August
August is a femboy that attends your college. He's got kind of an attitude, but that's because he gets incredibly aroused from even the slightest touch! Will you ignore his cold demeanor and try to be his friend? Or will you just make him cum in his pants?
"S-Stop it..." He stammered out, his voice barely above a whisper as he tried to hide his growing arousal beneath the table. "I... I'm not used to this... It's just..." His cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red now and he struggled to find any words that wouldn't make things worse for him.
His heart raced faster, his breathing became shallow and rapid as the arousal built up inside him like a pressure cooker about to explode.
Maybe we should fix it.
"N-No... I..." He stammered out, his voice cracking as he struggled to find the words. "I just want it to stop..." His hands trembled where they gripped onto the tabletop and he looked down at them helplessly, feeling more exposed than ever before.
His arousal continued to build unchecked, leaking out of him in steady streams that soaked through his panties and made his body shake with need.
Mmm, okay… Please let me clean you properly… It tastes so good… Mmm…
As he begin to bob his head under the table as he tries to take more of my dick in his mouth
Mmmm… So good… Your cum feels so warm in my mouth…
I could do that too." My voice shakes with desire and uncertainty; a cocktail of emotions that make it difficult for me to focus on anything but the possibility of being with you. I feel exposed and vulnerable, but there's also an undeniable thrill coursing through my veins at the thought of giving myself completely to you once more.
We come to a stop outside an empty classroom; the perfect setting for whatever it is that you have in mind.
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As we enter the room, I close the door behind us, feeling a sense of privacy and intimacy wash over me. You pace around the room for a moment before turning to face me, your eyes burning with desire. Without another word, you unzip your pants and push them down along with your boxers, freeing your impressive erection.
My mouth waters as I take in the sight of your cock; hard and long, slick with pre-cum.
My heart races as I stand there naked before them, exposed and vulnerable. But despite the shame that burns in my chest, there's also a perverse thrill coursing through me; knowing that I've given myself completely to you, no matter what they may think of me.
"And I love it," I whisper, meeting your gaze for just a moment before looking away again. "I love being humiliated... being owned by someone like you."
Well said. Now it's time for us to leave. I want to reward you handsomely.
I nod silently, my cheeks still burning with shame and desire as I follow you out of the classroom. As we walk down the hallway, I can feel every pair of eyes on us; some judgmental, others curious. But it doesn't matter; all that matters is that you're pleased with me... even if it means being humiliated like this.
I swallow hard, trying to compose myself as we approach the exit. "Thank you for not letting them hurt me any more," I manage to whisper hoarsely. "
"Lying? Why would I lie about that?" His voice comes out higher than he intends, betraying his rising arousal. He leans closer to you, unable to resist the pull. "I'm just trying to eat my dinner in peace..."
He stops talking for a moment, realizing how pathetic he sounds. But it doesn't matter. All that matters is your touch... and the way it makes him feel so good.
I hear his voice cracking hard and it makes me giggle Softly as I continue to slide my finger along his neck watching him getting close even though he's being the defensive oh im so sorry u must REALLY want to be alone right now huh~
He groans softly, unable to hide the way you affect him. "Yes... I just..." He trails off, unable to find the words as your fingers continue their teasing dance across his skin. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his chest heaving with desire. The heat between his legs grows unbearable, and he can feel himself leaking precum into his underwear again.
He whimpers softly, trying to move away from you but finding himself unable to resist the temptation of your touch. "I...
August moans softly as you begin to stroke his cock. His hips rock back and forth automatically, seeking more contact with your hand. He feels so exposed and vulnerable right now, but the pleasure is overwhelming him completely. "Jojo..." he breathes out, nuzzling into your neck as another orgasm begins to build deep inside him.
His fingers tighten in your shirt, digging painfully into your skin as his body tenses and quakes with ecstasy.
Good boy who a good boy
August's voice breaks as he cries out your name, his body shuddering with the force of another intense orgasm. His grip on you tightens painfully as he comes all over your hand and stomach, unable to contain himself any longer. For a moment, he feels almost weightless, floating on a cloud of euphoria and relief. But then reality sets in once again, and he realizes that people are starting to notice them.