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Chapter 25 by dirtymind152

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Ask Justin to take his dick out

“Oh Justin!” I sigh.

“What is it baby?”

“I want to….” I giggle helplessly.

“What?”

“I want to see it!” I blurt out. “Can you take it out?”

A sly grin crosses his face as he rolls off of me. He lays back on the pads and puts his arms behind his head.

“Go ahead.” He tells me.

My eyes are absolutely glued to the tent he’s pitching in those gym shorts. To me, it looks absolutely massive. I reach out with trembling fingers. Something stops me just before I reach it, but I **** my hand closer until my fingertips touch the smooth underside of his dick.

“Fuck….” I sigh. I never knew it could feel so hard. Gently, I caress his dick through his pants. It twitches happily for me.

“You can take it out.” He says seductively.

“Okay.” I giggle nervously, and gingerly touch the wasteland of his shorts and pull them over his bulge. I stare at his cock, covered only by the thin material of his underwear. His shape and size is plainly visible, a tiny spot of liquid darkens the fabric right at the tip of his cock. It throbs again for me.

This is the moment I’ve been waiting for forever, the first time I ever get to see a dick in person! My fingertips grab the waistband of his underwear and tug. They get hung up on his bulge, pulling it a little to the side. One more little tug.

It’s glorious. As I pull the waistband over, his bare, naked dick springs back. My mouth pops open as my eyes drink it all in. It’s even better than the picture.

“It’s so…. big!” I gasp.

“Thanks baby. You like it?”

“Yes, I love it!”

“You can touch it if you want.” He offers. “I’ll let you play with it.”

I can’t help myself.

“How do I do it?” I ask, reaching my hand forwards.

“Never jerked a dick before?” He asks.

“This is my first, um… experience.”

“It’s okay. Here.” He wraps his hand around his dick. “Just up and down, just like this.” He explains, pumping his hand on the shaft.

“Okay…” I giggle. He moves his hand out of the way. This is it! My hand inches closer and closer.

“Wow.” I gasp as my fingers finally curl around it. It feels so… so cool! So hot! I can’t even believe it, I’m holding Justin’s dick! Fuck, his skin is hot! Fuck, it’s so smooth! It feels so… weird, but so, so good! I cautiously move my hand up and down on it.

“Ew!” I giggle. “The skin moves!”

“It’s supposed to.” He tells me. “You’re doing good, just a little tighter and a little faster.

“Okay.”

I tighten my hand around his shaft and start pumping it. I try to do it just like he did but my hand is slow and awkward compared to him.

He groans happily. “Don’t pull it down so far.”

“Okay.”

I’m in bliss. It feels so good in my hand, almost like…. I was meant to do this, like I’m made to make dicks feel good. I jerk him excitedly.

“A little faster.” He urges.

I pick the pace up as much as I can. He grunts a little bit, watching my hand as it strokes him up and down, up and down, up and down.

My arm is starting to get tired.

“How long do you want to do this?” I ask him.

“Until I finish.” He tells me.

“Duh.” I giggle, trying to speed up. “How long do you think it will take?”

“You have to go faster or it won’t happen.”

“I’m trying!”

“Here.” He says, and wraps his own hand around mine. His grip is really tight! He starts pumping my hand up and down with his. Fuck, he’s fast!

Justin used my soft, little hand to jerk himself hard and fast. He lets out little grunts and sighs.

“Fuck.” He grunts. “Fuck.”

Hurriedly, he stands up and I go with him. He tightens his grip on my hand and jerks furiously.

“Fuck…. Fuck!”

Justin’s hand clamps down and I feel his dick pulse violently in my hand, the first shot of creamy white liquid firing out of the end of his cock. I squeal in delight, giggling and smiling as it twitches and throbs, shooting and spurting a big load all over the floor.

“Fuck.” He sighs one last time, letting go of my sweaty hand. His dick hangs tiredly, a few last drops of cream hanging from the tip.

“Thanks for that baby.” He tells me. “I’ll clean all this up.”

“Okay.” I giggle. “That was fun!”

“I loved every minute. I’ll be right back in class.”

He gives my ass a nice smack on my way out of the room.

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