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   My Adventures in 7th Grade Biology

   When I entered 7th grade in the fall of 1978 there were two great loves
in my life; science and girls.  Which one dominated me on any particular
day depended upon my mood and level of horniest.  Though, usually, at that
age horniest almost always won out.  As it turned out, both my interests
were about to come together in a way that I never could have imagined
possible!

   Speaking of horniest, erections back then were happening constantly! 
The slightest little thing would set them off.  One thing I always looked
forward to was sitting next to Irene in biology class where we shared a
double seat with a desk in front of us.

   I had known her since 5th grade but now we were in middle school.  We
were never really that close but we did both share a passion for science,
plus she was hot!  Irene was about 5 feet tall with long wavy blonde hair
that came down past her shoulders and she had the most beautiful piercing
blue eyes I have ever seen.  She had a flat stomach and a firm body from
years of gymnastics and dance but she also had incredible curves especially
around her rather large breasts.

   Sitting next to her in class was sometimes complete torture!  I would
always be glancing to my right to see how full they were as they pushed her
bra out to the side.  Since she always seemed to wear thin see-thru white
blouses, I could catch the outline of her left breast clearly, making sure
I didn't get caught with my quick glances.  This was of course years before
Victoria Secret's, but nevertheless, Irene still managed find a wide array
of different colors and materials.  Black, beige, red and pink were among
her favorite colors, plus she seemed to have a particular fondness for
lace. One time, when she was bending over to pick up a book, I could see
down the front of her shirt and I noticed there was a small bow in the
middle of her bra.  Undoubtedly, she had the best breasts in our class or
of any class and my penis would always be hard at the thought of her
beautiful breasts just six inches away.

   So, I had to keep adjusting my penis so it would not be obvious to
Irene. I'd even fold my hands in my lap sometimes because I thought she was
staring at my uncomfortable condition.  Occasionally she would tilt her
head slightly angled to the left as she leaned on her elbow nearer to me. I
couldn't see what her eyes were focused on when she would put her hand's
palm under her cheek and seem to let her eyes close somewhat.  Sometimes,
in that position she would even start rubbing her thighs together.  She was
so close that I could smell the perfume she wore and the sent was
intoxicating along with her presence.  The effect on my cock was unbearable
as it strained up against my trousers trying to reach my stomach.  When I
looked down and could clearly see it straining against the material.

   When that happened, I would take my right hand and push it down and to
the right so that it would disappear down inside my trouser leg.  It always
stayed so hard that I had trouble concentrating on what Mr.  Flynn was
saying.  Sometimes I'd just sit back in my chair and stare at the bra Irene
was wearing.  I loved the way it looked from the back and how it became
more visible when she leaned forward.  It was big in width, I imagined at
least three clasps but I couldn't tell for sure.

   As months passed in Mr.  Flynn's class and the same problem was
seemingly upon me all of the time, I began to just forget about it and let
myself be seen by Irene if in fact she was even looking which I highly
doubted.  The desks were arranged so that nobody could see my crotch except
Irene.  I really enjoyed seeing her breast bulge out against the sides of
her blouse especially when she raised her hand to answer a question.  The
cloth of her shirt would tighten and the side of her breast rose as her
hand went up.  It was always fun finding out what type of pattern or color
bra she had on.

   One afternoon while we were watching a movie all of the lights were out.
Still in my usual condition and for the first time that I can remember,
Irene turned her head and looked me straight in the eye, sort of catching
me staring at her.  I looked back and smiled.  To my surprise Irene smiled
back and then she put her left hand down along my right thigh.  She slowly
started to move it up and down feeling my very hard penis at the same time.
After doing this for a few seconds she gripped my cock in her hand and
squeezed it hard then released it.  I felt so incredibly good with her in
control of me, that I nearly came but I didn't.  I couldn't figure out what
possessed her to suddenly do this out of the blue.  Clearly, she must have
been aware of what she was doing.  I know she understood I was hard and
what affect her hand was having on me.  Why did she suddenly stop?  My mind
was filled with confusion.

   After class, Irene came up behind me as I was walked down the hall.  She
got up very close and then whispered into my ear, "I can't concentrate in
biology when your cock gets all hard like that.  I'm very wet and it's made
a mess!  Now I have to go deal with it." She almost seemed angry at me but
I had no clue why.

   I thought to myself, 'What is wet?' and 'Deal with it?' What does any of
that mean?  At that point in my life, I was extremely naïve about girl's
anatomy.

   "I'm sorry." Was all I could think to say.

   "You should be." She continued, "meet me out front after school." Then
she veered into the girls' room just ahead.

   I didn't know what she had in mind but it seemed clear that I better do
exactly as she asked.

   At 3pm, I walked promptly down stairs to the lobby near the front of the
school.  Irene was already there waiting for me.  She picked up her
backpack and came over to me.  Now she was smiling and seemed to be in a
better mood.

   "Hi.  Are you ready?" She asked.

   "For what?" I asked.  I still had no idea what she was up to.

   "You'll find out." She replied.  "Are both your parents still at work?"

   "Yes." I stated.

   "Then, let's go!" She smiled.  She took my hand and we both boarded the
bus to my house.

   Upon arriving, I unlocked the door with my latch key and we both walked
in.

   "Where's your bedroom?" She asked.

   "Upstairs and to the left." I answered.

   She ran up the stairs with me following right behind and wondering what
exactly she had in mind.

   Once inside she stopped and looked around, taking in all the posters and
other surroundings.

   "Typical boys' room." She laughed.

   "Yeah, I guess." I responded.

   "Do you still have your microscope?" She inquired.

   "Yeah, it's over there on my desk." I pointed.

   "Good!  We are going to need it." She explained.

   "What for?" I wondered.

   "I wanna see what sperm looks like." She stated.

   "What??" I couldn't believe my ears!

   "You heard me." She laughed.  "and don't act so surprised either.  I
know you've been staring at me for quite a while so here's what we'll do;
I'll show you what you want to see if you show me what I want.  How's that
sound?" Before I could even answer she slowly began unbuttoning her blouse.


   I just stood there in disbelieve.  Here I was in my bedroom with Irene
and she was unbuttoning her blouse.  I had to be dreaming because this was
way too incredible to be real.  I know I must have looked shocked because
she suddenly stopped and looked at me funny.

   "What's the matter?  She asked.  "Don't you want to see them?"

   "Yes!!  Of course, I do!" I almost shouted.

   "Good." She laughed.  "Start taking off your pants."

   Almost as if in a trance, I slowly started to unbutton and pull down my
zipper but my eyes stayed riveted to her chest.

   She stopped by the time she was about half way down.  "Now," She said.
"Before I go any further, I want you to tell me what color bra I have on. I
know you know the answer to this."

   "Pink." I admitted.  She really was aware of how much I stared at her.

   "Correct!" She smiled.  "I'm glad so see that you've been paying
attention." She then proceeds to unbutton the rest of her shirt and toss it
onto a chair.

   Irene was now standing there without her blouse and I was seeing her
beautiful pink bra, unobstructed for the first time ever.  I had imagined
what it might look like way too many times to count.

   "How does it look?" She asked.

   "Fantastic!" I replied.  My breathing was becoming faster and more
unsteady.  I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take.

   "Is it as nice as you had expected?" She teased.

   "No.  It's way better." I answered honestly.

   She just threw her head back and laughed.  She seemed to be drinking in
all the flattery and the apparent control she had over me.

   "Well..." She paused.  "If you like this, then you're going to love what
I'm about to do next even more!" She reached behind her to undo her bra
strap and then whipped it off completely.

   I felt as though I just had a heart attack!  Her breasts were even more
lovely then I ever could have imagined.  Very firm and full, about the size
of oranges.  Her areolas were pink.  What amazed me even more was how stiff
and swollen her nipples were.  They were sticking straight out.  (At point
in my life, I didn't realize that this was an indication of a girl's sexual
arousal.)

   She walked over to me and knelt down so that her face was now level with
my crotch.  My penis was pushing so hard against my tighty whities that it
hurt!  She of course immediately noticed this.  There was simply no way not
to.

   "Awwww, that looks very uncomfortable." She said mockingly with a sad
face.

   "It is!!" I admitted, feeling a bit frustrated.  Just far was she going
to take this teasing?

   She reached out with her hand and gently glided over my clothed crotch.
I felt as though both my nuts were about to burst!  Then she looked up at
me with her soft baby blues and said "Well, then there's really only one
thing to do!" Irene put both her hands on either side of my hips, grabbing
the waist band of my underwear and pulled it down past my knees.  My dick,
finally being freed from its confinement, sprang up suddenly, almost
hitting her in the face!

   "Wow!!" She laughed.  "You really are excited!" She grasped my shaft
with her left hand and started stroking back and forth.  I just groaned a
bit.  This went on for a few moments.  "And to think all of this was
brought on by your fascination over my breasts." She continued as her hand
gently moved my dick down lower until it was even with her breasts.  She
started flicking the tip of my penis from side to side against her nipples
when it happened.

   I got pushed beyond my breaking point!  Ropes of cum shot out of my dick
and onto her chest, covering both her boobs.  Some even landed on her chin.
She didn't seem upset about this at all but instead just laughed.

   "I'm sorry." I felt completely embarrassed.  I made such a mess!!  My
hot, sticky cum was dripping off her beautiful tits.

   "Don't be.  I think that's the most awesome thing I've ever seen!" She
cried.  Then she did something I will never forget.  Cupping her right
breast, she raised it up to her mouth and licked off the cum covering her
nipple.

   "Yummy!" She whispered as she stood up and walked over to the
microscope. "Besides, now we have enough sperm to do the experiment."
Picking up a specimen slide, she used her finger to wipe some of the cum
off her other tit and onto the slide.  Then she placed the slide under the
lens.

   After staring at it for a few seconds she leaned up and said, "Come here
and take a look.  It's really cool!"

   I walked over and stood behind her.  Looking through the lens I could
see all the little buggers swimming around.  "There sure are a lot of
them." I commented.

   "Yes, there are." She agreed.

   Suddenly I could feel my cock staring to rise again.  It was pressing
against Irene's thigh.  She of course noticed this instantly.  I felt her
hand grasp my penis as she reached behind.  She looked over her shoulder at
me and said, "It seems like somebody needs to cum again."

   I stood there in silence and nodded, not knowing quite what to say.

   "Go stand over there beside your bed." She instructed.  Then she came
over and positioned herself directly in front of me.

   "Since we don't need any more sperm, let's try something different." She
said softly as she kneeled down.  Irene wrapped her right hand around my
semi erect penis.  She kept stroking until it became completely firm.  I
could feel her warm breath as she pushed it upwards and began kissing the
underside of my head.  The sensation was incredible!  She used her used the
tip of her tongue and began swirling it around the head before engulfing it
into her mouth.

   Her right hand continued pumping the base while her mouth and tongue
worked the upper half.  I was suddenly lost in a world of pleasure I never
knew even existed!  I began emitting sounds that were inaudible.  At one
point I started whimpering like a puppy!

   All of this just seemed to encourage Irene even more.  Her hand released
my cock and reached behind me grasping my ass cheek.  She gripped them with
both her hand and pushed me towards her face.  My penis went completely
inside of her mouth.  I entwined her hair around my fingers and hung on for
dear life!  I can't describe how good it felt as I watched my dick slide in
and out of her small mouth.  She looked up at me and just stared into my
face with her big beautiful blue eyes as she coated my penis with her
saliva.

   With my dick now enveloped in her mouth, she began bobbing back and
forth as her tongue swirled rapidly around my dick.  She must have sensed I
was getting close because the suction increased.  Somehow, she used her
lips and throat muscles to pull my penis deeper into her mouth.

   My knees started to tremble as I shot my load deep down her throat.  I
thought she would gag or at least spit it out but instead her mouth held on
to dick like a vice.  I could even hear her swallowing sounds as my cock
unleashed load after load.  I came with such intensity that my balls
started to ache.

   Finally, after it was over, I pulled back and there was this popping
sound as my penis left her mouth.  Up till now, I had absolutely no
experience with blow jobs or even what they were exactly but one thing
seemed clear, this couldn't have been her first time doing it.  I couldn't
imagine anyone having that much skill, much less a 12-year-old girl!  So, I
asked the logical question.

   "Where did you learn to do that?" I said.

   "Vanessa Bowman's brother." She admitted.  "I have been practicing on
him for several weeks now." Vanessa was one of Irene's closest friends. 
They both did cheer together and were practically inseparable.  Vanessa's
brother, Brad was 15 and a sophomore in high school, he also played
football.

   "Really??  How many did you..." I began to ask but she put a finger up
against my lips.  There were so many questions I wanted to ask but they
were going to have to wait until another time.

   "I need to get going now before my mom wonders why I've been gone for so
long" She stated as she stood up and began getting dressed.

   "But...I just..please!!" I begged.

   "Shhhhhh!!" She whispered soothingly.  She lifted my chin up with her
hand.  "Hey this isn't going to be the last time we get together like this,
ok?  Just be patient."

   I nodded.

   Then she continued, "I'll try to wear some looser shirts to school and
provide you with more eye candy but right now, I really need to go." She
tilted her head and kissed me on the lips.  "Besides, I think I have given
you plenty of things to masturbate about."

   With that, she left.  My mind had been completely blown away by
everything that happen over the last hour.  I did masturbate on and off
that entire night replaying all the events that took place.  I must of
cummed at least 6 times!  I barely slept and then I had to wake up at
7'clock the next morning for school!
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