1. How I got a serious onepiece swimsuit fetish pt2


    Date: 1/15/2016, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Author: sneaky_31, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    t-shirt. I hung each of these on the hook on the inside of the stall door, except my shoes, these I hid behind the toilet. Now totally naked in a school bathroom for the first time, I indulged in a fast but satisfying masturbation session. I started flipping my semi hard cock between my stomach and my balls. Whipping my cock up to my stomach with one finger made a loud smack sound, then letting it fall between my balls makes a much quieter, but more satisfying smack. I still use this as a way to get hard fast if I am in a hurry and not worried about the noise. It only took seconds to become hard enough to stroke with my full hand and I was happily pulling off and getting ready to put on the pink swimsuit when the door to the hall opened with a slight squeak. I instantly lifted my feet from the floor and placed them against the door of the stall. The socks on my feet holding the door closed were the only clothing I was wearing and being caught like this would be the end of my social life at school. Nobody came into the bathroom for about five seconds and then two pairs of sneaker wearing feet entered. I swear this is true... after standing by the door for a few seconds, both pairs of feet entered the stall two doors over from mine and the bodies they were attached to began having what seemed like very noisy sex in the silent bathroom. (No moaning or even a word spoken between them. This must have been a regular thing for them.) While I cannot prove it, I was certain they were ...
    both guys in there, and guys having gay sex that close to me made me both hard as a rock and reckless as hell. Everyone in that bathroom was up to something they should not be, (by the school rules anyway) and I wanted to get off as bad as these guys did. Dropping my feet to the floor, I pulled the pink one piece from the pocket of my jeans hanging from the hook on the stall door and silently slipped it on. It was way too small for me and the straps bit into my shoulders, but at the same time the butt of the suit went into my ass crack a bit and I felt it compressing my ass cheeks together. My cock and balls felt like they were trying to press through my stomach, and the dolphin printed across the chest of my new suit had stretched out even more than my dick had. I kind of liked that, my chest was so broad and deep it stretched the chest of the suit out as much as my cock and balls stretched the crotch. Judging by the size, this suit had probably belonged to a girl about my age before it was lost. How could this fit over a pair of budding tits? All the girls in my year were out of training bras at this point. The suit was also lined only in the chest and crotch, kind of like a bra and panties sewn into the swimsuit. This meant my balls and the base of my cock were an indistinct bulge, but the upper half of my cock and my dickhead were even more clearly defined by the ultra tight spandex than my moms swimsuits could do. I could see all the veins on the end of my dick and even ...
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