Hot Bhabhi Fucks The Shopkeeper In His Sex Shop
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Note : This story is completely fictional!
My plan was working out great. I was going to fuck an entire classroom full of guys - and the teacher too!
My parents moved to this mid-sized town in Ohio at the beginning of my freshman year in high school and put me in this small private school. I had become very rebellious since then. I couldn’t believe they moved me from all my friends in Cincinnati to be here! I started sleeping with anyone I could – boys AND girls.
Today, I am mid-way through my junior year, and I just turned 17. I decided that the only thing I hadn’t done sexually was have more than one guy at a time, so it was time to put my plan into motion.
I was kind of a tom-boy, and took an interest in anything the guys did. I had shop class last period of the day. I was the only girl in the class. The door was one of those really heavy doors and it only had a small window near the top and it was a two-way mirror. When you were in the hall, all you could see was your reflection, but you could see the hall from the classroom.
All eyes were on me when I walked in that day. All the guys in the school wanted me, teachers included. I brushed my light brown hair over my shoulder and played with the slight curl at the end. I walked passed the first table and winked at the two boys sitting there. One of them licked his top lip and winked back.
I strolled to my seat, making sure the skirt to my uniform was hanging over the back of my stool. I always wear thong panties so the stool was a little cold on my butt. I let out a little yelp.
“Is there a problem Erica,” Mr. Winters asked me.
I smiled provocatively at him and replied, “No problem, sir. Nothing a little friction can’t help.” All the boys started to chuckle and mumble under their breath. I saw Mr. Winters’ pants stir and he went behind his desk.
Mr. Winters cleared his throat. “Okay class,” he said as the bell rang. “Let’s get started by reviewing last week’s lecture. Who wants to give a summary?” I raised my hand. “Good, Erica. Please come to the front of the class and present yourself...I mean your notes.” The boys all chuckled again. This was working out better than I had planned.
I lifted myself off my stool, giving the boys behind me a nice look at my panties. I hopped down and walked to the front of the room, swaying a bit more than usual. I sat down on Mr. Winters’ desk with my back to him, crossing my legs dramatically. I guess that’s one good thing about having to wear these damned skirts. I had all the boys on the edge of their seats.
“Last week, Mr. Winters told us about filing,” I started. I went into details about how and when to use a file, making care to accentuate the parts about rubbing it back and forth on the wood to make a groove. The boys were wiggling on their seats. I could tell most of them had hard-ons. The thought made my pussy start dripping. I finished my review, uncrossing my legs and showing the boys my wet panties.
Jason raised his hand and asked to be excused as I walked back to my seat. I knew he wanted to go jack off. I stopped next to his seat and bent down to whisper in his ear. “You might want to stay,” I said. “The show is just getting started.” I nibbled a little, hearing him grunt a little. I figured he didn’t need to go any more because he just exploded in his pants. Virgin boys are so fun to tease! He told Mr. Winters to never mind his request.
Mr. Winters was still sitting behind his desk. He asked Adam to come get a stack of papers from his desk. That big prick of his must still be hard. Adam went to every desk and handed out our weekly test. He came to me, placed my paper down and brushed his hand against my C cup breast. I let out a very soft moan, just for him. I could see the tent being pitched in his pants too.
Everyone started the test. I made up a stupid question to ask and walked to the front of the room. I bent over, showing Mr. Winters my cleavage, and whispered my question in his ear. He quietly answered me. I thanked him and reached my hand under the desk to squeeze his cock. My God! It had to be huge, judging by the size of his bulge. He jumped a little.
I walked back to my seat and unbuttoned two buttons on my blouse, so now I had three open. My tits were starting to push their way out of the blouse a bit. The boy at my table saw this. He couldn’t concentrate on his test. I don’t think anyone could. I was getting so HOT; I didn’t know how much longer I could keep this up.
I leaned over to the boy at my table and asked if I turned him on. He nodded, looking almost stupid. I told him to go lock the door. We were able to lock our door because of the use of power tools. He got up. Mr. Winters knew what he was doing so he didn’t say a word.
I walked back to the front of the classroom. “Okay,” I said. “I can’t take this any more. I get so hot being in this class every day full of sexy boys, I just have to do this.” Every eye was on me, including Mr. Winters. They all had stupid grins on their faces. They were waiting to see what I was going to do.
Slowly, I finished unbuttoning my blouse, showing off my beautiful tits covered by a lacy white bra. I reached around and unzipped my blue and green plaid skirt, letting it fall to the floor. They were starting to moan a little. I unclasped my bra and let it slide down my arms, joining my skirt on the floor. I was now standing in front of them with my soaking wet thong on and nothing else.
“Come on, Erica,” I heard. “Take it off slut,” someone else said. “I want to see your pussy baby,” Jason said that one.
Mr. Winters hadn’t said anything until now. He came around his desk with his huge bulge and stood behind me. He looped his thumbs in the sides of my panties and said, “Let me help you darling.” He slid them down my thighs. I shuddered with pleasure.
I was now exposed to the class of boys and my teacher. What next? I didn’t have to wonder long. I heard zippers all through the room. These boys were freeing their cocks.
I felt hot meat against my ass cheeks. Mr. Winters had released his monster. I had to see it. I turned around and dropped to my knees. It was at least 8 inches, but average width. Very nice.
“Suck it slut,” he said. The rest of the class was egging me on too. I took the head in my mouth, sticking my tongue in his piss slit. He moaned. I engulfed the rest of it, tasting slight sweat. As soon as I got started, I had cocks pointed at my face. I reached out and grabbed two as I was sucking. All the others grabbed their own and started stroking themselves. I thought I saw two of the boys stroking each other, but couldn’t pay attention to that.
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I really liked that shop. This big department store-like seven-storybuilding in the middle of Tokyo had always had a magic appeal to me.Already some years ago, when I had been on an internet in Tokyo before,I was regularly on my pilgrimage to "Tokyu Hands". In the middle ofthe building always had been the metal department. A lot of things tostimulate your fantasy. And a lot of things you had to pay a fortunefor in an online-sex-shop.That I liked bondage, especially when steel was involved, was...
TRUE STORY. My mom is a very simple, attractive, tall, 38 year old women who works at the college i attend as a teacher aid. In terms of sexual appeal, she has large breasts, and she often goes to the gym. In terms of what's going on in this story, we have to attend my aunts rehearsal dinner for her 50th birthday, and we also have visitors over that we have to take to the dinner. Mum asks me to drop fua and fui to Rohans place. On our way there, fua asks to stop at the sari shop. We use the...
Kate & the shopkeeperby Grumpy Old man 1©My wife Kate is only 24 years old she had started to take classes in belly dancing. It is perfect for her, as she stands about 5' 6" tall, and is a size 14 with a 36D chest, she has broad hips and a beautiful full, rounded belly delightfully centred with a deep dark navel. She had been looking for a new dance costume for some time without success. We were out looking around a town that we don’t visit very often when we came across an oriental goods...
The Shop - By Felicity Lovechild I had just split with my girlfriend and was feeling rather lonely. I passed by a corner shop and, feeling rather randy decided I'd get a dirty book to massage my lonely hours that evening. As I entered the shop, a rather elegant woman greeted me with a beaming smile. Her thick jet black hair fell to just below her shoulders, and her big brown eyes was as warm as her smile. Her immaculately made up face did well to mask her years, but looked...
THE SHOP AT THE END OF THE ROAD (Part 1) By Angela Holbrook. Copyright 2003. 1. There was a shop on the outskirts of town, one of those magical little places that seemed to sell nothing but half-remembered dreams and broken promises. It sat at the end of a long forgotten cul-de-sac, nestled amongst the elms and maples, idling away its days in a seemingly eternal springtime. Its only customers were small children, fallen teenagers and forlorn lovers, all seeking answers to...
Arnold Harris started using the new tea shop in the High Street around the middle of last month. It had been open a couple of months before he eventually he decided to try it out. At the quiet, unfashionable end of the long drag, he found the place inexpensive and relaxing. It was unlike any of the usual chain coffee shops jostling for customers in the prime sites close to the big stores and main car park. Most mums, loaded down with children and bulky pushchairs, eschewed its relative...
Alice bounced happily through the store. She loved when they had sales drives, and today’s was one of her favorites among the common repeats. While some events were unique, like Amber modeling that new bondage line two weeks ago or Mara’s day in the Light Box, others were repeated, with some variation, whenever Ellen felt the time was right. The event this week was a sort of game for the customers, with various discounts for winners, and a lot of sexy fun for both them and the shop girls. Each...
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