badbabysitter
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Charity Jones was bored.
She sat in the back row of her English Class absent mindedly chewing on the nub of her pencil. Mr Robson droned on about Shakespeare like he was some kind of god. I mean, like, who cared about dead engl;ish guys, really.
Her cel buzzed slightly in her purse. Diana was text messaging her. Charity quietly fished it out and read the message.
** Frat party Alpha U coming?**
Charity half giggled. Diana was one party freak, then again so was she.
" Is there something I could help you with Ms Jones?" Mr Robsons voice dug in.
" Not at all teach" Charity responded, flicking the eraser nub of her pencil suggestively with her tongue.
Mr Robson turned a bright shade of red and went back to his work droning about the wonders of Othello. Like, really.
Charity typed back to Diana **Dunno maybe probably staying after class with Robson see you at cheerleading practise**
" Ms Jones, I need to speak with you after class privately about your studies" Robson said noncholantly over his shoulder, still mildly red faced.
" Anything you say Mr Robson" Charity smirked back.
Boys. So predictable.
30 minutes later...
"Fuck,fuck, fuck" Mr Robson grunted.
Charity was bent over his desk, her small skirt thrown up as her english teacher gave his last few pumps into her barely legal pussy. Her pigtails were firmly clenched in both of his hands as his seed seeped into her.
Mr Robson relaxed with a sigh and his tool slipped out of her. Charity turned around and fell to her knees, quckly cleaning off his cock of their combined juices.
" So Mr Robson..another A ?" Charity said looking up into his eyes.
" A+ ,Charity, A+..." he sighed.
A few minutes later, a mildy cleaned up Charity was heading down the school halls on her way to Cheerleading practice. While being far from stupid, Charity had fucked and sucked her way to Honor Roll. Men, women, none could resist her for long. And sometimes she had some real fun. Like her femme dyke drama teacher, or when the gym coach would share her with the football team.
But that was neither here nor there. It was Friday. That meant the weekend. That mean PARTAY!
And with her slut soul-sister Diana..that meant anything was possible.
OOC:
These are the adventures of Charity Jones, and her best friend Diana.
Everything is open..short of scat, incest, and no s&m (bd, ds..those are fine)
Charity Jones
Age: 18 ( lets keep this legal)
Hair: Long thick golden..either kept in two big pigtails, or one pony tail, or wild and unkempt
Eyes> Crystal Blue
Sexuality> Very bi..almost predatory
Skin: Tanned golden
Figure: 32D -24- 32
Definitely seeking a Diana..she's the only mandatory co-character. But plenty more are welcome
She sat in the back row of her English Class absent mindedly chewing on the nub of her pencil. Mr Robson droned on about Shakespeare like he was some kind of god. I mean, like, who cared about dead engl;ish guys, really.
Her cel buzzed slightly in her purse. Diana was text messaging her. Charity quietly fished it out and read the message.
** Frat party Alpha U coming?**
Charity half giggled. Diana was one party freak, then again so was she.
" Is there something I could help you with Ms Jones?" Mr Robsons voice dug in.
" Not at all teach" Charity responded, flicking the eraser nub of her pencil suggestively with her tongue.
Mr Robson turned a bright shade of red and went back to his work droning about the wonders of Othello. Like, really.
Charity typed back to Diana **Dunno maybe probably staying after class with Robson see you at cheerleading practise**
" Ms Jones, I need to speak with you after class privately about your studies" Robson said noncholantly over his shoulder, still mildly red faced.
" Anything you say Mr Robson" Charity smirked back.
Boys. So predictable.
30 minutes later...
"Fuck,fuck, fuck" Mr Robson grunted.
Charity was bent over his desk, her small skirt thrown up as her english teacher gave his last few pumps into her barely legal pussy. Her pigtails were firmly clenched in both of his hands as his seed seeped into her.
Mr Robson relaxed with a sigh and his tool slipped out of her. Charity turned around and fell to her knees, quckly cleaning off his cock of their combined juices.
" So Mr Robson..another A ?" Charity said looking up into his eyes.
" A+ ,Charity, A+..." he sighed.
A few minutes later, a mildy cleaned up Charity was heading down the school halls on her way to Cheerleading practice. While being far from stupid, Charity had fucked and sucked her way to Honor Roll. Men, women, none could resist her for long. And sometimes she had some real fun. Like her femme dyke drama teacher, or when the gym coach would share her with the football team.
But that was neither here nor there. It was Friday. That meant the weekend. That mean PARTAY!
And with her slut soul-sister Diana..that meant anything was possible.
OOC:
These are the adventures of Charity Jones, and her best friend Diana.
Everything is open..short of scat, incest, and no s&m (bd, ds..those are fine)
Charity Jones
Age: 18 ( lets keep this legal)
Hair: Long thick golden..either kept in two big pigtails, or one pony tail, or wild and unkempt
Eyes> Crystal Blue
Sexuality> Very bi..almost predatory
Skin: Tanned golden
Figure: 32D -24- 32
Definitely seeking a Diana..she's the only mandatory co-character. But plenty more are welcome