one hand. Slowly, I pulled my hand back and tried to cover my tits.“I said to not move, Miss Benson. Do I make myself clear?”“Uh, Yes sir, Mr. Collins," I stuttered.I was looking around for a hole to crawl into or somewhere to run to and hide. How embarrassing this was. I glanced at Bobby’s cock and saw it had started to become limp. It still looked very impressive to me. I couldn’t believe I was thinking that at a time like this.“What am I going to do with you two?” Mr. Collins asked as he looked us up and down.“Maybe we can work ...