Impromptu plans for a party quickly circulated, and I was looking forward to it, right up until I walked out of the locker room. ‘Yeah, I’ll be th...re,’ I told Steve. ‘Just got some things I’ve got to do, first.’ ‘See you there,’ he responded, and then led everyone else out of the gym. I turned back toward the girls on the soccer team heading for the showers after practice, and whistled a merry tune as I walked their way. I waited a couple of minutes outside the locker room, leaning up against. After a few minutes I started to moan harder, and she leaned back, her mouth coming away from me with a satisfying "pop" noise, her own saliva now running down her front to join with the wet puddle under her. Looking down, she smiled as she saw something, and before I knew it she'd pulled the panties out of my jeans pocket. Keeping full eye contact with me, she licked the crotch slowly, and then reached up to start rubbing them slowly over my dick, the scratchy material causing me to almost cum. This particular one here, is about the first time I had a major edge session (back then I'd never heard of edging or gooning! lol ) which led to hands down, one of my best orgasms in my life!A quick bit of back story. Ive always been pretty highly sexed, even in relationships (with very active sex lives) Ive still masterbated and self pleasured alot. I was very much a regular watcher of porn (harder back then as the internet was still dial up!) So I had lots of magazines, VHS tapes and dvd's.. I accepted his lack of affection for the sake of being supported through my medical course. I could have left the family home and entered a university college or taken rooms somewhere, instead I settled for the comfortable environment that only demanded that I keep out of father’s hair. I gave a sardonic laugh. “I suppose that makes both me and the girl whores in our own way.” Thus I came to the conclusion that father was marrying Ice Maiden in the hope of producing another son who would.