High School Nerd - Friday - Sex Stories

High School Nerd - Friday

... He reached over and touched the lace, feeling the texture. Then he traced my slit with his finger. In the moisture, his finger slid easily and parted my outer lips, exposing more of the pink within. He stopped and looked, admiring the sight.

I say, "Let the test begin!" I unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor, then sat down at the very edge of the sofa with my legs apart for easy access. Since the butterfly panties are crotchless, I don't even have to take them off. Henry got up and began to unbutton my blouse. "Oh, sorry," I say. "I forgot that you are a boob guy."

Henry worked to remove my top. Looking down, I can see my pink nipples and areola through the thin material of my bra. He said "I am a regular titty connoisseur, especially your fine rack." Reaching around to my back, I unfasten the clasp and my boobs spill out. He exclaims, "They are perfect!" Then we both laughed. This humor helped to dispel some of the tension that Henry is feeling.

Lacey:

School is out and I desperately want to talk to Henry about his plans for the weekend. I want him to join me for a pool party at my house on Saturday. It would be a pool party for just he and I. Mom and dad are going to a show with some friends in a nearby town, and will be gone until late Saturday night. I have the house and the pool, all to myself.

Problem is, Henry is nowhere to be found. I scurry up and down the hallway, and he seems to have vanished into thin air. I tried to call his cell phone, ...

... but his calls go straight to voicemail.

Linda spots me, frantically looking for Henry. "Hey, girlfriend. What on earth are you doing." She asks.

I was hoping to keep this quiet. I don't know what the other cheerleaders will think of me dating Henry. But I am getting desperate. Stopping, I ask "You haven't seen Henry, have you. I have something I need to talk to him about."

"Yeah," I reply. "He is in my art class on Friday, and as I was going into class, I spotted he and Jazz walking arm in arm away from the classroom. I checked during class, but he and Jasmine were not there. Remember earlier in the day, we saw him and Jasmine kissing? Who knows what they are up to or where they may have gone off to."

"Which direction were they headed?" I ask. Art class is not that important, but it is very unlike Henry to not show up for class, even art class.

"They were headed that way." Linda pointed down the hall towards the back of the school. "I have no idea where they could have been going down that way."

As I thought about it, realization dawned. "They must have been going to Henry's hideout above the auditorium. They might be upstairs making out right now!"

Linda looked at me in amazement. "That can't be. He's with me. We made out at my house. In fact, I took his virginity on Wednesday in my bedroom!" she says, indignant.

Now it's my turn to be surprised. "You?" I ask in astonishment. "How can that be? I took his virginity myself just yesterday. He told me he ...