Lindsey’s Playtime

Lindsey hated being tickeld. Mark straddled her on the ground, in stitches she was laughing so hard and desperately trying to get away from him, he only pressed harder. “I’m warning you!” she said as he continued to crawl his fingers across her sides. “I’m serious!”, breathing was getting sparse she was laughing so hard. “Alright, that does it!”

All of a sudden Lindsey’s soft cotton sock soared into Mark’s groin. “Ooof!”, a gush of air escaped his lungs as his hands detached from his side and he fell off her, clutching his balls. Mark groaned and rolled around on the floor trying to quell the pain. Lindsay pushed up off the ground, dusted off her miniskirt and giggled. It wasn’t the first time she’d kicked Mark in the balls and it probably wouldn’t be the last.

“I’m sorry, did I get you?”, she teased. Mark just kept groaning, his balls hurt bad. “Oh, it looks bad. I should probably have a look. Open your legs so I can check and see if they are ok.” Lindsey got down on her knees and rolled Mark onto his back, spreading his legs. “I would just feel awful if I popped one.” Mark could only oblige as she brushed his hands away and grasped his nuts, rolling them around. “It’s hard to tell, they feel alright but I should probably do a stress test to see if they’re still good.”

The Ballbusting Couple

Shaun sat in his chair at school, writhing in his seat. He tried to muffle the groans and squeals that wanted to break his lips, but he knew his cover would be blown. Shaun’s legs flipped back and forth, crosing eachother to try and quell the pain in his nuts, but nothing could stop them in her grip. His nails dug into his desk as they came closer and closer to caving in.

Kathy sat in her chair at school, writhing in her seat. She tried to muffle the groans and squeals that wanted to break her lips, but she knew her cover would be blow. Kathy’s legs tensed and contracted, her pelvis moving up and down as she felt extraordinary pleasure as he fingered her harder. His hands rubbed her smooth pussy as she came closer and closer to orgasm.

The two sat in the back of the room, handling eachother’s genitals in public. One in extreme pain, the other in ecxtacy. As she squeezed harder and harder she came more and more, each loving the incredible juxtaposition of gender. Kathy felt incredibly powerful with the ability to dominate Shaun; Shaun felt pitiful only able to serve Kathy. They loved eachother and this was how they got off.

Ms.McQueen’s Historical Tutoring

Jim was far from a good student. He was never the kind to fail a whole bunch of courses, but he never did well. His parents always wondered why he had no self-motivation and frequently had meetings with his teacher to discuss the topic. It seemed Jim was destined to try no harder than the bare minimum and scrape by in life, something his parents would not abide by.

“Can you please teach him some common sense?”, they begged Jim’s teacher. “He’s a bright boy with a lot of potential, I hate to see it wasted. Maybe if you could provide some extra tutoring he’d get more motivated and start doing well.”

Jim’ teacher thought for a moment, “We could give it a shot I suppose. Although Jim is a pretty odd case, I may need to try some new experimental methods. However, if he’s up to it I would be willing to do what I can. What do you say Jim, interested?”

Now, Jim had had his fair share of hot teachers, the kind that wore the low-cut shirts and the tight skirts, but Jim had never had a teacher with a body like Ms.McQueen. She always looked professional, button up shirts that stretched over her more than ample breasts and straight cut mini skirts that showed off her phenominal legs. He’d imagined undressing and fucking her many times in class and began getting hard at the mere thought of alone time with her. “Yeah, I’ll do it.”, Jim answered a little more excited than his parents anticipated.

They had agreed Jim would head over to Ms.McQueen’s house Saturday morning where they would work on everything from math, to english, to history. Jim spent the majority of the week in class, staring at Ms.McQueen’s ass in anticipation of the proximity on the weekend. He imagined sliding off her skirt and fucking her hard, he knew the tutoring was going to be good, he just had no idea how good.