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WALLY 

Please go away please go away please go away

I am trying to mentally talk my boner down, because I don't want to freak out Kaitlyn if I pull her close to me. These shorts are so thin, and already my hardness level is hovering around 50%. I'm trying to rock this whole “building sexual tension by keeping distance between our bodies” vibe, as if it's an intentional choice.

I'm not complaining though, because I've got her against the pool wall, kissing her neck and touching her lip with my thumb. She's shivering in pleasure which oh my god is a massive ego boost. My mouth grazes her jaw when I hear the softest little moan- okay you are mur. der. ing. me- and I know I have to finally kiss her lips, even though that sound alone jumps my boner-ness to 100%. Give it up, Clark. It's clearly a lost cause at this point.

I hold her hands again, and when I quick glance down to check if the tent in my shorts is visible from here- ughh lighting up the water was a dumb idea- I notice her pale blue bra is pretty much transparent when wet- mmm lighting up the water was the best idea ever. Setting aside the urge to touch her over her see-through bra, I put all of my focus on her goddamn sexy lips. I need to kiss her right now. I glance up to see her expression, hoping that she wants this as much as I do. Her pretty eyes are wide, and she looks fucking adorable when she gives me a little nod. I'm already moving in. Yesss it's happening for real for real here we goooo.

Our lips touch, gently at first. Holy fucking shit, that mouth. I feel her pull back slightly and then we kiss again, lips parted a little this time. Yessss, open your mouth a little more. It builds up from there, and after a few more separate kisses, her lips part more. I can't find the words to explain how good it feels when her tongue touches mine, and when they move together. It's like we've been doing this for years, it's so perfect. Her lips are soft in that way girls always are, but like a million times more than I've felt before. I don't want it to stop, even if it means uncomfortably angling my bottom half back so she doesn't feel my dick. I wonder if she'd be into it though. I can't help my thoughts from wandering for a second and entertaining the idea of her hands on me there.

Pushing that fantasy to the side for now, because living the current fantasy is plenty hot enough, I lift her hands up and wrap them behind my neck. We keep kissing as my fingers run down the backs of her hands, past her wrists, along the length of her arms, and down her sides. I smile against her mouth when I feel goosebumps on her torso. Fuckkkk I bet her nipples are hard now. My hands settle on either side of her waist, holding her firmly enough to keep her pressed against the wall. And out of boner territory, if I'm careful.

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I can't get enough of this girl. We've been making out for several minutes now, and it's only gotten more intense. Her fingers are threaded through my hair, gripping it tight, and it's so fucking hot how needy she is. All for me. I keep kissing the hell out of her, and she's as fucking sweet as I imagined. And I imagined this many, many times. I'm loving this, but another fantasy creeps into my mind… One where I slip my hand under the waistband of her pastel little panties and tease her with my fingers til she's desperately begging for more. Oh Kaitlyn, you have no idea what you have to look forward to…

So, I wouldn't call myself a player necessarily, because I wasn't some douche who'd go through loads of girls, lead them on, and then ditch them. Technically, I've only had sex sex with one girl, my girlfriend Heather who I was dating when I died. But… awhile before we got together, back when I fooled around with this girl Stephanie at a party and she moaned my name loud enough for people downstairs to hear… word kind of got around that I was into giving oral and fingering… and that I was really good at it. So… I had a few eager, um, volunteers after that. High school was pretty great, before I went and died.

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