You get by with a little help from your friend

The softness, wetness and warmth of Taylor’s panties on your tender dick is so distracting you almost don't even hear Taylor claim victory. Eventually though, after staring down at your own crotch for some time, she speaks up again.

“Feel free to start at any time Heath. But you better hurry, if you don’t finish you’ll have to keep masturbating on your way to your next class, and that might be difficult to hide.” She says. The image of you running through the halls jacking off makes your dick twitch again, but you remind yourself that it would be a terrible idea.

You reach down and start to slide Taylor’s panties off of your cock, when she grabs your hand. She interlocks her fingers with yours, holding her panties firmly against you. The two of you are now holding hands around your cock.

“Use them.” She says, an almost delirious look in her eyes.

“What?” You say back. She doesn’t respond, and instead begins to guide your hand along your cock, jacking you off as she rubs her panties against your dick.

At some point you start moving your hand in tandem with hers, moving faster and faster. This assisted handjob would already be hot as hell on its own, but with the added feeling of her freshly worn underwear it becomes incredible. Somehow even with everything you’ve done today, jacking off into a girls panties feels more perverted than most of it.

“Don’t forget the other part of the bet.” Taylor says, breathing deep like you. You forget what she means at first, too distracted with pleasure, but then remember you’re supposed to be telling her about your day. “I wanna know just how much you’ve cum today. How many times?”

Thinking through the first half of your day, you think through every orgasm you’ve had. Your first one with Taylor in the bathroom, then in Professor Gladys hand, when you stood naked with Sophia in the chem shower, before gym class while Sam was grabbing you, during gym class when Coach Diana jerked you off, and then again all over Sam’s gorgeous body in the shower's. You’ve cum six times today, and you’re steadily approaching a seventh, only just past noon today.

You recount them all to Taylor, struggling more and more to form your words as you go on. She listens intensely, making comments here and there about how much you must have loved it as you speak. She takes particular interest in you being edged throughout gym class, and ultimately being brought to completion by the Coach.

“I guess I’ll have some catching up to do later.” She says, and she seems to speed up her hand.

When you finish telling her everything, you feel your orgasm beginning to close in. You feel like you should warn her, but you just can’t seem to form the words. Looking around the cafeteria, you see that several of the girls are eyeing you, clearly aware of what you’re doing. The ones sitting at tables to your side can actually see what’s happening, and they appear to be loving your show.

“Eyes on me, naked boy.” Taylor says. She gives your erection a few more tugs before letting go. “Keep stroking that fat cock for me Heath.

Not needing to be told twice, your hand continues moving along your dick. You’re masturbating faster than you ever have before, no longer worrying about anyone around you. The only thing on your mind is Taylor and her panties on your cock.

Your hips start to buck, and you begin firing your load into Taylors soft undies. You’re too wound up to stop, and before you know it you’ve almost completely soaked them in your cum.

“Fuck that was hot…” Taylor mumbles quietly.

You slump down onto the table, and take a large drink of your water. While trying to rehydrate yourself, a bell rings out, signaling the end of lunch.

“Damn. I was hoping we would have a little more time to talk.” Taylor says. She stands up, and then leans back down till her mouth is next to your ear. “Promise me you’ll come see me after class.”

You gulp down the last of your water, and turn so that you’re facing her. You see the lust in her face once again replaced by an adorable smile, and you nod your head. Her smile grows.

“Great! I’ll see you then.” She says.

She glances down, and does her best to stifle a giggle. You look down as well and see she is looking at your dick, slowly deflating and still covered in her now cum soaked panties. You blush, and like clockwork your cock stops, remaining semi hard once again. Taylor grabs her undergarments, slowly pulling them off of you. Your cock had enough of a break to not be in pain from cumming again, but it’s still got enough increased sensitivity to make you groan as the damp cotton glides along your shaft.

“I’ll be taking these back for now, but maybe you’ll see them again sometime.” Taylor says. She then shocks you as she steps into them, pulling them all the way back up until they are once again hidden under her skirt. “Thanks for keeping them warm for me.”

She begins to leave, only stopping briefly to give you a playful wave as she exits the cafeteria.