Rub That Thing - Innocent High - Teamskeet

Initially, I found myself in the shower, and my fingers began to explore the surrounding region. As my curiosity grew, I ended up touching my own sensitive area - my private part. The sensation was beyond pleasant; it felt incredible. Consequently, I couldn't help but continue stimulating myself whenever possible. Throughout the day, I'd find myself sneaking in quick sessions to relieve the building tension.

It wasn't just in private that this behavior occurred; even at school, in class sometimes, I'd slip my hand under my desk to stroke myself discreetly. Unfortunately for me, our gym teacher, Coach Cummings, caught me red-handed one afternoon.

In an unexpected turn of events, Coach Cummings approached me and expressed his desire to support me. I couldn't believe it - was he offering to help with my secret fetish? Could things get any more exciting?

Coach Cummings then suggested that perhaps it would be best if we found a quiet space so he could see what exactly I needed from him. My stomach fluttered with anticipation as I followed him to his office after school that day.

Once inside, Coach Cummings sat down and gently asked me to explain my situation. I was nervous but also aroused, and before I knew it, the words were tumbling out of my mouth. It felt good to finally open up about this hidden part of myself.

Without making a big deal about it, Coach Cummings assured me that he could help me find relief. He suggested various techniques and even expressed his willingness to participate if that's what I wanted. Needless to say, my heartbeat quickened at the thought of him being so involved.

However, we decided it would be best if things progressed slowly for now. Coach Cummings promised to be discreet and offered me his support whenever I needed it. As we parted ways that day, I couldn't help but feel grateful for his understanding and compassion. And let's just say that my fingers have been itching for more ever since.