School

How Dirty Boys Get Clean

I Was In 8th Grade. I Was Just Another 14 Year Old Kid. It Was Friday Afternoon. Not Much Was Going On. I Was At School Which Totally Sucks. My Boring Teachers Babbled On And On About Nothing In Particular. It Wasn’t Much Fun Until I Got To Gym. There Was Something Different About Me. I’m Gay And I Had A Crush On The Hottest Boy In School. His Name Was Chase Krit. He Had Short Blond Hair, Ocean Blue Eyes, A Cute Boyish Face, And A Crooked Grin That Drove Me Wild. He Was About 5′ 9″ And His Body Was In Perfect Condition. He Was Skinny, But He Had A Layer Of Muscle That Was Easily Seen. He Was The Quarterback On The Football Team.
When I Was In Gym I Saw Him. Gym Was Always The Same At My School. First We Run A Couple Laps, Then We Run Basketball Drills, Then Football Drills. Always At The First Of Class We Dressed Out.
Today When We Walked Into The Huge Gym. The Basketballs Were Out As Always. It Wasn’t That Far Into The School Year And We Already Had A Routine. The Couch, Who Was About 50, Was Sitting In His Usual Spot At The Front Of The Gym On The Stage. And As Always, He Bellowed.
Coach: “Dress Out!”
All The Guys Walked Into The Locker Room Which Was Actually Built Inside The Bleachers. Inside, There Were 2 Benches Surrounded By Lockers, And Behind That Was A Shower That Was Hardly Ever Used. It Was A Make-Out Spot Used After School. Guys Would Bring Their Girlfriends Back There And Feel Them Up And Kiss Them Or Get Head.
Soon, The Room Was Filled With People That Were Bumping Into Each Other, Trying To Get Into Their Lockers That Contained Their Clothes. The Outfit For Gym Was Simply A Gray Sleeveless Shirt And Light Blue Basketball Shorts. All The Boys Inside Began Stripping. My Eyes Were On Chase The Whole Time. I Watched Him Take Off His Shirt, Exposing His Perfect Chest That Had Not Yet Had Any Hair On It, And Watched Right Below As His 6 Pack Rose And Fell To Indicate That He Was Breathing. I Then Watched Him Strip Off His Shorts To Expose His Boxers. My Cock Got Instantly Hard As I Saw, Through The Hole In The Front, Part Of His Cock.
As He Began To Redress I Turned Away And Did The Same. I Was The Last One Out Because I Was Watching Him. When I Got Out, I Joined The Basketball Line Up. Normally, We Practice Passing Or Line Up For Free-Throws. But Coach Did Something We Didn’t Expect.
Coach: Ok Guys, Today We’re Gonna Team Up. Shirts Verses Skins.
My Heart Skipped A Beat. The Coach Went Down The Line Splitting Us Up. Chase Was On Skins.
Throughout The Entire Practice My Eyes Were On Chase’s Hot Body. I Fell 6 Times, Got Hit With The Ball Twice, And Missed 3 Shots Because My Attention Was On Chase. Coach Finally Made Me Sit Out.
At The End Of Practice We Dressed Out Into Our Regular Clothes.
Because I Was On The Football Team, After School I Went To Practice With The Other Guys. It Was Another Normal Day. Chase As Quarterback, Me As Wide Reciever, And The Other Guys On The Field. We Ran 20 Plays Which Took An Hour. As The Team Was Dismissed All The Guys Began Walking To The Street So They Could Use Their Cell Phones To Call A Ride. I Was Heading Back To The School Because Stupid Me, Left My Cell Phone In My Basketball Shorts Which Were In My Gym Locker.
I Entered The Door Of The Locker Room And Went Straight To My Locker. An Unexpected Cough From Behind Me Made Me Jump. I Turned But Saw Nothing. I Shrugged It Off And Went Back To Unfastening My Lock. I Then Heard Water Falling And Realized Someone Was Taking A Shower. I Opened My Locker And Got My Phone And I Was About To Leave When I Heard A Familiar Voice Say “Hello?”
Me: “Yeah?”
Voice: “Who Is That?”
Me: “Just Getting My Cell Out Of My Locker.”
Voice: “Oh.”
My Hormones Took Over. A Voice In My Head Said “Go Over There! There’s A Naked Guy Taking A Shower And There Are No Lights Which Means He Won’t See You!” I Walked To The Door Of The Locker Room, Grabbed It, Pulled It Open And Let It Close So He’d Think I Left. I Heard A Sigh Of Relief. I Then Heard The Voice Let Out A Low Moan. I Sneaked Over, Careful Not To Make A Sound, And Peeked Across To The Shower Stalls. My Eyes Widened As I Saw Chase Sitting On The Ground, His Hand Moving Up And Down On His, What Had To Be 7 Inch, Cock. My 7 Inch Cock Got Rock Hard. I Watched Him. His Blond Hair Was Turned To A Dark Amber Color From The Water. I Stared At His Cock And Saw His Pubic Hair. He Had To Trim It. It Wasn’t At All Bushy. His Cut Cock Head Was A Deep Shade Of Red Because Of The Pressure He Was Applying To It.
He Looked Up From His Cock And Saw Me. He Jumped.
Chase: “Shit! What The Fuck Are You Doing?”
I Hurridly Thought Of A Lie.
Me: “I Was Just Seeing If I Knew You.”
Chase: “Well, Shit, How Long Have You Been There Watching Me Jack Off?”
Once Again I Lied.
Me: “I Just Now Came Over And Saw Who It Was.”
Chase: “Well Are You Gonna Go Or What?”
Me: “Yeah, Sorry.”
I Began Walking Off. My Hard On Was Gone.
Chase: “Well, Hey, Wait!”
I Turned Around.
Me: “Yeah?”
Chase: “You’re The Wide Reciever, Right? Mitchell?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Chase: “Why Do You Stare At Me During Basketball Practice Or When I’m Dressing Out?”
I Felt Blood Flood Into My Face.
Me: “I-I-I Don’t Stare At You!”
I Forced A Laugh.
Chase: “Yes You Do! You’re Blushing!”
Me: “Fine, I Do. You Have A Fit Body. I’m Just Jealous.”
Chase: “I’m Not Stupid. You Want Me Don’t You?”
He Sneered. His Voice Was Cocky.
Me: “No! I’m Not No Fag!”
Chase Walked Over To Me And Grabbed My Face With His Hands. He Kissed Me On The Lips. My Cock, Once Again Grew To It’s Full Length. Chase Looked Down And Saw It Clearer Than Day. Curse My Loose Shorts!
Chase: “You Want Me. Look, You’re Harder Than Fuck!”
Me: “Fine, You’re Right. You’re Sexy. I’m Gay. I Want You. Happy? I’ll Leave.”
Chase: “Wait! You’re Not Gonna Tell Anyone About This Are You?”
Me: “No. I’m No Snitch. You Can Jack Off Back There As Long As You Want I Could Care Less.”
Chase: “That’s Not What I Meant. I Meant, You Are YouGonna Tell Anyone About This.
He Walked Over To Me And Once Again Kissed Me On The Lips, Only This Time He Used His Tounge. I Kissed Him Back Using My Tounge Too. I Looked Down And Saw His Cock Grow Hard Under His Towel. I Looked Back At His Face. His Eyes Were Closed. He Was Enjoying The Kiss. Finally, He Broke It. His Hand Went Down To His Towel And He Undid The Tie That Kept In Hooked Onto His Body. The Towel Fell And His Cock Was Now Out, Rubbing My Leg.
Me: “What Are You Doing?”
Chase: “You Want Me Right? You Can Have Me. On One Condition. You Don’t Tell Anyone I Swing Both Ways, And I Won’t Tell That You’re Gay.”
Me: “Y-Y-You Want Me To Have Sex With You?”
Chase: “Yeah. You’re Cute.”
I Thought Of Myself. I Had Short Brown Hair, Eyes That Switched From Green To Blue, An Okay Build, I Was A Little Short Compared To Chase. I Was 5′ 6″. Chase Krit Thought I Was Cute.
Me: “Would I Be Your First?”
Chase: “Would I Be Yours?”
Me: “Yes.”
Chase: “You Would Be Mine, Too.”
He Kissed Me Again, This Time On The Neck. I Pushed Him Back And Kissed His Chest. I Licked His Hairless Chest And Licked A Path Around His Nipples. I Put My Lips On One And Sucked While He Let Out A Moan. I Got On My Knees And Continued Kissing Down His Body Until I Got To His Pubic Hair. I Went Down To His Red Ball Sac And Sucked On Each One. I Then Stuck My Tounge Under His Ball Sac And Licked A Line From His Balls, To His Cock Shaft, To His Head. I Stuck The Head Of His Cock Into My Mouth And Sucked As Hard As I Could On It. When His Moans Turned Into Grunts I Let Off And Saw That I Had Turned It A Deep Red. I Put My Lips Back On His Cock And Started Deepthroating It. I Went All The Way To His Pubes And Back To The Head. I Stoped Doing That And Wrapped My Mouth Around Just The Tip, Swiviling My Tounge Around It Until He Moaned. I Sucked Harder And Started Bobbing My Head. I Incresed Speed Until I Felt His Hands On My Head Pushing His Cock All The Way Into My Throat. In Between His Moans I Heard “Swa-Swallow!” I Felt His Cock Grow And Throb. I Heard A Loud Moan And Finally Felt His Sweet Cum Spurt Onto The Back Of My Throat. I Swallowed As I Was Instructed To. He Panted Harder And He Sat Down On The Bench.
Chase: “Have You Ever Taken It Up The Ass?”
Me: “No…”
Chase: “Strip.”
I Did As I Was Told And I Took Off My Shirt, Pants, And My Boxers. When My Hard, 7 Inch Cock Popped Out Chase’s Eyes Widened.
Chase: “Bend Over The Bench And Let Me Fuck You.”
I Giggled. I Put Both My Hands Down On The Bench And Bent Over And Spread My Legs. I Felt Warm Syliva In My Ass. I Turned My Head And Saw Chase’s Face Buried In My Ass, Licking Me. His Tounge Went All Around My Hole, And Finally In It. He Continued Licking Until My Ass Was Slick. He Stood Up And Lined Up His Cock With My Ass. I Felt The Head On My Hole And I Told Him “Be Gentle.” He Pushed His Head In And I Felt My Ass Expand To Let Him In. He Pushed His Cock In Inch By Inch Until Finally I Felt His Balls His Mine. He Pulled Out Until Only His Head Was In, And Then Started Fucking Me Slowly. I Moaned Hard, Telling Him “Harder!”. He Went Faster And Bucked Harder. His Cock Slid In And Out Of Me Faster And It Felt Great! “Faster! Harder!” I Moaned. He Started Going Faster Than Ever Before. His Cock Was Sliding In And Out Of My Ass With Enough Speed To Make Me Almost Reach Climax Just From Stimulation. He Started Fucking Me Harder, Rising His Cock And He Trusted So That His Cock Reached Deeper Inside Me.
Chase: “I’m… Gonna…. CUM!!!”
Me: “Do.. It! Inside… Me!!”
He Thursted Harder And Harder Until Finally He Stopped Very Suddenly. He Pushed All The Way Inside Me And I Felt Spurts Of Warm Cum Go Inside Me. His Cock Drained His Sperm Inside My Ass. He Pulled Out His Cock.
Chase: “Sit On The Bench.”
I Did As Told.
Chase: “Lay Down And I’ll Jack You Off.”
I Lyed Down And Felt Some OfHis Warm Jizz Drip Out Of My Ass. His Hand Reached Around My Cock And Went Up And Down It. He Put His Lips On It And Deepthroated It Until It Was Nice And Wet. He Started Quickly Pulling And Tugging On My Cock. He Put One Of His Fingers In His Mouth. He Pulled It Out And Went To My Hole. He Started Fingering Me As He Jacked Me Off. I Opened My Legs Wider And Let Him Go. He Pulled Harder On My Cock And Applyed More Pressure. My Cock Head Was Deep Red. As He Jacked My Cock He Started Squeezing And Releasing In A Constant Motion. It Felt Great. He Put His Head Down And Started Tounging My Balls. He Sucked On Each On Individually. His Grip On My Cock Tightened.
Me: “I’m Gonna Cum Soon!”
He Squeezed On My Cock So Hard That It Hurt. He Then Jacked As Fast As He Could Until Climax Was Moments Away.
He Released His Grip And Cum Squirted Out Of My Cock, Onto My Stomach. My Balls Drained Onto My Stomach And There Was A Puddle Of Semen On It. He Bent Down, Moved My Cock, And Licked Up All My Cum. Then, He Kissed Me. I Stuck My Tounge In And Tasted Something Different. I Realized That He Didn’t Swallow My Cum. He Pushed Half Of The Cum In My Mouth And Swallowed His Half. I Swallowed Too. I’d Never Swallowed My Own Cum But It Was Awesome. Kis Kissed Me Some More Then He Stood Up And Got Dressed. When He Was About To Leave He Turned To Face Me.
Chase: “I Hope We Can Hook Up Again Very Soon, Baby.”Good Reviews = Sequel

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Webcam Boys Chapter 6

When you’re just a kid, and the best friend you’re starting to love suddenly drops you like a sack of gravel for no reason, the world tends to get confusing. The boys take a few steps back to see what went wrong. with the help of some allies

Little Lisa – Chapter 2

Little Lisa
(
in a world that isn’t but ought to be
)
Chapter Two
Lisa ran the last 3 blocks to school. She hadn’t taken the time to put on her panties and her little prick bounced up and down beneath her skirt the whole way. She’d hoped some park perv would’ve sucked her off but the fat old man didn’t seem to have much interest in her tiny uncut prick. She tried to remember how many times she’d jerked it up hard listening to her mommy getting ass-fucked last night but it was all a blur
 she hadn’t shot her load then and she hadn’t shot it since and her little cherry balls felt like water-balloons.
A carload of High School boys passed yelling obscenities and gesturing out the window but she paid them no mind. Mr. Dexter was out watering his flowers like usual with his fly open and his prick poking out like a dog’s wet nose but she just smiled and waved and kept running. The school bell rang before she got there… she dashed up the steps and burst into the first floor girls lavatory. A bio-girl named Nanci was leaning against the sink puffing on a cigarette. She took one look at Lisa and chuckled.
“Who’d you blow?”
Lisa looked in the mirror. A flaky crust of dried cum streaked her jaw and forehead and her hair hung in thick stiff strands
 the old man had wiped the last of the cum out of his pubes with it.
“Hold it..” Nanci said reaching over plucking a long grey pube off Lisa’s cheek. “What’s this? A souvenir? And look at your hair girl… ugh! It smells like some guy’s dirty butt..”
Lisa grabbed a handful of hair and smelled it… she started to cry. Nanci quietly put down her cigarette, wet a paper towel and sponged it through Lisa’s hair and told her to clean her face. Lisa was mortified but touched at the attention. Nanci was a grade older and Lisa didn’t know her that well. She blushed and washed her face.
“A-ah needed lunch money.”
“I guess you did. Where’d you go, the park?”
“Un-huh.”
“Were there many pervs?”
“Just one, a fat old man..” she started but Nanci finished her sentence “..’with long grey pubes who stuck his short fat dick in your mouth and pumped his cumload all over your pretty face and hair’. Ever notice how much cum pervs pump out?.. why their cumloads are always so big?.. it’s ‘cause they’ve been jerking on their cocks for hours, maybe days without unloading before they find some sweet little nasty slut to spurt it on. Nothing like bathing in a 5-day load of perv jizz to overwhelm a gurl..” She giggled and took a last drag on her cigarette and tossed it into the toilet of an open stall. “C’mere..” She dried Lisa’s face and ran a brush through her hair and helped her with her makeup, even loaning her eyelash brush. Lisa was thankful for the kindness
 she was already 10 minutes late to her first class.
Nanci was a Puerto Rican/Greek mix bio who’d started puberty early. She had creamy brown skin, yummy pear-shaped tits she liked to show-off at the slightest provocation and thick black wavy hair that hung to her shoulders and jounced when she walked. The only thing marring her young exotic beauty was a big Greek nose that jutted out of the middle of her face like a beak.
“Papa says for my 16th birthday he’ll pay for a nose job,” she’d say. “I don’t know whether to believe him or not… he likes shooting his cum up my nostrils too much..” and she’d open her eyes big and snort and pretend to gag then buckle over with laughter.
She had an unruly tangle of thick curly black pubes that she complained about all the time, saying how she had to shave it every day because her Papa and brother hated lapping their tongues on stubble. She’d lift her skirt and pull her panties to the side showing all the girls gathered in the lavatory her swollen stubbly light-brown cunt.
“Look! Can you believe I shaved it just before bed last night? What a hassle..” she’d groan.
Lisa liked her. Most bio-girls were so two-faced about their sexual experiences, and they were all a little snotty about tranny gurls, sensing a strange competition they had no control over. But not Nanci. She didn’t have any qualms about sharing every detail about her sex life, and age and grade didn’t matter to her a bit, she never pulled rank on any girl no matter how old or how experienced she was or what she had between her legs. She understood what was expected of a young slut and happily delivered the goods without a fuss. That’s why she was a favorite with her teachers and always got good grades whether she studied or not. If she needed an ‘A’ on a test she’d go to her teacher’s office after class and earn her ‘A’ on her knees or bent over a chair.
“There! You look almost presentable..” she giggled. “Your first period teacher is Mr. Richards, isn’t it? What are you gonna tell him?”
“I don’t know! He’s sure to make a scene about it,” Lisa fretted.
“Where do you sit?”
“Front row, a couple of seats to the side of his desk.”
“You’re one of his bridesmaids! No sweat girl, he’ll make some rude lewd comments, he always does, it gets his dick hot and puffy
 keep your panties in your purse and flash your pretty clitty at him every chance you get, don’t worry, he’ll quiet up quick. I had Mr. Richards year before last
 he’s a major panty-pervert and basically harmless, likes staring at all the girls crotches and beating off into a pair of dirty undies after class
 his top drawer is full of them, all stiff with his cum! I gave him a pair of my panties right off
 I wore ’em for like two weeks solid so they’d be nice and smelly and caked with pussy ooze, he likes that a lot. He sat me in the front row too and I gave him split beaver shots every single day. Unless he’s gotten more depraved and daring that’s all he really wants. I sailed through his class with an ‘A’ and didn’t have to suck him off or anything, not once! ‘Course, sitting there everyday with my hairless pussy pie open to the breeze wasn’t exactly fun in winter… my cunt ’bout froze!”
Nanci seemed so worldly, so wise. The two of them had never spoken more than a few words to each other and Nanci wasn’t really a member of Lisa’s group of friends. She was a loner, kind of a free agent. Sometimes she’d hang with those in the bleachers for a day or two then float into the orbit of one or another of the main bio-girl groups. But she didn’t seem to fit in with them much either
 most of the bio-girls were phonies and back-biting liars and Nanci didn’t mince words and she didn’t suffer fools. So she floated from group to group and stayed by herself a lot, which seemed to suit her just fine.
“Say gurlfriend, are you wearing padding or are you budding real boobies?”
Lisa looked down at her blouse. The top button was undone giving Nanci a clear shot of her loose trainer and tiny breasts.
“My mom’s been giving me estrogen. My boobs just started growing a few months ago.”
“Nice! How’s your ‘package’?”
“My what?”
“Your cock and balls, hon… how’s your sausage and meatballs?”
“Okay, I guess. It tingles and gets hard all the time.”
“You spurting yet?”
“Un-huh… lots!”
“Oh yummy! Show me!”
Lisa hiked her skirt up to her belly-button. She was all a-twitter hoping Nanci might want to wrap her voluptuous Latin lips around her stiff little prick and suck it
 it’d only take a pull or two for Lisa to start spraying cum like a firehose. Nanci squatted in front of her and peered intently at her tiny dangling piece of pink meat
 she didn’t say a word, she just stared at it this way and that. Lisa flushed red and and her cock started to tingle and swell… no girl had ever made her stand at attention while they stared at her clitty like that. She laughed nervously and Nanci looked up.
“What??” she asked.
“I just realized it’s easier showing my clitty to some pervert I’ve never even seen before than you..”
Nancy smiled and stroked her fingers along Lisa’s swollen shaft tip to balls. She rubbed her little cherry balls and peeled back the foreskin and tongued her piss-slit deep, then swallowed Lisa’s cock whole and drew off it slowly with her lips clamped tight. Lisa groaned and shivered and her legs started to wobble
 she grabbed the sink counter with both hands to keep from crumpling to the floor. Nanci’s hands danced warm up the back of Lisa’s tender thighs and clutched her plump round cheeks and opened them wide.
“Umm
 such a nice soft ass..” she cooed rubbing her hand up and down in Lisa’s moist crack. “Can you see in the mirror?”
Lisa turned enough to see the light brown up her deep crack turn to hot pink around her bulging hole and it was puckering in and out and she realized she was hyper-ventilating. Lisa thought her knees would buckle as blood rushed hot to her cock.
“Umm
 such a responsive young gurl
 with such a nice plush ass..” Nanci cooed. She kneaded Lisa’s butt cheeks slow and cat-like before giving them a burning slap. She flicked her tongue at Lisa’s balls then glanced up at her impishly with her mouth poised open. Lisa’s little dicklet quivered and sweat broke out on her forehead as Nanci circled her tongue round and round the tip. Lisa was sure she had a quart-load of cum to spray strait down Nanci’s throat.
“Works just like it should..” Nanci said with a grin and rose to her feet. “Tastes good too, your precum is yummy..” She looked into Lisa’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity gripping her tiny stiff prick. “Bet you thought I was gonna suck you off, didn’t you?” Lisa blushed and stammered a response.
“Ah
 I was k-kinda hoping..”
“It’s verrry tempting hon, but I already swallowed my Daddy’s load before school and I’m due to swallow Mr. Jenkins load in 15 minutes, and that’s before lunch! No wonder I’m putting on weight! Maybe we can work out a trade. I just love having my ass eaten real deep..” she said with a wicked grin, then added “You’re going to be very popular with the boys AND the girls Lisa..”
Lisa beamed. Nanci gave her pulsating cock one last squeeze and let it go, then bent over the sink and checked her makeup in the mirror. Lisa’s head was swimming. She knew she was in the lavatory but she wasn’t sure why. When she came to her senses and glanced in the mirror she was still holding up her skirt with her little prick sticking strait out. She was sure she’d never make it through Mr. Richard’s class without it spurting hot cum like a volcano. She dropped her skirt but her prick still pushed out the fabric. She lifted it again and smiled hoping Nancy would take pity on her and pull her into a stall and suck on it a little more. But Nanci wasn’t interested, she just stared in the mirror arranging her hair and practicing coy young girl glances. She covered her lips with bright red lipstick, rolled them together and pooched them out.
“Time for me to earn an ‘A’ for this afternoon’s math quiz. I’m on ‘pay-forward’ with Mr. Jenkins..” she giggled. “Don’t forget to clean your knees..” she said and sashayed out the door with her skirt swaying. Lisa heard the click-click-click of her half-heels receding down the empty hallway outside.

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The Principal’s Wife Gets Schooled By Some Students Part 3

Connie continued to relive her recent experience with Brad while the hot water washed her body but failed to clear her guilt. How had she, a principal’s trusted wife, allowed this to happen? To her mind, she had never given the impression she was a slut. Yet somehow these high school boys knew. They had treated her like they belonged to them. And, in truth, she had behaved exactly as they demanded. Never in her life had she turned herself completely over to another man, even her loving husband Thomas. Yet these boys had found her inner self. They had twisted and turned her values into their needs. And Connie knew there was more to come. Their needs were now her needs.
As she toweled herself off and headed back into the master bedroom in a half daze she suddenly was aware she was being watched. Looking up, she found herself staring at a naked Steven. Incredibly, his cock was staring back at her. “You’re overdressed, bitch. Drop that towel so I can give you what you’ve been waiting for.” Steven demanded. As Connie decided what she should do, she noticed the towel had fallen to the floor. “That’s better cunt. Now get the fuck over here and get the show on the road.” She wasn’t aware why she had dropped the towel at his command. She was in a trance as she approached him. Her gaze was fixated on his black cock. It was the first black prick she had ever seen. The fact that it was throbbing stirred her to come closer. While it wasn’t as large as Brad, it seemed more compelling and dangerous.
Connie had seldom fantasized about the black-white thing but now that she saw Steven’s blood vessels pulsing through his dick, she began to wonder what it would feel like inside her. “I can smell that pussy of yours getting ready for your fucking.” bragged Steven. “I guess it’s been a while since you’ve been filled by a black cock. How long has it been?”
“Actually I’ve never been with an African American” she replied. “In fact, I’ve never been with another man since I got married. I don’t know what I’m doing here. I shouldn’t be doing this and especially not with three underage boys that go to Thomas’ school. It’s illegal and immoral and I’m not that kind of woman.”
“Well bitch, you’re here because your cunt needs to get what you’ve been missing” said the imposing black boy who seemed to understand her needs better than she did. Steven was much taller than she was. He didn’t seem to have an ounce of fat on him and she shuddered to think what was about to happen to her. As she reached him, he reached out and grabbed her around her slender waist. Without much effort he jerked her up into the air and pulled her next to her. “Put your legs around my back” Steven snarled at her. What that, he lowered her body so that his cock entered her waiting cunt. Then he dropped her down on his swollen prick with a thud. There was no foreplay. The fact that she had no need for any had nothing to do with it. He wanted to fuck the hell out of this white bitch and he was intent on doing just that whether she was ready or not. Time and again he raised Connie up only to impale her on his black dick. Each time she almost passed out from the pain but it always resulted in making her wetter and needier.
“I see you like that, whore. Don’t tell me Mr. Principal doesn’t fuck you like this.” He smiled. “Maybe he isn’t man enough to give you what a black cock does. Say it whore. Would you rather be home watching TV with the old man or having my black cock inside your hot pussy?”
“No. He’s never made love to me like this. I guess I need this and that’s why I’m breaking all the rules,” answered Connie.
“Bitch, we ain’t making love. I’m giving you the fuck of your life. A 16 year old black boy is fucking his whore and she can’t get enough of his big cock. If we was fucking in his home with his sitting there you’d still be loving it. All you white whores love black cock and love showing off her neglected pussy getting taken care of. Ain’t that right bitch?” He told her. As he spoke to her, she felt the impending climax draw closer. He was right. She would have let him fuck her in front of Thomas if she could cum.
“Yes. Yes. Fuck me now. Fill my pussy with all your cum so he can see what I need. Fill me so much that he can see it pour out down my legs as you make me cum like a man should. Show him I’m your white whore. Make me cum damn it. I need it so bad I can’t stand it,” she pleaded.
Hearing her words, Steven lifted her so that the tip of his glorious dick was barely inside her waiting cunt. He was teasing her now, something Thomas could never do to her. She began pounding him on his back. “Don’t stop. Please don’t make me wait any longer. You mother fucker. Take me like I’ve never been taken before,” Connie begged. She was furious with Steven for not giving her what she had needed all those long years of marriage. She didn’t care that she was desperate for his young black cock. She was willing to do anything he wanted if he’d only let her cum.
“You’ll cum when I’m ready. I don’t give a shit what some white whore wants. You’re here for me. Learn that right now so you know who the master is and who is the slave. You’re just a horny cunt that’s gonna learn her place and who sets the rules. Tell me bitch, who’s you master? Say it now cunt or get the fuck out of here,” he told her.
“Yes. I’m your white slave.” Connie pleaded. “And you’re my black master. Tell me what you want. Tell me what to do. I belong to your incredible black cock. Train me to please you. Just please don’t tease me anymore. Master, I’ll do whatever you want whenever and wherever you want. Fuck me in front of my husband. Make me cum over and over while he watches. Let him see how much I need you to use me. Sir, I belong to you.”
“That’s better bitch. Now you’re learning. Maybe I won’t have to punish you so much when you’re a bad whore. Maybe I won’t make you earn so much money for me with your sloppy cunt.” He glared at Connie and then went on. “Get on the bed, cunt. Get on your hands and knees like a bitch dog do when she’s fucked.” With that he dropped her down full on his dick and she began to cum like the slut she had become. Just as suddenly he lifted her off him and threw her on the bed. “Do it slave. You weren’t told you could cum.”
Connie scurried to her hands and knees. “I’m sorry Master. I couldn’t help myself. You’re just so good I couldn’t help myself. I need your dick deep inside my slave cunt. I’m sorry Master. Please forgive me.” She begged. Suddenly she felt a hard slap on her ass. Steven was punishing her disobedience. She had never been struck like this before. Thomas had never raised a hand to her. However, Connie knew she had broken the rules. She realized that by giving herself to this magnificent young black master, she had surrendered her rights to her body to him without recourse. Over and over he slapped her ass until it was almost raw. It stung Connie as she had never been stung before. In spite of that, her pussy was getting wetter than before. How is this possible, she thought? Yet she was so overwhelmed with the circumstances that she was willing to allow Steven to train her in a way Connie never thought possible.
Just when she was about to unwillingly complete her climax, he stopped. Grabbing her hips he entered her pussy without notice. Steven began a slow methodic pace as his black cock slid easily inside her well lubricated cunt. When she met his pace stroke by stroke, he leaned over and pincher her right nipple hard enough to make her cry out in both pain and sublime pleasure. Then he did the same thing to her other nipple. This time Connie let out a long slow moan. “My Master, I’ve never felt such wonderful feelings as you give me. Please teach me how to please you better than anyone else has. Make your white slave make her Master as happy as she is.”
Leaning over Connie, the powerful young Master whispered in her ear. “It’s time, my whore.” Steven rasped. You’re beginning to understand what is expected of you. Now I’m ready to cum inside your cunt and fill it with all my hot juices. You may cum after I’ve started but not before.” That said Steven began increasing his stroke. While Connie tried to meet his pace, his urgency was evident.
“Faster Master. Pound your whore deeper than she’s ever felt. Fill my cunt with all your wonderful seed. Make me your obedient slave. Harder my Master. As hard as you wish. Take me as I’ve never been taken before. Make my thighs and legs drip with your juices. Show your slave that you own her as you wish.” Connie offered.
As she spoke, her black master began to complete his journey. “Fuck your white cunt, you whore. Show me how much you’re worth when I peddle your hungry pussy on the streets. Your Master is ready to put his load inside you. OHHHHHH. Feel it come into you like your worthless husband can never do. FUUUUCCCCKKKK. Damn it, that’s what I want. That’s what you need, isn’t it bitch?”
OHHH YESSSS Master. Keep cumming in me. Fuck your bitch. I’ll be your whore. Just keep fucking my cunt with that black hard cock of yours. MMMMOOOORREEEEE Master. More please. Don’t stop now. I need more of you inside me. OHHHH god, I can’t get enough of your seed inside me. Don’t ever stop fucking your slave.” Connie begged.
But Steven was finished with her. He rolled off Connie and grabbed her head, pulling her lips to his cock. “Suck it bitch. Lick it clean. Show you can do more than get fucked,” he instructed. “And don’t forget the balls and asshole.”
Connie did what her black Master ordered. She had never been eager to suck cock but she knew there was no denying him. When she began to gag and couldn’t take all of his dick into her throat, he slapped her face and a tear trickled down. She had disappointed Master. As he got off the bed her screamed at her. “White bitches are supposed to be better at sucking a man’s dick when he wants. You better learn how or else. I ain’t fucking with you cunt. Next time your pain will be hard if you ain’t better. Now get ready for Drake. He’ll be right up to see what his pinup girl can do so he breaks his cherry. He’s been waiting a long time for you.
Connie thought what had Steven meant by that? Don’t tell me he’s never been with a woman before. How could a remarkably sexy boy like him not have scored yet with all those hot girls chasing him all the time? And what did he mean by pinup girl? This was turning out to be an incredible and revealing night. But what about Thomas? She’s already late getting home and she’d have to make up a good story to settle him down. But first thing first. For now she had to clean up for Drake. She didn’t want to disappoint him. And, truth be known, she was dying to be with him. Her pussy was still unsatisfied from Steven’s premature exit from her waiting cunt. For once that night, she would be the predator. She stuck two fingers inside her wet cunt and drew the fingers to her lips as she headed to the shower for her next encounter.

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Fun in the dorm bed

This is a continuation of ‘fun in the dorm shower’. It’s a story of two 15 year old school boys. Please tell me what you think.
As I promised him, the pleasure would continue later that night. Through the whole of prep instead of studying for my exams, I was thinking of his perfect tight ass which I had just devirginised( yes that is a made up word) I could still remember it like it was minutes ago and just like that the bell for supper at the boarding house went. I had dreamt through the whole hour of prep to my excitement.
I and the other 5 dorm members including James sat down for dinner. It was another kak boarding house meal but the thought of what would happen later that night got me through it and I ate as fast as possible to get out of there.
The clock struck 11 o’clock in our recreation room and it was time for bed, lights out was 11:30. While we were all brushing our teeth in our bathroom I could help but starring at James tight boxers, we were all in our boxers at this point, because I could make our the outline of his dick and ball sack through the black and white stripes and to make matters worse he wasn’t wearing a top, I quickly finished up and ran to my bed cubical fearing a boner in the open bathroom in front of everyone.
Lying on my bed for everyone else to come back from the bathroom, I closed my eyes briefly and then struggled to open them again and after I closed them for the second time and thought to myself James could wait until tomorrow night to pick things up where we left off. The deed was done and I passed out obviously because I was tired out from my little bathroom workout with James and rugby practice.
I’m guessing it was a few hours later that it happened. I suddenly woke up to a feeling of immense pleasure but as soon as I open my eyes and moved my head it stopped. I must have been dreaming I thought to myself.
I was soon to find out that I was wrong because after few moments once It looked like I had gone back to sleep the feeling started again. Something was sucking on my dick! I lifted my head to see that my blanket was removed from the bottom half of my body and my dick was out of the hole in my boxers. I still had to figure out who was sucking on my knob.
I knew straight away as soon as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I was James’s beautiful blonde curls bobbing up and down over my dick. James I said, he stopped and looked up at me with a shocked expression on his face and he explains how he couldn’t wait. I told him how it was fine and he went back to work sucking up and down on my raging cock.
This was even better than the first time, he had certainly improved a lot and I could tell. I sat up in my bed and because he was on his hands and knees sucking my cock I got the full view of his glorious 5 inch cock which was so rock had it was up against his sick pack. I couldn’t waste an opportunity like this and with my right hand I grabbed it and it sat perfectly in my hand. With the precum that was on the head of his uncircumcised dick and began to wank it, starting slowly and gradually picking up pace. With my left hand I started face fucking him again using my hand to push his head up and down just the way I wanted it to be done.
Moments later I felt his cock begin to throb in my hand and at the same time I had a tingly feeling in my dick. It was about to happen and it was about to happen at the same time for both of us, a very exciting thought. I was first to blow my load and he got a sudden shock as the strong cum shot hit the back of his throat and a few seconds later I felt his magical cum squirting all over my stomach. His load wasn’t very big because he wasn’t fully developed yet but mine was gigantic yet he managed to take it all down much to my surprise again. He wanted more and proceeded to lick his own cum off my stomach which was a feeling that just added to my orgasmic felling.
Early that day I got to ass fuck him and he thought now would be the perfect time to cash in the favour I own him. He pushed me onto my back on my bed and then suddenly he put his hand on my now clean stomach and pulled me over so I was now lying on my stomach with my virgin tight ass exposed.
He now took his tight boxers off from around his ankles and fetched the tub of Vaseline which I had next to the side of my bed for personal wanking. He walked behind my bed to where my ass was and I heard him pop open the cap of the Vaseline. Shiver were sent down the back of my spine as he inserted his finger imbetween my ass checks, making sure my ass was going to be ready to take his cock. He put some on his cock and off we were, I felt his cock been shoved imbetween my as cheeks and then against my hole. As I thought this would hurt, I had a pillow to scream into, boy was I right. As soon has his cock made into my ass after much pushing and once he began fucking me I started feeling the pain. I let my cries of pain out into the pillow not to let anybody hear what was going on. He spread my legs as wide as possible making my ass fell tighter will he was fucking me back and forward.
After a minute or so I started to enjoy it. My ass was much looser now and it was all worth it. He continued to pound my ass for the next 4 minutes and then I heard the sound of his balls clapping against mine which just gave me a flash back of when I was fucking him.
His pound began to get increasingly faster until his cock started throbbing and then he gave his final gigantic push into my and he blew his second load into his tight ass. He fell on top of my back in exhaustion for the brilliant fucking with his cock still inside me. The feeling was one of the best I had ever had. I closed my eyes once again and slowly drifted off again into a deep sleep.
I woke up to the dorm morning bell in a huge panic, was he in my bed? What about the mess we made? I sat up and looked around. There was on one in my bed, the cum stains were clean and the Vaseline was back in its place. I looked under the covers and saw that my boxers were back on. He had obviously clean everything up and left in the night.
It almost felt like it didn’t happen at all until I stood up and was rudely greeted by a pain in my ass. What a night.
I walked into the bathroom to take a leak. The toilets are past the showers and some guys were showering. As I walked past I noticed an ass, not just any ass, it was James’s hairless ass followed by a pair of nice muscle legs. I felt my boxers rising from the view and rushed off to the toilet reminiscing the night before.
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Mr. Martin

This is the story of how I lost my virginity to my high school drama teacher.
This fictional story was written for the entertainment of adults and should not be viewed by those under the legal age.

The First Time for a Pair of First Time Lovers

The lead up is a little bit long but it leads straight into a very good sex scene in my opinion. No, this is not a true story, but I wish that it had been. I may even write a follow up story if I get good reviews, but I’ve held you up long enough, go ahead and enjoy the story.

Rachel’s Shaved Pussy, No. Five

This is probably my most outright fetishistic piece yet, and takes things in a particular, probably quite niche, direction. Some people may not like the second part, but if so, just remember this is a FANTASY.

After Class

Short little story. Sorry I haven’t been posting anything, been busy with classes and my room mate is constantly here so yeah. Hope you guys and girls enjoy this.

The Keyhole

I’ve noticed the trend where I post stories that I intend to continue but then lose interest after posting. I’ll try and get some continuations up here soon. This is my first BDSM focused story, so if anyone has some pointers or suggestions, I’d love to hear them. Also the age of the main character is meant to be ambiguous, make it whatever you feel comfortable with. Change the recess scene to Co-ed gym class if that makes more sense.

Hot For Teacher

It was another cold winter afternoon and again I found it extremely hard to concentrate in my English 10 class. This was because I found it hard to think about anything other than what I would do to my teacher Mrs. Lawson if I had the chance. I wasn’t the only one either; I went to school at an all boy’s school and we all have been mighty distracted by our sexy English teacher.
Mrs. Lawson is beyond beautiful. She is 21 and this is her first year teaching. She has silky blonde hair that falls down just below her shoulders; she has a great smile, deep blue eyes and radiant skin. She has big round breasts, a juicy ass and shapely legs that seem to go on forever. To add to all of that she is a really nice person that legitimately cares for her students.
The bell rang; I went home and started on some of my homework. During the course of doing some math I got distracted and started surfing the net. Of course this led to watching porn. I started looking for some good videos when I stumbled upon something that caught my eye. It was a site where students posted sexy videos and pictures of their hot teachers. There were no nudes; it was mostly up skirts, hard nipples and cleavage. It was very sexy nonetheless. I quickly jacked off, and then I hatched a plan to get my own sexy teacher material from Mrs. Lawson.
The next day I walked into my English class with my cell phone handy.
Mrs. Lawson walked in wearing a plaid skirt that came down just below her knees and a blouse that was kind of low cut.
Throughout the class I didn’t have many opportunities to get some sexy pictures but I did get one of her bending over with her skirt caught in between her ass cheeks.
At the end of class I asked for her help with some homework. She bent over the desk and started reading the article we were answering questions on. As she bent over her blouse slipped down a bit exposing some cleavage. She was looking down so I sneakily took out my phone and put it on video. She bent more as she tried making out a word in the article; this made her blouse fall lower so that her white bra was showing.
As she finished helping me she turned to start walking back to her desk but she accidentally knocked over my pencil case with her arm causing my pencils and pens scatter on the ground.
“Oh Dear!” she said “let me get that for you.”
She got on all fours and started gathering my pencils. Her shapely ass was pushing against the fabric of her skirt. I once again put my phone on video. Her ass was pushed out further; this caused her skirt to ride up; showing her sexy legs and thighs all the way up to just below her ass. She was pretty focused on collecting my pencils so I decided to push my luck. I cautiously put my hand on her skirt and slowly peeled it up so her sweet panty clad ass. She was wearing white cotton panties that fit her ass perfectly. Once I got it on video I put her skirt back down.
Once she finished I decided it was time to go so I thanked her for her help and I headed home. Right away I went to my room and started jacking off to the videos of her cleavage and ass.
As the week went on I got more and more material on my cell phone. I got some more up skirt pictures, more videos of her ass and cleavage as she bended over and on one particularly cold day I took a video of her hard nipples which were clearly showing through her blouse.
On Friday I went home and I uploaded all of the material I had on to my computer and started making one long video.
After I finished I found it to be much sexier than any of the videos on that website. Then I started thinking about what Mrs. Lawson would think if I posted this on that site. She would obviously be very embarrassed. That is when an idea hit me. I wondered if I could blackmail her. There was only on way to find out.
That night I made a secret email account and emailed the video to her and waited for a reply.
About an hour later I got an email that read
“Oh my God, who are you And where did you get this”
I replied
“I will be the one asking questions. And the question I have is what will you be willing to do to keep this from getting on the internet”
She replied
“Anything. Do you want money or grades”
“Neither, you are a very sexy woman. I just think you should show it more.”
She replied
“Ok, tell me where you live, I’ll come over and show you whatever you want.”
I was ecstatic, I was about to tell her my address until my slight intelligence kicked in. She was probably just asking me where I live so she could find out who I was. And if the school found out of this I would be expelled for sure.
I replied
“Nice try, I meant you should show your body more in class. Do you have a mini skirt”
She replied
“No.”
“I want you wearing a mini skirt that ends well above your knees and a thong that matches it. And wear your white low cut blouse with a pushup bra. If you don’t have some of these things I suggest you start shopping because if you aren’t dressed exactly as I say I will release the video onto the internet.”
I waited for hours but there was no reply. I waited the whole weekend but she still never answered back.
Monday morning I got up quickly and rushed off to school. English was my last class so I had to go the whole day wondering whether Mrs. Lawson would wear what I told her to. Finally my last block came; I was the first one in class. The suspense was killing me. About 5 minutes after the bell rang she walked into class. The whole class was speechless.
To my delight Mrs. Lawson wore exactly what I told her to. She wore a white mini skirt that ended about 2 inches above her knees. Her breasts looked magnificent. The pushup bra pushing her breasts up and out and her low cut white blouse combined to show some serious cleavage.
Mrs. Lawson started blushing as each and every boy in the class had his eyes on her chest. She tried to go on and teach the lesson but it was pretty obvious that none of us cared about English at the moment.
After the lesson we had about half an hour to start on our homework. Mrs. Lawson sank into her chair and put up a book so that as much of her was covered as possible.
I saw what she was trying to do so I asked her for some help. She reluctantly got out of her desk and walked over to my desk. Once again she bent over to look at the question. This time as she bent lower, her big breasts looked like they were about to burst out of her bra!
I took out my camera and once again put it on video. I asked her some more questions so I could take as long of a video as possible.
After she was done helping me the boy next to me asked her a question. She bent over the side of his desk so that her ass was facing me. Her skirt rode up as her ass was pushed out. Her ass looked so good that I had to resist the urge to pinch it. I made another video though; once again I cautiously peeled her skirt, this time all the way up. She was wearing a small white thong like I told her too. A few boys around me noticed what I was doing. They smiled and gave me thumbs up. The boy asking the question noticed too, he asked her to read a word he didn’t understand. She bent over more to make it out; this pushed her ass out farther. Her thong was sinking into her ass crack; exposing more and more of her bare ass. I made a pretty long video before I put her skirt back down.
After school I sent her another email
“Good job, you were magnificent, keep this up and you will never have to worry about me posting the video.”
She replied
“Keep this up I thought I only had to do this for one day”
“Just a few more days sweetheart, I promise.” I lied “And by the way what is your phone number”
She replied
“778-2839”
“Good. I am going to be texting you during class from now on. Make sure you keep cell phone handy and you do exactly what I say. Now for tomorrow I’m going to bring you clothes to wear for English class.”
I went to the mall and bought some clothes for Mrs. Lawson.
What I ended up buying were pink TNA pants and an extra small pink shirt that said slut on the chest. I put them in a box and put a note that said “no underwear” in the box.
The next day at school I gave the box to a friend of mine and told him to give it to the office saying that it was a gift to Mrs. Lawson.
In English class Mrs. Lawson walked in wearing the hot pink TNA pants that I bought for her. They were so skin tight that it looked like they were simply painted on. The fabric sunk into her ass cheeks so the shape of her heart shaped ass was perfectly visible.
But she was wearing a jacket over her t shirt.
I texted her telling her to take off the jacket
She responded back saying that she wasn’t allowed to wear shirts with profanity written on it.
I told her to do it or else.
She started blushing. She slowly unzipped her jacket and let it fall to the floor. The whole class gasped. The t-shirt was XXX small so it came up above her belly button, it was seemingly about to burst at any moment due to her bust. It was cold so her nipples were very hard. And the sexiest thing was that in glittery pink letters it said SLUT on her breast area.
She was blushing more than ever. She taught the lesson as fast as she could and then she sat in her chair trying to cover herself.
I texted her and told her to get up and stretch in front of the class. Reluctantly she got up and sort of yawned in front of the class; bringing her arms up as far as possible. This lifted her shirt even higher. I texted her telling her to bring her arms behind her back so her breasts were stuck out as far as possible and hold it for until I tell you to stop.
She reluctantly did so. Her breasts looked like they were about to burst out of the t-shirt. The shirt rode up so high that it ended just below her breasts. Her nipples were hard enough to poke 2 holes through the fabric. I got out my phone, zoomed in and started filming. The entire class was gazing at her amazing breasts. After a couple minutes, I texted her giving her the okay to stop.
Next I told her to knock over a stack of papers on her desk and then bend over to pick them up.
She did so and bent over so her ass was facing the class. The fabric sunk so far into her ass that the exact shape of her perfect ass could be seen. The class was in awe.
As the class went on I sent her texts which made her show off every part of her body.
When the class ended I waited for everybody to leave before I approached Mrs. Lawson.
“You did a great job today” I said
“It’s YOU!” she screamed
“Yeah it’s me.” I replied “I don’t care if you know now, with the new videos I have of you, you wouldn’t dare push me.”
“Why you bastard, I am going to have you expelled!”
“With the video of you in a skimpy shirt, showing off your tits in front of your class, who would believe I blackmailed you So if I were you I would a good girl and do what I say.”
She had no response, she knew this was true. She would not only be embarrassed if I posted the video, she would be fired and most likely never allowed to teach again.
I sat down in her chair, took out my cell phone, and put it on video.
“Now I want you to return the clothes I so graciously gave you.” I smiled
“I’m not wearing anything underneath though!”
“Exactly.”
She reluctantly peeled her shirt up to her boobs. She paused for a few seconds.
“Go on” I said
She took it off slowly, letting her breasts free.
I was in awe. Her breasts were magnificent. They were big and round but at the same time were completely sag free. Her light nipples were medium in size but they were extremely pointy.
I must have sat there for about 5 minutes in awe before I told her to take off her pants.
She was having difficulty peeling her skin tight pants off. She jumped up and down a little in an attempt to get them off, this made her tits bounce.
She finally got them off. For the first time I saw her pussy. It was a thing of beauty. It was completely hairless, it looked really tight.
“Give me the clothes.”
“What I can’t my other clothes are in the teacher’s lounge, I can’t walk around the school naked.”
“Ummm alright. I’ll let you earn them back. Come over here.”
She walked over
I grabbed her hips and pulled her down so she was sitting on my lap. I grabbed her breast with my left hand and I started playing with her hardened nipple. She shivered, but she knew she couldn’t do anything to make me stop.
“Have you ever given a blowjob Mrs. Lawson”
“Oh please don’t make me do it.”
I unzipped my jeans and whipped out my 7 inch cock.
“Touch it.”
She reluctantly touched it with her index finger.
“Good now put your fingers around it.”
She did. It felt so warm and good. I was getting this all on video too.
“Mmmm good now get on your knees.”
She did, she feared what she would hear next.
“lick the tip of my head.”
“NO please that’s gross.”
“Do it.”
She slowly brought her mouth closer to my head and she quickly touched the tip with her tongue and withdrew it; sending a jolt through my entire body.
Circle my head with your tongue now.
She slowly circled the head of my cock with her tongue. It tickled, it felt so good.
“Now put your lips on my cock head.”
She did, her lips felt like pillow for my cock.
“Slowly deep throat now”
She swallowed my cock slowly. It felt so wet and warm, I loved it. She started sucking slowly. I laid back; waving my left hand through her silky hair while filming with my right hand.
“Faster”
She started bobbing her head faster and faster.
I finally came and exploded in her mouth.
“Mmm good, open your mouth wide.”
She did, there was a lot of cum in her mouth, I filmed it.
“Now swallow it.”
She reluctantly did. She showed me her mouth after. I was satisfied.
I zipped up my pants and stood up.
“Nice, you are quite the cock sucker Mrs. Lawson.” I smiled as I tossed her the clothes and left.
Since Mrs. Lawson had been a good girl I decided to give her the next day off. I walked into English class the next day to find that Mrs. Lawson was wearing a Black turtleneck sweater and blue jeans.
The boys in the class were pretty disappointed in her choice of clothing. After Mrs. Lawson finished her lesson she sat down in her chair and proceeded to do some marking.
I asked her a question to make her come to my desk. Once again she bent over.
“Just keep your eyes down on my paper.” I whispered to her
Her eyes were locked on my paper. I put my right hand under the desk and grazed her inner thigh. I slid my index finger slowly towards her vagina.
She started breathing heavily but kept her eyes down on the paper, she didn’t want to make a scene in front of the class.
I reached her pussy; I started massaging it through her jeans.
“Call me up to your desk.” I whispered to her
She stood up and walked over to her desk. A few minutes later she called me up to her desk to “talk to me about my grades.”
I walked up to her desk and pulled up a chair on her side. Her desk was one of those big old fashioned teacher’s desks so nothing from the chest down was visible on the other side.
“Unzip your pants” I told her
She looked around nervously. She slowly started unzipping her jeans. She slid them down to her knees. She had white cotton panties on.
I started rubbing her pussy through her panties. Sure enough a wet spot started showing through her white panties.
I looked at her, she was looking around nervously; nobody had noticed what was going on behind the teacher’s desk. The wet spot was getting bigger and bigger. Her cheeks were red. She was embarrassed that she was getting wet from a student touching her pussy.
“Don’t worry, it is only natural for a slut to like having her pussy played with.” I whispered “Slide your panties down.”
She slowly slid her panties down to her knees; revealing her clean shaven pussy. I rubbed the lips of her bare pussy. It was getting really wet. I slowly entered it with my index finger. I started fingering her oozing pussy.
I yelled out “Oh sorry Mrs. Lawson, let me get that.” So the whole class heard.
I got on my knees pretending I dropped something and was going to pick it up. I slid her jeans and panties off of her entirely. I spread her legs wide and I brought my finger out of her pussy and used my hands to split her pussy lips apart.
I brought my mouth to her pussy. I licked her lips before I entered her juicy pussy with my tongue. This sent a quiver down her spine. I plunged my tongue deep into her pussy and started exploring every facet of it.
Apparently I found a sensitive part as I heard Mrs. Lawson moan quietly. She covered her mouth. I spent more time on that spot. After some time she started shaking and quivering, her pussy juice started flowing more freely until finally she orgasmed. She had to squeeze her hand over her mouth to keep herself from moaning.
Quite satisfied with myself, I slurped up what juices I could and then withdrew my tongue from her pussy. I wiped off her juice from my lips with her panties. I sat back on my chair.
“I’m gonna keep these as a souvenir.” I smiled as I put her panties into my pocket.
She was about to say something but kept silent and simply slid her jeans back on. Just then the bell rang and the students left.
“Well aren’t you going to thank me for making you orgasm” I asked
“Just get out of here pervert.” She answered angrily
“Well that’s impolite of you, just for that I’m going to bring you something very special to wear for tomorrow.” I said as I left.
Afterschool instead of going to the mall I went to a special adult store and picked out a sex schoolgirl outfit for Mrs. Lawson.
The next day at lunch I visited Mrs. Lawson in her room and gave her the clothes she was to wear in English class.
She looked at them
“No way, I can’t wear this. I would rather be fired.”
I took out my cell phone and showed her the video of her sucking my cock.
“Sweet heart you wouldn’t just be fired, you would be doing major time in prison.”
Her cheeks reddened. She had no reply. I left her with the clothes and reminded her that no underwear was allowed.
English class rolled around. I was the first one in class. The class slowly started to fill up until it was full. There was still no sign of Mrs. Lawson.
About 5 minutes into class the door slowly opened.
I’m pretty sure the whole class got an instant boner from seeing their teacher.
Mrs. Lawson was wearing a super mini plaid skirt which came only about an inch below her ass. On top she was wearing an extra small sleeveless white button up blouse which came up about 2 inches above her belly button. She buttoned it up all the way but it was so small that there was still ample cleavage showing.
I texted her telling her to let us have free time for the whole class.
She did this.
Then I told her to sit up on her desk and cross her legs.
She did so; she got on her desk and crossed her legs. This made her skirt ride up so high that just about the only thing it was covering was her pussy! Her smooth tan legs and thighs looked so sexy!
She blushed, every eye in the class was fixated on her legs and trying to get a look at her pussy.
“Um, you guys should start working on your novel studies.” She said in a desperate attempt to get the eyes off of her body. It didn’t work.
I texted her, telling her to unbutton a button on her blouse.
Her hands were shaking, she brought them up to her blouse and unbuttoned the first button and her breasts almost fell out entirely! She quickly adjusted it but the blouse still didn’t cover much. The outsides of her nipples were showing. Instantly the eyes shifted from her legs to her chest.
I texted her telling her to spread her legs. Slowly she spread her legs so that her pussy was showing for the entire class to see. The class ooed and awed. For a lot of them this was the first pussy they ever saw.
Mrs. Lawson was shaking with embarrassment as the whole class had an unobstructed view of her pussy.
Next I told her to unbutton the next button on her blouse.
She nervously looked at me and shook her head.
I mouthed the words “do it.”
She shakily unbuttoned the next button. Slower this time. Now half of her nipples were showing! Her tits looked amazing.
I raised my hand.
“Mrs. Lawson I need help with my novel study.” I said
She reluctantly walked over. She stood straight up this time. I whispered to her to bend down, she did. This was much to the delight of the boy sitting in front of me as her skirt rode up so the bottom half of her bare ass was in his face. He was gazing at it, bringing his face as close to it as possible.
I started massaging her breasts through the fabric. This time everybody noticed what I was doing. Mrs. Lawson kept her eyes on paper but it didn’t help this time. The boy behind her noticed me touching her boobs, so he peeled her skirt up and started massaging her ass cheeks. A couple more boys joined in. But before the situation got too out of control, Mrs. Lawson quickly retreated back to her desk and got the class to calm down with threats of detention.
I couldn’t take it anymore; Mrs. Lawson looked so good that I had to have her!
I texted her, telling her to call me up to her desk again.
She did claiming I had some missing assignments that she needed to talk to me about.
I walked up and instructed her to lie down on the floor. She did. I kneeled down on top of her; getting as low as I could, I hoped nobody could see me. I unbuttoned the last button on her blouse and tossed it aside. I started sucking her left nipple while massaging her right breast with my other hand.
“Please don’t do this.” She whispered
I said nothing. I unzipped my jeans and slid my boxers down. My hard cock sprung free. I played with her tits more, until both of her nipples were hard.
I kissed up her neck until my lips found hers. I passionately French kissed her while I peeled her skirt all the way up. I played with her pussy and it once again started to moisten up.
I brought my dick close to her pussy and gently entered her pussy. Her pussy was so tight and warm, it felt so good. I once again put my mouth on her soft breasts and sucked them.
After pumping her hard for about a she let out a moan as she climaxed. She covered her mouth right away but it was too late. A few of the boys noticed and came up to the desk. One announced
“Hey the Mrs. Lawson is getting fucked!”
Mrs. Lawson was paralyzed with fear and embarrassment, her cheeks were redder then ever. Soon the whole class gathered around her desk to the sight of her lying naked on the floor with me on top of her.
“Man look at that body.” One said
“Damn she looks like a porn star but 10 times hotter!” yelled another.
I didn’t know what to do at this moment, so I decided to let my dick do the thinking. I picked Mrs. Lawson up and bent her over the teacher’s desk. There wasn’t much resistance from her, she knew there was nothing she could do.
I bent her over the desk, I slipped her skirt off and threw it into the crowd that was watching. They cheered.
“Fuck her, Fuck her, Fuck her!” They chanted
I entered my dick into her pussy from behind and pumped slowly. I put my hands around her waist, occasionally massaging her sexy ass. Her abdomen was supported by the desk but her titties were hanging free. As I started fucking her harder her tits started rocking back and forth.
“The crowd cheered as her tits rocked”
“Damn look at those boobs rock!” yelled a boy
I looked up; there were at least 4 or 5 boys videotaping this on their phones.
As I fucked her harder, Mrs. Lawson uncontrollably started moaning. The boys loved this and cheered louder
“She even moans like a porn star.”
I fucked her harder and harder until I was ready to explode. I withdrew and turned her body over. I got on the desk and put her tits around my cock and started to thrust. This felt so good. It wasn’t long until I exploded cum all over her tits.
“SWALLOW, SWALLOW, SWALLOW.” They chanted
“Do it.” I said
Mrs. Lawson brought one tit at a time up to her mouth and licked it clean, much to the delight of the class.
Once she was clean I got dressed.
“Now listen.” I said in front of the class “We have a beautiful thing going right now. I have Mrs. Lawson blackmailed so she will do anything we say. But in order for this to work NOTHING that happens in this classroom can leave this classroom alright”
The whole class agreed to this.
“Good, I have a feeling this is going to be the best English class any of us ever have.” I smiled as I looked at Mrs. Lawson lying naked on her desk; breathing heavily; cheeks red.

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Rachael and her three geek friends 2

Rachael was blushing red after replying that when she noticed,Tony’s pants.It was clearly visible that he had raging hard on hiding and then she noticed the other two guys and there were no different.Rachael always knew that she was beautiful and had a sexy body but seeing what kind of effect she can have on guys was making her excited.All three of them started whispering and Rachael was curious what are they talking about now.Jon came forward and hesitantly asked “Can we…can we touch it,please Rachael?”

Love for the Game

My childhood was a constant struggle of up and downs, being anything but ordinary. Never meeting my father who had left my mother and I, and my mother who was my whole world, died of cancer when I was only five years old. At the age of five, with nobody willing to take me into their homes, I was put into the system and was placed in a foster home. Moving into a a overly average 5000 square foot house that was secluded from others, occupied by a married couple and a daughter a year younger than me, I began my life in the city of Benham, Kentucky where the population barely exceeded 530.
Rick, my foster dad, a retired professional basketball player, was now the varsity basketball coach for the local high school team. Since he wasn’t blessed with a son, he ingrained in me the fundamentals of basketball. Teaching me how to dribble, perform a correct jump-shot, and maintaining a formidable defense. After many years of training, playing on a wide-range of teams, and traveling to many major cities for training camps,I began to sneak upon my freshman year where I attend the high school my foster dad coached.
The next year, I was a freshman, matriculating into the same high school my foster father both taught and coached at. By now I had hit my growth spurt and stood at six foot six and weighed approxiametely two hundred and ten pounds. It was prominent, as the son of the coach and hardcore training over many years, I would be playing basketball. Coaching twenty years at a perrenial losing school and obtaining two potientallly star quality players , my foster dad began to develop and new system for the varsity team. Since I wasn’t going to be playing any games my freshman year, Rick put me on a rigid weight lifting program and provided me with the essential supplements for my success. Not seeing any playing time my freshman year, I focused my attention on lifting weights, and if I was not working on fundamentals in basketball, I was spending every free moment in the weight room and using the weights to help me build more muscle. Initially my weight had dropped to a low of one hundred ninety pounds, but it slowly came back. By time freshman year was ending, I was back to my normal two hundred ten pounds, but now very little fat was visible on my body. I was bigger, leaner , and much quicker after just a year of being in the program. During the summer that year, My dad had paid for me to go join a summer basketball camp at University of Kentucky. Being a former University of Kentucky student athlete graduate, my dad had many colleagues and buddies who coached or were trainers for the sports teams. There I met a old college buddy of my father, who had played basketball with him and there I began my workout. Rick already had plans that as a sophomore, I would start at the small forward position along with the other guy, Blake, the point guard, the other potential star that came into the high school with me.
By time my sophomore year rolled around, people began taking notice on me. Girls who had once never looked towards my direction, were now taking second, longer looks and often smiling at me. I walked past my foster sister, Emily, and her friends and overheard one of her friends mentioning how muscular and hot I became. As nice as it was to receive attention i had not had before, my main focus was basketball and I had to remove those thoughts from my mind. After many workouts during the next couple of months, not to much longer the winter season came around and along with it came basketball season. Not really worried about not making varsity since I made it last year, I still worked to the extreme extent just in case they got a couple of decent recruits or transfer students. Everyday after practice, I would make my way to a newly built, secluded health club called Fitness and finesse. My first day there I was shocked to see , Blake, our starting point guard, there working out by himself. Seeing as we were teammates I offered to workout with him and ever since we had been working out together both in the club’s basketball court and weight room, developing good chemistry with each other.
Even though I tried to be oblivious to my surroundings if it was not related to basketball, but no matter how hard I tried I always seem my eyes always seemed to fixate themselves on Cara, one of Emily’s friends, and a competitor with Emily for prettiest girl in our year. She was in all of my classes this year and although we did not talk often, she still sat beside me in some of my classes. Saying she was beautiful would be an understatement. She stood close to six foot two and was the co-captain of both the varsity basketball and varsity volleyball team. She had an amazingly fit, enticing athletic body for a modest sixteen year old. Her facial features were a sight to behold, she could have put any famous super model to shame, her golden skin smooth, her large deep cool gray eyes, and dirty blonde hair that stopped just below her shoulders.
Around this time, we were having a hardcore practice a week before our first game and then injuries began to play games with me. When I was going to collect a rebound, I landed awkwardly and later found out I had rolled my ankle. This injury put me in a ankle brace for about eight weeks, and would end my sophomore season before it even started. Since he wanted me healthy for the next year, Rick had me sit and heal for the whole year. Since my injury, I had been working out light to maintain my body build and not let any muscle turn into fat. By the end of my sophomore year I had grown to six foot eight.
Early next year, Rick stepped into my room. He wore his stern “coach” face, and I knew this would be one of his many famous coach speeches. He sat at the edge of the bed and pondered about what to say.
“Son I want you to know, in order for this team to win more games, we need you on the court and healthy. Blake can’t play every team by himself he needs help from another star,” he explained.
“I understand, I’ll do my best,” I replied.
Since my injury had healed, once again I was back on my regiment training program at the health club, working on the fundamentals and weight lifting with Blake. I was going into my junior season and since I had sat out my freshman year and was injured during my sophomore year, I was determined to make a my debut this year. As of right now, I was now six foot eight, and two hundred twenty pounds. Since football season was coming to an end, we still had a month until our season started so we had work outs everyday after school from two to four. After three weeks of work outs, my verticle, speed, size , and basketball IQ were the talk of the school. Going one on one with our centers, small forwards, and power forwards, I dominated them all with ease, including the seniors. It came to the attention of a reporter who worked at UKP, a local news station, who was in charge of the sports section. Coming by the house, we had an thirty minute interview that was showed on the Friday night sports segment on UKP. Coming back from the weekend break, I was a celebrity at school, getting high-fives, chest bumps, and many jokes on my half of being nervous during my interview.
As a junior, my school was tried their best to put into our heads about our future, so I took an AP class on account of “preparation”. I grabbed a seat in the back hoping to keep myself out of view. I was a extremely good student, rarely having to study since I was blessed with the gift of a photographic memory. By now I was now the talk of the school, and as the local news station described me, the savior grace of Blaine High and the best player that the school has had since its first days. I had never dated any girls from school, in fact I barely had the time for anything social the only person I really associated with was Blake. But sitting next to me was the basketball,volleyball all-star was Cara. She was a girl in the “in-crowd” along with my foster sister , Emily, who seemed to be the center of attention and dictated how the school was ran. I had only spoken to her a few times when she would spend a night with Emily,but it we only exchanged a greeting and an occasional conversation about basketball. As she sat down next to me, I couldn’t help but glance at her, only to be caught by her and recieved a angelic smile. It began difficult to focus in class, as my mind began to wonder. Soon the bell rang and I was off to workouts.
After another month of school, our football team won the state championship as they were lead to victory by our quarterback,Phil Micheals, who was a top college prospect. Now we we upon the arrival of the basketball season. On Friday, the season started against our town rivals and past state champions, Winchester High. They were a highly skilled and depended heavly on their championship defense, led by their seven foot star center, Joe Edwards. This would be my first game as a starter, I had been waiting for this debut for the past three years. By time I was on the court, I silenced everything from my mind, but Blake and the sound of the ball dribbling. My goal was to score, get into their heads, and shut down Joe. It was only the half time, but we had a 41-39 lead on the State Champions. With my ability to score, the elite, precision passes and driving skills by Blake, we had them on their heels wondering how we had gotten so good. Coach had me and Blake sit out the third quarter to rest and I had to watch as Joe and his team turned the tides and took a 62-43 lead going into the fourth quarter. Coming back into the game in the fourth quarter, me and Blake’s chemistry exploded as we were throwing alley oops, behind the back passes, and set each other for three-point shots. Much to the chagrin of Winchester, they watched as their lead diminished from 62-43 to 65-63. Only making a three pointer off a bad defense play that left their shooting guard wide open. With 10 seconds left in the fourth quarter, the ball was back in my hands and I was at the the top of the key with their small forward guarding me. 10,9,8,7,6, I hit a quick double crossover on him easily getting past him, and spun on the incoming defender trying to help his teammate. 5,4,3,2,1. With the clock dwindling down on my way to the lane to make this game go into OT, I came face to face with Joe, who stood ready to block me at all cost, the star players going head to head. Coming to a stop, I pumped a jumpshot that got Joe into the air, and leaning into him, I through up a shot that miraculously went in, and earned a free shot as Joe was called for the foul. The crowd was silent as I stood at the line. Growing up, Rick told me free throws decide a game, so I was often practicing them. Bouncing the ball three times, flipping the ball in the palm of my hand, I bent my knees and let the ball soar towards the basket and watched as it hit the back of the net and signaled our victory. The crowd erupted into a deafening sign of applause and cheers as we took the win from the State Champions. I earned a few high fives from the guys, a fist bump from Blake, and a rare smile from Rick.
We were off on the right track. I had a decent game finishing with a double-double with twenty-six points, 10 rebounds, a block, and three steals. The newstation was kind to me the next day, calling me Saint Jay, the man who let his hand show his team the way to victory over the state champs. I stayed home on Sunday to rest and invited Blake over for some video games. The next day at school, I recieved applaused in my classes. Cara turned to me in class and congratulated me on a great game and told me she had enjoyed watching me play. Giving her a small nod, I thanked her.
We won our next four games by large margins, The teams were seeing a whole new Blaine basketball team that was dominating anybody they played. I continued to average a double-double with twenty plus points and ten plus rebounds per game. I was just getting home from the health club when Emily walked into my room.
“Someone I know has been talking about you lately and is often hinting that she wants you to ask her out,” Emily told me.
“Really? Someone told you about me?” I asked.
“Uh-huh, you interested in a date?” she asked a smile forming on her lips.
“Depends, who is she?”
“Well she’s very pretty, smart athletic, my friend and really likes you.” She replied ” She sits next to you in your AP World History class.”
“Cara?” I asked a little too eagerly.
“Bingo!” she smiled widely.
I looked at Emily like she was crazy. I didn’t really believe her because she would often try to play tricks on me so I quickly found out not to apprehend what she tells me. She went on to tell me, that Cara had wondered why I never spoke to her, was it because I already had a girlfriend. Knowing me to be oblivious to anything but basketball, Cara told her no , that my mind was just on basketball.
I thought about it the next couple of days, but my mind was on our back to back games on Thursday and Friday night. We played and beat a easy team on Thursday, but tonight we played against the runner ups of last year’s state championship, a certain playoff contender. This was of course another must win game to help boost our morale. My mind was completely focused on the game.
“Hey Devon, what are you doing after the game?” Cara asked approaching me.
“Just going home and resting,” I replied.
“Oh, well a friend of mine is having a party after a game, and since Emily was going with Brandon, would you like to…. you go…with me,” She said nervously.
“Sorry, I’m not the kind of guy to party,” I said quietly.
“Yeah I know, Cara told me all you think about is basketball, but I figured I should ask anyway,” she replied.
She seemed really disappointed and I thought back to what Emily had told me earlier. Before she could leave the classroom, I grabbed her hand.
“You going to the game tonight?”, I asked.
“Wouldn’t miss it, and neither will the rest of the student body,” she beamed.
“Lets see what happens after the game,” I told her.
She smiled instantly. “Okay!”
As we entered the court of the opposing team, we were instantly booed, letting us know we were not wanted here. Playing many years of basketball, I learn to drown out the noise of the crowd as they were irrelevant, however it is always better to know they are cheering for you. The home team’s starting lineup was called up, receiving applause from their crowd. Then in a disturbed tone, they named our starting line up, receiving repetitive boos.
We lined up at the center of the court, waiting for the opening tip. With the ball in the air, our center quickly tipped the ball to the back court towards Blake, who picked up the ball and through a pass to me while I was running in a open lane, easily scoring. Me and Blake went to work quickly at the beginning of the game, using our provided chemistry to use a bunch of maneuvers and passes to break down their defense. We were had a good eleven point lead of 28-17, at the end of the first quarter.
In the second half they tried bringing two people to guard me instead of one. I figured I’d see this happen eventually, so I was always prepared for this. We performed a three man weave with our teammate,James, the shooting guard. Blake passes to me, then I to James, James back to Blake, Blake to James, and me for the cut in to the lane for a score. This method was only effective enough to bring the lead up by six points. Everytime I got the ball they would bring to people on me, so I would have to pass it to the open man for assists. We went up to a 72-46 lead at the end of the third quarter. Coach Rick to the starters out the game in the fourth quarter to let the second string get playing time. We never relinquished the lead ending the game 84-68. I finished the game with twenty points, seven rebounds, and a career high of fourteen assists. Looking around, I found Cara standing with Emily and I guess the guy she was taking to the party, Brandon. She smiled and waved me over when she saw me.
“Hey Devon, nice game today,” she said.
“Thanks, it was a much needed win, now we can continue our undefeated season,” I replied.
“You want to go to the party?” SHe asked
“Actually, how about I take you to dinner instead?” I asked.
“Sure!” she replied.
“Good, can you wait until I take a shower and get changed.?”, I asked.
“Yes I’ll meet you in the parking lot,” she told me.
I walked into the locker room, jumped into the shower, satisfied with my now fresh scent, I got out and put my clothes on. Packing my game shoes, shorts, and jersey in my bag, I headed to the parking lot.
We walked over to my camaro. There was a few good things about having a former professional basketball player as a foster dad. Tossing my bag in the backseat, I opened Cara’s door for her, then walked to my side and got in the drivers seat. I was taking her to a new five-star resturant that just opened up a mile from where we were.
“Do you have a curfew?” I asked her.
“No, My parents trust me,” She replied.
We had a really good time, she ordered a roundhouse steak, and I just got a burger and fries. We talked about what I planned to do after high school, what college I was thinking about going to, where I was born, and just things about myself. Looking at my watch, I had noticed we had been in the resturant “for an hour and a half.
“You ready to leave?”, I asked her.
“Yes,” she replied.
Paying for the dineer, I slipped a ten dollar tip and we headed for my car. I drove her to her house, got out and opened her door for her. She told me she had a great night. STanding on her tippy toes, she gave me a quick peck on the lips before hurring inside her house.
We easily won our next nine games by a margin of twenty or more, our dynamic offense being the deciding factor. We held all of our teams under fifty while we managed to score more than eighty each game; breaching the hundred point mark twice. Rick was getting calls from recruiters asking him what college I planned on attending. He kept all options open by telling them all that it was my decision after all.It was quite ordinary to see me on the news as it was always how many great plays I made that kept our undefeated season alive.
Ever since the night we had dinner after the game, me and Cara dated many times over the past couple of weeks, going out to eat, movies, and eventually her dragging me to a party. Soon, I found myself looking forward to spending time with her. She helped take my mind off everything and give me a chance to live my teenage life. We began kissing, which gradually turned into making out, but it never went further than that. Rick instilled into me to be a gentleman and always wait for the lady.
We were playing the worst team in our division, they were winless in and out of the division. This was the last game before spring fling the following week that was a week of games back to back to back and so forth. The game was followed by the annual spring dance. Spring break was only two weeks away.
It was a blowout , by halftime I had thirty-two points , sixteen rebounds, seven steals, and three blocks setting the school record for points , rebounds, and steals. The score was a easy 74-12. As in not to embarass them, Coach sat us out the second half, and we watched as our secondary team, pushed the lead to 114-42 by the end of the game. After the game I walked to locker room, showered, changed, and went to the cafteria where the dance was being held.
I arrived at the dance ten minutes late. I was greeted with applause from everybody as I entered the cafeteria. Looking around, I found Cara in the corner standing with Emily and her boyfriend, Brandon. Seeing as I finally made it, she came rushing into my arms.
“Hey big shot, great game even though you only played one half,” she exclaimed.
“Thank you,” I replied.
A repitive tap on the mic caught everybody’s attention. Everybody turned towards the stage where our student council president, Leslie, struggled to turn the mike on. Banging on the microphone, resorted to a high screeching, that made everybody cover ther ears. After a couple of seconds, she got it working.
“Hey everybody and welcome to the Spring Dance !” she shouted into the microphone.
This earned a applause from the students.
“As you may know the results are in for Spring Fling Court.” She turned to where the band was playing. “Drum roll please.”
The drummer began a slow drum roll.
“Our Spring Fling King is….,” she paused to let the suspense in the air.” Devon Valentine!”
Everybody immediately turned to look at me. They began to clap enthusically. I held my head down in shyness and was gonna stand there had Cara not pushed me forward towards the stage. Walking up the stage, I stood next to Leslie who placed the crown on my head.
“Now for Spring Fling Queen…” She paused again to add the same suspense as earlier.”Please welcome to the stage, Miss Cara Robinson.”
Now it was her turn to blush, and act shy. Emily gave her a little nudge that caused her to make her way to the stage. She made her way to stand next to Leslie who placed the crown atop of her head.
“Now please congralute the Spring Fling Court!” she shouted. “May you guys take the honor of first dance.”
We recieved applause. I led her down the steps and onto the dance floor. Placing my hands on her waist while she locked her arms around my neck, we began a slow dance. Soon the other couples took our lead , and we were surrounded by dancing couples.
We spent the rest of the night dancing, especially to the slow songs. I loved how Cara’s body fit into mine. The warmth her body gave off onto my own. The band left around midnight, and everybody began to go home. I took Cara home, ending our night with a kiss.

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Deaconstown, CH. 2

If you haven’t read the first part, do so. Sorry it took so long, but I’ve been busy and I wanted to get ahead with writing the story a little bit. No sex in this one, but plenty of build up for later. Should the ladies introduced get more attention. Who? When? Why? Where? Give me some feedback. Thanks for reading.

Cumlord Stories: School Orientation – Part 2

The second story detailing the Cumlord’s first visit to De Sade Secondary, in which he first meets the girls of Class 2A. This is a story written by an adult for consumption by other adults. How you respond to the content within is up to you.

Unholy Punishment? Part 1

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I haven’t written anything in a year. I hope you enjoy this naughty part 1 of a tale about a priest and young student needing discipline.
“Have you ever been tied to a tree?”
“What?” Said the young, naked, muse in bewilderment. The priest walked slowly up to the young student and gently reached out for the girls throat. His fingers brushed her soft skin lightly at first, until his grasp became wrapped firmly around her neck almost leaving an imprint.
“Have you ever been tied to a tree!” He said threateningly, emphasizing each menacing word.
“na..na..no.” She trembled as she replied.
“If you ever break curfew here again, I will take you out in the front garden and leave you naked, tied to a tree for an entire day. Do you understand?”
“…Yes. Yes sir, I’m sorry.” As she spoke the words of obedience, attempting to oppress her anger and humiliation, she couldn’t help but sense her own arousal. He had made her strip her uniform. She knew it was wrong and yet, willfully strip-teased. Without revealing the pleasure she got from doing this, Maddie had slowly removed her clothes.
The priest had not let go of her. He kept his hand around her neck, and let his eyes glance up and down her body. It was cold in the room. Her supple, pink nipples had hardened. The priests thoughts were anything but holy, and her perky tits had inspired an insatiable lust in his body.
“On your knees.” The priest commanded. Fear struck the young girl. She looked up from the floor to his dark brown gaze marking whether he truly would make her do this. She dropped slowly to the carpet in his offices. She felt the thick threading of the imported rug under her. She lifted her head to find that his face held a wide smirk. He lifted her chin high.
“Repeat, I will learn to obey the rules.” The priest demanded as he ran his hands through her thick, beautiful auburn hair.
“I…” she swallowed hard, feeling the cold cause her body to shake, “ will learn….to obey the rules.” As she finished the sentence, he reached down and pinched her right nipple hard. She cried out but he slapped her hard against her mouth. Her cheek glistened in the twilight of the room as a tear dropped from her eye. The smile returned to his face. The priest threw her to the floor leaving her on her stomach as he walked out of the office.
Humiliated, Maddie quickly grabbed her clothes, put on as much of her uniform as she could and fled to her room. She slammed the door and locked it behind her. She fell to her bedside and prayed. She prayed for what felt like an hour, crying, and begging for her freedom from the hellish school her bitch of a mother had sent her to. She had been rebellious and never respected authority, but her mother could not imagine the methods of discipline that occurred at one of the finest private Catholic schools in the state. Nor would her mother ever believe her, as she had proverbially “cried wolf” to avoid other institutions. Her thoughts were racing, so she naturally jumped when the knock came at the door.
“Yes?” Maddie yelled out. All the other girls were either still in classes or out on the grounds for Physical Education. Maddie could hear her own breath in the frightening silence of the room as she waited for an answer.
“Yes!” Maddie said again in frustration. Her lock began to turn. She jumped to her feet, fear stirred deep in her gut and she grabbed at her chest hoping to catch her breath. Her breasts practically touching her chin as she heavily breathed in anticipation.
“Father?” Maddie whispered.
“You didn’t think I was done with you, did you?” The priest said, appearing ominously in her doorway.
“Please, please don’t. I said I would obey you from now on.”
“You say that every time Maddie, and yet you never learn. I think you take pleasure in being punished.” The priest locked the door again and crossed the room to where Maddie vulnerably stood. He swiftly moved behind her, his breath heating the skin of her neck.
“Beg me again to not do it…” He teased her. She closed her eyes, letting her neck drop to one side. Maddie allowed him to put his hands on her. He grabbed at the mounds high in her blouse while biting hard on the tenderest part of her neck.
“Please, please don’t do this to me again. Don’t rape me.” She mildly pleaded.
“How can it be rape if you enjoy it every time. You are an obvious slut Maddie, begging to be made an example of.” His hands began to roam her body. Up and down the front of her body, his right hand pressed on her uniform and rubbed the materials of her clothes against her tensed muscles. His hand moved behind her back. The priest could feel his member growing erect from hearing her shortness of breath as he reached under the back of her skirt. Her tight ass cheek flexed when his hand fell on her naked flesh.
“No time to put your panties back on?” He whispered, breathing hotly into her ear. He grabbed her head by the hair and dragged her over to her desk. The priest pushed her body over the chair in front of her.
“Oh.” Maddie cried out when he shoved her hard against the wood.
“Do you seek forgiveness for your sins?” The priest asked forcing her against the chair until she could feel the hard, wooden back in her rib cage.
“You already humiliated me today.” She managed to say. “You punished me.” Maddie squeaked out in pain.
“You are in no position to bargain. Now, answer the question and you will be shown mercy.”
“Fuck you!.” Maddie exploded. The priest had prepared for her defiant nature. He loved it and was part of the reason he chose to torment her. He lifted her skirt, but Maddie struggled hard. The priest managed to hold her fast and caressed her bare ass with his free hand. He raised his arm high above his head and firmly planted his hand on her right exposed cheek.
“Aahhhhhowwww” Maddie screamed. He raised his arm again to spank the vulnerable girl.
“Fuuuuuuckkkk……” Maddie yelled out. The priest continued to rail her, leaving red imprints all over her skin.
“Mind your language….bitch.” He said delighting in her pain. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a surprise for his young slave. He shoved the clothes pins in Maddies face, reaching over body.
“You see these? Where do you think these should go? Hmmm?” The priest grabbed Maddie up by her blouse until she was standing straight up again. He wildly grabbed at her white shirt, practically tearing the buttons from her clothes. He could feel her lungs taking in the cold air of the unheated room. His hand ceased from tearing open her blouse long enough to feel her breasts that were aching to be released from her bra. Her tits were practically falling over the tight restrainment. He released her, and her breasts bounced out of their chamber. Apart from wondering why she had been able to put her bra on and not her panties when coming back to her room, the priest was entranced by her perfect chest. He ran his hands for what felt like minutes over and over her. First slowly from underneath her breasts, over her nipples and then grabbing and pressing her back to his chest, he fondled her shamelessly. Maddie let a moan escape her mouth. It felt so good.
“You were made for sin Maddie, and I wont have you torture me any longer.”
“What are you going to do?” Maddie anxiously said.
“Pick them up.” The priest said. He had dropped the clothes pins on the floor. She bent over, the clef of her round, perfect ass pressing into his crotch as she reached for what he had shoved into her face.
“Hand them to me.” He said. She obeyed. He pinched open the clothes pin and put one on each of her tender nipples. He playfully flicked the pins, knowing it would slightly sting her breasts. He watched her bite her lip in both pain and pleasure as he gently tugged the clothes pins. He slapped her and gently beat her tits for a moment. Maddie felt a burning between her thighs. Her tight, budding lips moistened at the torture.
He pushed over the chair again and spanked her as before. She screamed as he continued to bring a flailing arm down on her Heine.
“IS THIS WHAT YOU LIKE YOU SICK FUCK!” She yelled out in frustration. “YOU SADIST….YOU EVIL MOTHERFUCKER….!” Maddie cried, tears now streaming from her face from pain and slight humiliation. Yet, her pussy was starting to soak with desire for what was growing again in his pants.
“FINE IF THIS IS WHAT YOU WANT…….I know you want me to beg you to stop…BUT I FUCKING WONT……Fine you FUCK!….Oh God….spank me! Spank me father! I’m such a bad slut! Fucking spank me…punish me for my sins!” Maddie’s blasphemy only intensified her punishment. The priest continued only to have a bigger reason to torture her later.
“Owwwwchhhh…fuck you………please spank me…oh fuck……..mmmmm….spank me father….I’m such a bad girl……you like that?! Huh? Is that what you want!”
The priest stopped his berating. Young Maddie collapsed over the chair in exhaustion while the priest caught his breath. Relieved, she thought for sure it was over. The priest grabbed her face pulling her up from the chair. He stared into her eyes before saying, “You want more? Many of the girls at this school are truly sweet, innocent girls. You like punishment? That’s fine Maddie. You like being treated this way? Then you will be.” He forcefully grabbed Maddie by the arm and dragged her out of her room. Her large, full breasts bouncing back and forth as he pushed her down the hall. She had developed beautifully in the last two years and was approaching her nineteenth birthday.
“Where are we going?” She defiantly asked. She looked ridiculous trying to walk on her toes as to avoid stepping on anything sharp when he started to take her down the stairs. She prayed the students would not come bustling through the halls as it was almost time for the girls to come back to the dorms.
“Please don’t let them see me this way.” She begged worried he might just doing something crazy like put her on the stage in the cafeteria with her shirt open.
“Nervous? Weren’t you just yelling profanities at me Maddie? All of a sudden you want forgiveness. Interesting.” The priest said mocking her. Finally the reached the staff’s quarters.
“No. Not your room father. Please….please don’t….SOMEONE HELP! HEEEELLLLPPP!” She started to scream. He slammed her against his door, covering her mouth with one hand as he unlocked his room. He pushed her onto the floor once the door was open, not caring whether or not it hurt her and slammed the door. It was a large spacious room. He dragged her to his alter and opened a drawer. He had grabbed some of the decorative gold rope that hung in the chapel. Wrapping the rope around her throat, the priest created a unholy leash for his victim.
“Do that again and no one will ever find you.” He said in a terrifying way. She didn’t know whether to believe him or not. He tugged at her leash and she stood obediently. Fearfully she succumbed to his nudge and walked to the bed. He tied her wrists behind her back after removing her blouse and sliding the bra from her body. He pulled the clothes pin off of her left breast.
“Aahhhh.” She yelled out in pain. He teased her, taking the second pin off of her gently. Her body relaxed, until she looked down at the her white lacy bra and blouse. His mouth was suddenly on hers. He plunged his tongue into her wanting mouth. Maddie let him probe her. The priest moved to her chest, kissing and suckling on her perfect tits. He kissed the contours of her stomach and lines of her abs. He ran his tongue from the base of her torso up to her ear lob.
“Mmmmmm……” She muttered. The priest suddenly yanked the rope from her neck and pushed her hard to her knees.
“Ooaf….that hurt…..mmmm” Maddie said pouting. She looked up to see that she was face to face with the bulge in his pants. He pressed her head against his trousers. Her lips rubbing through the material, brushing and tickling his cock. He unbelted. He held her head. Maddie undid his zipper using her teeth. She suddenly had a strange desire to please him and act her part of slave. He produced his thick, long dick out from underneath the black priest garb. He placed the head of his cock on her luscious, pair of lips. Slowly opening her mouth, she allowed him to nudge his dick into her mouth.
“Ohhhh….yesssss….” Maddie heard him whisper.
“Mmmmm.” She moaned as she started to suck him gently. Her tongue ran up and down his shaft like a porn star’s would. She vigorously gulped at his length. They both watched as his member moved in an out of her mouth. Her pussy was dripping wet. God, she loved giving oral.
“That’s it, suck that cock….all the way to the back of your throat you devilish, little bitch……” He said. Maddie looked like the perfect slut, bare chested, a grin across her face as she feverishly sucked his dick.
“Look up at me Maddie”. The priest said. Maddie’s green eyes were moist from taking down his big dick. She almost choked.
“All the way…..all the way Maddie.” The priest said forcing her head down on his groin.
She violently pushed back on his hand to escape his grasp. Maddie gasped for air, choking and trying to recover before he plunged her back to her punishment.
“Come on suck it Maddie….don’t act like you don’t know how to go all…the 
.way….ahhhh that’s it…that’s it…..good girl…..God forgives you…..open up that throat…”
“Fuck you.” She tried to say, but her voice was muffled as her mouth slid up and down his dick. Faster and faster, as she was forced to orally fuck him. She was ready for more. Her tight barley used clit tingled when she dared to think about him pushing his cock inside of her.

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