A Raging Hard On

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I woke up one morning when I was about 14 with a rather raging hard on. Heather Lochlear was on my wall looking at the bulge in my pajamas wantingly…she was always insatiable like that in her red body glove one piece….

Anyway, I was pretty worked up about a wet dream about a girl with blue eyes, long blond hair, slim legs, sweet smile and kinda slim in the 120 range and wonderfully long legs that went on forever…and Heather took care of the visual that i needed to get off. So i reached down into my Jammies and stroked up and down and fondling my head to replicate what a sexy little mouth might do to me….then went back for the full penetration feeling…long and slow building up to faster and faster….and then bending it down a little refeel like cowgirl or something….i was really working my sefl up about this and i looked up and just sorta wispered to my sexy blonde on my penis–”You want me dont you?” and in my miunds eye and with Heather loking at me like she was thirsty for me–I kinda finished up right there….

I went in took a shower and ot all fresh and clean in order to go out adn do some work. When i got out to the shed I still couldnt seem to shake the memory of this little hottie on me but i worked on moving the lawn anyway…

about an acre into it i was done– i coudlnt go any further–so i turned off the mower in mid swipe and briskly walked to the workshop. I pulled out some vaseline– that is useful for many lubrication needs in a workshop and started to think about my sexy little cutie– I imagined we kissed and then i imagined she woudl go dwon on me and then i imagined tha ti woudl go down on her until she wanted me inside her— i fumbled aroudn with her pussy until i found the opening (as a 14 year old woudl do) and then i guided my happy hard on to where it was supposed to be,,, standing up, then bending over, then on the work bench then on the floor… finally cus i wanted to really push it into her I got my pants to my ankles and really arched into my work… and came all over the concrete floor…then m,opped up my own personal mess just in the nick of time.. i doused my hands with spent oil and splattered some on the floor where the little puddle of cream was…jus tin the nich of time as my mom opened the shop door to bring me a cup of tea.

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