Mr Stories

Charlie was holding Mr. Magic, and a bulge was appearing in his jeans—a bulge I so wanted to see. "Charlie, why are you holding that?" I asked. "The same reason you hold it..." he replied. I could feel my black lace panties, that I had worn for this very moment, dripping with my wetness. I was dripping for the man in front of me—the very man that was hard for me. I didn't know what to do. I mean, I did know what I wanted...

This is a work of fiction... I twiddled my thumbs in anticipation of my next lesson. It was with Mr. Kain, all round love god. He was gorgeous with a capital 'G'. BERRINNG The bell rang and I leapt out of my seat and sprinted towards the door. My name is Daisy Young and I am 18 years old, just about to finish college and go off to university. I have long silvery blonde hair which is usually tied back in a loose bun. I hav...