"No, please, Justin, don't…"

The words died on her lips. Justin slid his hands down her body and onto her ass. Ginny felt him gathering up the material of her plaid skirt, raising the hem up, up until the bottoms of her ass cheeks were exposed. His fingers were hot against the thin white cotton material. Justin was cupping her ass cheeks, his fingers pressing into the resilient flesh. Ginny moaned, closing her eyes and feeling a hot rush of feelings pinch her clit.

"Ginny, you want me bad, don't you? You want me, like I want you."

Ginny couldn't answer. But she no longer tried to pull away. Having her ass squeezed felt horribly good. His hands were gentle yet firm. It was only when he started hunching hard against her that she started to worry. Her body was doing funny things. Ginny felt as if someone had slipped gob of butter between her legs, just inside her pussy. It was so hot and wet down there.

The tingle between her thighs had grown more urgent now. It was becoming harder and harder for her to take a breath. Ginny pulled back, her fingers flattening out against Justin's chest while her knees were braced against Justin's. This had to stop. Ginny didn't know where it would go otherwise!

"Oh, baby."

But how her young cunt lips were aching to be touched by his ass-caressing fingers. It was a terrible thought, but one the girl couldn't resist thinking.

"Oh Justin, what if somebody walks in and…"

"Don't worry about that. The guys are out in the playing field. Coach is with 'em. Nobody's gonna come in here for a while," he said, glancing up at the clock behind them and smiling with relief.

"But – oh, I don't know…" Her mind was whirling around. "I'm scared. I haven't let a guy, you know, touch me like this and…"

He was working the panties into her ass crack now, rubbing the damp material up against the tight knot of her asshole. Ginny's eyes grew round as she felt the spicy forbidden feeling of the material pushing up into her shitter. Her knees grew weak, knocking wildly together and against Justin's. He had to let her go. This was going too far.