Chapters tagged hair pulling

Chapter 4

Monday. Not a day I usually look forward to, but then again I didn’t usually have such a cute piece of ass of a teacher to look at and fantasize about. I jerked off both Saturday and Sunday thinking about Miss Laura, and what happened in class Friday, the fading memories still w...

Chapter 7

She just stood there, again unable to move. She just kept rubbing the sleeve of her sweatshirt, as if that would make this all go away. But I knew her better than she knew herself. I stepped close to her and brushed a stray strand of hair behind her left ear with the fingers of...

Chapter 34

I leaned against the brick wall of the little recess that hid the janitor’s closet. Good memories of this spot. I plan on making some more very soon. My dick was not quite hard, but well on its way, and I let out a deep breath when I heard the faint sounds of sneakers, squeak sq...

Chapter 43

I heard her car door close and my heart started beating faster. I watched her go by in my rear view mirror and then closed my eyes for a moment, unbuckling my seatbelt and letting out a breath when my passenger door opened. I felt the soft movement as she sat down and gently clos...

Chapter 46

When I stepped through the threshold of the classroom, I grit my teeth and felt an immediate, smoldering warmth in the pit of my stomach. There she was. My toy. My plaything. Gray leggings hugging her hips and ass and slender legs as she sat there on that cute, small butt. An off...

Chapter 53

Whoever invented lube… Seriously. They need a statue in every town across the world. “Oh God,” I groaned, unable to keep it to myself. I stared down in front of me and watched the tip of my cock as it slowly, ever so slowly, poked into her. A soft, quiet whimper is all Miss La...