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Fulfillment: I will tell you later
Nature: I will tell you later
I don't know what caused it, but something made me think back to one summer in high school, my girlfriend and I were taking driver education together. Her mom worked at the school, and often times we'd hang out there for an hour before class.
We had separate instructors. My girlfriend, let's say her name was Ali...she figured out that her teacher was kind of a dirty old man, so she wore skirts and sundresses to the classes. She used to tell me she'd hike up her skirt a little when she was driving, and the old bastard would look at her thighs more than her driving. Gotta give her credit for actually doing it...
So the last week, we'd been meeting and hanging out in the cafeteria, and I'd been watching the schedule of people coming and going in the halls. I led her to one of the stairways for some privacy, because we'd been caught making out in the cafeteria before. So, the stairwell was our new makeout spot. This time she'd worn a shorter skirt than usual. As I was kissing her, I took my right hand, and started sliding it carefully up her inner thigh. She did nothing to stop me. I continued kissing her, and then rubbed the crotch of her panties, till they were soaked. My other hand went up her shirt and under her bra. After a while she stood up and pulled her panties halfway down her thighs, and leaned against the wall. She lifted her skirt, leaving her soaking wet pussy in full view. She was somewhat trimmed, but kind of hairy. I leaned into her and kissed her again, and then began rubbing her lips. She grabbed my hand and pushed, which was her way of saying she wanted more, and harder. I slipped one finger, and then two inside of her. I couldn't believe how how she was inside. I finger fucked her there in the stairwell for about twenty minutes, until footsteps upstairs caused us to stop. She panicked, and pulled everything back into place. I sat on the stairs next to her, and licked my fingers off.
Seconds later, three teachers came down the stairs and walked past us, not saying a word.
This is a true story.