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Title: Prequal To Prom
Here I was sitting at a table outside the cafeteria. The table is covered with a blue and gold skirt around the sides and front - the school colors. Strewn all over the top were piles of blue and gold silk flowers. I felt a little silly sitting here wondering why I signed up to do this. This year my studyhall class was one of the groups chosen to help get everything ready for the school Prom. When I looked at the signup sheet, selling Prom tickets seemed like a lot less work than making and hanging decorations. On the plus side, I got to see lots of cute girls with their boyfriends or by themselves when they bought tickets. Even though the conversation was little more than saying "Hi" and telling them the theme of this years prom is "Satin and Lace", and reminding them to take one of the silk
flowers from the table, it was still closer than I could ever hope to get to many of these girls so the embarrassment of sitting at a table covered in flowers was a small price to pay.
The hallway was pretty much empty now. I had gotten out of my previous class a bit early in order to be able to get the cash box from the Principle's office and get setup before the kids started streaming in for the first lunch period. I was idly playing with some blue flowers when Paul came around the corner. He had a big smile on his face. "Oh no!" I thought to myself as we said "Hi" to each other.
Paul looked at the blue flowers in my hand and said "These are nice flowers. They look quite real." I nodded my head in agreement. Paul leaned in a little closer. "But they don't match your panties very well, do they?" Maybe it was because he had leaned closer to me, but it seemed he said that extra loud.Nervously I looked around to make sure no one heard him as I felt my face flush red. Luckily the hallway was still empty. "Too bad the school colors aren't pink and white." he said as he tucked a gold flower behind my ear. "Yes, a pink flower would look much nicer." he said as I quickly removed the flower and set it back on the table. "Stop it!" I said. I could feel my cheeks burning. "You are going to get us in trouble!"
"Stop worrying. There is nobody around" Paul said with a smile. Just then the bell signaling the end of the period rang. We could here the classroom doors opening. In a minute, the hallway will be full of students and I'll be busy selling tickets and not have to worry about Paul I thought to myself.
"Hey! What's that over there!?" Paul asked pointing past me down the hall. I turned to look, but didn't see anything unusual. "What?" I asked, still looking down the hall. When I didn't get a response, I turned to look at Paul, but he was gone, nowhere to be seen. I giggled to myself at Paul's silly trick.
Suddenly under the table I felt two hands grab my thighs. It startled me so much that I cried out and jumped up out of my chair, almost knocking the table full of flowers over in the process. I just barely had time to look down and see that it was Paul under the table that had grabbed me when he took hold of the waistband of my pants and pulled them down in one quick motion leaving me standing in the hallway behind the table showing off my pink panties for anyone to see. I quickly sat down and tried reaching under the table to pull my pants back up but Paul held them tight around my ankles. I felt Paul's hand slid gently up my thigh and I silently cursed myself for deciding to wear silky white nylons and a lacy white garter today.
I was still struggling trying to pull my pants back up when I heard "Are you ok?" I looked up to see Ashley and Denise standing in front of the table giving me strange looks. "Oh God!" I thought as I felt my face turn red again. Ashley and Denise were cheerleaders. I had many a time stared at and lusted for their young athletic bodies and now here they were standing right in front of me while my pants were around my ankles and I was wearing pink panties and sheer white nylons with a lacy garter belt!
"Ah... Yeah... I, I'm ok" I managed to blurt out. Both girls giggled at my flustered response.
"Four tickets please" Ashley said as she held out her money. I tried to keep my hands from shaking too much as I took the money and reached for the tickets. Both of Paul's hands were lightly caressing my legs all over from near my ankles where my pants lay all the way up to the lacy tops of my nylons. It felt nice, but also tickled a bit, causing me to squirm a bit in my chair. Ashley took the tickets from me and handed two of them to Denise. They quickly tucked the tickets away in their purses. The girls then each picked up a flower, blue for Ashley and gold for Denise. I watched mesmerized as the girls in turn each pinned the silk flower to the front of the others cheerleaders uniform. It must be my imagination, I thought to myself, but as each girl pinned the flower on her friend's uniform, her hands seemed to linger longer than necessary. I could have sworn Ashley's hand even caressed the side of her friend's breast before slowly removing her hand. Whether it was my imagination, or it was real, the effect was the same. I could feel my penis pushing against the silky fabric of my panties as it slowly became more and more erect.
When the girls were done, they both turned to me and giggled. It looked like Denise was blushing a bit. "Thanks for the tickets! Hope to see you at the Prom!" Ashley said. With that both girls giggled some more before turning and going into the cafeteria. Both girls spun around fast enough to give me a fleeting peek at the blue cheerleader briefs hiding under their short skirts.
My attention was torn away from Ashley and Denise when I realized that my erection had not gone unnoticed by Paul. He was now gently caressing my balls through the sheer panties and every so lightly tracing his fingers along the tip of my cock which was now fully erect and sticking straight out forming a large tent in my pink panties. I enjoyed the feeling for a moment, long enough to realize that my panties and Pauls fingers were already wet and slippery. I was just about to reach under the table again to try and stop Paul when Jennifer and Dave approached the table.
I tried to act as normal as possible as Dave handed me the money for 2 tickets. As I reached out for the money, I could not help but look at Jennifer. She was a real beauty, tall with long tan legs, long flowing red hair, a pretty, innocent looking face, and a pair of large perky breasts that bounced ever so slightly when ever she walked. She also liked to wear skimpy lace bras that were always just detectable under her thin tight blouses, which only added to her popularity. As Jennifer leaned over to sign the registration book and pick out a flower, I was treated to a lovely view down her low cut blouse. I could clearly see the fullness of her breasts and the black lace of her pretty bra.
It was at that moment that Paul decided to pull down the front of my panties and wrap his lips around my hard cock. The sensation of his lips gently sliding over and around the head of my cock caused me to moan every so quietly. "Mmmmm...."
Jennifer looked up, and quickly followed my stare to the top of her blouse. Realizing that she caught me staring down her blouse, I quickly looked up. She flashed my a mischievous smile and asked "Are you enjoying selling prom tickets?" I could feel myself blush as I looked down in embarrassment. Despite my best efforts I found myself once again staring down her blouse. I felt Paul's lips reach the base of my penis. I could feel his tongue slowly caressing my length as he slowly pulled his head back. I fought hard to stifle another moan.
"You gonna give me the tickets, or what?" Dave's question quickly brought me back to reality. I tore my eyes away from Jennifer's breasts. I was surprised to see that she was standing up, no longer bent over the table. How long was I staring at Jennifer!? "The tickets?" Dave asked again, the impatience clear in his voice.
"What? Oh, yeah, here. Here you go" I stumbled as I held out the tickets. Dave grabbed them, turn and was starting to walk away. Jennifer gave me a wink, leaned forward again to give me another quick peek at the fullness of her breasts, and whispered "Thanks for the tickets!" I opened my mouth, not really knowing what to say just as Paul's tongue swirled all around the head of my cock before his lips once again wrapped around my shaft and I felt myself sink once again into his warm eager mouth. So what came out of my mouth was something incomprehensible "Suu...ahh...mmm...hhhhmmm" Happy with her effect on me, Jennifer gave a little giggle before bouncing off after her boyfriend.
The hallway was kind of quite now. Instead of taking the opportunity to try stopping Paul. I sat quietly in my chair, blissfully enjoying Paul's ministrations. I was in my own little world. Paul's mouth, tongue and fingers were tantalizing and teasing my throbbing cock. I found myself wishing I could return the favor. I longed to feel Paul's beautiful cock sliding past my lips and deep into my mouth. I wanted to feel my tongue slowly caress every inch of his rigid shaft. I wanted to gently lick his smooth balls, teasing them, inticing them to give up their delicious nectar.
I could practically taste and feel Paul in my mouth now. Every lick and suck, every movement of Paul's
hot mouth on my throbbing penis I imagined was me pleasuring and teasing Paul.
"Ahhm."
My mouth opened involuntarily, as Paul's mouth once again engulfed my hard cock. I felt his lips slide down the lenght of my shaft and I imagined Paul's cock was sliding deep into my mouth.
"Ahhm!"
As my tongue carressed the imaginary cock filling my mouth, something in the back of my mind started nagging me. What was that noise?
"Ahhm!"
There it was again! Oh God! My mind slowly drifted back to the real world. I found myself staring at a cock right in front of me. Well, not a cock, but a bulge, a very big bulge. It was hidden underneath a tight pair of running shorts. My mind tried to make sense of what I was seeing as I tried to imagine what the cock hidden under those shorts looked like. I fought an urge to reach out and caress it.
"Excuse me?!"
I quickly snapped back to reality. I suddenly realized that my mouth was open as I looked up in fear hoping that the owner of the bulge had not seen me staring lustfully at his crotch. I quickly saw that the bulge belonged to Chad, the captain of the swim team. Fortunately he was busy playing electronic football and so didn't notice my stare. I looked next to him to find Chad's girlfriend, Susan, staring at me with a look that was a mixture of impatience, surprise, and amusement. Her mocking grin made it clear to me that while Chad had was oblivious as to what was going on around him, she knew exactly what I had been staring at. I felt my face my face burning as I looked down, trying to avoid Susan's stare.
"Are you too busy to sell us some tickets, or what?" Susan said with a slight chuckle. This whole time Paul had not slowed down at all under the table. He was bobbing his head up and down at a slow deliberate pace. His lips sinking all the way down to the base of my cock before slowing traveling back up until just the very tip of my cock remained in his mouth. His tongue constantly caressing every inch inch of me. Despite my embarrassment, I found myself harder than ever. In fact I could feel myself starting to throb in Paul's mouth as I came ever closer to my release.
"No... I'm... mmmm... I'm not to busy. ahhhhh...." I could only hope Susan didn't hear my stifled moans, but I knew she probably did. I tried to look up at her, but was too embarrassed so I ended up staring at her chest. I could just make out the lace pattern on her white bra as it pressed against her tight blouse. She handed me her money and I handed her 2 tickets, still staring at her chest. Susan noticed my stare and quickly leaned over the table to whisper in my ear giving me a terrific view of her full cleavage.
"I see you like girls too." Susan whispered with a giggle. "You can stare all you want, but that is as close as you'll ever get to me, and if Chad knew what you were up to, he beat the crap out of you, you little fairy." All I could do was give a little grunt as tried to keep what little composure I still had as my cock began to throb more and more in Paul's mouth, my release only moments away.
Susan, turned away and pulled on Chad's shoulder. Chad barely looked up from his game as he followed his girlfriend down the hall. I closed my eyes now, getting ready for another great orgasm into Paul's mouth. Suddenly Paul stopped bobbing up and down on my throbbing cock and started licking it like a lollipop.
"We should go to the Prom." I heard. I opened my eyes thinking someone new was at the table to buy tickets, but there was no one near. Then I realized it was Paul talking from under the table as he continued to give my cock long slow licks along its entire length.
"We should go to the Prom." Paul repeated.
"What? I... I wouldn't know who to ask."
"We... could... go... together." Paul said between licks.
"We can't go together! It is bad enough that Susan just saw me staring at Chad's crotch!" Paul giggled under the table.
"No silly! (lick) Heather would be my date"
"I can't do that! People will know I'm not a real girl!"
"No they won't" Paul said before taking me all the way into his mouth once before resuming his licking. "Leave everything to me (lick). When I'm done with you (lick), you'll be (lick) the prettiest (lick) girl (lick) at the (lick) prom (lick)"
I moaned as Paul's tongue slowly brought me closer to my orgasm. "No... I can't... It will never work!" I protested, my breathing labored. I could feel sweat forming on my temples and was beginning to feel light headed.
"Trust me. (lick) It will be (lick) perfect. Besides (lick) if you don't (lick), I'm going to stop." With that Paul once again took me completely in his mouth before pulling back out.
"What?! You can't stop now!" I panted. I could feel my cock throbbing as Paul firmly gripped the base of my cock.
"Yes, I can" Paul giggled "and I did. Go to the prom with me Heather."
I looked under the table to see Paul smiling up at me. I knew I should say no. I WAS going to say no. Paul positioned his open mouth less than an inch from the tip of my throbbing penis. I could feel his warm breath caressing the head. "Say no! Say no!" a voice in the back of my head was urging me.
"OK" I said with a whimper. "Damnit!" The voice in my head shouted. "Say no! Say no!" it chanted.
"Ok, what?" Paul asked. His tongue reaching out almost ready to lick up the glistening pre-cum that was leaking out of my painfully throbbing cock.
"Say no! Say no!" the voice implored. "OK... I'll go to the Prom with you." In a second, Paul's tongue had covered every inch of my cock, smearing the slippery pre-cum all over the shaft. The voice in my head still protested: "No! No no... no..." Paul's lips now wrapped around the tip of my cock, I could feel his tongue swirling all over my cock. The voice in my head was getting quieter: "n... no... ah... n-no..." Paul's head started to bob rapidly up and down the length of my cock. His finger tips gently teasing my panty covered balls. Every nerve in my body tingled as I approached my orgasm. The voice in my head was getting louder now: "yes... ohhhh... yes! ah, yes! mmmmm.... Yes! mmmm... Yes!" My cock was now throbbing uncontrollably in Paul's mouth. My orgasm was just a second away. I briefly worried if it really was a voice in my head that I was hearing or if I was talking out loud. The thought left my mind as I errupted into Paul's eager mouth. The force of the first blast took me, and apparently Paul, by suprise. I could hear Paul gag a little under the table. I kept pumping more and more cum into Paul's mouth. I could hear him gulping after each squirt, trying to keep up with my throbbing cock. I could feel a warm wetness slowly running down my shaft, with Paul gently rubbing the cum into my panty covered balls.
I came for what seemed an eternity. When the last drops finished, I was exhausted. By the time I recovered and regained my senses, Paul had already slipped away from under the table and was gone. I looked around sheepishly half expecting the entire school to be staring at me, but the hallway was empty. As I reached under the table to pull up my pants, I noticed something tucked in the waistband of my pink panties. It was a piece of paper folded in half. Opening the paper I saw it was a note from Paul.
"I didn't want to disturb you. I have the tickets. You are really going to enjoy the Prom."
I looked in the registration book. The last entry read "Paul and Guest (Heather)".
"What have I gotten myself into?" I wondered.
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