Katha pt.1 - A shitgirl must learn to live her secret desire

A few years after Janet and her family had moved away from our region, our school classes were re-arranged, and a number of students coming from smaller villages outside were put in because their former schools were closed. Among them was a sexy little girl named Katharina, but everyone including herself just called her Katha (please allow me to keep the original german names, you know I'm german - in english speaking countries, her name would have been Kathryn shortened to Kate). I was now 16 or 17 years old, and since the time my shit sex relationship with Janet had ended, I had no other girl that was into this kind of games. Sure I had tried, had fingered their assholes when I had a girl, but they always reacted disgusted even only at the tought of shitty games, so I had no chance to play this kind of games ever since, but the thoughts had kept rummaging in my mind.

Katha was a really sexy girl, a bit smaller than me with a nice slim body. I guess she didn't know her original hair color herself anymore since it changed every few weeks, but that didn't lessen her attractivity. She loved to wear tight fitting jeans or leggings, and after just a few days I knew I wanted to fuck her: during the breaks, she sometimes sat across the desk with her legs spread wide which of course fired up my fantasy, during another break, she had to write something but remained standing beside the desk, bending over her paper and sticking out her nice little ass so I had to really keep myself as not to grab her hips or ass and start thrusting my crotch against it. During some of the lessons, we used to write each other small "letters" (just pieces of paper), and I tried to make it pretty clear to her what I was up to, but didn't mention shit games at first. Her answers sometimes were really hot, sometimes more evading, but the game was started with this.

After a few weeks, I came from a break and went into the classroom, not knowing the lesson had been cancelled. Katha was standig at the desk as she had done before, sticking out her butt and writing something, and no one else was in the room. I got behind her, seeing my chance, and grabbed her butt cheeks, which made her jump with surprise.
"Hey! Are you crazy?! How do you come to grabbing my ass?"
"Come on - you know what a sexy little thing you are, you know what I want, and I haven't heard a definite 'no' from you. It's just time for you to see I'm not kidding around, I wanna get in the heat with you."
I had hoped for a nice little fuck or at least a date, but she wriggled herself out of my grip and got away a few steps.
"What makes you think I would even consider fucking with you??"
"Your letters sometimes were pretty hot", I grinned back. "You managed to make me hot, and this makes me think I could get my hands and other body parts on you."
She blushed to a nice red color, obviously thinking of what to say.
"Em, Michael... the letters were just playing around... you don't have to take this too serious...", she stammered.
"Hey!", it was my turn to exclaim now. "You can't make a boy hot and then just tell him to leave you alone!"
She kept thinking, then came to a conclusion.
"Okay... but not now, the rest of the class can come in at any moment. Besides - if you wanna fuck with me, you will have to prove to me you really want me. I will subject you to a little test, showing you what I'm really up to, and then we will see."
Well, I had no other choice but to accept this for the moment, and she was right about one thing: others of the class could have come in at any moment (it was only a few minutes later until I got to know this lesson was cancelled, I was the last who got informed). Besides, I couldn't press further, she hurried to her desk and grabbed her things, nearly fleeing the room and me for the moment.

Her test came a few days later. I had my desk at the last row in the classroom, right before the cabinets where books, wall maps and other teaching material was stored in. The next lesson would have been geography, and Katha was ordered to get out certain wall maps and books out of the cabinet I was sitting before. She opened the cabinet and started rummaging around in it, but before this, she gave me a little smile and a blink of her eye, and I knew it was time for her test. As she kept searching the books inside the cabinet, her nice little ass stucked out. She wore sexy leggings that day, and I assumed she wore no underwear. I took my chance and moved my hand to her ass, taking care to make sure the others in the room didn't notice or were paying any attention.
This time, she didn't react shocked or backed away. Instead, she pressed her nice little ass to my hand, and I could rub around. She adjusted her own movement in a way my finger got right at her asshole, and now I felt that I was right: she was wearing no underwear that day. At her movements, I felt I was meant to keep my finger at her asshole, and silently, I obeyed, not really daring to hope what was coming next, feeling my boner started to fill with blood.
But I wasn't disappointed. I could feel her body tense somewhat, her butt hole opened, and a little tip of soft shit started to come out. Instantly, I began rubbing around it. She obviously hadn't expected me to do so because as soon as my finger had made two or three little circles at and around her asshole, smearing around her nicely soft warm shit, she got her butt away, evading me, took the books and hurried away. I remaind where I was, playing the cool guy who was completely undisturbed by what had just happened, but secretly brought my finger to my nose and took a deep sniff - and, sure enough, got a nice shitty smell of girlshit, this reminding me once more of Janet a few years earlier, and my dick now became really hard. When I looked around I noticed Katha was watching me, seemingly not believing her eyes, and I gave her a small dirty smile, making a gesture with my other hand that must have looked random to any unknowing watcher but pointed towards my hard dick for her.
After a few minutes, she came back to my desk, still not talking to me but taking away my geopgraphy folder, opened it, placed it right and sat down on it. Now she sat, her back and especially her ass facing me, at my folder at my desk, chatting with her friends as if nothing ever had happened. I watched her backside closely, searching for any note whether she would continue her game, but found no evidence of that. Soon after, the break was over and the lesson begun, and it was only a minute or two until a torn piece of paper, a letter, landed at my desk, thrown by her to me.
Don't wanna sniff your folder? , it read. I looked at her, finding her watching me carefully. I just shrugged, opened my folder at the page she had used as a seat some minutes earlier and looked closely at it, hoping to find at least some brown spots - but could not see anything. Slowly, I lowered my head down on it, pretending to trying to read something that was written too small, and inhaled. I got a very faint scent of her shit - but this was really, really faint. I took the letter.

My finger smells better!

It didn't take long for her to answer.

You can catch up with this? Because if you wanna fuck me, you shouldn't be disgusted of me!

I just shook my head.

Is that all you got? This little shit? I'd expect at least a bigger amount of it.

I watched as she read my message - she gasped with surprise.

You kidding?? I can't walk around with a mass of shit in my leggings! And if I would've let you continue to play, you little pervert, I'd have by now a visible brown stain in the seat of them, you idiot!

That lets you stop? Once, I knew a girl who did exactly this. Maybe you're not as daring and a challenge than you yourself tought to be?

Once again, she held her breath, clearly having trouble to believe what she saw at the paper. It took her some minutes to answer this time.

Wanna meet me here in this room during lunch break?

I grinned, seemling I had managed to convince her.

Luckily, it wasn't long until lunch break anymore. First, I took a little walk until all others had been gone, then returned to the classroom. Katha was already there.
"So you're up for more?", I asked.
"Hey, you little pervert, I didn't think you'd really come. But there you are - and you have stood my little test. So..."
With this, she climbed onto a desk, turned her back to me and slowly lowered her leggings. I wasted no time to get behind her and got my hands at her ass.
"Not so fast. First, sniff my asshole for real so I can see you're serious", she said, glancing over her shoulder to see whether I was obeying.
Of course I was. I pulled her nice little butt cheeks apart, finding her ass hole covered in shit - it was the shit I had smeared around earlier, but it was such a small amount only the muscular ring of her hole was covered. I brought my nose to it and inhaled - and got a noseful of really nice, softly shitty smell, not unpleasant as one would expect but really horny, and I had to get my hand at my jeans to get my steel hard cock into a position where it was in no danger to either rip my jeans or got broken. Then, I looked up at her face with a lucky smile.
"Smells great, but maybe too few of it. Any chance to get more?", I asked with a sugar sweet voice, already bringing my finger up at her asshole, but before I could started to finger her butthole or even her pussy she backed away, obviously uncertain.
"Well... I gues I have to tell the truth now... I just wanted you to let me alone. I could not have guessed you're liking shit games...! It was only to get you scared...! What next?"
I let my hands sink, looking sternly at her.
"So, what's that all about now? Do you like shit games or not?", I demanded.
"To be honest, in my fantasy, I have had dreams about it, but never dared to bring them to reality... and I can't imagine any boy would allow me to try this kind of games, I always thought anybody would be just disgusted, mark me as a pervy girl, fleeing me and getting me isolated by telling all others what a pery thing I am", she confessed.
"Seems you've found Mister Right now."
"Hey, Michael, I never thought you to be Mr. Right... we can't do this now... why don't we just forget the whole thing?"
I could feel I was getting angry by now. Time to take over control over the situation and over her, I thought.
"Listen. As I've said before, you ...

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