"Okay. I'll skip class with you. Where should we go?"
"We probably shouldn't be seen skipping class together. Meet me at the same spot we met before." Tiffany whispered to him before turning back to her work.
Jon was incredibly excited about the very real possibility that he was going to have sex with Tiffany again. This morning he was a virgin and by the time school got out today, he would have had sex twice! He just hoped that this time things would be a little more normal. Their previous encounter had been more than he had ever hoped for, but Jon was something of a traditionalist: he thought that it should be the guy who put their very real penis into the girl's equally real vagina. The weird mixed up phantom genital sex thing was not his idea of an ideal sexual encounter. On the other hand, if that was the only kind of sex Jon was going to get, he was going to go for it. Sex, no matter how weird and mixed up was still sex as far as his teenage hormones were concerned.
When Art class let out, Jon stayed behind for a minute after Tiffany left so that they wouldn't be seen leaving together. He was nervously looking around as he crossed the school grounds to the cafeteria, sure that at any second someone would jump out and stop him for skipping class. When he finally rounded the cafeteria building he breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly made his way to the hole in the fence and crawled through. He smiled when he saw Tiffany there waiting for him.
He smiled even wider when he saw that she was already half undressed. She was naked from the waist down and Jon stared in wonder at her naked vagina for the second time that day. At first he was confused by the way that Tiffany was moving her hand: she was moving it as if she were stroking her penis; a penis which she clearly didn't have.
As Jon approached he couldn't help but feel turned on watching the motion of her hand, imagining that she really was stroking a penis. He dropped to his knees in front of her and reached his hand up to where hers was. Tiffany pulled her hand away but Jon continued the stroking motion. He could actually feel what she had had her hand wrapped around and it felt just like a penis.
As he stroked the invisible penis Jon's curiosity grew: if he could feel this phantom appendage with his hand, would he also be able to feel it with his tongue? His mouth? Would he be able to taste it? Curiocity quickly won out over caution and disgust. He could feel where the tip of her penis should be and he carefully stuck out his tongue and gave it a lick. He definitely felt it with his tongue and judging by the way Tiffany had jumped, she had felt it too and had like the feeling.
Throwing all caution to the wind Jon wrapped his lips around the end of the phantom appendage and took it into his mouth. Jon continued stroking and sucking Tiffany's penis for several minutes. He could feel a warm dampness building in his crotch and he knew that if he reach down there he would probably feel a vagina practically dripping with arousal even though all he would see would be his own normal penis and testicles. Eventually Jon couldn't stand the empty feeling in his crotch begging to be filled. He stood up and turned around to strip out of his pants and underwear.
Jon was about to turn back to Tiffany when he felt her give him a shove. He stumbled forward slightly before catching himself on the fence. He was about to yell at her to be more careful when he figured out what she was doing. He felt he sliding her penis up and down his exposed crotch. He felt the penis that she didn't really have sliding up and down between his equally unreal labia. She wanted to screw him from behind! He was going to protest and say that he wanted to be face to face when he felt her push completely into him and the feeling of bliss killed any protests he was about to make.
Something about the angle was letting Tiffany's penis rub him differently than it had the last time they'd had sex and the pleasure was indescribable. There was still a little pain and Jon quickly realized that the pain he had been feeling in his abdomen all afternoon was from when Tiffany had taken his virginity at lunch. He wondered how pain in body parts he's never had could have still been bothering him hours later when an orgasm washed over him that caused him not to care anymore. He looked down and saw that this time when he had orgasm, nothing had come out of his penis. At least that was one less thing he would have to worry about cleaning up.
Jon had another orgasm before he felt Tiffany begin moving fast and thrusting into him hard. Finally, he felt her bury her phantom penis as deep as she could in his equally phantasmal vagina. He felt her cum splashing again a cervix that didn't exist and he reveled in that feeling.
Tiffany backed away breathing heavily. "That never gets old" she said.
"Yeah." Jon agreed, breathing at least as hard as she was.
As Jon watched Tiffany get dressed a minute later he saw something strange as she pulled her panties up. He thought for a second that it looked like her clitoris was larger than it had been when he'd seen it just a few minutes earlier before they'd started having sex. He shook his head. It must have been his imagination. People's bodies don't change like that in a couple of minutes. He must not have noticed it before is all.
