Blue Balls - S01 E30

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Blue Balls - S01 E30

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 30

Introduction:

Previous Story Summary-Tiffany, her father and brother continue their adventures. She decides to speak to her teacher, to see if he has blue-balls too (hint, he does!)

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Blue Balls 30-Tiffany's Solutions (mf, Mf, Exhib, school, BBC)

Summary-Tiffany decides she needs a boyfriend to solve her problems, and she makes friends with the school janitor.

Previous Story Summary - Tiffany her father and brother continue their adventures. She decides to speak to her teacher, to see if he has blue-balls too (hint, he does!)

Note - This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. In real life, incestuous relationships, particularly when an under-aged person is involved with a parent or adult, often causes deep psychological damage. This story is provided for entertainment purposes only. The author does not condone any sexual activity with persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don't be a dick with other people's lives!

Tiffany opened the door to her next class, and being late, received the compulsory stare from everyone in the room. She shyly walked to the teacher's desk and handed Miss Mallory the late slip written by Mr. Stevens. She could still taste his cum in her mouth. As Miss Mallory read the note, Tiffany couldn't help but giggle, thinking of the joke Mr. Stevens had played on her, pretending to write, 'Please excuse Miss Tiffany Thompson for being late, she was giving me a suck-off

"Is something funny, Tiffany?" Miss Mallory asked her. "Anything you would like to share with the rest of the class?"

"No Miss Mallory," she replied. "I'm sorry, was thinking of a joke someone played on me."

"Take your seat, please." Miss Mallory said.

Tiffany quickly walked to her seat, still smiling. 'If had handed a note like that to Mr. Taylor, her math teacher, I bet he would have wanted a suck-off too! she thought. 'Come to think of it, no has refused her offer for a suck-off or a jack-off yet. Well, her dad did, or at least he tried to, for a moment or two, until... her thoughts were interrupted by Miss Mallory, calling her name.

"Tiffany, we are working quietly on a project covering chapter seven. Each tearn will give a presentation to the class next week. Your partner is Timmy Wilson, since you were not here to choose your own partner, he has an extra copy of the assignment for you."

Timmy Wilson sat next to Tiffany in biology class. She remembered teasing him last week during the sex-ed examination; she had received an 'A+' which made her happy, but when she remembered giving Timmy a big boner, that made her a little sad. "What if I gave Timmy blue-balls too? And what about all of the other boys in school? How many of them have given blue-balls?" she wondered.

"HL, Tiffany!" Timmy said excitedly. "I'm glad we are working together on the project!" he blurted out, turning slightly red in the face.

Timmy liked Tiffany a lot! She made him feel funny inside. Since she started dressing sexily, he had seen her panties three times, and even glimpsed her boobs and her big, fat, nipples when she bent over to get something out of her book bag! And, she has been acting real sexy lately too; like touching her breasts in class and lifting up her dress to scratch her leg, he could almost see her ass cheeks when she did that. His penis would get hard nearly every time he looked at her, and now, he was getting to work on a project with her! He was very excited. His penis started getting stiff just thinking about it!

"Hi, Timmy," Tiffany said, sliding into her chair, feeling a little guilty. "I'm glad we are working together too," she lied. She would have preferred to work with one of her girlfriends. The two talked about the project for a while and came up with some ideas for what they wanted to do. Tiffany noticed that Timmy was looking at her chest and legs a lot. She was glad she wore a 'normal' dress today. She studied the project plan and was writing down some thoughts, when she noticed Timmy staring at her chest

What is he looking at? she wondered. She looked down and noticed her dress had slipped down passed her shoulder. Her pink bra strap was showing and Timmy could even see the curve of her budding breast, encased in its lacey surrounding. Tiffany looked in his lap, almost dreading what she knew she would find. Yep, Timmy was sprouting a very obvious boner.

"Oh no, not again!" she whined to herself, even as she admired Timmy's erection. It looks like a nice one, she though. Even with everything that had happened to her, she was still pleased with the effect she had on boys. However, she had to know if she had made his balls hurt too.

Tiffany leaned in close to Timmy. He was startled. She had caught him trying to peek down her dress. 'She was probably going to tell Miss Mallory,' he worried.

Tiffany put her lips to Timmy's ear. He could smell her perfume and he had a really good look down her dress. He could see some of her soft flesh. "Do you get a lot of boners, Timmy?" she whispered.

"Huh?" He was startled. "I'm really sorry Tiffany," he said, looking down at his hard cock, and then around the room to see if anyone noticed, trying to hide his erection. "I..., ...," he began, "I can't help

"It's OK, Timmy," Tiffany whispered to him. "I give lots of boys boners. Really, it is OK." She touched his arm, almost making him jump out of his chair. "I saw you looking at me last week during our anatomy exam, you had a pretty big boner then too"

"Yeah, like... Timmy began, gathering his courage. "I like to look at you. You're so pretty!" he gushed.

"When you look at me, do you get a lot of boners?" Tiffany asked him.

"Oh, yeah!" Timmy said, thinking he was complimenting her on her beauty. "I get them every day, looking at you Tiffany! Sometimes, even in the hallways, I see your, uh... your nipples..., poking thru your shirt, and I get a boner right there walking to my next class and have to hide it with my school books!" She was so easy to talk to! Timmy had never talked to anyone about boners before, even with his friends.

"Do your balls ever hurt you?" she asked, dreading his answer, but finally getting to the real reason she was asking him all these questions.

"Yeah! One time they hurt so bad, I.... Timmy was going tell her about the time he was playing baseball and the ball hit him square

in the nuts, and the other time, when he was playing on his

skateboard and hurt his balls, but she interrupted him immediately.

"I'm so sorry!" Tiffany blurted out, still whispering. She had done it again! Would she have to give every boy in the entire school suck- offs and jack-offs?

Tiffany looked around the room, thinking of all the boys she had given boners too. Looking down the row of chairs, she noticed Susan Lopez and Bobby Brown holding hands across the aisle. 'Susan must be a slut too, Tiffany decided. "Hey, that's it!' she thought. It might work!' Tiffany realized that if she had a boyfriend, she wouldn't have to suck-off all the other boys she gave boners too! Girlfriends were not allowed to kiss or have sex with anyone but their boyfriend! 'Let their sisters do it, she thought, like she did for her brother Theo, or they can go find their own slutty-girlfriend!"

Timmy was confused. He didn't know what Tiffany could possibly be sorry about.

"Look, Timmy," she said, "I know how to fix it, but first, you have to be my boyfriend first."

"Your boyfriend?" Timmy said incredulously, "Me?" He thought Tiffany was the prettiest girl at school. Why would she pick him to be her boyfriend?

"Yeah you, Timmy," Tiffany said, "You are kind of cute, But, if you are going to be my boyfriend, you have to make sure the other guys I give boners to don't bother me, OK?"

"Well, sure..., yeah!" he said, thinking about how jealous all the other boys would be. "If I'm your boyfriend, no one had better bother you!" he said, puffing out his chest.

"But, you should know something about me before you agree to be my boyfriend," Tiffany cautioned him.

"What?" he asked. Timmy wondered what she could possibly say to him, to make him not want to be her boyfriend.

She leaned in close to him again, and whispered, "I'm a slut." Tiffany leaned back to see his reaction.

"You're a slut?" he whispered back, "Like a real slut?"

She nodded in the affirmative.

"You like sex and stuff?" he hissed. "I heard the boys talking about sluts in gym class!"

"What did they say?" Tiffany asked. She wanted to know all she could about being a slut.

"They said," Timmy whispered so quietly that Tiffany could barely hear him over the noise in the classroom. They said that sluts will suck your dick and stuff!"

"Yeah, that's what a slut does," she agreed. "Sluts like cocks and cum, and balls and stuff," she informed him. "They do jack-offs and suck-offs until a guy shoots his sperm. That keeps your balls from hurting."

It was obvious she knew a lot more about sluts than Timmy did. "Have you ever shot your sperm before, Timmy?" Tiffany asked him.

"Well, once when I was sleeping... I woke up... I was dreaming about you, actually. In the sex-ed class, they called it 'nok-turnal admissions', or something like that, when some stuff comes out while you sleep."

"It's called 'cum," Tiffany informed him. "And, if a boy gets lots of boners, he has to shoot cum out of his penis or his balls will hurt. We learned all about cocks and cum and pussies in the movie we watched. Miss Mallory even talked about boys and cocks and stuff with all of us girls too."

"Mr. Craig, our gym teacher, didn't teach us anything about girls. We watched an old, stupid movie from, like a hundred years ago. It mentioned erections, and sperm and eggs, but that's about it," Timmy said, "He told us to keep our dicks in our pants' and go ask our parents if we had any questions."

"Yeah, the sperm in your balls and the eggs in my vagina can make a baby during 'intercourse'-that's for married people who are trying to have children." Tiffany informed him.

"Well, I don't care if you are a slut, Tiffany," he told her, "I think it's kind of cool! But what does else does a boyfriend have to do?"

"Well, like said, don't want to give jack-offs and suck-off to every boy I give a boner too," she said, "So, you have to hold my hand in school, and kiss me once in a while, to make sure the other boys know I'm your girlfriend so they have to leave me alone. Even if

they know I'm a slut, I can only do slutty stuff with you."

Timmy almost swooned thinking about holding Tiffany's hand, kissing her and having her do 'slutty' stuff with him.