The Danielle Discovery - Sex Stories

The Danielle Discovery

... showing her the same attention she showed me. I also gently kissed her nipples which were a little red and sensitive from the abuse they had received. I was ready to go again!

Once the shower clicked off for a second time, Danielle squatted down again and placed her lips around the tip of my shaft, sucking gently. Then, having achieved her objective, she kissed it, stood up and walked away. I was going to have blue balls for the rest of the day! Payback for her red nipples I guess.

"Oh come on!" I shouted after her.

Danielle walked back around to the changing area and I followed her, my re-energised boner leading the way.

"I need to borrow your towel" she said as she rummaged in my bag for it.

"Sure" I replied needlessly.

She dried herself off lifting each breast and dry underneath. Then she threw the towel back to me and I dried myself off, enjoying the scent that was now infused in the towel where she had wiped between her legs. We watched one another as we each got dressed. I was disappointed when this time Danielle pulled her still sticky thong back on, rather than allowing me to keep it as a memento.

We sat next to each other on the bench as we pulled our socks and shoes back on. Danielle removed her hair from the bobble and ruffled it back in to position. Then she swung her legs round onto the bench and laid back, placing her head in my lap. Nuzzling her head against my barely subsiding boner.

"I need a fag and a sleep..." she said with her eyes ...

... closed, "...in that order."

I placed one hand on her tummy and stoked her head with the other. I started to slide my hand down under her waistband, getting as far as feeling the hairs on her mound, but then she slapped it away! Resigned, i withdrew back to her belly, her t shirt riding up enough to finger her navel.

"So what is this?" I asked "I mean... whatever it is, it's amazing... but I just want to know."

"It's..." she paused, "it's all it can be." she replied cryptically. "You've got your thing, I've got my thing and then we have this."

As awkwardly stated as it was, I think understood what she meant and she wasn't wrong. I was the nerd, she was the rebel. She couldn't be like me and I couldn't be like her and that meant we couldn't ever be together. It just wouldn't work, sadly The Breakfast Club was a lie. But the sex was another thing. It was apart from our individual lives and all that we had in common. We had the rest of the school year to just enjoy it in secret but that was it. Then we'd each move on. I'd continue my education, Danielle would in all likelihood end up waitressing or working at the local petrol station.

"OK" I said.

Danielle got up and walked over to the door, checking the coast was clear outside, then motioned me to come out too. We returned to our two different tables in the sports centre reception and sat down. I went back to completing the worksheet. Danielle put her head back in her arms.

We didn't say another word to each ...