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Introduction: A conversation leads to groping, fucking and a new girlfreind My names Luke. If youve read my other stories youll know who I am. This is another true story that happened to me, this time with a different people. Katherine was a girl that I had been class mates with the start of high school. We had always been pretty close and I had always thought she was attractive but nothing really happened until my 3rd year at high school.

It all started with a harmless conversation over snapchat. If you dont know what that is, its an app for mobile phones that allows you to send pictures that disappear after a certain amount of time. Katherine and I had been chatting for a while when she had obviously become bored. She sends me a snapchat saying her shirt changes colour when wet, this snapchat is followed by another of her in a shirt that is exactly the same style but grey instead of yellow. Me being the horny teenage boy that I am, said itd be cooler if it disappeared when water touched it. Her reply was her in her bra captioned like this ,). This to me was like the starting gun of a race, I knew what I wanted now and noting was going to stop me. does the bra do the same?, I asked over my next snap.
Depends, will you screenshot?
No, of course not. Of course I was lying.

After a moment of waiting, there it was. A notification popped up on the top of my phone screen saying I had received a snapchat from her. My heart was pounding and my dick throbbing. I opened up snapchat and saw the little icon you press to open a snap. Certain apps, at this time, allowed you to save snapchats that were sent to you without the sender knowing The catch with regular snapchat was that if you did screenshot the sender would know, not this way though. I open the snap and there she is. Stood in front of a mirror with her shirt pulled up and over her tits, was Katherine. Was tits were the best I had seen. Pale, full with a perky look to them. I was incredibly hard by this stage. I stood up and went to the bathroom. I whipped out my cock and sent a photo straight back exclaiming how hot she was. After a little bit of sexting back and forth, I came and she went to sleep.

Nothing really happened for a while. Eventually, however, the nudes became a daily thing. Every time, she got sexier and sexier. I had seen her wonderful ass tightly wrapped in her lacy little panties. She was constantly impressed by the length and girth of my dick so it wasnt like she didnt enjoy it either. I had even seen her tiny little pink pussy as she teased it with her fingers in a video.

Things starting moving away from the phones after a conversation we had after I had cum one night, Whenever I finished the rush of testosterone would leave and I would become somewhat creeped out by some of the stuff I had said. This is when Katherine stated that I was actually not that bad and that Im the least rapey guy shes sexted. This was mainly due to the fact I could restrain myself in public. Basically, the other 2 guys used to grab her ass and so forth but I never did that. Frankly, I took this as a challenge. The next day at school when no one was directly looking a slapped her right cheek. She followed up by swinging her hand back and grabbing my dick through my shorts. After a conversation in an art class, we decided to make it a competition. The person who could grab the other persons junk the most won.

So after school we began walking home. Our bus stop was on the other side of a shopping centre and neither of our busses came for another hour so we decided to just walk around for a bit. We walked through the shops continuously grabbing each other. She ended up winning as she was way more confident than I was. We ended catching busses in different directions and so texting took the place of actual talking. We ended up talking about the competition and how the both of us both enjoyed the thrill of being able to be caught at any point. Things ended up continuing like this for a while.

In the previously mentioned art class one day, Katherine and I began our competition. We sat next to each other so in theory it shouldve been pretty easy. However, there was a third person on our table. Not only that but the brain dead moron who sat in front of us had a habit of turning around and staring at us as if he were apart of the conversation. So most of the time we were secretly grabbing each other under the desk through each others pants. This was until Katherine discovered that one of the shelves of pottery made by a class had a lot of dust on it. She wiped her hand in the dust until she had a decent amount on her hand. She walked over to me and blatantly grabbed my dick in front of the third guy on the table. She pulled off and left a clear as day handprint over my crotch. This meant war. I wiped my hand in the dust and grabbed her firm ass and left and handprint for everyone to see.

This went on for a couple of weeks before stuff starting heating up again. The two of us wandered around the class looking for more dust to grope the other person with, We ended up in a storage room at the back of the class. Because the art teachers wanted stuff to dry in the storage room, the door was to remain closed unless your going in or out, Down in a corner was another pottery shelf. Thankfully I noticed it first and subtly wiped my hands over it. I walked back over to Katherine and got within half a foot of her. I looked her in the eyes and with one hand groped her boob and with the other her vag, leaving hand prints on the clothing over both places. This made it less of a competition between us and more of a challenge to see how far we could go without being caught.

So through a long process I had broken my phone and wouldnt be getting it back for multiple weeks. This meant that over the next few weeks I didnt get my daily nudes from Katherine. This also meant I was almost always horny when I was around Katherine. This was especially true when she wore a skirt. My schools skirts supposedly have a problem with the waistband. Thus all the girls where the skirts really high up meaning that the stairs were panty-flash galore. We were once again back in art and wandering around in the storage room. This time I didnt get any dust. I walked up to her, placed my arms around her and grabbed her ass under her skirt with both hands. We were face to face, and my hands were firmly placed on the seem where her panties ended and her ass began. She looked up and bit her lip. She pushed forward and pressed her waist against my boner. She pulled back and grabbed my dick with her hand. She let go and left a handprint right where my cock was raging. HA, Im winning! she said sexily as she skipped out of the storage room. I watched her ass jiggle side to side as she stepped. It bounced fluidly and perfectly. She definitely knew how to tease me.

I knew now I needed something big to win again. So the period before the next art lesson I made a plan. Katherine and I were in the storage room again. I walked up to her and placed a hand on her stomach, I slid it down until my fingers slipped past the waistband of her pants. My fingers slipped into the waistband of her panties and met with the ultimate prize. I slid my fingers down her length and then back up. I tried to replicate the technique she used in the video she sent me of her masturbating. Down her pink lips and then back to the clit. From there push into the lips slightly until I reach her hole at which point I push my forefinger in. I did this a couple of times until I heard her moan. Neither of us wanted to be caught so I pulled my hand from her panties and licked of the juices from her fingers. Man she tasted good, I would gladly eat her out until the day I die. So Im winning now, yeah? I asked, knowing what the answer was.
For now, panted Katherine as she winked at me. We sat back down at our table and continued our art, occasionally groping through clothing.

The bell went and went and we began walking toward the school library. My group would quite often hang out there at lunch due to Australian heat being so unbearable. I need to go to the bathroom. Katherine said motioning for me to wait. She walked inside the door and I sat down on a bench outside, It was only a minute or two before she walked out again. She quietly nudged me and made contact with my hand. have these, theyre way to soaked for me to wear: I looked down and scrunched up in a ball, dripping with her pussy juice was her panties. I quickly stuffed them in my pocket and we kept walking toward the library.

The section of the library where my friends and I hung out had four rows of chairs in two columns. I sat down on one chair and Katherines best friend, Alana, sat down in front of me. Katherine, being Alanas best friend took advantage of this and made her move. Pretending she wanted to talk to Alana, Katherine sat down on my lap and begin moving as if she was trying to get comfortable. Little did everyone else know, she was purposely rubbing her perfect ass against my cock. I wrapped my arms around her waist as if embracing her from behind. I lowered my hands tough and placed them hard against the front of her crotch. I could tell she was enjoying teasing me and she could tell that I was enjoying the cock massage. The bell eventually went again and I stood up, making sure my boner was pressed against her ass the entire time.

On the way out I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her aside. Hey Katherine, Come to the movies this afternoon. Well go straight up after school I asked her. I had a plan and it involved at least one of us getting oral.
Yeah, I dont see why I shouldnt, she replied probably thinking the same thing as I was. The last period of school went pretty fast. We met up outside school and began walking up. Most of the way nothing happened, just general, normal person type flirting. We walked through the door of the cinema and was met by a wave of freezing cold, air-conditioned air. We joined the line and discussed which movie we should see. Katherine looked at me and noticed the cold had made my nipples stiff through my shirt.
Nice stipples, Luke, Katherine said jokingly.
Just coz you wear a bra I replied.
Dont worry, mine are there too. When we get in Ill prove it.

That was all the encouragement I needed. We bought the tickets and food and wandered down to Screen #4. We walked into the room and not surprisingly little to no one was there. We had purposely picked a movie we knew no one would go to. We walked up to back right hand corner as far away from everyone as we could get. She sat to the left of me and made no attempt to keep any of the popcorn for the movie as she scoffed it down her throat, Eventually the lights dimmed and the movie began. Weirdly enough the movie was too bad, at least the first 10 minutes of it wasnt. I was trying to work out when to make my move when something brushed my hand, and with that Katherines fingers interlocked with mine. Give me half an hour like this and then Ill do whatever you like, she whispered to me. I honestly had no complaints. I didnt mind not being really sexual with her. In fact, only about ten minutes into the half an hour, I raised the arm rest up and place my arm around her waist and began holding her other hand,

Eventually though, Katherine became bored with the cutesy couple stuff and moved her hand down to my pants. To my surprise she slipped the waistband forward, just enough to let my cock free. It stood tall in anticipation. She lowered her hear down and took the tip of my cock in her mouth. She swirled around my head with her soft tongue before diving down inch by inch. She Sucked softly and cupped my balls with one hand. She caressed my shaft with her tongue as her head bobbed slowly up and down my cock. I felt my nutsack tighten and knew I was going to finish soon, She knew this as well and began sucking hard and taking the entire thing into her mouth, Her head slammed down the length of my rod and slammed into my pelvis. I rocked forward and launched wave of cum after wave of cum into her throat. She swallowed and milked my dick for every bit of cum she could get. She looked up and opened her mouth as she swallowed the last little bit, letting me know that it was now my turn. I got down on the floor and knelt in front of her, I pulled down her pants and my head slipped under them so I was face to face with her beautiful pussy. She place her jacket over me as to hide me from anyones view. I moved my head forward and began lapping at her cunt. Up and down the lips and lightly across the tip. This combined with a finger in her hole seemed to work perfectly. I slid my tongue along her sleek pink vagina lips and dashed across her budding clit. My finger slid, moistly, in and out of her cunt at a steady rhythm. In and out, up and down. She leant forward. Luke, stop. Theres a guard walking up. I didnt stop, I just slowed. I continued sliding my finger in and out when I heard his footsteps.
Uhhh, miss, didnt you have someone with you? He asked.
He- hes just gone to the -uhh- toilet she moaned trying to be as nonchalant as possible.
Oh okay, all cool then. His footsteps began again and then slowly faded away. With this I went back to eating her salty vag. I began sucking on the clit and that set her off. she rocked and bucked her hips forward, grinding against my face. Wave upon wave of pussy juice came gushing out of her and into my mouth. Returning the favour I look up and sallow for her to see.

I pulled my face out and returned to my chair. I intentionally left her pants down to see what would happen. She once again pulled my cock out. She moved over and now, skin against skin, sat on my lap. She rocked forward again. My dick sat just between her still dripping wet pussy lips. She rocked back and forth for a while before stopping. She pulled back as far as she could and placed my cock tip at her entrance. She slides forward again and my dick meets the inside of her vag. She pulls back and dick retracts out. She begins taking all of my dick, in and out. I sat in pure ecstasy as her wet pussy lips slid down my shaft. I began pushing. I thrust into her and forced my cock in as far as it could go. I pulled back and then thrust back in again. Her juices lubed my dick as it slid in an out of her, Luke, Im about to cum, make me cum, cum inside me, you know Im almost infertile. she moaned. I began thrusting harder and faster and eventually, as she spasmed on my cock, I shot my load deep in her pussy.

I pulled my cock out and my pants up and she pulled hers up. She sat in her original seat but leant over and hugged me around the chest., Katherine that was great.
i know Luke.

I placed my arm around her waist again and we sat watching the film as if a normal couple who hadnt just fucked each other for the first time. The movie was alright, which was probably because I missed half of it. but that wasnt what I really cared about, Katherine and I went to the bus stop and began waiting. We sat on the bench and held hands and talked. Then, in the distance we saw my bus coming, I stood up and she followed suit. She stepped in front of me and wrapped her arms around my neck, Our eyes met and then so did our lips. We kissed passionately for about 10 seconds before pulling away, my bus pulled up as she let go of me. She quickly reached forward and grabbed my dick through my pants. HA, Im in the lead again! she yelled victoriously before saying goodbye. I laughed and got on the bus. Surprisingly I cared now more about the fact she was effectively my girlfriend than the fact we fucked, and I think she did too.

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He looked at the 1952 Willys Jeep, 4wheel drive station wagon. It was a classic right from an African safari operator. First of all, he could have bought one cheaper in the United States if he had added the shipping cost into the equation. Yes, Artie thought, but it wouldn’t have the provenance of the monster which sat outside his garage. It looked as though all those years working in his father’s auto repair shop might just pay off after all. The thought of those days usually made him sad,...

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“I stole one of your paintings, Artie,” confessed Mavis as she looped a hand through my arm. We’d started the day with her as my model for a new composition. I guess I had ulterior motives. I wanted Morgan to experience prolonged eye contact with Mavis. The two had been getting along incredibly well, but both Annette and I had held Mavis’s eyes for an hour or more and the effect had been profound. I’d done the same with both Annette and with Morgan, but I wanted this last loop closed. I’d...

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