I had been craving for a very special self dare for a long time, but as the weather had just gotten a little chilly I thought maybe it would be way to... cold if I ever would actually dare to go through with such a completely crazy and scary thing. I have been getting both frightened of myself, but also really craving to push myself to do this. I finally parked car by a sports center and - after arguing with myself for - I don´t know how long - actually did it. I opened the door and stepped out. . Don’t know. What exactly did he do?” I asked.She said, “he moved this up and down.. Like this.” She stroked my cock steadily for a few seconds and I closed my eyes in pleasure.“It feels good??” She asked.“Yes it does, but I don’t know why. What did you do when you heard him say your name?”“I… Felt weird. My heart beat faster. I …” She stopped and I realized she was beginning to feel shy. I didn’t want to lose this opportunity so I coaxed her into telling me more.“Go on, it’s okay, I won’t. This time however, there was another student with us. She was from a different section and was a reasonably good looking k**. But no one in the school could ever match my math teacher. This time there was no show of cleavage, or my cock playing games. However, I was dying to have a glimpse of her golden boobs. I remember it so clearly that on this day she was wearing a lovely pale colored saree with a matching blouse which as usual was low cut. With light colored lipstick on her lovely lips,. It was three o’clock and Jim might be home within an hour.“Gwen! I should go before Jim comes home.”“Okay.”“But I want a nice blowjob first.”Before she could agree or disagree, I climbed on her chest and pushed my cock into her warm mouth. She eagerly opened for me, but wouldn’t let me go down her throat.“Give me your throat, Gwen,” I said strongly.“I can’t do that,” she protested.“I bet you can. Just extend your tongue and let me slowly push in.”She did as I suggested and pushed her tongue.