1. The Vice Principal


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Boy, Female Domination, Masturbation, Older Female / Males, School, Author: Occulent, Rating: 81.1, Source: sexstories.com

    certainly spiced up boring classes, and it added an immeadiacy to my worship of Ms Antonidis. "Miss, can I go to the bathroom?" I asked. "Yes Williamson, off you go!" she responded, and then turned back to writing on the board. I stood up and left the class room. Walking down the hall I became even more excited, passing teachers and other students, knowing that I was going to go and beat off in the toilets. It felt dirty to have such a secret, and I liked that. I got the end of the hall and was about to walk into the student toilets when I saw that they were out of order. I couldn't see what was going on inside but there was a sign on the door. I was getting a little worried: my cock, which was quite thick, was difficult to hide, and I needed to get to a cubicle. I looked around, and across the way I saw the staff toilet door. I looked around, and, not seeing any teachers around, I went in. Inside were two cubicles, and a wash basin. I entered the far cubicle and closed the door. The cubicle was clean, unlike the student toilets, although the panel in between the cubicles was damaged somewhat. At certain angles I could see through into the next cubicle. "No biggie," I thought - I was in a hurry to come and get back to class. I put both toilet seats down, and sat on the lid. I undid my pants and pulled down my underpants, to reveal my cock. Coming into the bathroom had been a bit stressful, and my erection had gone down. My cock lay sideways, fat and long over my thigh like a ...
    beached whale. As I watched it, it started to pump itself up like a balloon, up and down, up and down, until in a minute it was standing at full attention. My cock is long, thick, very dark, and it has a slight bend in it. When I am really horny the veins stand out as if they are worms, and, sitting in the teachers toilets about to stroke my meat, the veins were glistening with anticipation. I took my left hand, and wrapped it around the top half of my shaft. My head still stuck out the top, flaring and pulsing as some precum oozed down and pooled on my balls. I languidly started to stroke, enjoying the feeling of each slow movement up and down. I watched as the skin pulled taught on the down strokes, and felt my balls lift on the up strokes. I thought of Ms Antonidis standing with her back to me, pulling her jeans down, reveavling her tight heart shaped ass. She would step back wards towards me, and slowly begin to sit down on my desparate throbbing pole. As her heavenly ass decended, her cunt would spread more and more to accomodate my girth. She would then she sliding downwards, seemingly endlessly, more and more, until her ass was on my lap, me totally inside her. As she touched down, she would let out a sigh and gently revolve her hips, as if to get more comfortable, and this would coincide with me pulling my shaft down slowly very firmly. This image was too much for me, and I grunted and spasmed as I felt a huge wave of pleasure wash up my body, and my twitching member ...
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