I go to a catholic school. It's co-ed, but we still have to wear a uniform. For boys, it's grey flannels and a white shirt and tie, and for girls, it's a kilt and a white shirt and tie. I'm in grade 11, and have been a lycra fetist ever since I was 10. Whenever I see hot girls wearing spandex, I always get an erection, and sometimes cum. I¹d have to say that I¹m quite good looking. I¹m 5¹10 (maybe a little short), 155 lbs, but my face has no zits on it, and I¹m not hairy (I hardly ever have to shave).

I often go to school wearing bike shorts underneath my school pants. They always give me an erection, but since they're so tight, they hold it the erection in. I was eating lunch in the cafeteria one day with a few of my friends, some boys, some girls, mostly good friends, and my friend Theresa suddenly puts her legs up on the table. She always tries to be rude like that (she¹s sort of slutty), but I noticed that when she put her legs up, she was wearing ripple-less wet look biking shorts under her kilt, which looked extremely good on her sexy and athletic body. The uniform calls for tights, but being her slutty self, she wears slutty clothes. I wanted her so bad at that moment. I told her that I thought I saw gum on her chair. She got up to look, and I slid my hand under her kilt and spanked her tight ass. I came at that moment, but everyone else thought it was funny. You couldn't see any cum through my pants, so I was grateful.

I still had to do something to get her. One our way to the next class after lunch, I asked her out. She said she wanted to be friends, and not a couple.

I said O.K., and when I went home that night, I masturbated constantly about her, cumming enormously every time. I locked myself in the bathroom, and masturbated infront of the bathroom wall wearing my tight blue bike shorts.

The next day at school, I asked her in the hall if she was wearing the spank shorts, trying to act jokingly about it. She gave me a confused look and asked ³What the fuck are you talking about?!²

I then clarified, ³Are you wearing your bike shorts?²

She said ³Yeah, wanna see?² Then she lifted up her skirt (kilt) and mock mooned me. I noticed that she was wearing a different pair than the other day, these ones were orange, with a black racing stripe. I was wearing my bike shorts (my only pair) under my pants, and wondered what would happen if I did the same thing to her. Without hesitating, I pulled down my pants, and unveiled my spandex-clad butt. I forgot that I had a wet spot on my shorts, so I quickly pulled my pants up, without anybody seeing the cum stain.

Theresa then began cracking up enormously. In between laughs, she said, ³What the hell are you wearing?², and I replied ³The same things you are, spandex shorts.²

She said, ³Do you really like to wear them?²

I responded by saying ³Yeah, they¹re comfortable enough, you must like them, you¹ve been wearing them for at least two days in a row now. ³

She said, ³Yeah, I like Œem because they beat wearing tights, and you can wear them underneath your kilt, but they still ride up your ass! Anyways, they¹re meant for girls, you sick perv.²

I said, ³Shut-up slut, I can wear them if I want.²

Theresa and I sit next to eachother in religion class, and we weren¹t seriously annoyed at each other, so we continued to do so. That same day, she began teasing me by pulling up her skirt so I could see her shorts. I became embarrassed, as other people were noticing. To shut-her up, I slid my hand up her skirt and pushed her cunt in. She squealed, but not too loud. She then slowly, under the desk, pushed my cock with just one finger. I then discretely tickled her spandex-clad cunt, praying that nobody noticed. The playing stopped there, but after class, she whispered in my ear that she liked it, and was sort of turned on. I asked her if she wanted to come over to my house after school, and since my parents weren¹t going to be home, we could make out and feel each other up. She had a volleyball practice that night, so she couldn¹t come over.

I wanted her so bad, that I suggested we both pretend that we were going to the washroom in History class, and then meet in the boys changeroom and fuck. She said no, but in history class, she patted me on the shoulder, and asked me if I wanted to.

I said sure, and we both got permission to leave. Once in the changeroom, we locked the door, which we can do from the inside. I pulled down my pants and she took off her kilt and shirt and tie, leaving her only in her shorts and her sports bra.

I asked her if she wanted to be licked, and she said sure, so I bent down, and began licking away at her shorts, I could feel the wetness, and we both were having the time of our lives. I didn¹t want it to end so soon, so I stopped, and she said ³What the fuck, get back here and fuck me!²

I told her that maybe we should wet our shorts, and make them feel tighter. She agreed, so we went to the sink, got water, and wet each others shorts. The feeling was sensational. She lay down on the ground, and I got on top of her, and then began thrusting. The feel of the shorts rubbing against each other was celestial. We both made a ton of noise, which we hope nobody heard, and came together.

Realizing you are no longer a virgin should be a strange moment, but it did nothing for me. Since our shorts were wet, we took them off, licked the cum off them, and quickly got out of the changerooms and put them in our lockers. We both went through the rest of the day without underwear, definitely a harder feat for her. When we got back to class, I think a lot of people realized what we had been doing, and they were giggling. Upon remembering that her cunt was uncovered, I slid my hand up her skirt again, but wished we still both had our shorts on.

Since that, we have been boyfriend-girlfriend for a long time, and constantly do each other in lycra. We have each bought ourselves a catsuit, but we both prefer normal bike shorts. At school, we often sneak into the changerooms, as long as there¹s no class going in or out of gym class, and find new and interesting ways to fuck one another.

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