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  • I shook it. “The pill I took? The one that turned me into a slut? That made me so horny I stopped caring?” “It's just a sugar pill,” she said. “It did nothing to you.” My jaw dropped. The room spun. I grabbed her arm for support as teacher the impact of her words struck me. The blood rushed to my brain and then this boiling darkness hit me. Sounds retreat as I felt myself falling and... To be continued... As much as we try fucked to deny anal it, we’d be lying if we said we have not had any sexual fantasies. Being young, we tend to get horny and sexually frustrated just thinking about anything that turns us on. And this applies to me too. I don’t know if this is normal but I know one thing for sure, everyone masturbates. At least once in your life even for the most innocent and purest of souls out there. As for me, it has become almost a need for me to touch myself every night. Sometimes, in the afternoons too. Basically any chance I get, I do it. I am in college at the moment and having to share a room with another being.. well, gotta admit, it drives me nuts for not touching myself for so long. It has gotten to the point where the urge to masturbate gets so high that I can actually feel by pussy aching. Begging to be touched, rubbed or even make the slightest bit of contact. Nevertheless, I gotta hold it in. There’s something about attending classes and sitting in the lecture hall or in my dorm room surrounded by other people who are completely oblivious as to how my enlarged clit is pulsating underneath all my clothes that makes me feel much more hornier if it was even possible. So, whenever I come home, I get to release all the pent up sexual frustration by playing with myself at least twice a day. The thing is sucked at home, I don’t wear a bra. Only a pair of shorts and an oversized tee. This makes it easier for my protruding nipples to be seen clearly regardless of the type of top I wear. As long as I don’t wear a bra, my nipples can be seen just as clear as day. It is only my stepdad, my older brothers and I at home but they’re mostly working so I don’t have a problem going braless at home and even if they are home, I still let my handful boobs be free and something tells me that they know their 18 year old sister and stepdaughter doesn’t wear a cheerleader bra at home. Clearly, I don’t care about the audience. Its just the fact that my nipples would ever so lightly brush against the fabric of my top at any movement that makes me feel good. Or the chances of me simply sliding my hands underneath my tee anytime at all and being able to grope and squeeze my boobs immediately. Now that you know the basics, let’s skip to the part where I explore several sexual fetishes and urges of mine. Regardless of the number of times I feel horny in a day, I do take my school work seriously and try to refrain from touching myself until I get my work done. Which helped him open up. We thought we were satisfying the fantasy of the Aurora chick. If that got fucked wet, she might as well be nude. “David, that’s a sweet offer, but an old gal like me would anal only cause havoc and dismay, me hanging out with all of the young people,” she tries to rationalize. I got a stupid call from a sucked stupid parent on Friday afternoon and then my stupid administrator sided with the parent. Earth is not malleable enough to safely meld with the human body. My head darted around, looking past all the writhing students and professors to find my Candice. For a second, Casey dared to hope. I was almost too excited to sleep that night. Emma moans as her pussy throbs and squeeze Troy’s cock tight. She tried to disengage from the images, tried to make her pussy teacher dry and unwilling. Hell, who am I to judge. She enjoyed the feel of his cock, and bent down to take him into her cheerleader mouth. I had to jizz all over her face.
  • “An hour?” Jess exclaimed, suddenly looking very shocked “you’ve been waiting for us for an hour?” “More than an hour, lovely” the waitress said sternly as Jess looked back at me I nodded with a shrug. “Oh, I’m so sorry” Jess said, still sounding genuine, “It was my fault, I took too long with my make up.” Again, not a hint of deception or deceit. Maybe it was in my head, maybe those two big assholes who had backed Jack into a corner had set me off and I had imagined the rest. Now I thought about it, nothing else had bothered me about her for the rest of the night. I decided to put the issue out of my mind and enjoy the rest of my evening with these two lovely – albeit very apologetic – ladies. “Don’t be upset with us” Rachael pleaded reaching over and taking my hand. I glanced up at the waitress and matched her playful smile. The girls noticed at the same time and both started laughing, nervously at first but quickly becoming more relaxed. “Take some advice from an old woman, dearies...” the waitress said, “never leave a good man waiting.” “Oh, this is definitely a good man” Rachael answered quickly, drawing a bigger smile from sucked the waitress, enthusiastic nods from Jess and a blush from me. They all giggled at my expense. Eventually we all composed ourselves enough for the waitress to take or order; I chose the double burger stacked with bacon and cheese, Rachael ordered the hot dog to the amusement of Jess, who in turn ordered the chicken salad and shakes all round. The conversation flowed easily, my reservations about Jess being pushed further into the recesses of my mind with each passing minute. Before long, the conversation turned to the game due to take place in a few hours. “So how good are you?” Jess asked. “At what?” I answered back before sipping my shake. “At this whole ‘reading people’ thing you do?” “yeah, I wanted to know that as well” Rachael interrupted, “You saw straight through those guys at last week’s game as if they were holding up signs” I shrugged as I swallowed another mouthful. “I don’t know, I just seem to see things. I notice the small details that people overlook. Plus 3 years in university studying exactly how and why people’s body language and eyes are effected by emotion and it becomes easy to read them.” It was a very simplified answer but I hoped it would satisfy their curiosity without having to get into the boring science behind it. “Show us.” Jess said after a long pause, sitting upright and looking at me intently, Rachael was nodding enthusiastically. “How?” I asked, not sure how to comply with her request. “Read me.” Rachael answered quickly. It would have been fairly simple to read Rachael, I could have told her about her internal teacher conflict about what she wanted with me, for example. But I thought better of it. “It doesn’t really work like that” I answered truthfully, “There has to either be a lot of observation over time, like with the pair of you. Or there has to be an emotional stake involved.” They both looked at me confused. “Okay, cheerleader let me put it like fucked this” I turned to Rachael, “I bet I can tell you what colour underwear you are wearing…” anal “oh, I’m not wearing any” she blurted out, Jess and I both burst into laughter. “Oh, I’ve really gotta stop doing that” she added quietly. “And then I open my pussy for my husband like this.” When Rebecca said this she reached in between her legs and inserted two fingers from each hand knuckle deep into her pussy. Prestira? sucked My bottoms slid down so low that my butt crack was visible and one millimetre more and my front slit would have been visible. “Yep,” Ashley said. I ran round to drivers side collapsed the umbrella and tossed it on back seat getting in ' A shower hum only if you will join me' stuck my tongue out at her... We used too much time backtracking, and there was no way in hell we would be able to make it home before the weather turned to shit. After we broke our anal long cuddle, i could finally see who was barking that loud. Teresa rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers and I blacked out. “Take that cheerleader dick bitch”, he said to me. I couldn’t even focus on the cock I was sucking anymore. Her eyes were wide open “no but I’d love teacher to suck it and swallow all the cum”. Her parents looked around the house. Just the way I like them. Once fucked all the students and the pudgy male gym teacher are naked, Jake continues, "Girls, bend over those bleachers over there.