The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01

... other. Move the desks around so you can start."

The room erupted in a loud screeching as all the desks were pushed over and students began to sit on the floor.

"Now don't go molesting each other." Norris started. "When you do the chest compressions, push softly. And if your partner's a girl, gentlemen, keep your hands lower than they're supposed to be.

"I know it ain't accurate, but we wanna teach you health, not get into a lawsuit. Oh, that reminds me. Don't go makin' out with each other. Just lean forward and say 'blow' instead."

A few students giggled at the instructions but everybody else started moving to lay on the ground, some playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who'd go first.

"Well, uh, should I lay on the ground and die first," Lucas started "Or would you like the privilege?"

"Die for me, boy!" Sylvia shouted.

It was nice to relax like this again. After the dreadful last class, she was finally able to wear clothes again and spend time with a friend.

Lucas laid on his back and began to make dramatic gestures as he allowed his inner theater-kid to escape.

"What yonder half-chewed beef mine throat doth fight.

"If only someone were to hear my plight,

"Unto my chest some hands must push to dare.

"That I may spew this cow into the air!"

Sylvia giggled. "What was that, Shakespeare?"

"No," Lucas said, "But it was in his iconic iambic pentameter. I think"

"Hey, corpses don't talk."

"I'm not a corpse!" Lucas complained "At ...

... least, not if you can pass this class."

She did some phony chest compressions on him as he lay out on the ground, giggling when she started to push harder and then gasping as she pushed down for real.

"Ah! I'm gonna get a bruise." He moaned. "I'm very delicate."

"Blow. Blow. (Blow away.)" She said into his neck.

The two switched places, with Sylvia laying on her back. Her breasts hung out slightly from her shirt and she had to squeeze her hands together to keep them in place.

She could feel her nipples poking out of the shirt, but knowing that it was only Lucas who could see them, didn't really mind. It was just another chance to tease him.

"What's the hold-up?" She asked. "I know you're having no trouble finding my chest."

"Haha." He replied dryly. "Fine then, take this!"

He leaned forward, both hands thrusting just below Sylvia's boob outline - holding back a little bit, but still getting the wind out of her.

"Hey!" She choked. "That's bad CPR!"

"Well, excuse me." Lucas fired back "But this is somewhat of a delicate situation."

"Oh, don't be gentle." She teased. "Do me harder!"

Lucas' face blushed and he had to turn away for a moment. Sylvia giggled as the guy started to breathe more heavily, one arm leaning against the leg of a desk as he regained himself.

"Alright." He said. "Be serious."

"I am serious, Lucas." Sylvia added. "I could barely feel you!"

"Now that's just being mean." He shook his head "You don't say that about a ...