"Go on in Jack, my daughter is upstairs in her room, waiting for you." Her mother was kneeling in front of her garden, covered in dirt, trowel in hand. She barely even looked up to acknowledge Jack's presence.
"Sorry I'm late," Jack said as he went through the front door, kicking off his shoes and placing them on the mat. The chess tournament had run over, but that was alright. He'd won.
It had been a regional match, a huge deal in the right circles. In the right circles he was a god amongst men. Here he was just a geek tutoring one of the most popular girls. She knew she was one of the hottest things on two leg. Her parents knew she was more interested in boys than in getting into college. The thing was she wasn't stupid; she was impressive in her sheer intellectual capacity. If she could focus on school, at all, she'd be fine.
Jack came to the top of the stairs and walked to her room. There was a moderately loud humming noise coming through the door. She must be vaccuuming, Jack thought. He knocked twice, loudly. The humming sound died instantly. Jack opened the door and stepped inside.
She was lying on the bed, her right hand smoothing out her skirt, her face was flushed, her tee shirt was inside-out and on backwards. On the floor, peeking out from under the bedskirt was one cup of a sports bra. Next to the half bra was a scrap of pink fabric with some white writing on it that Jack couldn't make out. The fabric had a string attached to it and some discoloration from wetness...
It was her panties! There was no vaccuum cleaner in the room, not even a dustbuster. Jack's eyes went wide as he realized what he'd walked in on.
"You're early!" she accused, her hips bucking suddenly, interrupting her as she bit her bottom lip, her hand on her skirt pushing down.
After a moment Jack looked at his watch. "Actually I'm fifteen minutes late." Jack looked up and held her gaze. The two stared at each other. Jack wasn't sure what she was thinking and he was becoming evident in his slacks that he was incredibly turned on by the situation.
Her hips bucked again and the vibrator fell to the floor with a loud clunk.
Jack put his bookbag on the floor, locked the door, crossed the room to the vibrator, picked it up, turned it on and as it started to hum he met her gaze again. Their eyes were locked as he lifted her skirt up.
Without a word he brought the vibe down her sex and pressed it against her clit.
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OOC:
I left the identity of the girl up to you. Name, what she does at school: Cheerleader, jock, actress, etc.
Disclamor: I'm not into anal, scat, bdsm, vore, etc. Oral, cumplay and titty-fucking are musts.
If you're interested please pm me your first post
Thank you.
"Sorry I'm late," Jack said as he went through the front door, kicking off his shoes and placing them on the mat. The chess tournament had run over, but that was alright. He'd won.
It had been a regional match, a huge deal in the right circles. In the right circles he was a god amongst men. Here he was just a geek tutoring one of the most popular girls. She knew she was one of the hottest things on two leg. Her parents knew she was more interested in boys than in getting into college. The thing was she wasn't stupid; she was impressive in her sheer intellectual capacity. If she could focus on school, at all, she'd be fine.
Jack came to the top of the stairs and walked to her room. There was a moderately loud humming noise coming through the door. She must be vaccuuming, Jack thought. He knocked twice, loudly. The humming sound died instantly. Jack opened the door and stepped inside.
She was lying on the bed, her right hand smoothing out her skirt, her face was flushed, her tee shirt was inside-out and on backwards. On the floor, peeking out from under the bedskirt was one cup of a sports bra. Next to the half bra was a scrap of pink fabric with some white writing on it that Jack couldn't make out. The fabric had a string attached to it and some discoloration from wetness...
It was her panties! There was no vaccuum cleaner in the room, not even a dustbuster. Jack's eyes went wide as he realized what he'd walked in on.
"You're early!" she accused, her hips bucking suddenly, interrupting her as she bit her bottom lip, her hand on her skirt pushing down.
After a moment Jack looked at his watch. "Actually I'm fifteen minutes late." Jack looked up and held her gaze. The two stared at each other. Jack wasn't sure what she was thinking and he was becoming evident in his slacks that he was incredibly turned on by the situation.
Her hips bucked again and the vibrator fell to the floor with a loud clunk.
Jack put his bookbag on the floor, locked the door, crossed the room to the vibrator, picked it up, turned it on and as it started to hum he met her gaze again. Their eyes were locked as he lifted her skirt up.
Without a word he brought the vibe down her sex and pressed it against her clit.
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OOC:
I left the identity of the girl up to you. Name, what she does at school: Cheerleader, jock, actress, etc.
Disclamor: I'm not into anal, scat, bdsm, vore, etc. Oral, cumplay and titty-fucking are musts.
If you're interested please pm me your first post
Thank you.