1. Ms. Aldritch Bullies Tim in Class


    Date: 12/3/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cruelty, Female Domination, Humiliation, Author: Hunter Gould, Source: sexstories.com

    Tim had been watching his mother masturbate once a week for some months now on Sunday evenings. After the family was in bed, Mom would take some quiet -time on the sofa and often she would use this time to relax with an orgasm. Mom was very lady-like. She could get close to cumming without even touching herself as she read a gossip magazine or watched television. When she did go in with her fingers, you knew she was very close to bliss. Her private moves ran through his young brain all day long, even while he was at school. When he tried to imagine other females pleasuring themselves, they always did it the way Mom did it, a little bump and grind with the hips, a lot of ankle crossing, and quiet sighs of passion. The teen had even become accustomed to the scent and taste of his mother’s love. He had begun going to his Mommy’s dirty clothes basket in the last couple of weeks and playing with himself to climax over her bathtub after licking the spot on the soiled panties right where Mom’s Sunday climax met the fabric. And once, feeling bold, Tim put his dick into his mother’s bath towel and finished himself into the fuzzy white fur while imagining her rubbing his ejaculated jizz all over her steamy, hot body right out of a shower, maybe she would even rub some onto her pussy. Not too long after this, Tim was at school wasting taxpayer dollars by fervently masturbating as he watched the generous ass of Ms. Aldritch, the tall, fit, twenty-something teacher with lustrous black ...
    hair. The teacher’s skirt clung to her body as she pointed to algebra equations on the board and you could just imagine your cock pressed up against her sculpted butt cheeks as your hands reached around and had their way on her breasts and pussy. At least that’s what Tim was imaging anyway. Lost In his new-found lust, this lady didn’t even have a voice as far as he was concerned, he would come to her class if she did nothing but stand and point. The teacher was a focal point of the boy’s day and he regularly took thoughts of her and whatever outfit she wore to bed with him at night. He liked it when she didn’t wear a bra under her white blouse, and also when she sat on a stool in front of him. One time he saw pink panties way far up her shapely legs. Being in the front row, nothing about the statuesque brunette escaped his gaze, and he had no skills at all to hide this fact. The pretty teacher with the hard green eyes had noticed the boy in her algebra class who had been beating himself off all month, almost looking her in the eye while he did different things to himself; pressing his balls with the math book or working the heel of his hand in there while pretending to follow along. He never answered a question aloud, always had a goddamn hand into his pocket, or down beneath his pants, quickly, furtively, adjusting his cock, fussing with himself, moving his legs back and forth, all kinds of dirty, masturbatory things. Once she was sure she had seen him moved sideways so his ...
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