I almost never wear a bra anyway, except when I need something to keep my nipples from poking out. I actually enjoy the feeling of cloth on my nips, a...d they get hard easily. With tight shirts, that's sometimes a problem, but most sundresses are cut with more bosom than I can use, and the extra cloth makes the erections less noticeable. And panties didn't seem to make much sense either, so I usually went without (except when I was wearing jeans, which have seams that chafe my girl parts). As. She told me to come to her place tomorrow and I can have more. I readily agreed. I reached her place at 11 am in the morning.I brought her Nutella which she told me she likes a lot and also bought a chocolate flavored condom. She opened the door. She was wearing a tight 3/4 and a short top. She was killing me by her looks. I hugged her and before I went to her ass she held my hand and placed it on her hip and smiled.I gave her the chocolate. She thanked me and brought some juice. She then. Finally I couldn’t stand it any more.“Oh, god I’m gonna cum Max! I’m gonna cum! Oh fuuuuuucccckkkk!” I yelled as the most amazing orgasm of my life ravaged my entire body. My pussy clamped down and milked Max’s cock. I grabbed his ass and tried to pull him deeper into me. “Cum in my pussy Max! I want you to cum in my 16-year-old pussy and get me pregnant! Knock up this 16-year-old mormon whore!”Max was sweating all over me as he moaned, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck I’m gonna cum! I’m. Had I lived life more conventionally, I might've treated myself to a drink, a cigarette, a hooker... but as a teenage kid, I knew no better and knew no worse. Tomorrow these halls would fill with jubilant laughter. I should have trudged home, showered, gone to bed. But I didn't.I couldn't answer why I did what I did. A leopard or tiger could never explain why he had to prowl, hunt, and kill. I ducked from the dimly lit hallway into the humid blackness of the girl's locker room. The smell of.