Our class got a new student, well wait and see what kind of one comes.
When he entered class I swallowed and under my normal underwear I felt my red thong pulling into my hole because my boyfriend got stiff and I was sweating in the nylons. Nature curls head to shoulders small and delicate with a very soft face, he looked as if he were twelve. Immediately a slight whisper in the class and stupid sayings, I stayed out of it and listened to him introduce himself.
Paul also 16 and just moved here, as it turned out, even very close to me.
Unfortunately, he was not seated with me, I thought it was a shame and then tried to talk to him during the break, which didn't work either, he went somewhere. In the next few days I made it though and he wasn't the big speaker, but that was sure to come. In the Schuke he was quite good, except in sports he was a zero and he never went to the shower, he quickly got the name Stincker from the others, the more we talked to each other, I made it after two or three months together at school, but only with me I was never allowed to come to him, ostensibly because of his two sisters. Our friendship grew stronger and better, we could already talk about a lot when asked if I had a girlfriend, said I just need I am not myself, The look from him was questionable and confused but before I could ask any further I asked him the same question, he said, in a nutshell. After half a year there was a lot of trust between us. I sometimes left panties, thongs or nylons on my bed and his eyes kept getting big, but he didn't say anything, he turned slightly red. I dared more and more and let the socks off so that he could see my nylons on my feet or pulled wide pants that slide down when I bent down and my thong could be seen, he watched it carefully out of the corner of his eye . It would have been like this for another two months. As usual, I was alone at home and, as always, walked through the house in nylons, suspenders, top and high heels, all in black and red when the bell rang. Crap, pants, Shirt and socks on and to the door, Paul stood in front of the door with a bag in his hand that seemed heavy. As he walked downstairs in my room, he took out four bottles of beer and opened two without asking me when I noticed that he was already something had been drinking, all right with you? . He asked a very clear question what about the things that are always lying here do you wear them? , now I had to take a sip of beer we just looked at and I said yes these are mine and always wear them except when there is sport. We both quickly drank big lashes when I asked and what now, I don't know anything about my sisters but with a boy, it quickly shot out of me, I look like a boy. He just shrugged his shoulders, do you want to see it or not, I dared to ask. Like a gun yes of course but no more then. Ok, I already had things underneath, like a blouse, skirt and again my shoes, in the bathroom I did my hair and put on some make-up, I took a deep breath and went back to him.
He looked to the floor then carefully he raised his head, very slowly he pays attention to everything I had in the feeling until our eyes met and he just took a breath and said I hadn't thought that, what I asked in a low voice, you look great just great.
Luckily my string was so tight that he couldn't see what was going on, I just wanted to go again, what does it look like underneath only know it from women in pictures.
Despite soft knees I walked safely across the room with my back to him and first put the blouse off then slowly the skirt with slightly spread legs, I then showed myself from all sides and did not hope that he had the already somewhat thick tail sees and flees. He looked me up and down for a long time. When I got my things back on, he just said that it looks super cool and looks great on me.
He started asking questions like a waterfall, why, how long and your sex? ,
I tried to answer everything that I feel so better and that I have felt that since I was a child but didn't know then, and through the beer I also told him about the man who fucked me just not that it was my friend Sister was. I always looked quickly in his step for a bump but couldn't see anything. I got a little something to drink, which was a bit stronger, what we drank slowly but quickly took effect and we laughed more and more and talked about a lot and that more and more about him. It became more and more beautiful and also light touches on my legs and the sentence do not need to look at my pants there is nothing in it that you could use, I looked at him and shook my head as if please, he got up, you trust me and I trust you .
The button went up and pants and slip slipped down with it, please don't laugh.
There was a medium-sized sack and a penis the thickness of a colored pencil and the length of a little finger, which is stiff, he said and now show your slightly puzzled, I pulled my thong to the side of my jump immediately out longer, thicker than his much more, there you see even a girl has more in her pants, I should have my clothes on. Figure and hair are already there. Yes, I thought that's exactly what you should do, I nodded and said I can well imagine two pretty girls, with these words he crouched down next to me again, that means really. Only if you feel good about it, I can help you, do you have things for me.
I looked for the smallest underwear for him and gave it to him, he scurried into the bathroom and after a short time he stood in front of me, still thinking too far. Alright and if you feel good we can definitely get something for you. I can't say that now, but definitely if they would fit and I also had shoes. I promised him that I would have something for him tomorrow. Whatever I did, everything was in light yellow except for nylons and shoes in black. When he rang my bell at noon I opened the door for him all in black nylons, corsage, panties and high black boots when he was inside I noticed his red head as he took the bag and went to change, when he was finished he had a bathrobe from me when I had made him up and waiting he showed himself in full splendor, he looked super cute and horny,
We did that for a while with washing up and grooming, I always got him something new, which he already thanked with a kiss on the cheek. Just like that day we both sat on my bed in fine white satin lingerie with hold-up nylons and against the kiss and his hand on my legs that gently stroked up and down my panties quickly had a bump, I also stroked him carefully at first from the warde to his little nipples which were nice and hard, he moaned and his little one stood up as he could, I wanted to put my mouth between his legs when he took my head and said it's not worth it to wait, he jumped two times away from me took my cock completely out of the panties, his little hand just fit it and he slowly pulled my foreskin down and up again I could already feel the throbbing in my veins and how my balls were twitching. I put my head back and stroked his back my gasp probably spurred him on because it was getting really warm on my glans I looked down at me and saw how he began to blow him first very carefully but then his hand was playing deeper and faster now with my nipples that were hard and big, I said to him I can't go on anymore Pauline slipped it out of me which was a sign that his hand was now going up and down my cock even faster, my abdomen was throbbing, I come I come a loud moan and I inject everything into his mouth, some of it ran out, she swallowed a lot that tastes good, I'm so horny said Pauline I'm still panting yes you are my little one. I already had a candle and deodorant bottle in my bum at home.
Part two follows …….
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