Where it happened: Church bus
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I was 16. She was 15. We met when we were going on a one day ski trip with our church youth group. The church bus we were riding on was an old school bus with bench seats, fortunately padded, and had about forty kids on board along with the youth pastor and the bus driver. On the way to the ski area I had one of the few seats to myself while a younger friend of mine, Glen, was sitting in front of me with a girl I didn’t recognize. As they were getting situated for the trip I had noticed her red hair (I always had a thing for redheads) and the three of us struck up a conversation. I learned her name was Connie and it was obvious Glen had the hots for her but they weren’t an item — just friends. As I leaned forward to talk to them Connie and Glen would turn around and I fell in love with her energetic personality and her bright smile. I think Glen began to get a little pissed because I made sure the conversation centered around Connie and he eventually put his head back and at least pretended to be asleep.
We quickly discovered that we both were advanced skiers while Glen was pretty much a beginner so it was decided that we would all ski together in the morning and then Connie and I would ski the expert slopes in the afternoon. Needless to say, by the time we returned to the bus after skiing Connie and I had become good friends. I admit it now. I was a schmuck and didn’t let the fact that I had stolen a girl from a friend really bother me. After all, they weren’t really bf and gf to begin with.
As we were riding the chairlifts together we had opportunity to talk about everything. Of course I eventually brought up my favorite subject – sex. I was sort of “testing the waters” to see how she would respond and to both my surprise and delight she didn’t act embarassed or offended by the subject like most girls I knew. We talked about past relationships and I was really curious as to how much she had done before. I found out that she had let a guy or two feel her breasts and even let a guy finger her but was still a virgin. I had gone down on a girl but had never had a girl go down on me and I, also, was still a virgin.
When we got on the bus Connie moved her coat and blanket she had brought to my seat and Glenn sat by himself. It was common practice after ski trips for all the lights to be out on the bus and for everyone to fall asleep on the three hour trip home. I leaned against the window and Connie leaned against me and we covered up with the blanket. Our conversation was in whispers and the close proximity of our faces inevitably led to me trying to kiss her. I was expecting a quick little tentative kiss but Connie immediately opened her mouth, forcefully spread my lips with her tongue, and proceeded to french kiss me like I had never been kissed before. I had one leg across the seat and Connie was laying between my legs so she had to have been aware of the fact that my cock sprang to attention as it pressed into her back. In fact, I know she was aware of it because we had been holding hands under the blanket and she took my hand and pressed it between her legs! I wasn’t slow to take the hint and began to rub her there and then started the agonizing process of moving my hand slowly to the top of her ski pants to see if she would stop me. I also had to be careful because sitting across from Glen in the row in front of us was the youth pastor. He appeared to be sleeping but I kinda doubted that. Fortunately he couldn’t see what we were doing from his angle and in the dark. After what seemed an eternity I reached the elastic at the top of her pants and slid my hand under her pants (back then ski pants were stretchy almost like thick leg warmers). I then had to work under her long johns and then her panties but eventually I could feel the soft tuft of hair covering her mound. I was on a church bus but felt like I was in heaven.
Just then the bus driver said something and the youth pastor woke up to talk to him. We were covered with a blanket but I was still afraid to remove my hand in case he looked our way and saw the movement. After talking to the driver the pastor stood up and announced that there was a problem with the bus and they were going to have to turn the heater off so it was okay for everyone to cover up and get cozy. He even looked at us as he said that. Little did he know just how cozy we were under the blanket!
After a while I went back to rubbing Connie and sliding my finger inside her and she kept kissing me to avoid moaning. Eventually I felt her hips jerk several times like she was having spasms and then her body relaxed. I had never made a girl cum before so I wasn’t sure but I thought that is what had just happened.
Connie pulled my hand out of her pants and then sat up and turned around to face me. She whispered she wanted to do something for me and she started fumbling under the blanket with the button on my jeans. I was sitting up and it was too tight so I undid my button for her and she took over by pulling my zipper slowly down. She then struggled to pull my underwear down over my hard cock which was poking me in the belly button. At this point she laid her head down like she was going to sleep with her head in my lap. I repositioned the blanket so no one around us could see what she was doing as she grabbed my cock and stroked it. Her face was so close to my cock but it was dark and I couldn’t see much. I remember wondering if she would suck it if I pushed my hips up toward her face. I didn’t need to. I felt her head lower and her tongue lick the wetness on the tip of my cock and I nearly came right then! Fortunately, I didn’t. Even though she claimed on the ski slope that she had never gone down on a guy, she sure seemed to know what she was doing. After several minutes of licking she took the head of my cock in her mouth and sucked on me while running her tongue over the bottom side. That did it. I came like I never had before. I shot four or five times into her mouth and she swallowed every bit. She told me afterwards she didn’t have a choice since there was nowhere she could spit and she couldn’t let me cum all over the bus seats and the blanket. But she also said it wasn’t bad at all.
That was my first blowjob. Ironically, after we got back to town we said our goodbyes and she said she would see me the next day at my church but she never came back and I never saw her again.
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