The story of my friend - Part 4

She finally confronted me about my groping. I knew she will find out about it some day.

We were with the usual group of friends dining at a restaurant at one of the shopping centres here, where the seats were very close to each other and we were all mashed together like sardines. Halfway through the meal, she got up from her seat beside mine. Turning the other side to tell her friend that she is going to the ladies, she tried to slide out and her ample ass rubbed against my shoulder as she squeezed out between our chairs. I was stunned for a moment and nearly bit my tongue. I had already been horny just sitting beside her and now the ass I love just bashed into my shoulder! I would not mind if she hit my face with it, but when we have friends around I have to be discreet in my enjoyment.

She bumped into my shoulder again when she squeezed in again later. After sitting down she turned and aplogized, saying she hoped she did not make me lose my appetite. Why, I asked. She said that some people would not like to have a butt shoved into their face while they are eating, and added that her butt is too big and takes up too much space in a crowded place like this. I replied that it is not too big, it is just nice. Is it, she asked. I said that it was nice.

At the end of the meal, we got up and filed out of the restaurant, which was still packed. Naturally, I made it a point to bump into her rear gently, feeling its warmth and softness. We dispersed eventually, I would have left if she had not called me. She asked me to go with her for a while as she wanted to talk to me about something. Her boyfriend was not able to join us that evening, so it was just the 2 of us walking to the bus stop while the rest took other transports. She asked if I could send her home tonight, and I said ok, though I was surprised as our relationship had always been very platonic.

She asked if I had enjoyed it when she bumped into me during dinner. I tried to act nonchalant and said, yes she had a nice butt. There was a wicked smile on her face. She said that she had known for some time that I liked it. I asked if it had been that obvious. She replied that though she get groped all the time she is still sensitive when she gets touched, and she knew I had been bumping into her "accidentally". Sitting beside her on the bus, I asked, you knew all along? Yes, and I enjoyed the attention. She told me that it was because I was gentle, and her boyfriend was rough and liked to grab and squeeze her in public so that people can see, and in private would pinch her. Did she like it when I touch her, I asked. Was that why she did not stop me even though she knew what I was doing. She confirmed that.

An incredulous laughter came over me, now that I have crossed the line and everything is now made known to her. What was she going to do to me, I wondered. She took my hand and placed in between us, against her butt and told me to feel for myself if I did not believe her, the conditions being that I must be gentle and I must not tell other people about it. I suppose by posting here it is still ok since there is no way anyone can identify her as the girl.

We soon alighted from the bus and I walked her to her block. She took me to the staircase and told me she knew I did not really the present the group had bought me for my birthday recently and now she want to make it up to me and give me a memorable present I would like. Standing at the landing between floors, she got me behind her and told me that she is now permitting me to grope her ass.

I placed my hands against her buttocks and felt their roundness and gave a light squeeze. I looked at her but she was looking straight ahead with a blank look on her face. I grabbed her by her hips and pulled her towards me, my dick pressing in between her butt cheeks and then onto each cheek in turn, feeling it sink into her. At this she drew a breath and said that I seem to be quite happy. She said it in a mischevious manner and I was more at ease, knowing that she really liked what I was doing.

So I squatted and stroked my palm along her thighs up her skirt, lifted it and exposed her thong-clad buns. A dream was fulfilled when she took the skirt with her own hands and held it where I had lifted it so that I could place my hands on her naked butt cheeks! My fingers trembled when I pinched her cheeks softly wth my fingertips and palmed them to feel their weight and firmness. I stroked them to feel the roundness and smoothness and kept rubbing it. She started to giggle in a girlish way and I bent closer to sniff her nether end. There was a womanly fragrance from between her legs, having been trapped under her skirt the whole day.

I kissed her smooth cheeks and she squealed as I left wet trails that chilled her in the wind, and she flexed her buttocks in reflex. I pushed my face nearer to feel that tension in her butt and my nose was almost touching her anus through her thong. I licked around it and she started moaning quietly and she continued to push her butt into my face, until it was practically hanging over my face. I grabbed the butt cheeks and squeezed them, pushing them together and mashed my face between them, and pulled them apart such that I could see the edge of her anus.

My fingers eventually found my way between her legs and stroked her pussy through her thong, and that was when she stopped me. She did not want to go that far, she said. Seeing the disappointed look on my face, she said that I can have one last grope. I asked if I could spank her a couple of times. Expecting to get a scolding from her, I could only smile when she thought for a moment and said that it is ok, her boyfriend do that to her too, and she asked why we like doing that. I said I will tell her after spanking. She permitted only 2 times.

I stood to one side and looked at her beautiful thong-clad buns, round and perky. She bent over and took hold of the wall to support herself, such that her ass was pointing in the air and at a convenient position beside me. She looks well-trained! I looked in disbelief at what her boyfriend must have been doing to her all this while. All that abuse! I stroked her lovingly once more, standing at her waist with her butt in front of me. In that pose her butt is the highest point of her body and is offered up to me, vulnerable to punishment. I think that at this point a fetish for spanking is suddenly born in me.

Lifting my hand, I slapped once, not very hard. She relaxed her buttocks and laughed at how gentle I was. It was then that I realised she had been clenching her buttocks in anticipation of a hard blow. I told her to get ready and then delivered a hard smack on her right cheek, much louder than expected. She did not scream with pain but said ouch and lowered her butt till she was squatting and she massaged her sore flesh with one hand while balancing with the other. That hurts, she said after a while.

I apologized and thanked her for the wonderful birthday present. I told her it was the best ever, and that she had fulfilled a number of fantasies I have had. She smiled and told me she enjoyed the attention I gave her, but I must stop touching her when there are other people around as she does not want anyone to notice. She told me not to send her all the way home, and seeing as she was still massaging the red palm print on her butt, I offered to kiss the hurt away. She agreed and I tenderly kissed and licked the spot my hand had just landed on, taking away the pain I had just inflicted with my tender loving care. Such a strange feeling, but it brings us closer for having smacked her and now comforting her. Heck just allowing me to touch her brings us much closer already.

On my way home I recalled the feel of her round ass on my hands, and my dick was standing all the way home.

The story of my friend - Part 3

The girl's boyfriend is still unaware that someone else had been groping his girlfriend's ass, and he continues to do it himself in public, much to her embarrassment and discomfort. I guess she does not enjoy the attention it attracts from other people. She is A cup sized, so her assests are all down there. Few girls like to have their breasts squeezed in front of everyone, so I believe she is as uncomfortable when he slaps and squeezed her voluptious rear assets in front of us friends.

I had never been a very close friend of the boyfriend, just that we have mutual friends and we often go out together, so I feel little guilt in what I do. As for her, if she does not know, it does not hurt her, does it? Beauty is to be admired and cherished, not abused and destroyed carelessly. She has become one of the main reasons why I enjoy our group outings.

We played pool once, and unlike other guys I did not look into the girls' top when they bent over to shoot. I was busy admiring her round bum. In the dim lighting I cannot see her thong when she bent over in her pants, but I had already seen its outline earlier and knew that she was wearing a thong again. She hardly wears panties these days. Perhaps the most surprising thing was that other guys who walked past our table did not pause to look at her butt. When she bend over to position the cue, her butt sticks out so invitingly, but nobody noticed. Then when the cue had to be positioned far away she had to sit on the table to reach, and I wished I was the table.

We got into a taxi and I sat behind, with her and her boyfriend. I boarded first, followed by her, and then him. When she stepped in and swung her bum in to sit down, I placed a hand on the seat near where I estimate she will be sitting on, pulling on the rear seat belt, pretending to be searching for the socket to plug the belt into. No luck, for she sat further down close to the door and slid in towards me and I had no excuse to be leaving my hand there. Her boyfriend then climbed in and sat on the other side, and his hand sometimes stroked her ass during the taxi ride. I would certainly want to do that myself, but cannot do that. I though of doing that while he was not looking, and maybe she will think that it was his hand, but dared not try. Too dangerous.

It had been a long time since we went to a chalet, and at the last time when we went I had not been crazy over her yet, so missed out on all the opportunities. Just imagine what I will do now if we were to go again : steal her panty, peep at her showering or on the toilet. Maybe when she is sleeping I will be able to grope it again? Sometimes I freak myself out.

However, she finally confronted me one day and told me that she knew I had been touching her. To be told in the next installment.

The story of my friend - Part 2

A couple of weeks later we went pubbing again and she was wearing a thong under her skirt, which had an inner lining. The material of the skirt is slinky and clinging and would show off her curves wonderfully if not for that inner layer, and perhaps it insulates her from minor bumps so that she does not notice them.

She is one of those who look fantastic in a thong, especially when you realise that she is wearing one underneath. Her butt is so round and full that the thong almost vanishes into that cleavage, leaving only a little triangle at the top. Until you see that you cannot be sure if she was wearing panty or is she commando tonight. It was like thongs are made for her, not many girls can wear it as snugly as she can.

I have often fantasized about seeing her undress at home, seeing her big and well-shaped rear end with just a thong peeking out. So I was naturally horny the moment I spot her rear end and plotted how to continue worshipping it. I wanted just to stroke the under surface of the 2 round globes hanging behind her, which was harder than just touching the top. To touch the bottom I have to push back the skirt, and this might cause her to notice before I had reached my target. One chance might be all I have.

While squeezing our way through the crowd, I positioned my hand so that I could strike while she was distracted, but someone knocked into her and she almost fell onto me. I was in shock as I found myself holding onto her left buttock, feeling its weight and firmness in my hand, totally unexpected and unprepared to enjoy the sensation. It was for just a moment as she turned to me and pushed herself away and I had to let go of her.

I was really apologizing and she looked a bit embarrassed too, but told me that it was all right. I tried keeping my distance from her that night, while reliving the wonderful experience.

But just before leaving, I decided that I must get what I had come for, and positioned my palm against her butt with my finger tips pointing down, then closed them onto her ass to stroke one cheek.

She must have felt the skirt brushing her legs even before my fingers reached her cheek and she turned her head. I stepped to one side, but from her behaviour I think she was aware that someone touched her and that it did not feel like an accident.

Was that the last time for me to touch her? I had not had enough yet!

The story of my friend - Part 1

There is this group of friends, and one girl fascinates me in particular. In fact, I'm obsessed with her ass, and always wonder if she knows about it.

Her boyfriend might have suspected, since he's very obviously a butt man and always like to grope her butt, but we've never talked about it. The way I see it, as long as my interest is not very obvious, we can both close an eye to it. He pretend not to know and I pretend not to notice that he like to look at zao geng girls and I don't embarrass him by telling her.

One day when she was wearing a thong I pretended to bump into her butt while we were taking the train. I remember she turned her head slightly to one side to see if there was anyone but it was half-hearted, and I bumped again. This time she moved away slightly and placed a hand over her butt to protect it from attack. Of course her slender wrist placed between her butt cheeks cannot cover, but her guard was up, so I had to stop. It was a light touch and I did not feel much, but it seemed firm. The skirt was thin, and I could not help thinking that the skirt would feel good against her bare butt, caressing it as she walked.

Whenever we meet up I like to see whether she's wearing a thong that day. She almost always wear skirts, and her round butt looks fantastic in skirts if they wrap around and show the shape of her rear end. Even when the skirts are not so tight you can still tell that her butt is unusually full for someone her size. It always gives me a hardon to see her rear and imagine what it will be like to touch it, and to know that there is nothing underneath except a thong. There isn't even a layer of panty under that skirt, her buttocks are naked under the skirt!

Months later we went for countdown and I tested water by bumping from the side again. It was a very crowded place and accidents can be overlooked. She did not even notice, so I bumped into her crack from behind, lightly, and she did not react. I bumped again harder and felt my hand between the flesh of her butt, but she still did not react. It was a wonderful experience, something that I had dreamt of for quite a while, and needed only a suitable opportunity. The feeling was fantastic. Howevere I dared not do anything more as I don't want to end up like the bangladesh who are arrested every year at countdowns for molest.

And after that we continued joking as normal, so I believe she did not notice anything at all. Perhaps she was more sensitive and alert initially as she was not used to the naked feeling of wearing a thong, and by now had adjusted and ignored such accidents. Next time I will try to stroke the underneath surface of that round globe.