You look at her and notice that, instead of looking into your eyes, she is instead looking down toward your crotch and your prominent bulge.
"Do you always eyeball a guy's package when you first meet him?" you fire back.
She looks up at you with a smurk, her light green eyes glistening, looking a bit shocked.
"Well...well played," she responds with the cutest crooked smile.
"So, before you get to know me and my little friend a bit better, maybe I should find out your name."
"And presumptuous too, huh?" she responds. "I'm Lily. Like the flower."
She extends her hand. You ponder kissing it, but think it wouldn't work well in this situation.
"Nice to meet you, Lily. His name is Bubbles."
"Bubbles, huh?" she smiles. You're so surprised she's eating this up. You never talked to girls this frankly in high school. "Why 'Bubbles'?"
"Because everybody likes to blow bubbles," you say. She laughs wildly.
Giggling, she says "that's pretty fucking good." She looks up into your eyes, then down again. Slowly, she moves her hand to your thigh.
"You just might be the 'cockiest' guy I've ever met here," she says, moving her hand to graze her finger across your prominent cockhead. In that instant, it feels like your cock grows a full inch in a fraction of a second.
"Wow. It hopped," she looks up at you. God, this is such a turn-on. The sexual tension and attraction here is off the charts. Your cock quickly shifts into full-on erection mode. Your slithery snake suddenly begins crawling down your pant leg as it grows in a matter of seconds.
"Awww-ha-aaaaa..." she gasps, not sure what word she wants to make come out of her mouth as she sees you growing down your pant leg. She rubs a finger slowly across its rigidity before retreating her hand to her body. She looks up at you in shock.
"Yes, it's real," you volunteer. You've been in situations like this one before.
"You're something else, you know that?" she tells you as she abruptly stands up. "I'm a senior, so I have fourth hour off. See if you can get off at fourth hour too."
"That last part might just depend on your talents, girly," you fire back. She looks at you in incredibly interested shock. "Okay. Meet me right here at fourth hour, and I'll make sure you get off."
With that, she walks away, her tight ass wiggling as she does.
Hot damn, that was hot. High School is going to be fuuuuuuuu-un. |