Whoa! It's Still Happening - Sex Stories

Whoa! It's Still Happening

... dinner date coming out of the auditorium's main entrance. When she saw Jason waiting next to the tree, she sprinted up to his side and gave him a firm hug. She looked up into his smiling face and asked, “Are you ready to go?” Jason took a few seconds to take in the vision loveliness that was on his arm. Her still damp hair had been pulled back into a pony tail that bounced and waved in the breeze as she had come toward him. Her hazel eyes seemed to sparkle. Her cheer outfit was in the bag she carried and had been replaced by a black mid-thigh length skirt and snug fitting dark red blouse. She still wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were obviously erect and were creating nice firm bumps in the blouse. White socks with the school logo on each ankle and white deck shoes completed her attire. Neither spoke a word as they stood arm in arm next to the ancient oak tree. Finally Jason broke the silence. He stepped back, held out his hand, and said, “Hi, my name is Jason. It is a pleasure to finally properly meet you.” She seemed startled but quickly replied, “Oh! Jason, my name is Sharon. I am so glad to meet you too.” Sharon hesitated a short time before continuing, “I want to tell you how thankful I am to you.” Jason was confused. “Why would you be thankful to me? I haven't even taken you to dinner yet.” She took a deep breath and replied, “Do you remember when I flashed you at our practice?” Without waiting for an answer, Sharon continued, “I don't know why I did that. Something ...

... in my head just told me to do it. Anyway, I'm nineteen-years-old and up until then I had been extremely bashful. I'm from a small farming community and had never ventured far from home. Even though I was a cheerleader in high school, I didn't have many dates. I was always too shy to talk to the nicer boys, and I wasn't interested in the rowdier boys.” Sharon's bashfulness seemed to have melted away and her inner feelings came bubbling to the surface. She continued, “When I flashed you my boobs, something broke free inside of me. I became much more relaxed and began relating to other people much easier. Strangely, I began to enjoy showing myself off just a little. That's why I didn't wear a bra to meet you.” Jason looked at Sharon's chest again. He smiled and said, “I can tell. You have a very nice pair of breasts, Sharon. I really appreciate the view, and I'd like to see more of them later. But for now, shall we get going? I'm hungry.” Jason then took her hand to lead her to his car. Once there he helped her into the passenger seat. He then went around the car and slid in behind the steering wheel. As he settled into the car's seat, he looked at Sharon's tits again and thought, 'Perhaps I can get a good look at that pussy later tonight as well.' Sharon gasped and squirmed in her seat, gazed at Jason's crotch, and smiled broadly. “Yes, let's get going. I'm feeling a little hungry too.” Jason took Sharon to a nice restaurant where they continued to chat about their lives. He ...