She decides to be bold and reciprocate a bit.

A phrase she's heard her mom use a few times suddenly swims through Nat's head: "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em." She bites her lip uncertainly. Could I...?

The next time a passing boy leans over and pinches her ass, Nat says "Hey!" And then, not letting herself think about it too much, she darts her hand out and pinches him right back. The firm, yielding flesh of his buttcheek feels odd in her hand, and he startles slightly as she pinches him - then he laughs.

"All right, not bad," he says with a chuckle. Several people showering nearby have seen him jump, and a few of them laugh as well as he winks and heads off to his own showerhead.

For a few moments Nat thinks this move has gotten her enough respect to not be subjected to more groping, but then another boy pinches her thigh. She smacks his ass right back, and he whoops, grinning, and gives her a high-five as he moves on. When a third boy grabs her breast and gives it a playful squeeze, she flicks some water in his face and pinches his nipple in turn. Each time, there's a part of Nat that fears that she's going to cross some kind of line, do something that it's only acceptable for boys to do to girls and not vice-verse, but each time the people around her just laugh and grin, and she relaxes more and more. There's no real hostility in these interactions - and not much real intent to fuck, either. The boys who are groping her so casually generally move on without pausing, either just to shower or - for the ones who are actually hard - to either a red-banded girlfriend or into the corners of the room, where they push more cowed-looking greenbands into servicing their cocks. Maybe...maybe doing this is getting me the respect I need to stay safe, Nat thinks, surprised. Making me one of the guys? This is actually kind of...fun.

Just as she thinks that, though, she feels hands on her hips. This is different from the others - not a passing, light touch, but firm, broad hands holding her. She can feel the young man behind her, mere inches away, electricity tingling between them. The tip of his hard cock brushes her back and she gasps slightly as he runs his dark-skinned hands lightly up and down her sides, grazing her belly and ribs.

"Seems like you're enjoying yourself," he says in a husky baritone. "Care to make it a duet?"

Nat {if Sluttery > 59}gasps, pussy clenching in want as his hand grazes her breast{elseif Sluttery > 39}bites her lip, feeling her cunt throb with desire{elseif Sluttery > 19}shivers, torn between a slippery desire pooling between her legs and her common sense{else}shivers. I don't want that...or do I? She hesitates{endif}. {if Virgin=True}I guess I wouldn't...have to go all the way with him. {if Sluttery > 39}But he feels...big...and I kind of...want to...{endif}{endif}