One warm evening in the late spring before our GCSE exams (the supposedly important exams we have to take in the UK the year we turn sixteen), I was at my half-Japanese girlfriend Lucy’s house after school. She was on her knees, grinning up at me with her dark eyes from under her fringe, about to pull my trousers down to give me a blowjob, when her mum walked in.
My back was to the door, and Lucy managed to pretend she was looking for something on the floor, so we weren’t caught. However, horny though we were, we agreed that it was too risky to fuck whilst her parents were home, so we decided to go for a walk.
We were still in our school uniforms, although they were now untucked and untidy. She wore white socks up to her knees going into plain black shoes, a green skirt, coming to about halfway down her thigh showing her slender legs, a white shirt, and a green and yellow tie. Her long hair was tied back in a ponytail reaching all the way to the small of her back. I had left my green blazer on her bed, wearing only the matching trousers, white shirt, and tie – the same design as hers, but made extra short because we thought it looked cool. I had been a bit of a rebel and put my trainers on after my last class.
The sun had gone down, but there was still some light as we walked hand in hand along the paths and roads of the old village in the hilly Cotswolds were she lived, a village very similar to mine a few valleys over. As it got darker, we drew closer together. Her hand found its way around my waist, and mine slipped under her white shirt to stroke the soft, warm flesh of hers. Her head snuggled into my shoulder, and soon we stopped walking to kiss passionately where we were. Lucy pushed my back up against a tree, her hands exploring my skin as frantically as mine explored hers.
Kissing the silky hair on top of her head, I could feel her fingers undoing my fly and freeing my semi-erect cock. A light breeze started, and she knelt down in front of me, warming my dick in her hands, and then her mouth. Just watching her take me in between her lips, looking up at me with her beautiful, brown, oriental eyes would normally have made me cum straight away, even without her tongue swirling over my helmet, but the combination of the fear of getting caught and the cool breeze helped me regain my senses and force the orgasm down. In so doing, I noticed where we were.
“Lucy!” I said. “We’re in a graveyard!”
She paused, and looked around. “Oh, cool! I’ve always wanted to be fucked over a grave!”
“What? Really? You’re full of surprises, you know that? But I do love your little perversions...”
“Good,” and with a wink, she resumed sucking me off, while I played with her hair.
When I could feel the pressure building up again a few minutes later, I had to push her right away so that I didn’t cum too early in the evening. Picking up her light body, I walked along with my dick still hanging out and my trousers almost falling down, until I found an old grave made like a big stone box covered in ivy, and laid Lucy on it.
I leant on my elbows between her legs and lifted her dark green skirt. Just visible in the fading light was a small wet patch had developed on her knickers, and sucking on it I could taste her vaginal juices through the fabric. I pulled them down to her knees and kissed teasingly along the edge of her trimmed pubic hair, shaved smooth along her bikini line. The risk of being caught in the graveyard was making her impatient though. Fingers grabbed my hair, pulling my face deep into her black bush, and I slipped my tongue into the familiar taste of her hot pussy.
While I licked and sucked at her juices, she unbuttoned her shirt. When she pulled me back up moments later, it was to have my lips pressed to her nipples. Her bra, as often happened, had been “forgotten” in the rush of getting dressed in the morning – easy to do when you have breasts as small as hers, I guess. One hand still holding my head to her breasts, I felt the other pulling at my cock, urging it to get hard again.
She allowed me to raise my head a bit to see her in the twilight, then brought her legs up to her chest. Because her knickers were still around her knees, this forced me to lean right back from her. Biting her lower lip, she began rubbing the tip of my dick in the slick slit amongst her hairs, which she kept out of the way with her free hand. Not trying to resist, I let her pull me inside her, and began to thrust.
Her hands moved to hold my buttocks, and I pushed myself up further, using one of mine to caress her breasts now that I couldn’t kiss them. Despite having been going out with her for months now, I was still amazed at the way she threw herself into public sex like this. With no concern for the risk of someone hearing, she moaned and called out to me to fuck her harder. I obeyed, grinding into her, until I came, her cries telling me she was climaxing, too.
I was still ejaculating inside her, when I noticed a light coming from a side door of the church. Next, I saw the little silhouette of a man, preceded by the beam of a torch, heading straight towards us. Panicking, we scrambled to our feet, just managing to get our pants back up before the light swept over us. There was a yell. I grabbed Lucy’s hand and ran, stumbling in the dark over gravestones, her shirt still wide open and flapping in the wind of our flight.
Luckily, our pursuer was not very fast or determined, and once we were over the wall and pounding down the track, he seemed to give up. We rounded a corner and stopped to kiss against a wall, catching our breath and tidying up our clothes before heading back.