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I woke up on a fairly cold Autumn day and it was just a normal day ahead of me; go to college, come home and do coursework. This had become normal for me and it was slowly draining my soul, but it had to be done. I got out of bed with not much expectations of the day ahead. I threw on some clothes, which included a plain shirt and some jeans; my normal wear. I continued downstairs to make some toast to fill up my stomach and waited to leave home to venture to college. Although, I couldn’t leave just yet. I needed to do something that had started to get out of control, although it didn’t stop me from doing it. I rushed to the bathroom, undid my jeans and began to slowly rub my penis. I had a masturbation addiction, quite a big one. I would masturbate possibly once every hour or two, which was playing havoc with my social and education life. At college, all I thought about was masturbation. Doing coursework, masturbation was on my mind. I had lost the will to think of anything other than that, plus it probably didn’t help my own health. I quickly became hard and had to beat it out fast as I needed to leave soon, so I blew my load. A little one granted, but enough to keep me going. I quickly cleaned up and put my jeans back on and left the house to Ataşehir Escort walk to college. The thought that I wouldn’t be masturbating for another seven hours until I got home rattled in my brain and made me feel low, but the quicker I got through this, the better. I took the normal route to college, which didn’t throw any surprises at me and I soon arrived at college. I arrived to my first lecture at 9:00 a.m, which was an alright lesson depending on what the topic was. The best part of this class was Tessa, the lecturer. She is perfect. Tessa has brown hair, a curvy body, brown eyes and just the most adoring smile. I fantasied about her a lot when I masturbate at home and I try my best on all her assignments, I don’t really know why. Just knowing its hers makes me want to complete it. The class was pretty simple with a few tasks to complete and a bit of fun with my friends, but my eyes always reverted back to Tessa. She had chosen to cover up her cleavage with a jumper, which was upsetting. Although, she did wear tight trousers that day, meaning that her ass was nicely on show, which I enjoyed. Class finished pretty quickly and me and my friends soon left and went to the break room for the next hour, before Ataşehir Escort Bayan our next lesson started. I wouldn’t see Tessa again today, which was sad, but I got my fill today.We had another teacher later that I despised. We sat down in the break room, which was a smallish room with just a few chairs and tables so students could relax before next lessons. We had an hour to wait and it remained quiet in the group, as everyone was on their phones. I sat there quietly just letting my mind drift into space until, a sudden urge entered my body. The masturbation urge, the one thing I didn’t need this early on into the day. I had to either fight through the feeling all day, or go and do it somewhere. But where? “I’ll be right back,” I said to my friends. I took my bag and left the room quickly with urgency in my step. I scanned the room searching for a area where this could be done and one thought came to my mind, the bathroom. I went in the direction of the bathroom trying to hide the growing erection in my trousers. I picked up the pace and reached the bathroom door. I rushed in and found the nearest stall, dropped my bag and locked the door behind me. I swiftly undid my jeans and dropped them to the Escort Ataşehir floor and there it was, a throbbing hard cock, which I take a hold of and jerk. I zoned out and just immersed myself in the pleasure of stroking my cock and how good it felt. I grew faster in the motion of jerking, as I had to finish quickly to raise suspicion. This was the first time I had masturbated in public and I sort of liked it, the naughtiness of it overwhelmed me, which only helped with my erection. I put the toilet seat down and sat on it so I could relax a bit more when I heard a voice and not a voice I wanted to here in this situation. “So, when is our next class?” said a voice from the outside of the stall. As my mind processed this voice, it turned out to be female voice. What is a female doing in the male bathroom? Then it struck me, in my rush to get to the bathroom I had stumbled into the girls bathroom, instead of the males. I never really used the toilets at college so this was an understandable mistake. Other questions popped into my mind, “Did anyone see me go in? How will I get out?” I continued masturbating, but in a slower motion and I went bright red with embarrassment. I needed to finish fast and get out fast. The door opened and the voices got fainter, so that meant that they had left, whoever they were. This was good and I picked up the pace. I then put an image of Tessa in my head so I could finish soon. The door opened again and it came with a voice. “Hello, everyone okay in here?” said the voice. I recognised the voice straight away, it was Tessa.

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