Once in junior high I was in metal shop class.
Also in my class was a girl that I had known
since first grade. She had always been a
beautiful
unattainable fantasy. Perfect body and a luscious
face.
One day a bunch of the guys were screwing around
and we started tickling her. She really started
to squirm. I was behind her and had my hands on
her ribs. To my surprise she suddenly bent over a
table putting her chest to the table. In the
swiftness of the move my hands wound up under her
breasts so now instead of a handful of ribs I had
a my hands full of breasts. Not to mention that
her ass was pressed against my crotch. I realized
what was happening and decided to go for it. I
continued to "tickle" her as if I my hands were
still on her ribs. I was squeezing her tits to
beat the band and loving every second of it. Of
course the instructor yelled for us to knock it
off so we all backed away. I quickly shifted my
position so that I was no longer directly behind
her. She turned around quickly but there was no
one there in the position to be humping her from
behind and squeezing her tits. She was still kind
of giggling form the tickling so she didn't see
to be mad.
When I hot home I had to relieve the tension that
my actions and the rest of the days thoughts
brought me.

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