Mein ek dum uske kapde nai utarna chahta tha jo maza dhire dhire aata hai vo ek sath nai mein upar se hi thoda thoda uska top niche karta gaya or uski...chuchi ke har. Hisse ko chata. Phir maine top ke upar se hi uske nipple pakad lie or unhe masalne aga or upr se hi chusne laga. Phir 5 min baad mein niche uski naabhi.Ko chata or gand par skirt kr upar se hi kiss kia or uske pav ki ungli se.Leke pairo ki jangh har jagah apni jibh se chata. Phir use dobara. Kiss karne laga or dono hatho se uski. I hadn't had sex or gotten a blowjob or handjob since the day before she left, and my hormonal 17 year old body was compensating by jizzing in my sleep. I was frustrated. I needed to get laid. I looked at the clock and saw that I was due to wake up in 20 minutes anyway. That day I was flying out to Boston to spend the weekend with Kelly. I was surprised my parents were letting me go, since they knew we would be unsupervised, but they trusted us. The flight was uneventful, and Kelly was waiting. Eager, indeed.I quickly hibernated my laptop and slipped it under my bed. Then I debated whether I should pretend she was waking me up, but decided I didn't fake being woken up very well, and then, with some inspiration, thinking about the earlier exchange, I realized the perfect thing -- she was going to be interrupting me as I masturbated. How obvious. I wasn't going to let her catch me ... but I was going to have the right flush to my cheeks, so to speak. Easily enough done.With that, still. My buddy, Matt brought some girl from the public school to a party. Well, all the guys were talking about how hot she was, and flirting with her, including myself. I have always stood out with the women in my silky shirts and ties with a collar pin, against my buddies in their boring button-down collar and loosened ties.It paid off, because at one point, I got the her to heavy pet with me in the bathroom. My slacks at my ankles and cock trapped in my nylon bikinis, throbbing. I had the her.