The Project 8

The project was due in two weeks and the two of them hadn't really even started yet. The two eighteen year old High School Seniors had been assigned as partners, but both being shy hadn't taken the lead in getting things done. It didn't help either that I had lusted over Mary ever since I had hit puberty a few years back.

We were both geeks/nerds in that school was important to us, but whenever Mary was around, my mind tended to go elsewhere. And now we had to work together.

My eyes kept dropping down to the crotch of her pants which were pulled tight up against her body. It formed a lovely camel-toe and I felt my cock begin to fill and lengthen down my leg. I noticed her eyes drop and widen at the sight and it became obvious we were both distracted. My own eyes widened in surprise as I noticed a small wet spot appear at her crotch.

Our project involved sexing fruit flies, so I grabbed a big magnifying glass and began looking intently in the jar of flies we had gathered.

"What are you doing?" Mary asked.

"I'm trying to see which of them has tiny cocks and tiny pussies," I joked.

Mary flushed, and said something under her breath. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that," I said, though I had and just wanted her to repeat it.

"I said," she blushed, "that with some species, the gender is more obvious!" Staring at my growing cock had gotten her quite flustered.

"I see your point," I replied, staring pointedly at her crotch. "It would be a lot more fun and interesting if we could do this on something other than bugs."

Her eyes met mine as silence filled the room. Her hands played nervously with the button at her neck. My hands had become rather moist, so I rubbed them on my pants legs. I accidentally brushed my cock with my hand and it twitched, sending a small jet of pre-cum out of the head. Now I had my won little wet spot on my pants, though mine was a bit further down the leg than Mary's.

"Paul? Um... did you just... cum?" Mary asked hesitantly. I must have been a shade approaching infrared as I blushed.

"No. That was...um... pre-cum. I leak a lot sometimes when I'm excited."

Mary giggled a bit. "So you're excited now?

"Yeah," I confessed. "I've always been excited around you. Sometimes I have to run into the bathroom before it gets too obvious."

"Really?!? You get excited because of me? I've always gotten excited around you too, Paul. Sometimes my panties would get so wet, I'd need to change them when I got home!"

"Like now?" I teased. Her wet spot had really grown. As had mine.

She glanced down and saw the wet spot on her pants. "Oh no! I can't go home with a wet spot on my pants! My mom will think something happened and I'll get in trouble." She was near tears.

My voice was a near whisper as I suggested, "Well, you could take them off. I have a pair of shorts you could wear, and you could let them dry out."

"You should wear some shorts too, so your pants can dry as well," she replied pointing to my own wet spot.

I got a couple of pairs of gym shorts and she took hers into the bathroom as I quickly shucked out of underwear and jeans. They were short, but they should cover everything.

Mary yelled through the door, "Is it safe to come out yet?" I assured her I was decent again.

She came out wearing the white nylon gym shorts I had given her. They were nicely translucent, allowing me to see the vague shadow of her pubic hair. My cock started to thicken again, and when she plopped down on the floor in front of me, I was able to see right up the leg opening of her shorts to see her bare pussy.

She must have known what she was showing me as her legs remained akimbo and her eyes never left my face as I stared. Her smile grew as she glanced down to my crotch, now at her eye level, as I was still standing. My cock had regrown at the sight of her pussy and had expanded down and out the short leg of my gym shorts. It was now pointing at her, peeking out of the leg opening.

Mary looked back up to my eyes and slowly reached out her hand, grasping my engorged cock, and bringing it fully into view. "It's beautiful!" she said. "I've seen pictures, but never a real one.

"I've never seen a real pussy either," I said, "until now. You're beautiful."

She glanced down at herself and giggled, "Oops!" We both laughed, knowing she was showing herself. "Can we dispense with the pretense now?" she said. She slid the shorts off her legs and pulled mine down as well. "There. Now we can both see what we want to see."

I sat down in front of her, my legs over hers. I was at full mast, a out 6.5", leaking like a Dutch dike. I told Mary I was very close to exploding.

"I want to see it! I want to see you cum!" Her hand slid over my shaft spreading the copious pre-cum all over me. Mary stroked my cock for less than a minute when my cock shot its load. I hadn't expected quite the explosion it provided. Mary was covered in my cum from the tip of her nose all the way down to her beautiful pussy. Her shirt took the majority of my load.

I knew if a small wet spot on her pants would set off her mom, a shirt shotgunned with my cum sure would. "I'm so sorry! I didn't think I'd shoot that hard! Take off your shirt and I'll wash it out real quick."

"You just want to see me naked," she grinned, as she unbuttoned her shirt. She removed her bra as well. "Ta da! There she sat in her glory, absolutely beautiful, and naked as the day she was born.

We both went into the bathroom where we washed out her shirt in the sink, rinsed it well, then hung it in the shower to drip dry a bit. We could finish it with the hair dryer if necessary.

We walked back into the bedroom hand in hand. I sat her on the edge of my bed and knelt in front of her. "May I?" I asked.

"Please!" she said with more than a touch of desire in her voice.

I gently began stroking her thighs, outside and inside, feeling the soft silkiness of her skin. I was staring at her pussy, lightly covered by her pubic hair at the top of her list. Her vaginal lips were even more sparsely covered, allowing me to see her easily.

She leaned back on my bed a bit and used two fingers of her hand to open herself up for me. Using the index finger of her other hand, she gently began to rub at the top of her pussy. "This is my clit," she said breathlessly. "It's my trigger. Down here," she said, moving her finger down, "is my opening. It's where your cock goes."

I gasped loudly at both the sight of her sliding just her fingertip into her opening, and the thought that she wanted my cock in her. "I've never had anything but the tip of my finger in there," she said, fingering her opening. "But I want you to put your cock in me. It's what I've wanted for a very long time, Paul. I want you to be my first. In everything, Paul. I want you to take my virginity. I want you to be the first to fill my mouth with your cock and your cum. And I want you to be the first to eat my pussy."

I slid my fingers up the inside of her thighs and gently used them to open her pussy even more. "I would love to be your first, as you will be mine. You will take my virginity at the same time I take yours. I can't wait to feel your mouth on my cock and to see you drink my cum. But we can take care of that last request right now." I leaned in and gave a quick little kiss right on her clit. She gave a sharp little quiver, a loud gasp, and I noticed a trick of honey-like fluid flow from her pussy.

I extended my tongue and scooped up a bit of her fluid to give it a little taste-test. It was heavenly! A combination of flavors that surpassed my wildest anticipations. After that little taste, I became a madman, shoving my entire face into her pussy, devouring every drop of that ambrosia. I licked her clit regularly to keep the flow of nectar going. Every time, I'd get a gasp, see her toes curl, and watch another minor flood pour out of her.

After several minutes of going back and forth between her clit and her opening, I felt her hands grab the sides of my head and bring me up to her clit full time.. I would alternate flicking the tip of my tongue over it, to sucking at it. I could feel vibrations coming from within her body, her head moving back and forth.

All of a sudden, she arched her back, her mouth opened in silent scream, her legs trapped me between her thighs, and she gushed. Her body went into minor convulsions as I continued to tend to her clit. I would deviate southward on occasion to drink the juices her pussy was creating, but I concentrated mainly on her clit.

After a while, her body stopped shaking, she collapsed back onto the bed, pushed my head away, and sucked air like she'd been saved from drowning. "Oh. My. God! I have NEVER come that hard before. You, my sweet, sweet Paul, must promise to do that often and regularly!"

"I so promise, my sweet tasting lady!" I replied, licking my lips. I sat back, basking in the knowledge of a job well done.

Mary propped herself up on her elbows, still breathing heavily. "Does that thing ever go down?" she asked, looking at my hard cock.

At eighteen, I could pretty honestly reply, "Nope, not for long anyway."

Mary grinned and patted the bed. "I think it's time to switch."

She got down from the bed as I sat down on the edge. She wriggled over in between my legs, and once more, grabbed my cock.. I was hard as could be again, but not on the edge of cumming. Mary looked me in the eyes and slowly, ever so slowly licked my shaft from the base to the tip. She slid the head of my cock into her moth and gently sucked. I'm sure there was plenty of pre-cum to give her a good taste. She sat back for a moment, rolling the sample around in her mouth. She smacked her lips and said, "I think I like it! Salty, slippery, interesting..."

She dove back down, licking and sucking, even occasionally licking by balls. She gradually got to the point where she could take most me my cock in her moth before she gagged a little. "I promise I will get all of you cock in my mouth one day. But for now.. " and with a twinkle in her eye, she went back to town on my cock.

I could feel my orgasm begin to build, and I warned her, "Mary, if you keep that up, I'm going to cum hard again. You don't have to swallow my cum if you don't want to." She just winked at me and sucked harder. My balls pulled up tight as I felt several shots of cum leave my body.

Mary jerked just a bit as the first shot of cum landed in her mouth, but I could feel her tongue working over the head of my cock, drawing more and more cum out of me. Her gentle suction became a little too intense for me, so I gently removed my cock from her mouth.

Mary opened her mouth, showing me a fairly large pool of cum in her mouth and on her tongue. She swished it around her moth with her tongue a bit, then closed her mouth and swallowed. If my cock had had thoughts of going down after cumming so hard, it gave them up after seeing that.

Mary climbed up on the bed next to me and we cuddled and stroked each other for a while. We had both caught our breaths again when Mary said, "I've got to have you in me. Please Paul, can we? Can we make love to each other?"

I smiled at her and said, "I'd have to be a fool to turn down that request. Fact is, I'm wanting to be in you too. I've loved you for a long time, Mary. Let me show you how much." I rolled over on my back and pulled her up to sit on me. "I've heard it's easier for you if you're in control of how deep and when, and stuff."

Mary slid back and forth on my shaft rubbing her clit with my cock and getting us both excited and lubricated. After a few minutes, she lifted up a bit and positioned herself over my cock. She wriggled around a bit lining my cock up with her opening. Looking me in the eyes, she said, "I love you too, Paul," and with one swift downward plunge, she impaled herself on my cock.

One tear trickled down her cheek as she bit her lip slightly. It had obviously been painful to her, but the gleam in her eye and the smile around the pain told me she'd be alright. She sat still for several minutes which was fine by me. That initial plunge and the continued tightness of her pussy had put me at the edge again.

I had regained control as she began to rock gently back and forth on me, the slight motion moving me inside her for short strokes. As her motion increased, so did the length of the strokes. Soon she was bounding up and down on my cock, nearly pulling all the way off before plunging all the way down again. About every tenth stroke or so, she'd pause to give our joined groins a good grind. Then it was back to the races.

Her strokes up and down on my cock were beginning to become more rapid. I noticed that her nipples

(delicious little gumdrops) had puckered up and were incredibly hard. She started panting and grunting a bit as she rode my cock I could feel my cum begin to percolate up and I warned her, "Mary, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum in your sweet pussy!" At that, I shot my cum deep into her as she slammed her pussy down on my cock. I felt like my toenails were going to shoot out of my cock, and she was twitching and convulsing, grinding her pussy down onto the root of my cock. Her face and chest were flushed and she finally collapsed down on top of me.

I held her and stroked her. Whispering sweet words of love to each other. "Never leave me, Mary."

"Never leave me, Paul!"

"I love you!"

"I love you!"

The project got done -- eventually. It seemed to take an incredible amount of time and energy, but we did get an A+.