Joan felt his rigid shaft pressing against her lower belly. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore it. That proved to be impossible. It was there and it was making her wet between the legs. Even her nipples, which were rubbing against his chest, felt like they were going to burst. Joan knew that she shouldn't be having these feelings -- not with someone she barely knew.
This was the first time Joan had reacted this way to a boy's manhood pressing against her during a slow dance. She was pretty naïve when it came to matters of sex and never really thought about it. That was impossible now because of her roommate Sarah. On their way to the mixer Sarah just happened to mention how excited she got when her partner's hard penis rubbed against her during a slow dance. As soon as Todd pulled her close Joan could feel him.
Todd slid his hands down her back. His hardness shifted closer to her already throbbing sex. She looked around and tried to concentrate on anything but his rigid shaft. She saw Sarah dancing next to them with Ron. Her face was buried in his neck. His hands clutched at her bottom through her tight skirt. Sarah was shamelessly grinding against his hardness. Joan felt her face blush and thought that if Sister Mary saw them like that Sarah would be in big trouble.
Todd moved his hands lower and cupped Joan's rounded cheeks. 'No,' a voice in her head screamed. 'This can't be happening. Not with a boy I barely know.' His fingers gently squeezed the firm spheres. He moved the bulge in his pants until it was almost touching her mound. The throbbing between her legs grew even more intense.
Joan wondered if the song was ever going to end. She was feeling dizzy. Her heart was pounding in her chest. Todd shifted again. Now his hardness was pressing directly against her sex. Joan felt her loins tighten. A spasm gripped her vagina. Sticky secretions of arousal gushed from her opening and soaked into her already damp panties. Joan bit her lip to suppress a squeal. She was shaking when the music finally stopped.
"Ron and I are going for a ride in his car," Sarah said peeling herself away from her partner. "Do you guys want to come?"
"Um," Joan stuttered, "We're not supposed to leave campus without permission. I don't think Sister Mary would allow us to go for a ride."
Sarah gave Joan a look of exasperation and then turned to Ron and Todd.
"We're going to powder our noses while we discuss it. Wait here. We'll be right back."
Joan headed for the ladies room wondering how she had ended up as Sarah's roommate. They weren't at all compatible. Sarah always had sex on her mind and used language to describe it that made Joan blush. She had convinced Joan to come to the dance by telling her that it was a way to meet some nice boys - not easy to do at a Catholic girl's prep school in the middle of nowhere. Joan really didn't want to go but Sarah was persistent. Now she wished she had stayed in the room.
"I don't think this is a good idea Sarah," Joan said turning to look at her roommate once they were in the bathroom. "Why don't you and Ron go? You'll have more fun that way."
"Don't be silly Joan. I want you to come. You need to open up a little. Besides, Todd is a good looking guy. I think he likes you. I saw the way you two were dancing. I bet you could feel him, couldn't you? Is he big?"
Joan's face turned red. She could still feel the tingling between her legs where his hard shaft had rubbed against her.
"I don't think he really cares about me," Joan replied. "He's just a guy. He likes girls. Maybe you could find someone else to go."
"Don't be ridiculous. Todd doesn't want someone else. He wants you. What man wouldn't? You're pretty and have curves in all the right places. I would die for looks and a body like yours."
Joan blushed at the compliment. Despite her lack of sexual experience Joan was a very attractive girl. She had a pretty face with high cheekbones, green eyes, full lips and long wavy red hair. Her 5'6" frame was perfectly proportioned. She had long shapely legs, a tight ass, full hips, a small waist and slightly larger than normal breasts. She turned eyes everywhere she went.
Sarah, on the other hand, was kind of rough around the edges as far as looks. Despite that, she somehow she exuded sexuality. It was in her big brown eyes and in the way she moved her short and compact body. She was very curvy in all the right places with long black hair that trailed down to her butt. Her breasts were almost too big for her small stature, and Sarah knew just how to dress to make sure they were noticed.
"What if we get caught?" Joan argued. "Sister Mary would kill us."
"We won't get caught. Sister Mary won't have a clue that we left as long as we get back by curfew. Look, it's just a car ride. What can possibly happen -- maybe a kiss or two? Let him cop a feel and he'll be happy."
That was exactly what Joan was worried about. She wouldn't mind the kiss, but Todd would expect more than a kiss. Joan had let a few of the boys she dated in high school touch her breasts. Mike, who she dated for three months, had even touched her "down there" -- but only once. This was different though. Joan didn't know Todd. It wouldn't be right to let him touch her anywhere. It wasn't even a real date.
"I don't know Sarah," Joan responded shaking her head. "I'm not sure I can do this."
"Joan, listen to me," Sarah said grabbing her by the shoulders. "You are coming with us on the car ride. If you don't, word will get around. No one is going to ask you out. You need to stop being so serious and enjoy life. Now suck it up, put on your best smile and let's go meet the boys."
Joan knew Sarah was right. It had happened to her in high school. Despite her looks she quickly got the reputation as the "ice queen" when she wouldn't let the boys she dated do more than "feel her up". They stopped asking her out. Even Mike finally stopped seeing her because she wouldn't "put out" for him. At least that's what he told everyone when they broke up. Then he went out with that slut Mindy.
