In the 8th and 9th grade I fondled girls asses without their consent. The reason why I did it was because, for one, the thrill of female a**, and secondly, it was almost impossible to not fondle them. The way our seats were positioned and made allowed the a** to hang out the backside if you leaned all the way forward or you just had a reasonably large a**, allowing the person behind you to fondle the a** with their knees unintentionally. Of course, I fondled them intentionally. This small obsession of mine started by accident when I was sat behind a girl (who also happens to be one of my best friends), and her a** was large and plump. I grazed my knee by her a** and she did not react. I did it again and still no reaction. Eventually I did this enough times to the point I could poke her a** (hard) with my knee and she either didn’t notice or didn’t care. This advanced to such a level I was able to g**** her a** with my hands, poke her with my finge and a pen, jiggle the a** and I never got a response. I don’t know why I never got a response, but since she never said anything, I continued to proceed with my actions. This opened the door to my new obsession, and since I sat behind her the grand majority of the 8th grade I had my fill of a** daily.
In the 9th grade I was placed with her again but this time our seat were not arranged by a certain order, so we could sit wherever we wanted. In this group there were 4 other girls who had amazing asses, and since this part of the story revolves around them and I don’t want to name them to protect the innocent, they will be called Rh, At, Rb, and An. I still got my fill of my best friends a** but I wanted to experiment with other asses. Eventually I made myself a schedule. During History and French I would sit behind An. Our spots were usually in the back of the classroom so no one really noticed my groping. During English when my bestie was not sat in front of me usually Rb and Rh would sit in front of me, allowing me to fondle them. Finally I fondled At during a 3 month team project, and she almost always sat in front of me. On a daily basis I fondled atleast one a**, and nothing made me happier.
It has been almost 2 years since then and I feel guilty but at the same time relieved none of the girls has brought up the subject. I don’t know if they don’t want to bring up the subject, or if they were even aware of my “buisness”. Either way I had to get this off my chest, and I’m glad I did.