Ask Mr Henrys to fuck you

From Create Your Own Story

Revision as of 20:46, 20 October 2015 by Platypus (Talk | contribs)

You pull Henrys off of you. For a moment he looks up at you confused. "Will you fuck me, Mr. Henrys?" you ask innocently, standing up and bending over the desk, presenting your ass to him. Henrys scrambles over pausing at his desk to remove a tub of Vaseline from a drawer. You wonder for a moment how many boys he's molested. Sure, you're a senior and you're of legal age, but he's a teacher, which means that's violating his professional ethics. You hear a rustle and the clicks of metal as he undoes his belt and pushes his pants down. A moment later, you feel his hands groping your ass and his breath against your skin.

You groan softly as his warm tongue laps at your entrance. His tongue continues massaging your ass for a few minutes and then there's a pause. You whine in protest, only to feel the blunt tip of his lube-coated finger before he slowly pushes it inside of it. For the next few minutes, Henrys works on loosening your ass up. Then he's upon you, his hands on your hips as he nudges the head of his cock against your body's virgin hole. Slowly and painfully, he pushes inside of you. You grit your teeth and try to relax your sphincter around his cock. Before you know it, Henrys is fucking you with slow powerful thrusts. Once the pleasure of his cock bumping up against your prostate overrides the pain you begin to moan, thrusting your hips back for more of his cock.

You allow the unethical perv to defile you, his thrusts gradually getting rougher and his own desire for release overpowering his concern for you, the whole time moaning like a bitch in heat. Your cock rubs against the soft papers covering the desk as Henrys' thrusts push you forward, eventually setting you off. You cum hard, trembling beneath the older man. Your cum smears against your belly and chest and your screams of pleasure can probably be heard throughout the school. Minutes later, Henrys fills you with his cum and pulls his cock out of you.

You turn over, sliding down the desk to the floor. You lean back, spreading your legs and feeling jizz leak from your ass, your own cum smeared across your torso. You close your eyes and gasp, trying to catch your breath. You're surprised by a slight click. Your eyes open in time to catch the flash of a second picture Henrys takes.

You move to...

You are possessing:
12th Grade Boy
Personal tools