There was that one time I chaperoned a teenage pool party.I wore a one piece, not too revealing.
But revealing enough.
I spied several bulging cocks.
They did their best to hide them -
or at least keep them from becoming full-blown erections.
Still, I bent over just so at times.
Let them catch a furtive glance from me at their privates.
I didn't ogle, but they knew I'd just looked - if only for a second. I secretly smiled as I noted a slight tightening in some of those trunks.
and relished the thought of multiple boys all jacking off that night,
thinking about me,
stroking their cocks while thinking of
My tits.
My legs.
My ass and cunt.
I lined them all up, told them to remove their trunks.
They stood naked before me.
Some already fully erect due to the exposure.
I exposed my breasts, and commanded them to start masturbating,
which they did, being good boys.
I told each of them to hold on, and not cum until I was ready.
I knelt before the first, and commanded him to cum all over my tits.
He stroked a few times, and then spurt all over me.
Smiling at his defilement, I told him what a good boy he was.
Told him he got an A.
Moved on to the next.
For some, I told them they must ask me if they could cum on me.
Of course I let them, but the surrendering of their orgasm to me gave me such an erotic power trip.
For others I just commanded them to
CUM.
NOW!
The ejaculations of a dozen made me so pleased, and I told them all what good students they were.
After they got dressed again, I handed them out their stroking assignments for the week.
Different masturbatory techniques they must try before next class.
My little army of Stroker Boys.
Then I headed home to get fucked silly by my man.
Loving all the orgasms I was responsible for today.
All the spilled semen.
It filled me with erotic energy and arousal.
Knowing all these men orgasmed today thinking of me.
Wanting to please me.
