Blowjob on stage

It was the last night of the football season of my junior year and only my third football game I had ever been too. I was known at school as the actor, singer guy not the jock. But I had met her only the day before. She was 15, 105 lbs and in the marching band, and played the flute as well as the clarinet and other woodwinds. Little did I know that later that night, she would be playing an entirely new instrument.

The band was finishing up the halftime performance. I ran over to see her and gave her a kiss. It was long and passionate and we didn't unlock lips even as we were moving beneath the bleachers. I know, I know very cliche. I put my hand up under her shirt and unlocked a bra for the first time. Running my hand around to the front, I moved my fingers in slow circles around her nipple.

Someone up above did not like us though. Literally. The next thing I know a can of coke had fallen on both of us. Jumping to our feet, she put her bra back on and we decided to go somewhere else to wash the coke off our clothes.

We ran to the school only to find that all the doors closest to the field were closed. She however knew that the band door to the performing arts wing was open.

We went through the narrow non-lit hallway to the bathroom that was off the stage. She went in to clean her shirt and skirt off and I took a seat on the coffee table that was part of the set for Agatha Christie's "The Mousetrap"

I sat their waiting for five minutes and yelled over to her, "come on this is going to stain soon"

She peeked out of the door, then take them off, I'll take care of it for you.

She didn't need to ask twice. I stepped behind the midstage curtain, stripped down to only my boxers and socks. And threw my clothes over to her. She went back inside to the sink, tried to get the coke off.

As I heard the sink shut off, I wrapped myself in the curtain. She stepped out of the room slowly and told me that the clothes needed to dry for a while. I could see now that she was only in her thong and had put on the bra Being hidden in the curtain she didn't see me at first. She cautiously stepped outside of the bathroom and called my name. I remained quiet. As she walked past me, she was looking in the other direction. She called me again, and I moved quickly and brought the curtain around her as well.

"Now where did we leave off before?" I asked.
"Right here" she replied as she took her bra back off.

I put my face down into her chest, holding her next to me and licking her areola. We let go of the curtain and slid down onto the wood boards of the stage. She laid down on top of me and grinded her slit onto my now hard member. Only my loose boxers and her thong separated us from going all the way.

I soon felt her soft hand pull my shorts away soon joined by the other as she dragged them down my legs and through them to the side. We shared then a sultry look of fire. I smiled to her and with that she put her silky lips on my engorged head. It was amazing. Even with our young age she was able to take me all the way in and deep throat. A few slides of her head up and into her tight throat beyond was all it took to drive me over the edge. I came faster and more than I had ever done before and did not have time to warn her. It took her an entire two minutes to drink it all down. She slid up my body again and I held her closer and harder than anyone ever before. I gave her a quick kiss followed by a long tounge kiss.

She asked, "it doesn't bother you that my mouth was just.."
"No. She didn't need to finish the sentence. We kissed again. And looked into one another's' eyes.

Suddenly we heard familiar voices. The entire marching band had returned to the arts wing only ten feet from us on the other side of the door. We jumped to the bathroom and turned off the light.

Quick. Put this on as she handed me my pants. I leaned over to put them over my feet as my nose brushed her panties. Again, we gave each other the look of sultry passion. I put her up on the sink, closed the door and kneeled down.....