Karyn was getting frustrated with Jon. All day long he kept pretending that he wasn't sexually attracted to her. That, of course, wouldn't do. Everybody knew what happened to girls who let the boys around them cease to be aroused. A shiver ran up her spine as she brought to mind a mental image of the infamous detention room, a room that every girl was paraded through as a warning at the beginning of the school year.
She knew she shouldn't blame him, of course. Not because it wasn't his fault, but rather because holding ill feelings toward a boy ruined a girl's concentration. As she ground her behind slowly into Jon's groin, she decided to repress her frustration and focus on the task. The last thing she wanted was to get Jon off before the final period of the day, making her task of keeping him turned on almost impossible.
She grabbed his hands and guided them up to her breasts, encouraging him to fondle her roughly. Jon's penis was hard, but she knew from experience that she could get it just a bit harder before she had to quit. It was that shared history that made their relationship so good. Sure, Karyn could spend time alone, or with any of the boys in school. Getting a boy hard wasn't rocket science. Jon, though, was special. He was her best friend, and so she spent most of her day hanging out with him, telling him about her day, asking his opinion about things that mattered to her, making sure that his erection never waned. That was the kind of friendship that you hang on to.
Karyn felt Jon's penis grow just a bit more, smiled at a job well done, then climbed off of the boy, removing herself from his groping hands, and sat beside him at the cafeteria table to eat her lunch, a tuna-fish sandwich.
"Karyn!" Jon complained once again, "Come on! I was almost finished!"
Karyn shook her head, long blond ringlets bouncing on her head. What was with him today? He seemed to be trying to get him in trouble! If he were to ejaculate early, not only would she get detention, but she'd probably get grounded! Spending a week without Jon, having to service some other boy in school, or worse yet, her brother, would be a nightmare! She looked at her best friend with as much sympathy as she could muster, trying to give him a sexy, pouty look, and gave him a show of her ample cleavage. By the look of his groin, it would have to do.
