Anirudh couldn’t take his eyes off of Sage as she packed up her things in their seminar class. Her oversized hoodie rode up, revealing her thick bubble butt encased in tight black flare leggings. He watched as she moved, the slight jiggle of her ass turning him on.
“Get a hold of yourself, Anirudh,” he muttered, as he made his way to his office. But even as he sat down at his desk, he couldn’t shake the image of Sage’s ass from his mind.
In his first scenario, he imagined grinding and rubbing his trouser-covered bulge against Sage’s pussy, feeling the heat of her through the flare leggings. “God, I wish I could just grind against her right now,” he thought.
In his second scenario, Anirudh imagined Sage’s thigh gap, the perfect size for his cock. He imagined sliding it through the gap, back and forth, as his cock slid through her wet folds and thighs. He imagined her ass backed into him until they both came.
“Damn, Sage. Your thigh gap is just perfect,” Anirudh muttered to himself.
In his third scenario, Anirudh imagined making a hole in Sage’s flare leggings, right where her pussy was. He imagined fucking her, watching as her ass bounced and jiggled in the flares.
“I bet those leggings would look even better with a big hole in them,” Anirudh said with a smirk.
As Anirudh touched himself and jerked off, he imagined Sage unaware of his presence behind her. He watched as her ass slightly jiggled with each step she took until he had to turn to the car park.
At the train station, Anirudh couldn’t help but stare at Sage’s ass as she walked. He imagined her fucking on top of him, but opposite way to watch her ass bounce and jiggle.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Sage. I can’t wait to make you mine,” Anirudh thought to himself.
When Anirudh got home, he rushed to the shower. The shower water coated him and his body, and he touched himself as he fantasized about Sage.
In his fourth scenario, Anirudh imagined Sage on her hands and knees, her ass in the air as he fucked her from behind. He imagined the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock.
In his fifth scenario, Anirudh imagined Sage wearing nothing but those tight black flare leggings. He imagined her bending over, her ass on display as he fucked her hard.
In his sixth scenario, Anirudh imagined Sage riding him, her ass bouncing up and down on his cock. He imagined her moaning his name as she came.
As Anirudh jerked off in the shower, he couldn’t help but think about how much he wanted Sage. He knew he had to have her, and he was determined to make it happen.
After his shower, Anirudh got dressed and headed to bed. But he couldn’t stop thinking about Sage and those flare leggings. He knew he’d be dreaming about her tonight.
As Anirudh drifted off to sleep, he couldn’t help but smile. He knew that his fantasies about Sage were just the beginning.
The next day, Anirudh couldn’t wait to see Sage again. He knew that he’d be watching her ass and those flare leggings, and he was ready to create even more scenarios in his mind.
Anirudh knew that it was only a matter of time before he made his move on Sage. And when he did, he knew that she wouldn’t be able to resist him.
“Sage, you have no idea what you do to me,” Anirudh thought, as he watched her walk away.
“But soon, you will.”
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