Wet Dreams University 170 Art of a Submissive Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM Anal BDSM Bondage Solo Toys Art Class)

“Cuming all over your screen with this sexual encounter..
Embracing her lips in a pose.  For the moment everything was running through Jax’s mind.  From the exquisite taste of her lips to the lust of wanting to sink further down. “Mmm, the passion of these two forbidden lovers” the art director spoke as if the narrator in some silent film.  She could sense the lust in Jax’s lips, the want in Jax’s body.  Her nipples where getting hard just from the anticipation of what was to cum next. 
The students shifted.  Each taking three steps to the right.  For a few nothing has changed butt for the rest this forbidden love exploded onto their canvas.  “Feel the passion, feel the naughtiness that these two feel for one another” the art director narrated constantly circling in a wide circle, constantly eyeing the prize.
Since this was Jax’s naughty idea she took the lead.  Her triple S’s smashed the double D’s that loomed below them.  The lust had not been crushed though for some the submissive role was perfectly deemed.  From the lust cuming from her loins to the wonderment radiating from her lips.  The only problem was she wanted to serve and be pined down so her body could climax simply by the breath of the aggressor. “You shall notice the lean muscle structure radiating from both.  None is stronger then the other!  Butt clearly one holds the others existence in the palm of her hands” the naughty narrating gave way for the shift.  “Focus students fore they shall never be in the same position again” the art director was now lecturing his students giving time for the next level of enticement that came next.
“What is she doing..” leaning back on one hand.  Even though in the crouched position Jax’s legs where wide open as she sank down.  “Please do..” closing her eyes as the first orgasm struck.  Without using her hands, at least on Jax, she had managed to get the lick on Jax’s cunt.  Even though this was supposed to be a silent pose Jax’s voice crackled out, “OooOoooOoooo..” trying her best to silence any more noise from the pose.  Butt the quaking had already begun.  The micro thrusts that Jax thought were unnoticed became stronger.  As each small thrust gave way for a bigger more moanful thrust until it was to late for the orgasm had curled around Jax’s pussy.  And it wanted her to do the most naughty of things.
“The lust that the sub is showing.  The dominance that the over cunt has over her is apparent.  Look at the grip she has on her tit, even her nipple is hard and yet it is not hard enough for the grip has smashed her nipple in between the knuckles of the grip” the art director commented.  “And the quiver, the quake that spawned from her eagerness to please her master..” still pacing in his wide circle.  Taking pause to pay homage to one students use of bright shocking colors to emphasize the orgasm. 
This long position did not do anything to dampen the lust that Jax had for the submissive.  With the shift though, dragging her legs up into a pile driver.  Locking her hands into a unique position as Jax’s heels lock in her wrists.  The look that came from her was one of sexual excitement butt what brought out the orgasmic side was the tongue to the pussy.  Hooking Jax’s upper lip over her sensitive clit.  Stretching her mouth just a little so that Jax could have fun while this position was being painted.  “No do..” did the submissive try to say something?  Oh what a damn pity if she did for it was time for the roles to be reversed. 
“The classic reversal, one position that has yet to be countered in our world.  Feel the passion for revenge, the passion for giving back the very thing that was given.  Orgasm!”  Was this his surprise or did he know what was cuming?  “Even with the aggressive masters cunt still dripping with lust she attacked the submissive’s very core and taking things one step further.. by going anal” the naughty narrator continued to taunt the pair. 
Rubbing pussy against pussy, clit vs clit, tonguing the others mouth, even as the nipples battled it out for  sexual gratification.  One spasmed just a quarter of a heartbeat away from the other.  Cum flooded from one cunt to the other as the tongue wrestling match was getting heated.  “I will get.. Ooo” shutting her eyes even tighter as a new orgasm arose from the pussy rubbing.  “Oh yea I already OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” the submissive broke fully.  No longer trying to escape from the unique prison that Jax had over her.  Giving into her ultimate greed as this orgasm was the big one, the one she always wanted time and time again.  The one that Jax had delivered once again butt the first for this day.
All my orgasms, Jax xoxoxo”
Clarissa licked A’drea’s nipples again, “So what do you think?  Is it good enough..” not noticing that A’drea had drifted down.  That is until the massive orgasmic rush claimed it’s next victim.  Locking Clarissa’s legs so even if she wanted to there was no escaping A’drea’s tongue.  “You get me so fucking wet reading my own sexual conduct with you. I will never let you..” A’drea’s tongue struck again sending violent orgasmic shockwaves from Clarissa’s turbulent pink sea of cum.

Wet Dreams University 169 Body Paint Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM Anal BDSM Bondage Solo Body Paint)

“Hi Jax (I’m just hoping I’m doing you right),
This is my dirty fantasy of sorts.. you see this all started when I responded to a want add in the school newspaper.  “Wanted One woman for art class, please show and I will choose if multiple climax occur!”  Yes I was desperate for sextons (and for sex).  So I went to art school, clean, properly showered with a close cropped double wide bush (two fingers right in the middle, fuck I want someone’s hand down there). 
“Thank you butt no” this hot art director said to a handful of girls who stood just before me.  Each of them had bigger tits then me, bald bush and a tight ass.  I turned to leave butt this hottie stopped me.  “I don’t know, Umm” as she looked me up and down.  Slapping my tit (38DD), “I just don’t.. butt she is wet” spinning me around so that everything was a blur.  “Mmm, I just don’t know either Lizzy” a strong hand stopped my spinning butt as my world came back into focus I found myself across his lap.  “Let me just (a hard spanking landed square on both of my butt cheeks) spank her to find out” Ed said with such enthusiasm.  Licking his palm after one spank, “Mmm, I would say yes butt” spinning me off to another.  A strong feminine hand stopped me dead on my tracks.  Running her hand down in between my legs, pulling hard on my pussy (I almost.. okay I came.. hard).  “This is what you spin me Ed” tasting her fingers.  “Mmm, I would say yes as well” sucking on her twin fingers till they disappeared down her throat.  Hearing the door slam shut, the deadbolt was thrown as the three now paced around me.  Each one stalking, each one with that I am going to fuck you so hard look on their face.  “Shall we begin” echoed a strong baritone voice.  The three said simultaneously, “Yes”.  Out of nowhere came three easels.  Each had a canvas big enough for two.  A sharp spank landed on my ass sending my white skin to am instant blush.  “First we shall start with a boy raping this girl” instructed the art director.  Reaching around her petite body, snagging a nipple even as his she was his to command.  Pressing her back against his chest, “You are mine” he growled into my ear.  Fuck I’m so fucking wet I can barely contain my orgasm.  “Somebody want to cum” snatching my hair and pulling till my neck was at a perfect ninety degree angle.  “We shall see Missy” who Missy was I don’t know butt..  Taking his cock (the longest I’ve ever fucking seen and burying it so far up my ass (you bastard that’s something I was saving for.. Oh no).  The only thing I had left was a violent thrust onto his cock.  My orgasm took me away to the tropical island state of Silk Stockings.  Butt the fact that he was raping my ass (so fucking hot.. and my ass too) he needed something as a counter measure.  Two finger, so fat made my pussy  feel like another cock was  invading it.  My climax was one of legends.  Soaking his fingers as he drug my spasming cunt forward from the base of his mighty cock right to the crown.  “Help.. help Mmm.. (closing my eyes for the fear of orgasms) help Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” holy shit if I was able to actually thrust my ass back on his cock, I would do it in a heartbeat..  “Heartbeat” listening for his thumping in his chest. 
Feeling his heart pounding in his chest.  “Rape him” boomed the baritone voice. What came over me I can not say butt going from my tippy toes to driving his cock so far in my ass I came hard.  “Now I’ll teach you how to bang a woman’s ass” sliding his cock to the crown then to the base in under a second flat.  Seeing the surprised look flash across his face, “Don’t ever look at me that way again” just touching his throat made me drag my asshole over his cock as I came once again (from both holes, fuck I didn’t think that was possible).  Somewhere in there the strong baritone voice said, “Paint her body!”  Or was it booty I can’t remember butt my clean cuming body was amiss as he grab ahold of my tits.  Using his strong hands to massage and paint my tits all at the same time.  Thrusting up with his cock, causing one more violent orgasm to cum cascading from my pussy as my ass tried to catch up.  “Ple.. p… Fuckkk Mmm.. fuck me so fucking har.. h..d Oh fuckkk yesssssssss..” rocking back and fourth as this final orgasm was all he needed to paint my clit and throat.  Oh fuck my body rebelled so hard, catching my orgasm just at it’s birth.  Stroking my clit till my pussy was a frothing mess while he pumped me (just like a pocket asshole).  By the time I came around my body was a wreck butt my pussy was on another planet high fiveing it up with my used asshole.. I must go play again this always gets me so dam horny!  oxoxox Your Painted Hottie xoxoxo”
“Why are you looking at me like that” A’drea was a scared by the way Clarissa was staring at her naked body.  “How much are finger paints..” kissing A’drea before she could recoil.

Wet Dreams University 168 Candy Cane Devil Dream Master (FF MF MFM MFF Anal BDSM Bondage Solo Molestation)

“Yes Angie, Cy and I (the memory of his cock banging her ass brought the need to cum to the fore front) are still a thing and yes A’drea and I (the thought of A’drea tongue fucking her pussy while Cy boned her backdoor made thinking a reality) are still.. Mmm (grabbing ahold of Angie’s shoulder as the orgasm gripped her insides) Ooooh fuckkk.. yesss” Clarissa shuttered as her cunt dripped cum down her leg.  The smell of cum had overpowered Angie’s senses, “Do you want to know the last time I was fucked (holding Clarissa by the throat with one hand, plunging fingers into the wet slit that had triggered this sex crazed movement) it has been two days, one more and I was gonna cum see you as I creamed all over your face” only sperated by a thin vail of air.  “And it’s happened..” Angie said as the vail disappeared between them.  Seizing ahold of Clarissa’s bottom lip with teeth.  Pulling it free from the other lip as her own lips molested the captured piece of meat.  Pressing her fingers into action, grating Clarissa’s clit as they where moving down to the wet hole.  “I am sick of you fucking everything butt me” breathing this only a half heartbeat before molesting Clarissa’s talking pussy.  Pouring over the upper lip, embracing it and everything that it stood for.  Tongue running over the top, along the lips and returning while tasting the inside of the tasty morsel.  The twin digits had found the soaked pie butt due to the increasing horniness two soon turned into four pressing against the forward wall of the tortured cunt.  “I want you to fuck me hard.. do you understand (squeezing of the neck just to bring on the next orgasm) my little slave” Angie sung in between exploring Clarissa’s mouth.  Only getting the nod was enough as Clarissa struck back.  Using her tongue as the opening thrust followed by the twin hands cupping Angie’s C cup tits.  The flip happened so fast butt to press Angie against the glass wall made Clarissa move her mouth.  “Ohh fuckkk yea.. suck my tit you..” Angie started to spout off butt this would take more of a rough touch to satisfy her cravings.  A smack to her cunt, “Not even wet” Clarissa growled placing her arm across Angie’s throat.  At the same time forcing four of her own fingers down Angie’s throat.  Ramming the four only so far down her throat, feeling the rejection butt holding as far down as Clarissa could get.  Letting Angie’s tit flop down as Clarissa spoke, “Coat my fingers so I can finger fuck your tight little pussy!”  Wiggling her fingers just to prove that Angie can be gagged.  The next move shocked even Clarissa.  Going from choking to gripping, moving from one wet hole to the next as her lips locked down on the dominates mouth.  Burying two of the four into Angie’s tight cunt, squeezing the C cup till the fingers almost touched.  The roughness did not stop there, the suction of Clarissa’s mouth as she dominated over the Dom’s tongue, the powerful swish as she tongue fucked her mouth.  Breaking the kiss, looking deep into her eyes, slapping the tit she just gripped.  “Ooooh fuckkk Mmm..” Angie spited.  As the two turned into four, “Did I say you could talk” whispered the candy cane devil.  Feeling Clarissa’s finger tracing around her asshole.  Wanting to say “Shove it in..” butt only getting as far as “OooOoooOoooo..”  “Happy Great Orgy” Clarissa said just before the most violent orgasmic buck slammed Angie’s hips.  “Fu.. Ooh fuckkk Mmm.. f..ck …  Ooooh yesss Mmm Mmmmmmmmm (as the arm started to choke her once more) ..uck Mmme OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Angie was no gusher butt the puddle under her feet would make people talk.  Pinching the unused nipple, “And you thought I would forget didn’t ya” Clarissa bragged knowing this was as close as possible to give Angie her Great Orgy present.  Wrangling her neck, “Fuck I wanted a orgasm butt fuckkk (just the memory of the most resent orgasm sparked another one)” laying her head on Clarissa’s shoulder while they walk to class.

The Confessional

Forgive me father, for I have sinned… It’s been four years since my last confession, and a lot has changed in my life, Father. When I last confessed, I was still a good girl – obeying the catechism, daily prayers, helping the needy and sick. But Father, I am weak, and a sinner. I sin nightly, in thought and in deed. I pleasure myself with sins of the flesh, Father. All the time. In bed, in the shower, at school…
Yes, at school. Two days ago I began thinking about my teacher as she lectured us on politics. She’s beautiful, Father. I know it’s a sin to think of a woman as I thought of her, but I couldn’t stop staring at her breasts, her hips. I began to picture her naked, Father. To imagine her slipping the straps of her bra off her shoulders, the curve of her bosom revealed as she tugs the cups away from her chest… The feel of her flesh under my fingernails as my hands roam her pretty white flesh. Father, is it a sin that I’m getting aroused as I confess this to you? Oh, I left her class with very damp panties, and I went straight to the loo and touched myself. I couldn’t help it – I’ve felt other girls’ faces down there before, and I imagined my pretty young teacher’s tongue stroking me, searching my womanhood as I sat there in the stall, my fingers caressing and prodding my silken wet kitty, Father. I imagined her licking me, rubbing her fingers in and out of my sex, and I had to bite my lower lip down just so no one would hear me when I came, Father. Do you think anyone saw me? Any of the other girls catching a peek of me with my skirt hiked up on my hips, my white cotton panties stretched between my knees, my fingers sliding in and out of my young womanhood? I felt so dirty, imagining her switching places with me, letting me kneel between her thighs, tasting her, my tongue rolling up and down her crack, Father. I could almost feel her hairs tickling my face as I loved her. I think she’s blonde down there too, Father. I’m almost certain of it. Father, I’m so very wet right now. I know you shouldn’t know of such things, but I have to tell them.
To whom do you confess, Father? Surely you have carnal thoughts. Do you fantasize about young girls touching your manhood, Father? About pretty, ruby red lips wrapping around the head of your untouched cock, suckling you? Oh, I enjoy that sin. The taste of a man’s sweat, his seed – the way he moans and trembles when I take him deep into my mouth and hold him there, my tongue caressing him, lips gliding wet and soft around and over his hard pole. Letting him hold my head down and thrusting his hips against my cheeks. Oh, and Father, when he fills my mouth with his spend, or coats my face with it… Surely such bliss cannot be a hell-worthy offense? Father, I adore it so. Every new man I taste, every flavor of skin, and sweat, and salt… Is it sinful that I have had my hand between my thighs as I confess, Father? And will I go to Hell? For imagining you sitting across this wall, sweating, trying so hard not to commit your own sins in God’s house? I know you are, Father. I can hear how hard you breathe. Are you pulling on your cock right now? Listening to me confess my darkest, most heinous desires, Father? I know you shouldn’t know of such things, but I have to tell them.
I can imagine you picturing my tight little bottom, striped red from your cane’s whacks, bounding and rebounding against your hips as you fuck me hard, my breasts crushed against the altar, my eyes upon the crucified Lord above us, our cries of agony and bliss echoing in the hall of God? Do it, Father – empty your seed in this whore. Fill her, use her, leave nothing left of value. FUCK me, your Grace. Finish me as I finish you – we share in the sin, Father…
Are you going to explode now? Will you finish for me? Father, I’m burning, my sex is scorched and soaking as I rub it – ohhhhh, the exquisiteness of it, oh Father here it comes…
Oh, your Grace… I heard you. I heard you trying so hard to fight it, and I heard you succumb. Did you finish inside your robes, Father? Is there a hot, sticky mess in your lap right now? I have soaked the bench, Father. Should I use my panties to clean it up? Use them to soak up all of my mess from the seat? Oh, Father, I tasted my fingers – my nectar is so sweet. I cannot possibly put these back on. They are coated in my sex, and everyone will be able to smell them as I walk past. Shall I leave them here on the bench? A token of our damnation? You may keep them, Father – I want you to use them to remember me when you next take yourself in hand and service Satan himself. No, Father, I need no penance, no absolution. Your grace cannot free me of this burden. I do not want to be saved of it. I’ll gladly go to Hell for this crime, Father – for my Heaven is at my fingertips…

Wet Dreams University 167 The Bonds Of Waking Dream Master (FF MF MFM MFF Anal BDSM Bondage Solo Toys)

“Good morning sweetness” came a feminine voice.  “Wakey wakey” came the purr again.  Hands caressing, gripping Clarissa’s booty.  The feeling of a tongue as it ran from the base of Clarissa’s neck down her spine.  Bowing her back as a pair of nipples gouged Clarissa’s ass.  “I want you so bad this morning” echoed in Clarissa’s head as her body shivered.  The kiss ending the long teasing trace right above her ass crack.  Trying to open her eyes butt blackness dominated her field of vision, trying to moan butt finding the ball gag still lodged between her teeth.  “Oh, you bad girl A’drea” whispered in her head.  “Don’t move.. she has got you right on the.. the … Ooooh” disobeying her consciousness seemed to be popular right now.  “Mmm Mmmmmmmmm” this first orgasm wasn’t for not.  The feel of bindings everywhere butt her hands, even as A’drea’s tongue focused on Clarissa’s weak spot.  “Did I mention how fucking turned on I get by all these ropes, the gag, the blindfold.. Ohh fuckkk I’m cuMmming” Clarissa’s hips jerked in agreement forcing A’drea’s tongue to dive deep in her wet snatch.  Clarissa’s breathing got short, her heart rate already doing laps from her loins to her throat.  The rush of air as A’drea flipped Clarissa over.  The nibble, the bites all perfect and light until they found there target.  The perfect way to get some pussy is to worship the tits not the other way around.  “You taste so sweet” came the coo.  Hand gripping Clarissa’s tit while the other hand spanked her cunt.  Teeth cuffing her nipple as the tongue tortured the nipple.  Twin fingers violating the turbulent pink ocean, Clarissa’s breathing getting very labored.  “Ooo OooOoooOoooo” roared out from the gagged mouth.  The release of the tit did not mean freedom.  Being suspended by the white cuff’s, by the suction of A’drea’s mouth as the gag was ripped from it’s moaning mess of a mouth.  “Oh yes suck my..” interrupted by a smack to the mouth.  Twin fingers looming above like a pair of cobra’s getting ready to strike.  Clarissa opening her mouth to moan one more time as they struck.  Greedily sucking them down, the taste of her own cum still coated them.  The next orgasm rolled through her body, intensified by A’drea’s twin digits locking down on her jaw.  Four fingers now gagged Clarissa’s mouth, each one pressing back to the back of her throat.  The gag worked as thick layer of spit coated each finger.  Going from mouth to pussy happened instantly butt that was the problem with only two fingers breaching her wet tight walls.  “Ooo Ooo.. (then the other two gaining entrance, not to her cunt butt to her weak spot) Ooooh fuckkk yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” blasted from Clarissa’s mouth as her back bowed up from the bed, hands seeking her own tits to further the orgasmic experience.  Pumping her pussy, pumping her ass, licking her clit.  Sucking, licking, biting where all happening even as her hips rocked like a rodeo.  Bucking, trembling, convulsing violently as Clarissa’s own hands balled up her tits, “Fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm..” she moaned trying to be as softly as possible butt the tone came out as a cum soaked woman desperate to finish her final orgasm.  A’drea did not judge.  Burying all four of her fingers, seizing Clarissa’s clit between her teeth as the tongue stripped down her clit.  Pealing each layer of skin back how ever gently even though the violent bucking still continued with Clarissa’s hips.  The suction still strong as A’drea pulled back stretching the delicate rose that was tormented by her tongue.  Kissing just below Clarissa’s tits.  Licking up as the tits parted, giving a little motor boating before kissing dead center of the cleavage.  “I think you (now Clarissa was sucking on the four tormenters that pumped her naughty zone) need a good morning..” ripping her hand from Clarissa’s mouth.  Shoving three of the four so deep in Clarissa’s wet slit.  Riding through the convulsions as Clarissa orgasmed, pressing their lips together in a deeply penetrating kiss.  Sucking on Clarissa’s bottom lip A’drea pulled back.  Cleaning her own fingers from Clarissa’s cum, “Good morning sweetness, dam how I missed your orgasms last night while I was fucking you with my strap on” A’drea whispered slowly removing the blindfold.

Story Time (playful Dom/Sub) [MF]

“Tell me a story” she said, rolling up against him and looking up with shining eyes, her full round curves pressing against him appealingly. “A story?” he asked, arching one eyebrow suggestively. 

“Yes,” she said, “It’s been ages”

This was one of their favorite games together in the long years of their partnership, and it always led to delightful results. 

“Let’s see,” he said, scooting back a bit in the large bed they shared and bracing himself against the pillow, so that she could rest her head against his chest while curling herself against him. “How about … *The Disobedient Princess?*” 

She wiggled ever so slightly in anticipation. “That sounds delightful!” She exclaimed. “In what ways was she disobedient?”

He settled in – “Long ago, there was a kingdom, and in that kingdom was a Princess – a buxom and promising young woman, who, upon reaching the flower of womanhood, succumbed to the grip of perverse thoughts that seemed to know no bounds… and try as they might, her instructors and advisors could not contain her disgraceful behaviors!” 

This was greeted by a surprised “oh!” from his rapt wife. “…what kind of behaviors?” 

Naughty Bridal party part 08

Going down the stairs, Will went back to the party. He tapped Malena’s two cousins, Jeremy and Jeff, and told them that Malena was hot and horny for a DP, and they eagerly headed for the stairs. His sister Billie appeared by his side, took his arm, and led him away from the party. Just down the hallway was one of the many bathrooms. She opened the door, deserted, perfect, she pulled him in, locked the door and they were quickly in a heated embrace, mouths clinging together, tongues dueling wildly with each other. Billie moaned deep in her throat, and she reached under her skirt and shoved her blue lace panties down until they dropped of their own accord.

She broke the kiss, and purred, “Feel me Will, feel my cunt, feel how hot and juicy I am for you.”

Will quickly did so, and he felt a rush of juices as his two fingers plunged between her thighs, Billie let out a moan of pleasure as he finger fucked her. Will felt her hand unzip his trousers, Billie’s warm hand reaching in and feeling up his rapidly stiffening cock, curling around his rod. He pulled his fingers out, and looking into Billie’s eyes he shoved them into his mouth, sucking and licking his fingers clean, the spicy taste making him as hard as he’d ever been.

My hot sister in law and family vacation part 5

Thursday finally came and after work Sally and I drove the few hours to the mountains. We arrived around 4pm. Sandy and frank were already gone to dinner with his work. We checked out the cabin and pool and decided to order in and take it easy tonight.

We ordered some food to be delivered and I took a swim while Sally read by the pool. She typically read some smutty books anytime we traveled without the kids. I didn’t mind at all as the books typically worked her up to where the sex was extra hot and aggressive.

She laid by the pool while I did some laps. Once she rolled over on her stomach to get some sun on her back I stopped to the view. Sally’s ass was great and one of her best features. It wasn’t as good as Sandy’s as hers was one of those once in a life time bootys but still hot. She noticed me staring and lifted her feet and bent her legs so they were folded up to her butt and spread her legs. I could see the wet spot that had formed in her bikini and was clinging the material to her pussy. This book must have been pretty good for her to tease me that way. I enjoyed the view for a moment and resumed swimming. I knew if I let her keep reading and working herself up it would be much better for me in the end.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Sharing Becomes Cheating [MF/M] [Reluctance] [Voyeur] [Oral] [Forced Cuckold] [Taunting] [Rough] [Cream Pie]

Ever since she could remember in their relationship Ellen’s husband John had dropped hints at the idea of them engaging in a group experience within their bedroom. In their younger years, she had entertained the idea from time to time, but ultimately felt it would change things too much in its aftermath. He was never really specific as to what he had in mind, she always assumed it was a threesome situation involving another woman. It would make sense as it’s likely the most common fantasy men harbor.

One random Tuesday evening relaxing after dinner, he brought it up again. They were able to speak freely about it keeping dialogue open to specifics, the kids were out with friends for a while so time allowed real conversation about details. She was shocked to learn the scene he was favoring actually involved him observing her with another man.

She immediately shot it down, which inspired his protest.

“Hear me out.” he pleaded.

“I’m just wanting to satisfy a voyeuristic angle.”

“Look at you!” He exclaimed.

My Classmate Megan

I walk into detention and see Megan in the room. She bends over to put her backpack down.

I slowly close the door behind me.
She turns around and sees me. “Hey.”
“Hey.”

“How did you get detention,” I asked.
“I slapped a creep for being rude. I’m wondering how on earth you managed to get detention.”

“I got caught skipping class.”
“Ah, so your a bad boy now huh?”

She turns around and bends over to tie her shoes.
I can’t help but to stare at her, her juicy ass in her leggings poking out.

She turns around and catches me staring.
She giggles, “I’ve noticed you staring at it quite a lot. I don’t blame you, all the guys do.”
She sways her ass side to side. “Well, what do you think?”

“I think its amazing,” I reply.

“You wanna feel it?” she asks. She turns around and starts playing with her ass, jiggling it up and down with her fingers.

“You serious? Who would turn that down,” I say as I excitedly walk over.