Two young bulls met head to head, pawing the ground, with fiery staring eyes and flaring nostrils. The cause of their confrontation stood demurely nearby, awaiting the outcome.
"That's the bottom line, Daniel! Non-negotiable!"
He wanted to fight, despite me being bigger, harder and stronger than him. He knew he would lose badly in a 'winner take all' battle yet his hot Irish temperament drove him to the brink.
He demanded to know, "Will I be around whenever you and Mel want to get it on together? Or is that private?"
"What happens between Mel and I is none of your business," I told him coldly.
He looked to Mel for confirmation.
She upheld my demands quietly, "This is the way Joel and I want it, Danny; it is our joint decision."
Danny backed down. A battle, if not the war, was won.
Mel still had three days of her period to run, so there was no immediate start to the arrangement. She told us to, "Go down to the pool and cool your hot heads!" then left for home to catch up on some schoolwork.
A few days later, Mel slipped a note into my pocket. It read simply, 'Lunch break. In the woods.'
After a short search, I found her standing in a column of bright sunlight with her eyes shut, leaning with her back against large tree. I stood still and watched her for a moment. Mel is not Playmate of the Month material, but at that moment, she was the most beautiful girl in the world. I made a low whistle to let her know I had arrived, whereupon, she opened her eyes and beckoned me over.
Immediately I was close enough, Mel frantically undid my pants and pushed them and my underwear down to my ankles. "Can't have you getting stains," she muttered. Then, she took hold of my already stiff shaft and drew me to her. She lifted the hem of her dress and slipped me between her thighs. She was naked under there and very wet.
We clung to each tightly as I slid my shaft back and forth in her warm, slippery gash. I hoped we could stay like that for the whole of the break, but suddenly, Mel stiffened and dug her fingernails hard into my shoulder muscles. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Joel! Cum with me, Joel! Cum with me! Cum with me, please!"
I had been fighting a losing battle to hold back for her, for the previous couple of minutes. The instant pulsing heat of my release against her inner folds and clitoris tipped Mel over the edge. She buried her face into my chest and groaned with each thrilling bolt of pleasure in her loins. After many trembling minutes, we broke apart and with still shaking hands, cleaned each other's residues from our private parts.
I dropped to my knees and paid homage to her cleft with my lips. Only two days after the end of her period, she was as fresh as new-mown hay. Mel stroked my hair gently and murmured, "Don't start doing that, Joel, or we'll still be here when the bell goes!"
I left the coppice first. Danny stood with clenched fists in the centre of the sports field, glaring in my direction, and as taut as an over-wound spring. I strode directly up to him and stared him down. "None of your business, Danny. None of your business."
