A School Trip With Mary

The school had planned a trip for the top students in our class. I was among the selected few. The rest of the students on the trip consisted of Mary, the energetic, cute one; Kate, the extremely hot one; Kyle, the “Science-Guy”; Nicole, the ditsy one; And Jeremy . . . He was just himself. (We didn’t hold that against him!) And, last, but not least: Myself. I was the smart, witty, computer-guru.

It started out as a normal school outing: long, noisy, and for the most part boring. We had overtaken another school in the knowledge seekers competition with ease, so, this was our reward. You’d think they would give up on trying to reward us. I think we were going to the Golden Gate Bridge this time. Last time it was Washington DC. I mean, we beat every school we compete with, and we do so with flying colors, so you’d think that they would just start expecting us to beat them all; but If they insist, so be it.

“Lunch!”, the bus driver called out, as he pulled the big, white bus into a McDonald’s parking lot. The bus stopped, and everyone rushed out except for Mary and me.
“Mary, come on! Let’s go eat!”, Kate called from the bus door.
“No, no. I’ll be fine. I’m not feeling so well, anyway.”, Mary replied.
“Okay. I’ll bring you a sandwich.”
“Thanks.”, Mary said before Kate ran to the restraint.

I was oblivious to the whole conversation, because I was enraptured in a book, as I usually was during these trips.

After the remainder of the students shuffled into McDonald’s, Mary ran down the isle and jumped into my lap.

“What the hell!?”, I yelled.

Mary just giggled.

“What was that about?”, I asked.
“Did I surprise you?”, Mary asked, amidst her giggles
“I just wanted to make sure you were still alive. You were so quiet back here.”, she replied.
“Well, now you know. Would get off of me now?”
“No.”, Mary replied quickly.
“What do you mean, ‘No’?”, I demanded.

Mary wiggled around on my lap, which excited me a little bit, I tried my best to hide this, even though I knew it would only be a matter of time before she would know.

“Watcha’ doin’?”, Mary asked.
“Well, I was reading. That is, until you fell into my lap.”, I replied curtly.
“What book are you reading?”, Mary asked thoughtfully.
“Well, If you’ll kindly get off of my lap, I will tell you.”
“Oh, alright”, she replied sullenly.

As she got off she slid her tight ass across my lap into the seat beside me, and that made me all the more excited, so I moved the book to into my lap, as to not show my massive hard-on.

“Well,”, I answered, “I’m reading a book entitled The Youth of Pairan.”
“What kind of book is it?”
“Umm . . . It’s an Action – Romance novel.”, I replied.
“Ooo . . . Romance! I didn’t know you were that kind of guy.”, she teased.

I tried to ignore that. As I continued reading Mary kept watching me. Her face looked as if she was about to ask a question.

“Matt, can I ask you a question?”, Mary asked.
“Well, knowing you, I probably don’t have much choice in the matter, so go ahead.”
“Have you . . . have you ever gotten screwed?”

My mouth fell agape, as I was surprised.

“What?”
“Have you ever fucked a girl?”
“I really don’t think I should answer that question. Why do you want to know, anyway? Aren’t you a little young for that sort of stuff?”
“Just because I’m young, doesn’t mean I couldn’t bring a guy to orgasm!”, she answered, rather quickly”

Surprised by her answer, I stared at her for a moment.

“I-I didn’t mean you couldn’t. You could bring any guy to orgasm; you’re beautiful! It’s just that you’re a bit immature for this. I mean, you probably haven’t even developed a clitoris-helve yet.”, I replied, still stunned by our conversation.
“I have to!”

At that she got up, stood in front of me, and pulled her skirt and underwear to the floor.
She must have seen my stare transfixed on her pussy, because she moved her waist a little closer to my head and asked in a kind of begging manner:
“Please Matt, will you teach me to screw a guy?”
“Um, I, Uh . . . Don’t think we should be doing this.”, I stammered.
“Oh, come on Matt, please teach me to screw. Pretty please . . .”
“Do you know what will happen if we get caught? I will be out of that school in three seconds flat, and you’ll be added to the black-list.”, I answered, still staring at the 18 year old girl’s pussy. I mean, I was nineteen and had a 18 year old standing in front of me half nude. The thing was . . . I was enjoying it.
“Who said we had to do it here?”, she said in a “Matter-of-Fact” voice.
“Well, where do you propose we do it, then?”
“I don’t know, not here though. We’ll think of something.”, She stated.

I just sat there, looking at her face now, amazed at what the girl was asking.

“Well, is that a ‘Yes’? You teach me how to screw and you get screwed?” She asked.
“I . . . I guess.”, I answered in a “not-so-sure” voice.

Just then a laughing bunch of teenagers burst through the restaurant doors.
Mary pulled her skirt to her waist and quickly sat down and pretended to be listening to my CD player. I continued reading.
As the students began to settle, Kate called for Mary to come and sit by her. As Mary got up to leave, she squeezed my hand gently and winked. Those actions were to serve as a reassurance that I would be doing this again, very soon.
As we finally left the parking lot, I smiled to myself a acted as if nothing happened.

-=+=- That night . . .

Mary was sitting watching a movie in her room when she heard her cell phone ringing.

“Oh, crap!”, she said as she began the frantic search for her phone.
“Hello?”, she answered after she found her phone under her pillow.
“Hey Mary.”

Mary knew that voice, It was Kate.

“Hey Kate, what’s up?”
“What’s that sound? Mary, is that . . . it is! Are you watching that porn DVD I lent you?”
“Um . . . guilty. I had to watch it sometime.”, she answered, a little sheepishly.
“Which brings me to the reason I called. What were you doing in the bus this afternoon?”

Mary had a worried look on her face. Had Kate found out?

“Umm . . . well, I was laying down, and then I went to listen to some of Matt’s CDs.”, Mary answered, trying to hide the wavering in her voice.
“That’s not what I saw. I saw bare legs. Am I seeing things or what?”
“I’ll have to go with the “seeing things”. I was wearing a skirt, of coarse you can see my legs.”, Mary replied, her face turning redder with every word.
“Well, okay, I saw more than legs . . .”, Kate admitted in an apologetic manner.
“You saw my –“
“Yeah,”, Kate interjected before Mary could finish, “And you were standing inches from Matthew’s face. What’s the deal with that?”

Mary just thought about what to say next.

“You didn’t tell anyone did you?”, Mary asked, after a few moments.
“No. I saw you through the window, and shut the blinds really quick, so no one else would see. I complained that the sun was to bright.”, Kate replied.
“Thanks, I owe you.”
“Amen to that. So, what were you doing out there?”, Kate asked.
“Umm . . . nothing –“
“Mary, I covered your ass . . . I deserve to know!”, Kate demanded.
“Okay, Okay. I asked Matt if he had ever fucked a girl.”
“You did what!? You asked Matthew that?”, Kate exclaimed.
“Yeah – Then I asked him if he would teach me to screw a guy . . .”
“That’s when you pulled down your skirt isn’t it?”, Kate asked in a knowing voice.
“Um . . . yeah. But, you know how much I like Matt. And he said I was beautiful, so I think he likes me too.”
“When did he say that?”, Kate asked inquisitively.
“Well, I asked him if he had ever been screwed and he said that I was to young, and probably didn’t have a helve yet. And I said that I did, And said that I could bring a guy to orgasm even though I was young, and he said that I probably could; that I was beautiful. And then I pulled down my skirt.”, Mary explained.
“Wow. That was one, big run-on sentence.”, Kate said.
“But he accepted.”, Mary threw in.
“He did!?”, Kate asked happily, “Well, when ever you do it try to get a video camera in there with you.”
“If I don’t, I’ll give you all the details over the phone. By Kate!”
“See ya . . . I’ll let you get back to your movie!”, Kate said, while laughing, “Oh, during the blowjob part on there you may want to turn it down – the chick screams because the guy behind her is going to hard while she sucks the other guy. Maybe we could get Matthew to do a threesome!”, Kate said.
“Okay I will, And I’ll ask.”, She said, then hung up the phone.

The girl on the screen began to give a guy a blowjob. Mary turned the volume down and moved her hand down her nude body to her gleaming pussy.