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Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 15, 2009
That evening Luna had to stay in class late to pick up the work sheets off of the desk and clean the white board. The teacher was running late for a meeting so she agreed she would simply put the work sheets in the desk and lock the classroom door on the way out. Luna picked up the paper in the middle row and noticed the name at the top. It was Altains. After the fun they had earlier he deserved nothing less than an A. She tried not to think about Altain. It replayed scenes of their lunch break in her head. A dirty lustful scene. The more papers she picked up, the more she tried not to think about him. In return the more aroused she was becoming. By time she reached the last row Luna was trying to figure out a way to get off quick in the classroom. She had left all her toys in her dorm and there was no way she would make it across campus without touching herself.
Luna looked up at the teacher’s desk picturing Altain in her studious uniform holding a ruler and asking her to come up to the front of the room to help him with a demonstration. She blinked trying to throw the image away. She lifted another paper and looked down at the desk next to her. Does it really feel that good? She wondered as she looked at the corner of the desk. She had seen images of hentai school girls rubbing her soft panties against the corner of the desk. She had to try it now. Pursing her lips she pulled up her skirt and softly pressed her cotchy against the corner. She gasped in a soft breath as the corner pressed against her clit and into her soft slit. It felt heavenly. She blushed as she glanced around the room before looking down and gaining another idea. She was moving too fast. First she needed to get properly wet. As she reached down to grab the desk she felt the cold bar and got another lustfilled idea.
Luna pulled off the desk and crouched down onto the floor. She curled a leg around the cold metal bar that was her leg and pressed her panties against it. It was wonderfully cold. Chills ran down her spin as she began to gently thrust her hips, sliding her increasing wet pussy up and down against the pole. Her breath grew heavy and shallow as the cow girl hugged the cold pole and gently humped her panties against the bar. Ohh, this was exactly what she had needed. Luna slide her pussy up and down the bottom of the pole like a slutty stripper for the next couple of minutes. Her eyes were closed and it was as if she was in her own blissful world. The scent of her pussy began to rise as the pole grew slick with her juices.
Once it became a little too slippery, Luna was growing less satisfied with the pole tease. She had worked herself up a little. Now she needed something rougher, more satisfying. Luna slide her pussy up against the pole as she stood and caught the corner with a hard flick against her clit. She gasped biting her bottom lip to stifle a moan as she instinctively bent down against the desk. Luna paused a moment, shuddering from the pleasure. Then she gripped the sides of the desk for leverage and lifted her torso up a little. Luna began to rock her hips against the desk. She was standing sideways to the door with her legs spread and she was standing on the balls of her toes for grip. She leaned forwards with her little bottom bouncing as the horny cow humped the desk as if there was a guy behind her thrusting in. In her mind there was. An invisible Altain was passionatelly taking her from behind in her school girl fantasy. He was the teacher and she was the student who needed a private lesson or two. Luna mooed and then gasped as she realized the sound she had made. What if someone heard her. She looked around trying to find something to use as a gag. Unfortunatly she found nothing so she pressed her arm against her lips and continued thrusting her soaked pussy against the desk. “Altain…” She breathed softly against her arm as she began to reach a peak. The thrusting went from slow to fast as if he had picked up the pace. Her tail coiled around the bar, clinging to it like a snake strangling its pray.Then as she began to reach the end they slowed down to slow but hard thrusts against the desk, as if each thrust was supposed to be the climax that set her off. It took four hard thrusts before her back finally did arch and her pussy convulsed against the corner of the desk.
Luna fell forwards, resting on her arms against the desk with the wood still sunk into her pussy. She closed her eyes panting a few minutes as she caught her breathe from the orgasm. Once did not seem to be enough though. She soon pushed herself back up and slide her leg up to lay across the top of the desk. Luna repositioned herself, pulling her pussy off the corner and onto the middle of the edge of the desk.
“I have been soo … huh.. naughty professor.” She moaned dreamily as she leaned back, holding herself up with her arms from behind. Luna rubbed her pussy forwards and back against the edge of the desk making the plastic slick and glossy. It felt heavenly pushing against the wet fabric of her panties and against her hungry pussy. Her mouth was half open and she was so into it, imagining her Altain grabbing her hips and grinding her against the edge of the desk, that she was starting to droll a little at the corner of her lips. After a few minutes of riding the desk there was a bang and a soft squeel. The desk it the ground and her pelvis hit hard against the desk. Luna leaned forwards gasping for breathe from the hard hit. Her body shuddered from the pain and excitement. “Forgive me professor…” she whispered whiled hunched over. Her knees were bent back and one of her shoes had fallen off. He could see her toes curled back and small bits of sweat sparkling on her body. She was panting like a dog in heat. She wanted more. It was just getting good. “I have been so naughty…” She breathed as she sat up, arching her back and rolling her head back as if the imaginary guy behind her was pulling her hair. She was so into it she could almost feel the pull on her hair. Oh how she wished someone would surprise her and grab her hair her neck, her breasts. Any rough touch would be a dream come true right now. She pulled her arms behind her, putting her wrists together as she grabbed the plastic desk and began to grind her pussy against it once more. Her body shuddered from the exstasy as her own weight pressed the edge hard against her pussy. Each grind flicked against her clit. “Altain… professor.. please.” She whispered trying to keep her fantasy to herself. After a few good thrusts she rolled up her shirt, shuddering as her bar breasts hit the cold air. The rolled up blouse went between her soft pink lips and she freely moaned louder knowing the fabric would capture the noise. Her arms crossed back behind her back. And she began to thrust her hard, fast, one at a time against the desk. It was more as if she was now being fucked rather than masterbating. She leaned forwards, moaning and shuddering. It was as if she forgot the fantasy wasn’t real.
Soon she could not keep her hands behind her. Luna grabbed one breasts and tweaked her nipple. Her other hand clenched the desk in front of her. She was clearly reaching her peak as her feet dropped to the ground. She gripped the ground with the balls of her feet and began to despitely hump the desk like a dog in heat. She was hunched forwards but her head was rolled up and she was panting heavily. It was clear in her eyes that she was now trying to hit her peak. She muffled something in the gag. “Cumming… Please let me cumm…” Thin her hip thrusted forwards and she froze, her body shuddered and convulsed as she squint her eyes shut and came harder than the first time. She paused and rode the waves of pleasure. And once she came down, she sighed, dropping the shirt from her lips as her pussy was now cold, wet and sensitive.
Then came his voice, the oh so dreamily familiar voice she had just fantasized about. She wasn't still daydreaming was she? The girl clearly suspected it was reality as she froze and for a few seconds was too scared to turn around. She would just die of embarrassment right there if it was him. Luna turned her head to meet have a pair of warm life filled lips against hers. She gasped in the kiss then quickly stood as he stepped back. "Altain! I..." She quickly rolled her shirt down and re-straightened her clothes out. "You're early." She looked down at the glossy desk and sighed. "How much did you see?" She asked clearly giving in to the embarrassing scene as her cheeks were no lighter than they had been when she was getting off and her ears were planted bashfully downwards. She bent down to pick up the desk and straighten it up before the teacher would in for their detention.
Luna looked up at the teacher’s desk picturing Altain in her studious uniform holding a ruler and asking her to come up to the front of the room to help him with a demonstration. She blinked trying to throw the image away. She lifted another paper and looked down at the desk next to her. Does it really feel that good? She wondered as she looked at the corner of the desk. She had seen images of hentai school girls rubbing her soft panties against the corner of the desk. She had to try it now. Pursing her lips she pulled up her skirt and softly pressed her cotchy against the corner. She gasped in a soft breath as the corner pressed against her clit and into her soft slit. It felt heavenly. She blushed as she glanced around the room before looking down and gaining another idea. She was moving too fast. First she needed to get properly wet. As she reached down to grab the desk she felt the cold bar and got another lustfilled idea.
Luna pulled off the desk and crouched down onto the floor. She curled a leg around the cold metal bar that was her leg and pressed her panties against it. It was wonderfully cold. Chills ran down her spin as she began to gently thrust her hips, sliding her increasing wet pussy up and down against the pole. Her breath grew heavy and shallow as the cow girl hugged the cold pole and gently humped her panties against the bar. Ohh, this was exactly what she had needed. Luna slide her pussy up and down the bottom of the pole like a slutty stripper for the next couple of minutes. Her eyes were closed and it was as if she was in her own blissful world. The scent of her pussy began to rise as the pole grew slick with her juices.
Once it became a little too slippery, Luna was growing less satisfied with the pole tease. She had worked herself up a little. Now she needed something rougher, more satisfying. Luna slide her pussy up against the pole as she stood and caught the corner with a hard flick against her clit. She gasped biting her bottom lip to stifle a moan as she instinctively bent down against the desk. Luna paused a moment, shuddering from the pleasure. Then she gripped the sides of the desk for leverage and lifted her torso up a little. Luna began to rock her hips against the desk. She was standing sideways to the door with her legs spread and she was standing on the balls of her toes for grip. She leaned forwards with her little bottom bouncing as the horny cow humped the desk as if there was a guy behind her thrusting in. In her mind there was. An invisible Altain was passionatelly taking her from behind in her school girl fantasy. He was the teacher and she was the student who needed a private lesson or two. Luna mooed and then gasped as she realized the sound she had made. What if someone heard her. She looked around trying to find something to use as a gag. Unfortunatly she found nothing so she pressed her arm against her lips and continued thrusting her soaked pussy against the desk. “Altain…” She breathed softly against her arm as she began to reach a peak. The thrusting went from slow to fast as if he had picked up the pace. Her tail coiled around the bar, clinging to it like a snake strangling its pray.Then as she began to reach the end they slowed down to slow but hard thrusts against the desk, as if each thrust was supposed to be the climax that set her off. It took four hard thrusts before her back finally did arch and her pussy convulsed against the corner of the desk.
Luna fell forwards, resting on her arms against the desk with the wood still sunk into her pussy. She closed her eyes panting a few minutes as she caught her breathe from the orgasm. Once did not seem to be enough though. She soon pushed herself back up and slide her leg up to lay across the top of the desk. Luna repositioned herself, pulling her pussy off the corner and onto the middle of the edge of the desk.
“I have been soo … huh.. naughty professor.” She moaned dreamily as she leaned back, holding herself up with her arms from behind. Luna rubbed her pussy forwards and back against the edge of the desk making the plastic slick and glossy. It felt heavenly pushing against the wet fabric of her panties and against her hungry pussy. Her mouth was half open and she was so into it, imagining her Altain grabbing her hips and grinding her against the edge of the desk, that she was starting to droll a little at the corner of her lips. After a few minutes of riding the desk there was a bang and a soft squeel. The desk it the ground and her pelvis hit hard against the desk. Luna leaned forwards gasping for breathe from the hard hit. Her body shuddered from the pain and excitement. “Forgive me professor…” she whispered whiled hunched over. Her knees were bent back and one of her shoes had fallen off. He could see her toes curled back and small bits of sweat sparkling on her body. She was panting like a dog in heat. She wanted more. It was just getting good. “I have been so naughty…” She breathed as she sat up, arching her back and rolling her head back as if the imaginary guy behind her was pulling her hair. She was so into it she could almost feel the pull on her hair. Oh how she wished someone would surprise her and grab her hair her neck, her breasts. Any rough touch would be a dream come true right now. She pulled her arms behind her, putting her wrists together as she grabbed the plastic desk and began to grind her pussy against it once more. Her body shuddered from the exstasy as her own weight pressed the edge hard against her pussy. Each grind flicked against her clit. “Altain… professor.. please.” She whispered trying to keep her fantasy to herself. After a few good thrusts she rolled up her shirt, shuddering as her bar breasts hit the cold air. The rolled up blouse went between her soft pink lips and she freely moaned louder knowing the fabric would capture the noise. Her arms crossed back behind her back. And she began to thrust her hard, fast, one at a time against the desk. It was more as if she was now being fucked rather than masterbating. She leaned forwards, moaning and shuddering. It was as if she forgot the fantasy wasn’t real.
Soon she could not keep her hands behind her. Luna grabbed one breasts and tweaked her nipple. Her other hand clenched the desk in front of her. She was clearly reaching her peak as her feet dropped to the ground. She gripped the ground with the balls of her feet and began to despitely hump the desk like a dog in heat. She was hunched forwards but her head was rolled up and she was panting heavily. It was clear in her eyes that she was now trying to hit her peak. She muffled something in the gag. “Cumming… Please let me cumm…” Thin her hip thrusted forwards and she froze, her body shuddered and convulsed as she squint her eyes shut and came harder than the first time. She paused and rode the waves of pleasure. And once she came down, she sighed, dropping the shirt from her lips as her pussy was now cold, wet and sensitive.
Then came his voice, the oh so dreamily familiar voice she had just fantasized about. She wasn't still daydreaming was she? The girl clearly suspected it was reality as she froze and for a few seconds was too scared to turn around. She would just die of embarrassment right there if it was him. Luna turned her head to meet have a pair of warm life filled lips against hers. She gasped in the kiss then quickly stood as he stepped back. "Altain! I..." She quickly rolled her shirt down and re-straightened her clothes out. "You're early." She looked down at the glossy desk and sighed. "How much did you see?" She asked clearly giving in to the embarrassing scene as her cheeks were no lighter than they had been when she was getting off and her ears were planted bashfully downwards. She bent down to pick up the desk and straighten it up before the teacher would in for their detention.