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11:45 p.m. :: 2002-12-20 I�ll convince him somehow to join the stage crew of WnW (the drama club at our school). Just so that he can go to the cast party. Because anybody who�s ever been to a WnW cast party knows that it�s worth joining WnW just so you can go. They�re totally erotic, and totally sober. So I�d be grinding with everybody like I always do, only in the front of the line, directly facing him�he�d be sitting on the couch, watching me. I�d be dancing, shaking my thing(s), and he wouldn�t be able to take his eyes from me. His legs would be wide open, and he�d resist touching himself as he became wet with pre-cum. Finally, I�d look him in the eyes, touch my tongue to the corner of my mouth, make him understand that this was why I convinced him to join�and he wouldn�t be able to handle it anymore. He�d slide his hands down his pants, trembling. I�d break away from the line, and kneel over him on the couch, with my cleavage just within his eye-view, and masturbate myself against him, feeling him getting harder beneath me. Then I�d kiss him, slowly but sensuously, making him rub himself harder, faster, imagining where he�d really want my mouth to be. For the next few minutes, we wouldn�t be able to get our hands off of each other, off of ourselves. People would be watching, but it�s WnW, so who the hell cares�and then, we�d come at the same time, sighing and moaning with pure erotic delight. Relief. Closure. And then on Monday at school, it�d be back to basically the same routine we�d always been through�but different. We�d gaze into each other�s eyes every time we passed in the hallway, fantasizing about our next night together. And the best part would be that nobody would have to know�it�d be our sexy little secret. But first, I�d have to convince him to join the stage crew of WnW. Did you miss...? |
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