Big Cock Fun - Make him guess, who it is.
From Create Your Own Story
Seeing his ass only covered by the thin fabric, you can't help but get hard and your bulge is getting quite obvious. So you sneak up behind your hot Spanish teacher while he is wandering around, put your hands over his eyes and push your hard dick against his bubble butt.
"Quien soy yo?" You ask with the best imitation of a fake Spanish accent you can muster, still softly rubbing his butt with your dick. After he recovers from his short shock of being grabbed, Mr. Perez replies, beginning to grin mid-way.
"Hmm ... se siente como ... Tyler, eres tu?" Despite the question, he sounds pretty sure of himself.
You drop your hands to his hips, so that he can see again, but you have no intention of stepping away from him or stopping to rub your cock over his meaty butt. You feel him shift to turn around to you, but you hold him and look over his shoulder to get into his field of vision. He doesn't try to get away when he sees your face.
"Hey, how did you know it was me?" You ask happily.
"How could I not recognize the voice of one of my best students?!" Comes the playful counter.
"Didn't you just say "feels like"? Doesn't sound like my voice gave me away." You say mockingly.
"Ha, very good, Tyler! True, I did. I suppose it was a bit of both. I could feel that whoever was standing behind me was pretty athletic and that combined with your voice and the fact that the other athletic guys in your class probably wouldn't have thought of explicitly using "yo" to apply more stress in the sentence didn't leave a lot of room for speculation."
"I'm impressed! Anyway what brings you here today?" This time, he steps away and you let him, enjoying the last feeling of his ass against your crotch. His already impressive bulge does seem to have gotten bigger, though.
"Oh, did you forget? Today's a charity run that I helped organize as coach of the track team and I mentioned it in our last class, hoping that some of the students might join in. The more participate, the better!"
You don't recall anything specific, but Mr. Perez was wearing tight jeans during his last class and his tightly-clad butt was all you could focus on at that time.
"Sorry, must've slipped my mind. And you are going to participate, too? I don't think anyone will stand a chance to win with you there, let alone students ..."
"Si, claro! It would be weird, just watching from the side-lines and don't worry, it really isn't about winning or losing. Our sponsors' donations are a fixed amount that is already donated. We can, in addition, raise money depending on the number of participants we can rally, so we really want as many people as possible! And if it's any consolation, there are 2 groups, for participants to the age of 18 and the other group with everyone above that. Though from what I hear from the other coaches, you'd be a worthy opponent! Please, I'd really appreciate it, if you'd join in. It starts in about 45 minutes, but you can still register."
He looks at you with his big, puppy-dog eyes and you feel losing all will to deny this man anything he could ask.
You decide to ...:
