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“So now that you’ve got super powers, do you think you’ll talk to Freddie?”

I beamed and whispered, “We did it!”

Elyssa’s eyes went wide. “You did it it?” She whispered back. I nodded.

“God! I hate you for not letting me be there for you after!” She said playfully.

“But you were!” I explained.

“Well...,” she took a minute to think about it. “I mean, I was there, but not me.”

“I will never get tired of telling you about it,” I told her with a hug.

“So tell me! How was it?” We weren’t being quite so covert with out whispers, and Dr. Sykora glanced back at us in the rear-view mirror.

“So good! But short,” I confessed.

“How short?”

“Like, less than a minute,” I said with a grin.

“Oof,” she exclaimed. “So you didn’t...?”

“Not even. But it felt so good anyway!” I gushed.

Elyssa glanced at my bracelet. It was green, of course. “And now you’re looping again?” She asked leadingly.

“I want to see if I can find a way to make it last longer,” I said with a naughty smirk.

I ditched Algebra to shoplift candy from the drug store. I could have paid for it, but I relished being bad, even if it wasn’t real.

I didn’t make it back in time for Social Studies, so I snuck around until the start of the next period. Nobody was in the main office when I crept past, but there was a purse on the counter so I figured someone must be nearby. I spent the rest of my time reading about sex on the Internet.

I chatted Freddie up at lunch, and kissed him, as was now usual.

Once everyone was distracted enough in P.E., I coaxed Freddie to come with me to one of the baseball dugouts. I wrapped my arms around him and nuzzled his chest. “I want you to do me tonight at the party,” I told him. “It’ll be my first time.”

“What, really?” He asked with exactly the amount of surprise I expected.

“Mmm-hmm,” I said. I stepped back and looked into his eyes. “I think it can be really special.” He smiled like he couldn’t believe his luck. “Don’t be offended, but I want to be sure that you can, you know, last.”

He looked like he wanted to say something - make promises, maybe - but I kept talking. “So if it’s all right with you, I’d like to get you off now, so that you’ll be more relaxed tonight. I’ve never given a blowjob, but I bet we can figure it out.”

His jaw dropped and he stammered. “Ah, uh ... Is that safe?”

I laughed. “Why wouldn’t it be?” I smiled.

“Because of those,” he said, pointing to my face. “Your braces.”

“Well, I mean, I’m not supposed to use my teeth at all, right?” I countered. I started to get insecure. “It doesn’t have to be a blowjob, I guess. I could try it with my hands if you want.” As soon as I said that I worried even more. I had read articles on giving blowjobs before, but never anything about handjobs.

“No! We can try a blowjob! I’m sure it will be fine!” He was quick to say.

Freddie didn’t sit down or anything, so I got down on my knees and pulled his shorts down. The cement felt rough on my knees. I played with his dick in my hands a little, just to get a feel for it, before giving it a lick. It didn’t really taste like anything, so I took the whole tip into my mouth and swirled my tongue all around it. That’s when he groaned.

The waistband of his underwear kept sliding up his dick, getting in my way. I solved that by tucking it under his balls. That made him groan too.

He started to sway like he was going to lose his balance. I was worried for him, so I pulled him down onto the bench and laid him on his back. I straddled the bench and put his dick back in my mouth. From this position it felt natural to bob up and down, so I tried that. My ponytail bounced all around while I sucked him. Seconds later he gasped and began his orgasm. He shot five squirts of come into my mouth, and I swallowed them all. I thought he was done so I sat up, but then his dick pulsed three more times and dribbled a couple more globs down onto his balls.