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I woke up, my cock hard. I pull my cock thinking of fucking my maths teacher, Ms White every morning when I woke up. At that blowjob age, I didn't know really what I was doing when I pulled my cock, I had no idea why I did it, what drove me to do it and I certainly had no idea that every male in the world did it as soon as they could pull their cock and they were pulling themselves as offer tits as they could. I was so naive that I thought I discovered this new past time myself, I thought I was the only one who did it and didn't want to be caught as I had no way to explain what I was doing. Ms White was old, but then at my age everyone older, was OLD. She always wore tight black skirts and a white top, and she always had one too many buttons opened. When she bent down at your desk to check your answers, her full rack was Brunette on show. She knew that all the boys stared at her, she even knew that some of the girls lusted after big her too. I am sure she loved the thought of all these young boys banging away at their cocks every night and every morning thinking of her. Sometimes when I would get home from school, I would go to me room, get into bed and pull my cock thinking of Ms White. My mom would ask if I was ok? But I would just tell her I was tired because of a busy day, but the truth was I was playing with my cock. I would fantasies about things like Ms White keeping me in for detention, or Ms White giving me a lift home the long way, or Ms White asking me to go to her house to fix something, in all the story lines we would end up in bed, on her sofa, on her desk in class or on her back seat fucking me. She must have made oceans of cum flow down plug holes or in beds, from all the guys wanking to visions of her through the years. Everything about her screamed sex to a young boy like me, her perfume was sexy, her legs, her shoes, everything about her was sexy. Obviously the lads in class never spoke to each other about what we did and like I said earlier, I thought I invited the art of wanking, I never even knew it had a name or a title, but when you are a boy it is the most enjoyable thing to do. I finished off just as my mom walked into the room. "Mom.... you really have to start knocking on the door" "Why? What would you be doing?" She asked trying to embarrass me. "The school just called, you are off today, so no need to be getting up, but when you are up, I need you to cut that grass" Oh fuck, I thought to myself, the lawnmower is still over in Mr Byrnes house. I wasn't planning to visit him today. Every time he sees me he wants to pull down my trousers and fuck my ass, yes he pays me and I made good money from him and is pal, but I really needed to give my ass time to heal after the last hammering it got from Mr Byrne and his friend, plus my mouth was sore and the only taste I had on my mouth was their cum and piss. Mom smiled and said " see you later love, have a great exciting day, bye for now" I heard her about to close the front door when she screamed up to me "don't forget that back grass son" Then "bang" as the front door closed. Chapter two: I knew there was a key to the back door of Byrne's house, so I could get into the house without having to alert or wake him, but then the mower could be in the shed anal and I don't know if it is locked or where the fucken key is?. "Fuck it, let me pull my cock again" I thought to myself, "I will deal with the lawnmower later" Masturbation is a great problem solver, you just drift into another world and think about who you would love to fuck. I enjoyed wanking thinking about Ms White the most, sometimes the girls in my class and never about the boys, but the thought of having to go to old Byrnes house was getting in the way of me cumming again. "Fuck this I better get up", I said to myself". CW and themes: fantasy, predicament play, horror, magic, peril, transformation, lesbian, temperature play, ice, sybian, melting, oral I could do such wicked things. She truly was my evil doppelganger. Your sheets looked clean so I left them." Something big was going to happen. “You can eat your breakfast, young lady.” "No I think big it is better if I talk from the top of my head. A minute or so anal of this, and my cock needed attention again. Sammy squeezed their tits, felt their legs, and stuck her fingers in their pussies and assholes. Craig kissed her deeply, while his hands tits cradled her much coveted nipples and surrounding incredibly soft boobs. “Once I get a fist into you you’ll get a taste of what the knot is like,” Beth said, putting all five of her fingers together and pressing them into me. “Tight little twat like yours is gonna need some stretching beforehand each time but you’ll Brunette still beg for doggie cock. She bucked and shuddered on the floor as her pussy juices gushed from her twat. “I'm blowjob sure that you don't want to hear all about my fucked up family shit.” She said. He could feel his muscles aching with the effort, but it was such a perfect sensation. He then put his arm around me and we just laid there spooning. By that I mean we ignored each other totally on the drive to our grandmother’s house.