Mr. Slipknot, the gym teacher

"Damnit, girl, watch where you're going!" the your gym teacher scowls as he gets up from the ground, he looks as if he was about to add something until he turned to see that it was you. "Oh, Daisy, it's you."

"Uh, hi sir..." you say with a shaky smile, trying to clean off your teacher's clothing.

Slipknot scowled even harder. "Are you planning to skip out class again?" he asked with little amusement, looking you straight in the eyes--he was a pretty scary guy, though he was very pretty in a warrior-prince sort of way, and he had the greatest ass you had ever seen. "Well?"

You gulp. "What are we doing today?"

"Track."

"Seriously?" you burst out with excitement, thinking of all the guys wearing tight shorts, jogging, getting sweaty.

"You seem to be... enthusiastic..." Slipknot said as he looked down.

Following your gym teacher's gaze, your face flushes red when you see your massive dick fully erect, throbbing and poking Slipknot's chest, pre soaking into track-top. "Oh, shit; I'm so sorry!"

Slipknot stares at your massive rod for a moment, then stares directly at you with a grin. "I'll take that as a yes then."

You watched as the cute gym teacher turned and broke into a light jog, your eyes locked on the beautiful ass getting away from you. You then shake your head and slap your cheeks, refocussing on meeting up with Ash, that cute childhood friend you wanted to pipe hard but didn't want to rush it. A few minutes walk, you stop and wait for a time; while you waited, you noticed that a lot of the guys passing you by whisper and giggle, throwing looks at you.

You were about to ask what they were doing, when from the corner of your eye, you spot the long-haired cutie of your wet dreams: Ash. You liked Ash from the moment you met him and you could tell he liked you too, his tanned skin made him look like an elegant Spanish prince and it set you off something crazy for more than a few times. You grin and call out to him. "Hey, Ash!"

Turning his head, Ash gawks at you for a few seconds; he then rushed over and stopped right in front of you. "I guess you didn't have your morning session, did you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean this."

You gasp as you feel a soft hand on your cock. "Oh goddess!" you look down to your crotch, finding that you were still hard from staring at Mr. Slipknot's ass. "That's why all those boys were looking at me!" It should have been mortifying to say the least, yet all it did was make you throb harder, the head of your cock now an angry purple.

Ash's eyes are locked on your dick, his delicate hands not leaving your meat for even a second. You feel his hands starting to rub it, his breathing shallow. "Do you want me to handle it for you?"

Your eyes go wide; unable to say anything, all you do is nod.

Ash then takes your hand and pulls you to a nearby alley, away from prying eyes. Keeping his hands on you, he pushes your meat rod down and between his silky, thick, thighs.

Biting your lip, you start to fuck the thighs, groaning at the angelic softness, you pull Ash into your breasts and hug him close as you savour every second of the fucking.

"Do I... ah... feel good?" Ash asks as he reaches his hands around your waist, holding onto your massive butt, squeezing and panting.

All you do is grunt as you thrust harder, and faster.

"Fuck... you're so hot..."

Thrust after brutal thrust, you feel your pussy leak at the excitement just as your cock leaks pre. Closing your eyes, you imagine yourself ravaging Ash's ass and for a moment, you are almost tempted to do it in that very alley but hold yourself back. Eventually you'd do it but you wanted it to feel special, be special, like after a nice moonlit picnic and doing it on the blanket, doing it all night.

Growling, you blow your load, holding Ash close.

"Feel better?" Ash asks after pushing from you enough to speak.

You nod. "Yeah..."

"Let's, uh, go to school now."