AFTER SCHOOL I CUM FROM FANTASY WITH MY TEACHER – DELUXEGIRL
Title: After School Masturbation: Fantasy Fulfillment with Deluxegirl
Excitement mounted as I made my way home from another tedious day at Deluxegirl Academy. I had always been an average student, my interests lying more in imagining forbidden affairs with my voluptuous teachers than actually learning. But today, a newfound lust consumed me. Tossing my school bag onto my bed, I flopped down, ripping open my pants and eagerly massaging my cock through my underwear.
Unable to control my urges any longer, I thought back to my favorite teacher, Deluxegirl. Oh, how I lusted for her plump rear end barely contained by her tight skirts. Her wavy hair swung seductively with each step. I pictured her classroom, the location of many of my naughtiest fantasies.
Pushing my undergarments aside, I began pumping my shaft, slick with pre-cum. I tossed my head back, grunting as I quickened my pace. My balls tightened, signaling an intense climax nearing. Gritting my teeth, I fisted my throbbing member with urgency.
Yes! Deluxegirl’s sexy curves flashed through my mind’s eye. I imagined her leaning over her desk, skirt hiked up over her perfect ass, hair tossed to the side. “You’ve been a naughty boy!” she’d coo, positioning her dripping snatch in clear view.
She’d look over her shoulder, those sexy eyes assessing me hungrily. “If you’re going to disobey, you deserve a proper punishment, don’t you?” Her voice faltered, routine forgotten when she noticed my rigid cock tenting my pants. “Well, well. What do we have here?”
I’d be unable to speak, frozen in place by her commands and the intensity of my lust. She’d saunter over, hips swaying, and fall to her knees. “Let me take care of this for you, handsome.” She’d take my shaft in one hand, stroking firmly, while the other pushed her skirt up, revealing her hairy mound, glistening with arousal.
“Mmm, so ripe and ready for me,” she’d purr, running her fingers through the thick patch of curly hair. Gradually, she’d sink down on me, gasping with pleasure as I stretched her. Placing her hands on my chest for leverage, she’d begin to bob up and down on my dick.
My own hand movements reflected Deluxegirl’s rhythm in my mind. Moans escaped me as I pictured riding her wet heat, slamming into her willing cunt again and again. She’d writhe and cry out, urging me to “fuck that cock hungry cunt!”
Pressure built inside me as my climax loomed ever closer. I panted and twisted, chasing the edge of sweet oblivion. Animalistic grunts escaped me, my hand never relenting its merciless grip. “I’m cumming!” I’d cry as I envisioned holding Deluxegirl’s shaking body tight as I seed paints her insides.
I erupted with a guttural roar, thick ropes of cum shooting from my jerking cock. I kept pumping as I came down, shuddering through the aftershocks. A Priapic smile spread across my face as I gazed down at the mess I’d made, satiated but still yearning to fulfill my Deluxegirl fantasy. Picking up my phone, I idly scroll through the video’s Likes and Comments, basking in the thrill of my naughty thoughts being seen and celebrated. Deluxegirl fantasies would have to sustain me until I could satisfy my real cravings.
