The intimacy of swapping tongues only added to our union. But, we were still so repressed that we were stranded at first base. We even had guilt pangs...about going THAT far.We entered high school, that fall. Kate was the sensation of the freshman class. It was a Catholic school, so we had to wear uniforms. The short, pleated skirt made it impossible for her to disguise her lithe, long-waisted body with its round hips and beautiful legs. The simple blue cardigan over her white blouse showcased. But then the fun started.The men stayed where they were, and the women moved one down (unless a couple particularly wanted to stay together which was happily allowed). Most of the women were on the move, and over the next hour I had erotic encounters with 5 more women, and a decidedly cold connection with one more.Each time we met the eyes of our new partner, and sought to build a sensual, safe, slightly erotic chemistry between us with our eyes, our breathe and our being. I was transfixed by. Sometimes it's just good sex. Go on andget in the water."It was really cold, but it actually felt good against my body. I guessI kind of overheated a bit during the sex. The water splashed againstme as I got deeper, and when I was about waist deep Hammer splashed me.I gasped because the cold water hitting my boobs was shocking."So cold!"Hammer laughed and splashed me again. "Apple, let me know when you'reready."I sighed and bit my lip. He had been hard the whole time. I was kind ofwaiting for. Under any other circumstances I would have torn her panties off and slammed my cock as deep inside her as I could. But I was on a deadline, her deadline actually, and she wasn’t helping the cause. “What? Is this a problem for you?” she giggled. She ran her hands down her body as she giggled, playing with the material that covered her sex. She gently tugged on it, rubbing it about her lips, causing them to slip out one side or the other as she went. “Umm…well, ordinarily no. But if you want.