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We were both seventeen when Danica asked if I wanted to go to a movie on Saturday night. We shared a few classes together, and while friendly, had never really hung out that much before she came up to me at lunch.”Can I sit here?” she asked, gesturing to the bench next to me.”Sure.”She did, and looked around before leaning her shoulder against mine and putting her hand on my thigh. I glanced at her curiously, feeling my cock harden, and watched her take one of the crackers from my lunch. She nibbled on it and smiled.”So, would you like to go to a movie on Saturday?” she asked.”Uh, sure,” I replied. “Who all is going?””Just you and me,” she giggled.”Oh. Like a date?””Yeah, I guess. If you want to call it that.””Sure. Which movie?””The new Star Wars one.”I had already seen it the previous weekend with my friends, but agreed. It was a good movie, and I didn’t want to spoil her fun.”Sure. What time do you want me to pick you up?””The movie starts at seven, so İstanbul Escort maybe six?””Okay, I will be at your place just before six. Is that good?””Yes,” she giggled. “See you tomorrow at sex.”She jumped up and walked away, glancing back at me once with a smile on her cute face, leaving me both confused and excited. I wasn’t sure if she had said six or sex.I pulled into the yard and was greeted by her dog, Molly, when I stepped out of the car. The door on the house opened and Danica came out, along with her mother. Danica was a short, petite blonde and her mother looked more like her sister than her mom, and I introduced myself to her. She nodded, remembering we had met before at the Community Club, and told us to have fun and to be home before midnight. I promised she would be home on time and we jumped into the car and drove to the city.Danica was wearing a short denim skirt and a pink top, her legs bare down to the little İstanbul Escort Bayan white sneakers on her sockless feet. She moved over on the bench seat once we left the driveway, putting her shoulder to mine, and fiddled with the cassette player until she found the right tape to play. We talked and laughed on the drive, and once at the theater she took my hand in hers when we walked in.Throughout the movie she leaned against me with my arm around her, her hand resting on my thigh, and I struggled with my erection being trapped in my jeans. After a while, I had to move and adjust myself, and she giggled and put her hand back on my thigh, slowly moving her fingers closer to the bulge in my pants. Just before the movie ended her hand slipped onto my crotch and she gave my cock a quick squeeze before taking it away.I had to wait a few minutes for the swelling to go down before we could leave the theater, and we finally Escort İstanbul made it to the car when most of the other cars were gone. In the car she once more sidled up to me, this time keeping her hand high up on my thigh, and her fingers would graze my cock every now and then. We were a few miles away from her place when she asked me if we could park and talk for a bit. I pulled into one of the empty farmyards and turned the car off, leaving us under the light of the moon, and she quickly pulled me to her.We started kissing and soon I had my hand inside of her shirt, cupping her pert little breast while she rubbed her hand over my bulge, and suddenly she moved away.”I, uh, I don’t want to do any more touching,” she panted.”Okay, whatever you want,” I replied.”I know you have been with other girls before. I’m just not ready for that.””That’s fine, Danica. We can go home if you like.””No, not yet,” she declined with a coy smile. “I, uh, I want to… I don’t know… I want to see your dick.””Oh. Uh, okay,” I replied with a grin.She sat with her hands on her lap, chewing her lips, while I undid my jeans and slipped them to my knees. I sat back and my cock waved in the air, hard and twitching. I waited for her to reach her hand out but she didn’t.

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