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Getting Caught is a Good Thing!

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Getting Caught is a Good Thing! by Willie Dixon (williedixon186@hotmail.com)This all happened back in my first year of college. I was just as horny as a young man could be, and I'd pop a boner at the sight of hot girl. Not much has changed, really...women in sexy clothes still make me nutty! Anyway, there was this one girl that I wanted to fuck so badly that my nits hurt every time that I saw her. She was about 5'6", with long, black, curly hair, and pouty, red lips. She had the face of an angel and a body built for sin. Here tits stood out proudly and looked even bigger because of her tiny waist. Her hips were curvy and they tapered into, long slender legs. Just typing about her makes me hard! She had this sexy smile that she would flash when she was flirting with the guys, and the look of it was enough to make me cream in my jeans. I had to have her. I stayed awake at night in my apartment dreaming about her and beating off furiously, thinking about her soft lips wrapped around my cock, sucking me slowly until I couldn't take it anymore. In my dreams, I'd flip her over and fuck her until she screamed in pleasure, then I'd pull out and cover her face , hair, and tits, with my cum. In reality, the only one who was covered in cum was me. The Good Lord blessed me with big shootin' loads, and at the end of one of my 'Jill sessions' (that, by the way, isn't her name) I would go off like a rocket. Cum would be flying all over the bedroom and making my bedsheets a mess. So much dirty laundry that girl caused! One day in March, we had a really warm spell and all the girls dragged out their revealing summer clothes. Jill was no exception. I was really turned on after my first class because of all the skin that the beautiful girls were showing that I knew that after my second class I'd be rushing home for a quick pud pull before lunch. As I was sitting in my second class, counting the minutes, in walked Jill. She was wearing a t-shirt that was about two sizes too small for her. It clung to her like saran wrap and there was a line of material that crossed from nipple to nipple, leaving her tight belly exposed. God! Her shorts were also skin tight, and they dropped a bit as she sat down. I strained desparately to see if I could get a view down them without looking like a perv. I have no idea what happened in that class. My entire attention was focused on Jill and every move that she made. Would her shirt rise up? Would her pants slip down? Would she jerk me off with her soft hands? I had a hard-on to end all hard-ons by the end of class. When class ended, I waited until Jill left so I could get a look at her great ass, and to let my boner die down, then I took off for the car. I sped home, ran up the stairs....and found my roommate and three of her friends listening to music in the livingroom. I must have looked a little agitated and surprised because they ask what was wrong and why I was in such a hurry. I lied and said that I had forgotten a book that had to be returned to the library. I went in my room, sat on my bed, and wondered what to do. I couldn't have a proper jerk with all those people around, plus I had made it seem like I had to leave. My balls were aching and my dick needed attention. What was I to do? Luckily, while I was sitting on the bed I heard footsteps going down the stairs. Thank God! They were leaving. I started to get hard just thinking about stroking my cock and blowing a huge load all over myself. After a few minutes of silence, I got up and went into the kitchen and grabbed a box of kleenex. No one around.....good sign. I went back to my room and stripped off my clothes and stretched out on my bed. My pecker was already hard as a rock and was sticking almost straight up in the air. I grabbed my 7" with my right hand and a wave of pleasure ran over my body. I began to slowly stroke my tool and rub my balls with my left hand. The smooth thickness of my dick felt so good in my hand that I groaned in pleasure. I knew that I couldn't last very long. I was lost in the pleasure when I heard the noise of footsteps running up the stairs. I hadn't locked the door! I grabbed my clothes and put them on as fast as I could, but my hard-on stuck out like a sore thumb. 'Is anyone home?', called a girl's voice, which I recognized as Laura, my roommate's friend. I sat at the computer so I wouldn't have to get up. 'Just me...I'm on the computer.' She came over to my door, opened it, and smiled when she saw me. 'Hey. Do you have the textbook for the literature class? I need to photocopy a few pages.' She was a cute girl. Slim with perky tits and long blonde hair. My hard-on was as solid as ever. 'Yeah, it's by the window.' She went over and picked it up. 'Surfing for porn, huh?' I must have turned a thousand shades of red, because she began to giggle like a, well, a schoolgirl. 'I think that you were, naughty boy.' I maintained that I wasn't, and, really, I wasn't. I was simply jerking off! She must have noticed the bulge in my pants because she said, 'Oh! Now I KNOW that you were looking at porn.Either that or you're happy to see me.' She laughed again. A wicked smile spread across her face, and she sat down on the edge of my bed. 'So what were you looking at that got you so worked up?' I stammered and stuttered something foolish, and I was at her mercy. Even though it was a bad situation, I was getting more turned on by the minute. 'Don't let me stop you. Keep going.' She leaned back on the bed, and I just stared at her. She smiled and said, 'Go on. I like to watch guys play with themselves.' I didn't know what to do. Should I just wait her out, or should I just give in beat off. I have always been kind of an exhibitionist, and the idea of this cute girl watching me cum made my dick drip. I stood up and dropped my pants in one motion. She clapped. 'Good boy. Now off with the rest of the clothes.' I did as I was told. 'Nice cock. Are you a righty or a lefty?' I grabbed my dick with my right hand. 'Come over here and stand in front of me. I want to see you jerk that thing up close.' I walked over to her and stuck my throbbing dick and inch from her face. 'Go on.' I stroked and I thought that I was going to pass out and cum at the same time. I'd never been so turned on. 'I really have to cum.' 'Not until I say, now stroke it.' I began to slowly rub my cock trying desparately not to cum while this hot, clothed girl was examining every inch of my manmeat. After a few minutes, she told me to lie on the bed. 'You've been a good boy, so i'll let you cum...' The words weren't even out of her mouth when a huge stream of jizz erupted from my cock in a shower of sticky white. It went about a foot into the air and came splattering down, coating my chest in my warm juice. Another thick stream arced into the air, and she gasped as it landed on my chin and neck. Cum was simply rocketing out of my cock, and I was pumping it for all I was worth. I could feel my stomach get more and more sticky and my load oozed over me. My hands were greasy with goo as I rubbed it into my cock. Cum was gobbing in my pubes, making them a mess. After the convulsions, I was spent. She was amazed how hard I came, and told me that if I ever wanted an audience again she'd love to watch. I asked her to keep it our little secret...but did she? Hope you like the story. I'd love to hear from anyone (male or female) who enjoys being caught/catching people masturbating. Wank on!

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