I still remembered that first magazine, and all the girls in my dreams wore stockings, garter belts, and high heel shoes.I still remembered that first magazine, and all the girls in my dreams wore stockings, garter belts, and high heel shoes. I even started to imagine what it would look like to see two people fucking. Even in those fantasies the girls had on those sexy stockings, even when they were getting fucked. That guy never did show me those pictures of people fucking, but about a month later I did get to see a picture of something else. One of the guys in my class came in one day with a playing card. Instead of a picture of a king or queen, it had a girls face, and she had the end of a hard dick in her mouth! He said she was giving the guy a blow job. From looking at the picture it looked more like she was sucking than blowing, but I didn't really care what it was called, I just knew it had to feel great! That night when I jacked off I imagined some girl taking my dick in her mouth. Running her tongue all around it. Just the thought of that hot, wet mouth wrapped around my dick made me shoot more cum than I ever had before. Some day, I thought, I'm going to get a girl to do that to me. Several weeks passed, and I was really getting desperate. I wanted to see a real live girls body, and I wanted to see it now. I began picking seats on the bus across from good looking girls hoping to get a peek up their skirts. I tried to peek down girl's blouses whenever I got the chance. I even tried dropping things on the floor in class, hoping that when I was down there I would be able to see up some girls dress. All to no avail. Oh, sometimes I would get a little glimpse of a bra down some girls blouse, or maybe a glimpse of thigh as someone would cross their legs. But I was looking for a real good peek, at least to see their panties, but no luck. I even tried to hang around the door to the girls locker room, hoping to get a glimpse of someone changing clothes when the door opened, but all that got me was a trip to the principals office for loitering in the halls. I even got the idea of saving up my allowance and paying some girl to undress for me, but after saving for three weeks, I realized that I would be afraid to ask anyone even if I could pay them. PART 2 One night I was out walking in the line of trees that separated out house from the ones behind us. |