Ugh, I am in desperate need to have my hard nipples tortured and teased! There is just something about having my nipples tested to their max that really gets me going. I think I secretly love the pain; it gets me soaking wet and so ready for a cock to be in me in no time. I once had a man who had his own little torture room – I fucking loved it. He would bind my hands behind my back, tie my legs and feet far apart, and would put a huge gag-ball in my mouth. Sometimes he would blind-fold me too, and tie me up like a hog! Oh my, getting so fucking wet thinking about this? Think I’m lying? One bbw phone sex call will prove I’m not. Anyway, once he had me just the way he wanted me he started by pulling on my nipples making them rock hard. He made me squirm so much, it felt so fucking good. It was long before he put those metals clamps on my already throbbing nipples…I try to moan through the gag in my mouth. He flicks them back and forth making my pussy drip, and my nipples ache just how I want. I know that he won’t be able to wait long to put the weights on them, these make me scream a little and I know he loves that because I start feeling his hard cock pressed against my trembling ass. I hope he will fuck me soon, I can barely stand it. He likes to flick and smack my nipples and tits… it hurts like nothing else, but makes me ready to beg for more. As soon as he removes this ball gag I will beg him to fuck me…and I know he will want his cock sucked as he tugs and pulls on my nipple clamps. “You better not cum till I tell you to…” he tells me every time…
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Band Camp..
Most people saw band geeks as a bad thing.
To me it was fun! I went to my very first band camp at my new school.
I was worried being a fat girl and playing the flute I wouldn’t fit in. When I got there the band teacher was sitting there working on something in his office.
He had his head phones on and just working away on what I thought would be his masterpiece.
I was watching and drooling seeing him deep into his passion thinking of what it would be like for him to be that deep inside of me.
I’d want him in each and every hole thrusting in and out of me.
I was lost in thought and didn’t notice the other students walking into class. I was on the brink of a orgasm when they interrupted him it shook me from my trance.
After band practice Mr, Jones asked me to stay and talk with him.
He told me I looked real good out there on the field and he wanted to measure me for my band uniform.
He took his time around my big breast, touching and feeling as if i wouldn’t notice.
He got to my legs.. his warm skin felt so amazing on my bare thighs as he measured them, then he measured my inseam. His hand went up my skirt and pressed against my wett pussy.
I know he felt how wett I was, I soak through my panties as he was touching my tits. He kept his hand there just rubbing back and forth.
Mr. Jones kept rubbing my pussy with his finger tips, he push my panties to the side to let my fat dripping juicy pussy lips out of my panties. He slipped a finger inside of me.. and I lost all of my composure. I melted on his hands in a instant!!