I 'm Brassica oleracea acephala barrel maker, people call me Copper though, I 'm a 3.9 student at FreeGrove senior high school schoolhouse, I play baseball and football and I dedicate a lot of my fourth dimension to both of those. I 'm a junior, and the shoemaker's last two years of my High School career have gone slap-up. Both yr Highest Honors and the title in baseball on Varsity. I do n't desire to get full of myself but I like to be fairly positive in my looks and I take heavy care of my body. I 'm 6'4 '' and chiseled, and workout everyday of the calendar week right after school. The first thing daughter always ask me when they approach me is `` Do you have a girlfriend ? '' I always say yes because I 'm not occupy in having another girlfriend after my last relationship. Her name was Alexandra, we dated for almost two years, and I have to say, this girl was drop abruptly gorgeous, and the sex was unbelievable. She was 5'2 '' about 100 pounds, with an unbelievable bubble butt, prissy fortunate tan, long light-haired hair and a cheek that was stunning. But her personality ruined it. She was constantly bitching and the only way I could get her to shut the piece of tail up was to put my tongue in her mouthpiece. Which was almost a incessant daily cycle. Get bitched at. lay down out. Find a private fleck. And fuck each others brains out. But we 've been broken up for a few month and she 's already moved on to another random. And do n't get me incorrect, I moved on too, but I have n't taken interest in finding individual quite yet.

It 's the starting of baseball season and our team ( as always ) is the closest you can get to hone, with 35-1, and 36-0 records the last two class, winning is something we 're getting used to. So most of our exercise prison term is taken up by us goofing around, taking batting practice or infield, or just sitting in the dugout canoe having causal conversations. Baseball season also means the start of track and mark country season, and it 's the time all the girls with the sexiest toned bodies run around our airfield to train for the upcoming season. It 's pretty awing, all of these soph through senior girls, ( because let 's face it, freshmen are n't quite build up yet ) are running around us in play bandeau and scant short with their hanker, tan legs and their perfectly fit bodies, and if you 're a hormonal teen like our integral team, this is like Christmas.

There 's this girl, Lauren. I 've known her since 6th score, we met when we were paired up for an experimental terra firma day. I guess you could say she was my `` crushed leather '' I liked this girl from the irregular I saw her, and she knew it. Being as though we were in 6th ground level, the rumors spread, and she became embarrassed that a guy had taken pastime in her. So from then until 8th class we only spoke about 5 Bible. As time went on and as we both dated and broke up, with those periodic glances and grinning in the hall, I knew we both crushed on each other. But one day she met some fool named Keegan and the glances and smile in the hallway stopped. As freshman yr came, I met Alexandra and Lauren was still dating Keegan, she ended up splitting from Keegan before Alexandra and I and the smiles began again and Alexandra took a notice, bitching me out every clock time that `` stupid slutty blond '' smiled at me. I knew she was n't a slut, and she by far was n't dullard being at the top of the class. Let me get back to present day Jr year.

So as my teammate and adept friend Skylar are sitting in the dugout talking about random Irish bull, I looked out the movement of the dugout where the track pathway coming out of the school starts, and I see this 5'5 '' 110 pound, blonde hairsbreadth, athletic, C Cup tits, beautifully determine ass girl jogging on the way of life in spandex capris with a pink sports bra with her hair up in a ponytail. If I did n't believe in dearest at 1st tidy sum, I sure as fucking infernal region did then, that or I was n't there when little 6th grade infatuation Lauren matured into a fully grown high school junior woman. I do n't think I 've gotten as severely as I did at the here and now in my entire life. I told my squad I 'd be right back since we were n't doing anything anyway, and I jogged to catch up to her. `` Lauren ! '' I sort of shouted as I came up from behind her. `` colewort ? '' she said as she 's never met me before. `` How have you been ? '' she asked. `` Pretty good now that I 'm talking to you. '' I said probably as corny as I could, distracted by the now getting subdued 7 column inch rock in my pants. With a half smile as she 's jogging away she says `` I 'll see you later borecole. '' And that 's pretty very much where that conversation ended.

That coming Friday went pretty smoothly and we were all just glad the week was over and we could get to the field. I walk out of the school and walk out to the split up gym building the school shares for sports. It 's just a gymnasium with indoor batting John Milton Cage Jr. and basketball hoops, a fille locker room, and a guys footlocker room. I changed and the whole recitation all I could think about was Lauren, and how that astonishing ass bounces just the double-dyed amount with every step she takes. Most of the clock time she wears spandex capri pants, yoga trouser, leging, or really tight jeans or booty shorts. My favorite is when the track team has to enclothe up for a meet day and she wears the pixilated one part attire with sperry 's. Almost all of her beautiful tan branch show and the way her ass motility so freely in it makes my cock parachuting. Monday was a meet day.

The weekend was fun and relax, but surprisingly this Monday morning I woke up feel pretty just. Whether it was the fact I get to see Lauren 's body in that dress, or since the grade I got on my calculus trial on Friday was so good. I got to school and I was heading into the team locker room which is reasonably empty-bellied at this prison term, I loaded my equipment into my locker, locked it and started to walk out when I 'm grabbed by the back of my drawstring bag and pulled into the connected woman 's locker room, in the delivery iniquity as I heard the room access close. The light turned on and there was Lauren, standing in front of me with a clamber tight delicate blue frock that barely covered three inches down from the shank. Before I could even get a hazard to say anything, she pushed me into the storage locker room waiting area chair and started humping my dick vertically as it sat, hard as a rock underneath a layer of my silky Nike training shorts. The apparel she had on provide little to my imagination and the shorts I had on were very thin, so the thrust and humping felt better than you can retrieve. As I was laying there, trying to play myself to reality that this was actually happening I opened my eyes as she slid off of my lap and onto her articulatio genus as she leaned her head back against the paries. I stood up and she slowly began to pull down my loosely fitted gym short circuit and slight layered underdrawers underneath. When she finally got them below my hammer, it sprung out as hard as it can get and came not much farther than an column inch away from her smooth, shiny, lip colour covered mouth. She stuck her glossa out and circled the hole of my stopcock for a dependable 20 indorsement before she opened just wide enough so my pass fit perfectly between her top and posterior rim. With my peter principal inside of her back talk she began sucking and circling it as her oral cavity slowly opened more and more until eventually I moved my hips a piddling forward and felt my entire peter become engulfed in a sea of strong, wet saliva. After a instant of the unspoiled offset to a blowjob I 've ever experienced, my hormones took over and I took her manpower, put them behind her back as my cock stayed in her mouth, and I started fucking her face as my spit dripping dick slid in and out of her beautiful teenage back talk. When I noticed that papers were falling off of the bulletin board above her head each time I thrusted into her throat, I realized I was done fucking her face and I stood her up, her hand immediately grabbed my rod and began stroking as I took her clothes off. I was already naked considering I took my shirt off during the blowjob. Just as I pulled the clothes over her head she took her hand off of my scape and unhooked her bra, letting the awe-inspiring C Cup tits decline perfectly down onto her breast. I did n't believe my cock could get any harder, but it did, and she noticed. I spun her around and put my cock between her ass boldness and humped her to get her more food turner on, when I felt her pussy was wet enough, I lifted one of her legs holding her by her muscular smooth thigh and slowly hold fast my rock candy hard lubed cock into her miserly 17 year old pussy from behind and began thrusting in and out feeling her bitch muscleman declaration with each interpolation. Her warm snatch juices flowed over my cock every time I spread her opening. I fucked her harder and harder reaching around and grabbing one of her natural Brobdingnagian bosom as I thrusted watching her ass shiver, her stifle go frail, and her header bob back and forth with the apparent motion of my pelvis. As I shoved my shaft deeper and deeper inside of her she stood on her toes to be more well-fixed, her foot were so aphrodisiac the way they were perfectly arched and the way her perfectly formed calf were flexed just the right sum of money. I could palpate an ocean of warm semen building up inside of me and with every one of her high pitched hushed moan the intensity got stronger and unassailable. My cock was pulsing now and by this time she was screaming that she wanted my cum down her pharynx and all over her face and boob. `` Ohhhhh fuckkkkk ! '' I managed to gnarl out before pulling out, pushing her to her knee and putting my rooster all the way into her pharynx so it hit the back. With 6 or 7 more jab my 1st undulation of warm, stocky goo splashed into her pharynx as it jolted her and she gave a tacky high pitched moan, wave after wafture shot into her backtalk and the last 4 waves of 5 years of wanting this girl, hit her after I pulled out of her mouth, watching it pour out, and watched two wafture hit her chest of drawers dead on and they began to drop down just as the last two spurt hit her directly in the fount as she closed her eyes and licked her lips. After wiping her oculus, while my dick still pulsed she cleaned my rod off with her natural language and swallowed the rest. `` Whoa. '' Is all I managed to say.

We showered together and I watched her coast that right apparel over her melon vine and her round ass as she slid her human foot into her sperry 's. I used a lot of energy making making love to her, something I hope to be doing for a spell.

'' Hey borecole ? '' she said as we 're walking out out hoping not to be seen. `` Yeah ? '' I asked `` Again ? '' she asked me. `` For sure. '' I said with a smile as I walked to first hour .