So, my name is Chris Mercer and if there was a phrase you could use to describe me, it would most likely have been "nice guy" before yesterday. I was the kid that held the door open for people I didn't know, always smiled at people as I walked by, wishing them a nice day. Yesterday was without a doubt the best day of my life, and also changed everything I just wrote about myself.
I'm a grade 12 student and yesterday was the Friday before March Break. I hadn't planned on going to school that day, but my mom had other ideas and like most teen versus parent arguments I lost. My mom was concerned because although I had decent marks, my attendance was pretty bad- I preferred staying home and reading some of my comic books or playing some video games then going to school.
I wasn't particularly concerned with girls at the time- I loved girls, don't get me wrong- but usually just jacked off to porn or girls that magically went nude in my head. I was kind of chubby and really tall, about 6' 7" and so I hadn't really asked any girls out and still hadn't even kissed a girl. I was so shy that all I did was go to classes and play a card game with my friends at lunch instead of talking to girls that weren't in my friend group, and even with girls I knew, it was just casual chit chat.
I got on the bus in the morning tired and cranky, hoping there would be a few friends there so the day wouldn't be a total waste. I was far from disappointed when I spotted Chelsea, a friend of mine was on the bus.
Chelsea was thin with what were about B-cups and legs that went on for miles, especially in the denim jean short shorts she wore. Dear god, they were gorgeous. She had brunette hair, which she usually wore up but today it was down. I thought her hair looked much better down, falling to just past her shoulders, framing her face well. She had a slightly narrow face with a slender nose which fit her face perfectly and worked with her slim body. Her eyes were just wide enough to offset the slenderness of her face and her glasses worked to equal everything out, and her mouth was just perfect and was always great looking because of her amazing taste in lipstick.
I sat on the seat across from her and we started casually talking. As we were both complaining about having to go to school on a pointless day, I realized we were the only ones on the bus other then the driver and one kid at the front playing his game boy. So, I decided now would be the best time if ever to try and get few complements in, hoping all the crappy romance movies of my life taught me something.
"Hey, you look really really nice with your hair down, you should do it more often Chelsea."
She blushed, then responded with a polite, "Oh, thanks Chris, you're so sweet sometimes."
"What do you mean sometimes? I am a cute and charming gentleman all the time, am I not?" I joked.
She seemed to ponder this more then she normally would have thought of a joke. Her response was quite serious. "Actually, Chris you kind of are. You're consistently nice to girls like me and I never really see you with any girls. Why is that?"
"Well, I guess I'm kind of shy so that would probably be why, but once I get to know the very pretty girls like you I'm more comfortable. I'm still kind of nervous around them, hence I never asked you out, Chelsea"
Chelsea started to blush again after so many compliments and then said, "I know a great cure for shyness for women. Move over to the window and open up a seat on your side."
So I did. She then made sure that the bus driver and the kid in the front weren't looking and quickly jumped over to my seat. "Well, Chris my cure is really simple," she said as she reached down to my crotch area and stealthily undid the zipper on my jeans. She continued her quest into my pants as she managed to take my somewhat flaccid cock out of my pants. The actual touch of another hand on my cock, especially a girl that hot already had me semi hard by the time that she had my cock out of my pants. She put her hand around it and was just able to wrap her hand around my girth, remarking, "Wow Chris, that's a pretty nice size."
She then started stroking it and was barely able to keep her hand fully wrapped around my cock. The hand job she was giving me made my prick become instantly hard. "See Chris, your shyness seems to be going away already."
I managed to mutter out during the pleasure "yeah, this radical treatment of yours seems to work great." I had never had a hand job before, but this wasn't a disappointing start, that's for sure.
I quietly muttered, "Oh god Chelsea, I might come soon, oh god, oh god." She continued to stroke my large cock with her hand while moving her lips towards mine. I barely noticed her moving her face towards mine, but when she kissed me, I wholeheartedly made out with her.
The bus driver looked back and then yelled, "Hey you kids back there stop making out back there, it ain't allowed on the bus, do it at school if you have to." We reluctantly stopped kissing. Chelsea had been stroking me the whole time, then she turned up her hot factor by giving me a peek show down her shirt. Yes, there was a bra but it still wasn't bad, it wasn't like she needed to do it but I wasn't gonna object to it either. After about 5 minutes of her hand stroking my rock hard cock I was about to blow. Chelsea seemed to know what it meant as she to stroked my cock as hard and as fast as she could, causing me to cum all over the back of the bus seat in front of us.
"See Chris, getting over your shyness isn't all that hard," she said as she used her finger to pick some of the cum off of the bus seat and licked it off her finger before licking her lips. That was so hot that it nearly made my dick hard again. I took out a napkin from my lunch, figuring I should get rid of the evidence and wiped off the cum from the bus seat and threw it out in the buses garbage at the back, but as we got off the bus Chelsea whispered in my ear, "You shouldn't have thrown that out, would have been a great snack for me all day." Then she walked away with nothing but a wink behind her glasses at me. I walked in to the school dumbfounded at what had just happened, with only one dream in my mind- when it would happen again.
I saw some friends there figuring my lunch wouldn't be a complete waste but the bus ride had made up for any potential downfall of the day in spades already so I wasn't too concerned for the rest of the day. My friends weren't in my first, third or fourth periods but hey, I had second to look forward to.
My first period class was gym. As a chubby kid you may be able to tell that I probably didn't put the most effort in the class, but I am happy to say I did put in a very solid 50%. As I said earlier there weren't that many kids at school. This class literally had only one kid in the class and that happened to be me. My teacher, the beautiful blonde bombshell Mrs. Slokar, walked into the gym in her athletic shorts and shirt, she was about 5"5' and was absolutely gorgeous. She had at least c-cup breasts and had one hell of a terrific ass, she also had her blond hair tied up in a ponytail that made her look very serious for the workout and sexy at the same time.
As she walked in to the gym she said, "Well Chris it doesn't look like there's that many other kids in class, so what do you want to do?"
"Hey, Mrs. Slokar, could we play a game with some actual physical contact like football or hockey or something?" We weren't normally allowed physical contact and that was really the only part of sports that I could shine in.
"Well, Chris you might have a leg up on me if we did that."
"I promise I'll go easy on you. This is probably the only chance we'll get to have some fun in this class anyway."
"Fine, As long as you don't hit me too badly."
"Let's do this. I'll go get the football."
I tackled her a few times but nothing major, and they were accidents. About halfway through the game I accidentally tackled her to the ground and felt that her crotch area was really, really wet. The idea of my gym teacher getting hot of something, hopefully even me got me hard as well and although my sweatpants did an okay job hiding it for a few minutes eventually my pants looked like a tent.
"Hey Chris . . . you might want to adjust yourself," she said as she pointed to my now obvious boner. I remembered how complements had worked on the bus and figured I'd give it a shot here. I figured the worst thing that could happen would be digging myself more into an already pretty awkward hole.
"I can't really help it, you just look amazing in those workout clothes, and your ass is so hot right now." Deciding it was safer not to call her on being wet, I stuck to compliments.
"As hot as I'm sure I look in these clothes, and as great as I'm sure my ass is, it just doesn't seem appropriate." She paused. "Now pack up everything and go get changed."
I figured that was it, I had just bombed out the only chance I might have had with Mrs. Slokar. I picked up the Pillions and the football and brought them to the storage room at the other side of the gym. While I was in there, the thought of having sex with Mrs. Slokar came to mind. Deciding there was as good a place as any to jack off, I undid my belt, button and fly and whipped my dick out and started to yank it like never before. With the thought of Chelsea handing me off in my head and my own imagination of what Mrs. Slokar would look like nude, I was jacking off in the storage room of my school gym. When I was close, I shouted, "Oh god Mrs., oh god that feels so good, keep going."
Of course, that's when Mrs. Slokar wondered what was taking me so long. I had thought she would leave, but apparently she planned on talking about what I had just said to her. She walked across the gym to the storage room. There was no way I could hear her over my shouting, I was in my own world and hadn't heard a sound as she stepped into the room. She was about to yell at me until she saw my fully erect cock at its prime, when her more animalistic urges took over as she walked over, got on her knees and took her top off she quietly said, "Chris what are you doing with that?"
I opened my eyes to her face near my cock. This lead to the only time in my life that I have felt like I am about to both shit my pants and cum at the same time. Luckily I did neither. I then looked slightly down and noticed my teacher had taken her top off. For the first time in my young adult life I was seeing boobs in person and that was just too much as I came right there all over her face and boobs. I figured that was it and I just wasted my shot, but then she said, "Looks like you're an early sprouter, Chris," as she licked some of the cum off of herself and looked at me.
"We better get that hard again, but let's not forget we all need a little pleasure, you can't just hog it all for yourself."
As I was quite inexperienced at the time I had no clue what she meant and stared at her with what I'm sure was a stupid looking face.
