As I sat in my 12th grade homeroom class, for what appeared to be another boring day, considering I had no homework to do as usual, it suddenly became more interesting. Crystal walked in about 10 minutes late, which was normal for her if she even showed up at all. Our teacher, Mr. Harrison, was very laid back and liberal and pretty much let us do as we pleased as long as we didn't get too loud or cause any disturbances. For this reason Crystal rarely showed up, and if she did, it was usually late. Crystal and I had developed a sort of friendship and usually joked around and flirted, when she showed up to class that is.
Let me describe Crystal. In my opinion she was one of the hottest girls in school. She had shoulder length light brown, almost blond hair. She stood about 5 foot 6 and weighed maybe 130 lbs. She had an extremely pretty face, full sexy lips, a great ass, and seemed to exude sexuality. But the part that I loved about her was her tits. They were large but not overly so. I estimated a large C cup and perky at that.
"Hey Jeff," she said with a depressed look on her face.
"Hi, Crystal, what's wrong?" I asked.
She proceeded to tell me about the problems she'd been having with her boyfriend. She kind of went on a rant, but I didn't mind. I enjoyed talking to her.
Let me explain. She was dating a guy who had graduated the year before, and we were still in high school. This guy wasn't too popular, and a lot of people thought that he was a little on the gay side. You know how high school kids can be. I had absolutely no problem with someone being gay, but understood how this image could hurt Crystal's self esteem a little. It had, after all, hurt her image and popularity.
Normally, you would expect a girl with her looks and personality, as well as being a member of the school's dance team, to be extremely popular, but she wasn't. The rumor about her boyfriend was completely untrue according to some of the sexual accounts she had described to me, but nonetheless she was growing tired of her boyfriend's crappy reputation. She also felt like she was giving a lot and not getting much back. In a way, she just had a bad feeling about their whole relationship and was feeling unappreciated.
"He acts like he doesn't even have time for me," she complained. "See, look what I do for him to make sure he thinks I'm sexy," she said before quickly glancing around the room to make sure no one was paying attention to us.
Most of the other students were engaged in homework or conversation, and we were fairly isolated in one corner of the room. Then she lowered her hip hugger jeans as low as possible to expose as much of her crotch as she could. This girl certainly wasn't shy. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing panties, and she had done an excellent job of shaving her beautiful teen pussy, although she wasn't able to lower them enough to show it all to me.
"Hell," I replied. "He's an idiot if he doesn't have time for you. I think that you're incredibly sexy," I replied in all honesty, briefly recalling all the times I had jacked off thinking of her.
"Thanks," she said with a blush.
After a few seconds of awkward silence she asked if I wanted to cut class for the last half hour. Why not? We decided to both ask to use the bathroom and then sneak out to the back parking lot for the rest of class.
This is also where I usually parked since I often arrived at school right before the first bell. The lot was a good distance from school as the latecomers didn't exactly get premium parking and was completely out of view from the school. Knowing our homeroom teacher, he either wouldn't notice we didn't come back or wouldn't care.
A few minutes later we met in the parking lot.
"That's your car over there, isn't it?" she asked, pointing to my crappy Honda Accord.
"Yeah, you wanna check it out?" I answered. A few seconds later we were sitting in the car, me in the driver's seat and her in the passenger seat.
We discussed my CD collection for a few minutes as she patiently thumbed through them. The parking lot was full of cars, but there were no other people in sight as everyone else was in class as they were supposed to be.
"You know, I think you're sexy too," she said out of the blue.
She then continued to tell how maybe everyone was right and maybe her boyfriend just wasn't getting it done for her, and that maybe she should explore her options. With that she began to rub my crotch. I sort of froze up, not knowing what to do. After looking in my eyes, we both knew what was going to happen next. She unzipped my fly and proceeded to release my cock. This was completely unexpected to me. I was fairly inexperienced and honestly couldn't believe my luck.
Crystal stroked and petted my prick gently for a few seconds and then leaned forward and lowered her head closer to my lap. This gave me a great view of her luscious tits. If it weren't for the fact that this was all pretty new to me, I probably would have tried to rip her shirt off right there. She then hummed approvingly and gave my dick a little kiss. I scanned the area for any trace of other students but saw none and returned my attention to this extremely hot girl who was beginning to suck and lick my cock. She was obviously more experienced than I was, so I just sat back and enjoyed the show. As her head bobbed up and down on my dick, she also used her hand to massage my shaft and balls. It felt incredible. Her sloppy blow job was sending shivers up my spine.
I began to run my hands through her hair savoring the incredible sensations and enjoying the loud slurping sound as she lapped at my dick. Soon after she glanced up at me with an extremely sexy look and said, "C'mon baby, I have to know what your cum tastes like." After saying that, she went back to vigorously sucking my cock. I felt it cumming; sensations set in and my ass cheeks lifted off the seat as I felt myself exploding into her mouth.
I moaned loudly as I finished, and she removed her mouth from my member and looked at me with a grin. She had apparently swallowed most of my cum, but a little remained on the left corner of her mouth. Her tongue darted out and quickly disposed of the remaining mess.
"Ummmm, much better than you know whose," she said with a grin.
"Wow," was all I could say, still basking in my after orgasm state.
"We might have to do this again, but we should probably get back. I can't miss Algebra again."
I nodded understandingly. A few seconds later I buttoned up my shorts. and we made our way back to school as if nothing had ever happened. I felt on top of the world. It was by far the best homeroom period I had ever had.
There were only several weeks left in the semester before summer started. and although I saw Crystal often in class. we never spoke of the incident which occurred that day in the parking lot. Summer came soon. and although I had a part time job to save up money for college. I still had a lot of free time and my parents both worked full time, so I often had the house to myself. I still thought about what happened between Crystal and myself and desperately wanted something to happen again.
About three weeks into a boring summer, I found her parent's home phone number in the local phone directory. I got up the balls to call and see what she was up to.
"Hello," she answered.