Patricia in it Deep 

- PART 2 -

by GLTyerbyter

(Story tags: smoking fetishism, sperm fetish, group sex, clothed sex, gangbang, facials. M/M/M/M/M/M/F)

The hallway bell suddenly rang, indicating the start of the next class. The harsh clanging pierced right through the fog of contemplative sexual tension. For all intents and purposes, a bomb may well have just gone off because It startled Kevin, causing his body to jump. At this point, the girl with whom Patty had been speaking tapped her on the back. Not altering her stance, Patricia only turned her head, looking over her shoulder at her friend Mary. Kevin took the opportunity to stare openly at Patty’s perfectly shaped tits. They bulged forward in the most alluring way; her hard nipples were clearly visible, pushing out the taut material of the white top she sported.

"Are you coming?" Mary asked, a savvy, evil grin creasing her face. The girl knew her friend all too well. She also noticed the boy staring at Patty’s tits.

"Um," Patricia smiled back at Mary, thought for a moment, then pivoted her head suddenly to face Kevin once again; in the process she caught him staring at the thrust of her breasts. The boy started; he snapped his head up, looked into her eyes briefly, and blushed while quickly averting his eyes, before awkwardly glancing down at his feet. It was all very clumsy and quite obvious.

Staring unflinchingly at Kevin’s embarrassment while grinning, "Um…I’ll see you later, Mary," Patricia replied, nodding her head while showing her delight at catching him in the lecherous act through a snorting chuckle.

"Talk to you tonight, then; okay?" Mary replied with her own sly chortle. Smirking while shaking her head knowingly, she turned and joined the line of students filing through the nearest classroom door.

Even though Mary had already left, Patricia, deep in devious thinking, responded while still grinning at Kevin: "Yeah Mare, hmm-hmm. Talk to ya tonight. I'm sure I'll have plenty to tell you." The door shut, a relative silence enveloped the lone couple standing in the once crowded corridor.

Patricia bit her bottom lip suggestively and sighed while querying, “Is there a gym period now? Will people be out there on the field?”

“Yeah. I-I think so,” Kevin shot back, perplexed. “Why?”

“Never mind,” Patty replied. Her eyes narrowed while she formed a mischievous smile, “let’s go.” Grabbing his hand, she led the nervous teen toward the side doors.

Kevin was taken aback at just how quickly the girl's attitude appeared to have shifted. He thought he sensed a sudden jolt of excitement in her demeanor, and an up tick of sexual tension between them seemed to snap in the air. He had no idea of what to expect from this turn of events; nervous or not, he only knew he was horny for this freckled-face vision. And, apparently, he wasn’t the only one feeling the heat.

The two increasingly horny students briskly walked out of the school. Rushing down the steps, they made their way onto the north side of the school's football field, eventually passing by the 5th period boy’s gym class. Several of them were tossing a ball around on the sidelines, as the couple continued toward the far end of the tall bleachers. As they passed, catcalls, name-calling and general heckling could be heard from the boys behind them.

“Hey guys, look!” one of them shouted. “Patty-Cakes is at it again, ha-ha-ha!”

“Woo-hoo! Hey man,” another called, addressing Kevin while guffawing, “if you give her a couple of cigarettes she’ll let you fuck her up the ass! There’s no tellin’ what she’d do for a whole pack!”

"Yeah!" another yelled while also laughing. "She’ll blow smoke on your dick while you jack off in her face! She loves getting her face plaster with cum that way!"

This was followed by a chorus of evil sounding group laughter. To Kevin’s surprise, none of this seemed to negatively affect Patricia. If it had, it certainly didn’t show. On the contrary; she seemed to revel in it. Kevin noticed her breath quickening as she walked. Her eyes had closed seductively in response to the laughter and dirty comments; her eyebrows rose as if she felt ecstasy, and that enticing, naughty crooked smile of hers’ widened.

The two continued to walk, moving closer to the side lines as they progressed toward the somewhat more secluded south end of the field. Their pace gradually quicken, almost as if in response to an unspoken anticipation of something big about to happen.

The calls and laughter from the boys diminished in volume and clarity but still persisted. All of their dirty comments made Kevin’s dick jump. But, that comment about jerking off into her face and “plastering” it while she smoked her cigarette, in particular, had the biggest effect on him. In Kevin’s fevered brain, this freckled beauty possessed just the type of sexy, erotic looks which all but screamed out to be covered in a man’s sperm.

The thought of her smoking like a bad girl while he shot his own sperm into that sensual face made his cock ache. It couldn’t get anymore deliciously dirty! Thinking about it made him feel faint. He wasn't aware of how noticeable it had become, but his erection's obscene shape now stuck straight out beneath the fabric of his trousers. While he clocked along side of the girl, it seemed to be pointing the way.

That image of Patty’s smoke blowing, crimson-painted lips, dripping with his cum, burned more vividly in his mind as he let himself be pulled in the direction of the bleachers by the impatient girl. He wondered how long it would be, if ever, before that dirty fantasy might come to fruition. Would he ever have the courage to suggest such a thing? Would it happen during their date, if she agreed to one? He never dreamed it was already a foregone conclusion.

They finally passed through the cavernous opening of the bleachers, and once under the structure, in the shadows, Patricia stopped and turned to face Kevin, immediately moving close enough to touch his chest with the tips of her breasts.

Kevin noticed that her breathing was labored; the boy wasn't sure if it was due to excitement, or exertion, or a combined factor. But, they stood very close now, looking into each others eyes, and he took in the sweet scent of her breath as it bathed his face. Her chest softly heaved; the movement drove the pebble-like hardness of her nipples into his upper abdomen below the pectorals. The boy also had something hard of his own pushing back at her tummy.

"Is-is-is it true?" Kevin stammered, his distended trouser pole bumping up against her. He couldn’t believe he was actually broaching this sordid subject, and so soon!

"Is what true?" Patty sighed, bringing one hand up to grasp his shirt collar, then shamelessly moving the other down to promptly wrap around the cloth-covered boner. A clot of pre-cum promptly oozed out through the fabric of his slacks right into her hand.

Kevin gasped from this sudden brazenness, and from the feel of her hand; his question was already answered, his hopes already confirmed. Shock over what was happening went through him like a surge of electic current. His pulse was audible in his ears. Gulping hard, he looked deeper into her eyes while continuing his unnecessary line of inquiry, anyway.

"Well, a-about you smoking while a guy…um…while a guy...Well, you know? What that guy just said about you…On your...all over your f-face?" Kevin couldn't believe his own boldness—just coming right out like that; blatantly hinting at the secret desire he harbored and had kept so hidden from everyone else.

Patricia sighed again, that crooked, bratty smile persisting; she cocked her head to one side.

"Hmmm, well," she purred, exaggerating the last word, "do you have that cigarette you promised me?" Her hand began moving up and down the length of Kevin’s erection through his trousers.

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