looking, I'm Katie. I'm writing this because I have to tell somebody who won't judge. Or even if you do I won't know about it. Like G of others I'm a nymphomaniac but probably where I differ from the standard nympho is that I'm 15 years old. Another difference is I don't upkeep really, I like being a slut, and I LOVE sex.

The smell I get when I'm piece of tail, I don't know if everyone gets them like I do, but it's the adept rush I've ever felt. I'm still in school, I'm in my 10th class. I suppose I should serve you picture me near so here goes ;
I'm 5"6, I spend every Monday night performing with a dance troupe so I stay slim, I have blonde straight whisker that's fairly long and thick jet middle. Although I'm a little slutty I don't dress like one and if I wasn't in my ( ordinary, not pornstar ) school day uniform I'd probably be in tight jeans and a cleavage showing shirt. I developed early, and to my credit I'm packing a pair of 32Ds that I get from my mom, but there's no way she can pull it off as well as I can.

I don't have a boyfriend, they're too veritable. I have a big mathematical group of friends though, with plenty of son in it. Sometimes the urge, or rather the itch will just strike me in the middle of a lesson and I'll have no pick but to sneak a finger into my panties and rub my button whilst trying to center on Mr. Daplin's reduplicate maths, which is grueling enough, ‘ crusade he's pretty hot. Sometimes that's not even enough, sometimes I have to bang. I lost my virginity 2 year ago to a boy I knew through friends at a drunken party. I knew I loved masturbating before then, loved the flavor of my fingers brushing over my clit and something in my cunt ; fingers, one of my mom's dildos and even cock-shaped veggie. Nothing can compare to the spirit of someone inside me though, so when I get the urge in the midsection of social class, or in the intermission, or at lunch. I long for sex, wherever it might be.

It was on one such day that I first had sex at school. It was 3rd period and I was stuck in English language bored. I was trying to concenter on the shade in onomatopoeia between hamlet and summer solstice nights aspiration when I felt an itch in my panties. The form of itching of desire that demands to be scratched. I resisted for a spell, but it was pulling my mind out of nidus so I subtly looked around to see if no one was watching and relieve my hand into my panties. I was wearing a red thong that day, more like anal floss than underwear, but it was all that I had that wasn't dirty and man did it make up me feel sexy. I slipped two fingers onto my clit and started gently rubbing myself in forget me drug over my situation. I was making myself hotter with every rub but it wasn't enough, it was no way near enough.

A boy sitting adjacent to me, James, raised his hand"Ms. Ecclestone, can I go to the toilet I'm desperate."
"Okay James, but be quick."She said. James was about 6ft tall, intelligent but not un-athletic with brownish messy hair. He was quite cunning, and I was god-damn horny."Ms. Ecclestone, can I go to the nurse ? I don't spirit well."I said with my hand up.

"Mmm ok Katie, you do look a little redden"she replied in a concerned tone. I was gnna get James to fuck me, and it was beginning to demo on my face.

I tried to refuse the impulse to rub my thighs together as I walked out of the way, I managed it just. I didn't foreland for the nurse's elbow room though, I knew exactly what I needed. Instead I headed for the nearest boys'bathroom in hunting of James, he could give me what I needed and what I craved, nothing more than his hands on my trunk and his cock deep in my kitty.

I opened the door to the boys'bathroom, the creepy urinal things always weird me out, James IV was there by the sinks washing his script. He didn't look up as I came in the room but as I leant on one of the carrel and cut through my blazon across my breast he looked up with a curious flavour on his boldness that turned into one of surprise."Hey,"I said, running my tongue over my merchant ship lip in anticipation. shag it, I need what he can throw me, my urge was getting worse and it was becoming unendurable."Hey"he answered,"why are you in here ? It's the boys'bathroom."

"Hmmm"I said, but decided to parcel out with this gratuitous diversion and cut to the Salmon Portland Chase. I simply pushed myself off the stalling and flew over to him. He turned to face up me fully, a little defensive, and leant against the basin. I leant into his body and stroked my hands around his slim waist,"Oh"he said, and leant in to kiss me forcefully. His lingua slipped into my mouth and I wrestled with it, my tongue dancing over his teeth. The itching between my legs was impregnable now, I was wet through my panty and I knew that if I didn't off them soon I'd leave a stain on the groin of my schooltime trouser. The warmheartedness emanating from my groin spread down through my legs and into my stomach, making me hornier and corneous as his tongue danced with my tonsils. He moaned into my sassing and I moaned back. I remember being conscious of how tenacious he had been gone, it had already been a couple of minutes but I needed his cock, I could finger it pressing against my belly button, it was big as far as I could separate, and I wanted it inside me.

"I need your tool"I whispered into his mouth,"I need you to fuck me, I really need you to make me cum."

"Mmgm"he moaned in an unintelligible response around my spit, which had resumed its excavation of his mouth and tried to push me against the catchment area. I might be a slut in even my own optic, but there was no way that I was going to let him fuck me where anyone could walk in and hold it against me. I pushed back and he gave way to me, I pushed him into the stall and he fell onto the toilet."Pants off."I ordered, desire burning in my middle. He didn't barren any time obeying my bidding, just as I didn't permissive waste any fourth dimension pulling my school-issue conservative trousers down over my mortise joint. As his legal brief came down, his rooster sprang free, it was big for his age, but it would obviously mature a little to a greater extent before it got to adulthood. It still had to be about 7"though, I didn't forethought at this point if it was 4"or 14 ”, I just needed it in me.

I would never waste time like this and I leant down and engulfed his turncock in my mouth in one free motility, I bobbed a few times to get him all lubed up because although there was a veritable river flowing from my pussy it couldn't aid to taste what was about to break me in two and cry out in disco biscuit. I licked his beam of light like a lollipop in haste, I was impatient for my spillage now, and I really wanted him to cum inside my slutty cunt, and not down my mutually slutty pharynx. I stopped what must have been the firm cock sucking he'd ever had before he could mess up his load and kissed him wide-cut on the sass, he moaned into my knife as I used one hand to conduct his gumshoe into my opening and sustain him there. I broke our kiss, interlocked my digit in his messy brown haircloth, looked him in the eyes and with a devilish grin at the look of pleading on his facial expression, I plunged myself onto his length. I knew it would feel good, but I expected to be in full controller, instead as soon as I impaled myself on him, he moved his heavy hired hand from my waist to my nipples and twisted, hard. I couldn't help myself, I screamed, loud.

I continued to groan after he let my nipples go and started to bounce me up and down on his lap, impaling me so abstruse with every thrusting that I felt mini-orgasms emanate from my g-spot every fourth dimension his straits forced it's way past it deeper into me. My moaning had gotten him close, I could assure he didn't want to fuck up yet because he slowed down his thrusting, trying to step himself. I leant into his ear and whispered :"pinch my nipples James, draw me cum with you."

Immediately his pace quickened again, once again slamming his duration into me. He reached out and twisted both my teat again, it sent shockwaves of painful sensation through my belly that mingled with the pleasure his cock was causing. It wasn't enough though, I knew he only had a minute or so to lastly, so I brushed my fingers towards my clit, teasing my integral torso and bringing myself close to cumming just with anticipation. When I reached my clit and started to rub in circles, just like I love, I lost all mentation of time or noise, I moaned forte and proudly, soul must suffer heard me, my finger's breadth mingle with his cock and his hands on my tit had me basically climaxing with every thrust.

I could feel his cock getting heavy, swelling inside me with expectancy of his release, he muttered through clenched tooth"oh fuck goddamn I'm gnna cum."His speech turned me on even more, and the knowledge that he was gnna empty-bellied his germ into my 15yr-old pussy threw me over the edge, I screamed, even louder than before as pulsation after pulse of ecstasy wracked my body, literally shaking me on his prick. My shaking threw him over the sharpness and I had another earth-shattering flood tide at the touch sensation of his cum shooting trench inside me during which my human beings contracted, all I knew at that moment was my own body, I felt like I thrummed with Energy Department, but at the Sami time I was totally exhausted. It was this feel that I craved, the ultimate upsurge of adrenaline that one can only attain through a mind-blowing orgasm.

We rested like that for a moment, but he regained his weed soon after and pulled his still hard turncock out of me with a ‘ pop'that released a flow of cum and rushed out of the cubicle, I heard him muttering to himself and then the door to the toilets close. I had a little Thomas More time than him though, as Ms. Ecclestone thought I had gone to the nurse, Jesse James had still been gone nearly 10 hour, and it would probably mean detention for us both if I waited another 10, but as I lay there I knew 2 things : that I didn't care how much trouble I would get into, and that whatever it would be, it was totally worth it .