“I smiled embarrassed at her and nodded my head. Then she looked shyly at me and said that we had unfinished Matric Ball business. Then she said that there was something that she would like to see and directed her gaze in the direction of my erection. I had no problem with her request because we already planned to be more intimate, so I stepped closer to her and pulled my pants away for a brief moment. She complained when I released my pants’ waist but told her that I also had a very brief and semi-obscured view. She just looked at me and shook her head so that her hair fell behind her shoulders, displaying her petite breast in all its glory for my viewing pleasure.
“After this move from her, I thought it in order to pull my pants and boxers down to my knees and my cock jumped to freedom. She had a nice look at it and reached out to take it in her hand. But before she could touch it, the phone rang. She rushed and answered the phone in the passage. I remained in the kitchen and pulled my boxers and shorts back up to cover my erection.
“I could only hear what Lina said and figured that it was her mother who said that Don was fine but would need stitches, and that she took the car to a cleaning service to wash out the blood.
“Lina must have used the time at the phone to refit her bikini top because she had it on properly when she returned to the kitchen when the call ended. She took my hand and led me to her bedroom.
“Once in her room, I pulled my shirt off and nodded my head in the direction of her top. For a moment, her eyes widened before she smiled and pulled the same cup away from her breast. I pulled only my shorts down to allow my erection to tent the boxers. She noted it and smiled before she turned her back on me and lifted her hair to expose her neck. It didn’t take a lot of imagination to realize that she wanted me to pull the bikini top’s bow on her back loose. With her free hand she held the top in place and turned to face me.
“I noted a nervousness while she slid the shoulder straps off. She revealed her right breast first, the one that I had seen earlier. Then, hesitantly, she revealed her left breast and the reason for her hesitancy became clear, her left breast was even less developed than her right breast. Although some swelling was present, it wasn’t much larger than my own. The areola however was notably puffed up and stood out more than two centimeters above the underlying breast, showing some promise that it would be bigger soon. It was almost like a marshmallow that was positioned on an inverted saucer, and a rather flat one! The nipple on top was a bit smaller than the one on the right.
“I reached out to touch the puffs, but she stopped me and said that she wanted to touch me first. I took her hands and slipped her thumbs under my boxer’s elastic. Without delay, she pulled my boxers to below my knees, from where they fell to the ground. She went on her knees, and I could feel her breath on my half deflated cock, which started to get hard, now that things started to get going again.
“Lina took my erection in her hands and pulled the skin back. I cleared my throat and looked at her bikini bottoms. She jumped up and turned her hip in my direction where the string around her hip was tied with a bow. I was adventurous and bit the tip of the string with my teeth and pulled it loose. I also had to stabilize her hips and was able to hold my hand over her pussy. She reprimanded me but I could tell that she was not serious.
“When the bottoms fell to the ground, I saw the bush of hair covering her love lips. With her bottoms on the ground, she immediately began to pay attention to my cock, which by then had almost returned to its full glory. She dropped to her knees and soon her face was at the height of my cock, which she called a ‘sperm gun’. After wrapping her hand around my shaft and working it back and forth a few times, I could feel a contraction in my scrotum. Shortly thereafter, she asked me if this something was semen. I looked down and I saw a string of pre-cum extending between my penis and her finger and told her that it was pre-cum.
“She grabbed my scrotum and asked if the pre-cum was made in the sack and if it was the ‘ammunition’ that could make her pregnant.
“I told her that it is pre-cum and that it is not supposed to make a girl pregnant. But if the man came recently, then there is a risk of pregnancy.
“She asked me if I came recently and was notably disappointed when I told her that I had. She smiled sweetly when I added that it was only because I was thinking of her and our after-party plans and how beautiful she looked in her party dress. Then I said that the risk of a pre-cum pregnancy can be reduced if I would pee.”
“Serious?” interjected Steve, surprised.
Dirk confirmed, “Serious!”
Steve seemed unconvinced. “How do you know this?”
“One of the girls in my grade eleven class in Cape Town got pregnant, so the school offered sexual awareness classes and mom thought it wise if Alta and I attended the classes, especially after what happened with my father and Ingrid. The idea was actually to educate us on the dangers of sex, especially STDs and pregnancy, but they also covered aspects of safe sex. I guess they knew the learners would keep on experimenting in spite of the risks. One of the doctors mentioned this during one of the sessions.
“Anyway,” as Dirk continued his story, “Lina pointed her finger in the direction of the toilet. It got me excited because it was as if she planned on having unprotected sex with me. I didn’t know how safe it would be and regretted the fact that I had left the condoms at home. Several thoughts rushed through my mind, like ‘Why would she make sure my pre-cum is safe?’, ‘Is she in her safe period?’, ‘Would she let me go all the way?’ These thoughts just made me stiffer, and I stared hesitantly in the toilet’s direction.
“When I finally looked back at her, she was looking at me with pleading-puppy eyes. My heart was beating excitedly while I walked to the toilet because it seemed as if unprotected sex was definitely on the menu, and I hoped she knew what she was doing. I struggled with my full-blown erection to pee, just like you in your story, and when I finished my erection was also almost gone. When I returned to her room, she was waving a condom wrapper in front of my face. She said Don told her where to find one, knowing that he had no further use for it. She wanted to go down again to kiss me, but I protested and said that it was my turn. I sat down on the ottoman at her cosmetic dresser and told her to straddle my lap while facing me.
“With my one hand I held her around her waist and with the other I started rubbing her right breast. After a while I could not stop myself. I took her hand and helped her arm around my neck so I could kiss that delicious puffiness of her left breast. What a sensation! It gave way wonderfully under my lips, almost like the feathery soft marshmallow it resembled. As my lips closed, it slipped gently out of my mouth until only the small button of her nipple remained between my lips. Then I would part my lips and suck it back into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the hard nub as if I was licking runny ice cream from a cone. The full puffiness then jumped back deep into my mouth, just to slip out from under my lips until only the hard, delicious nipple remained between my lips.