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Josheb

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During the last class of the day Doctor Hugh Johnson paused at the blackboard, utterly distracted from his point by the student in his front row. She was dressed in a sheer linen blouse that would display her multi-colored micro-bikini top even if it had been buttoned properly instead of just the bottom button being fastened, letting anyone who wanted to see everything the girl had. On her waist she wore a sarong, open in the front and a matching multi-colored bikini bottom. She was sitting behind a desk right now, the sarong falling on either side of her. She had her legs wide open and had slipped the bikini bottom aside, exposing her pussy to the air and ghaving the second effect of giving Hugh a priate show through the entire class.

What gave him pause was that now her non-writing hand was in her lap and a thick highlighter was moving steadily in and out of her nether lips.

Hugh was young, barely twenty four when he'd earned his doctorate. He had been a college professor for a year before budget cuts and a lack of seniority lost him his dream job. Now he was teaching in a public high school in Southern California. Bikinis and suntans were the norm around here, and there was no official dress code. It had taken Hugh a bit to get used to the young flesh all around him, forbidden fruit that would cost him his career even if the girls were of age. This one girl always pushed the envelope though.

He managed to ignore her for the rest of class, making some interesting points about early Greek civilization. When the bell rang she popped the pen out, closed her legs and put the end of the highlighter in her mouth, closing her eyes and wiggling, putting on an instant's show of oral sex .

Hugh turned and walked to his desk, trying to hide his erection as the students filed out of the room. He heard the door close and looked up from some papers he'd been grading. The girl was at the door. She grinned at Hugh and her hand moved slightly. He could hear the lock click. He was now locked in with her.

"Ka, ka, can I help you?"

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OOC

Looking for one female to play a sexually aggressive student who needs an A in Hugh's class to qualify for a scholarship or somesuch. Let me make it clear, she seduces him.

Im not into anal. Breast play and cum play are plusses.

PM your first response if you're interested. Thank you.
 
Sierra walked confidently towards the young teacher. He was hot, and to be have a doctorate at that age turned Sierra on. As much as Sierra may seem like a airhead to many around her, both peers and adults alike, she was really quite bright, and a political animal. The only reason why she was still in high school at 18 was because she had to take three years away from the school system when her parents passed away.

"Dr Johnson," Sierra said in a low voice as she strode confidently towards him. He responded by taking a step back, and a small smile broke on Sierra's face. She had him exactly where she wanted.

"I have a question about Spartan women, specifically about their role in ancient Greek society. I remember you teaching us about how patriarchal the ancient Gerek society was, but the Spartan women seemed to enjoy a different kind of stature."

By now, the distance between them had closed to a few mere steps. Sierra had Dr Johnson backed up against the teacher's desk, and he had nowhere to go.

"In particular, I remember you teaching us about how aggressive Spartan women could be," Sierra added, with a slight growl as she watched with amusement, Dr Johnson's shocked reaction.
 
As Sierra approached him Hugh felt his body responding to the nubile young beauty who was on display before him. The bikini did a fine job of holding her breasts high and dry as they jiggled with her every step. Her hips sashayed from side to side and Hugh couldn't help but think of the dance her highlighter had been doing only moments before.

He knew what she was coming for, if a girl masturates in your class there can be little doubt what she wanted, and his body was responding. Hugh was sweating and could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks. Of course he was nervous, he'd never done this sort of thing before. Sierra was of age, but she was also a student. He wasn't sure he could even go through with it. Physically he could, his cock was so hard it felt like his pants had shrunk three sizes, physically wasn't the problem. She was a student and if he was found out his career was over.

He listened to her comment and giggled nervously. Aggressive? Sierra could teach the Spartan women a thing or two about aggression.

"Well, uh, Sara. I mean Sienna. I mean Sierra. You, uh they, that is the Spartan women were taught to read," once he got lecturing it was easier, "They could own land, could have multiple husbands and even competed in sports like men, that is, naked."

Hugh stopped and blinked rapidly, feeling his cheeks blushing even redder as he realized what he'd just said.
 
Sierra took the opportunity when Dr Johnson began lecturing to inch forward. Teachers can be so predictable; they can get so engrossed that they'd miss out on the things that are more apparent. She was walking with a slight swagger now, even though she took careful small steps. She knew it was a matter of time before she would be in full control.

Her loose blouse slipped off one of her shoulders, displaying yet more of her smooth and young flesh to the equally young teacher. She only nodded once as he spoke, acknowledging what he was saying, but showing the kind of confidence that would make any teacher squirm.

And then he made the slip that even she did not plan for. It was as if he was subconsciously guiding this, even if his rational mind told him that everything was wrong with what was about to happen.

"Dr Johnson, naked?" Sierra fiddled with the undone buttons on her blouse, moving her fingers slowly down towards the only fastened button.

"What sports did the women play, Dr Johnson? And, can I just call you, Doctor?" Sierra purred.
 
Sierra inched forward during his lecture so that they were less then a foot away from each other. They were almost touching, especially near the hips where his tented erection closed the distance between them by a few inches. His pants were too tight for his penis to stick straight out, instead the head was out one side of his briefs and down a pantleg, pressing up against it.

Hugh couldn't help but follow Sierra's hands as they went down the front of her blouse. He was staring at her tits, at how they were barely restrained by the bikini top, how her nipples practically poked through the thin fabric. It was indecent, but delectible.

"Doctor is... fine." Hugh closed his eyes, shaking his head trying to clear it. No good, as soon as his eyes opened they refocused on those magnificent breasts. "Uh, they played, uh, all the games. Races, discus, uh, wrestling."
 
"Wrestling? I wonder what they wrestled with," Sierra brought her two shoulders together, squeezing her full breasts together, accentuating them further, if that was even possible. She glanced downwards this time, and found something very much to her liking. It seemed that he was clearly aroused, and she had met her initial objective.

Now, she had to hook him in, for him to make a commitment that would ensure that there was no turning back for him. Or at least, to entice him sufficiently that he wouldn't want to head back the other way, onto the path of moral righteousness. She needed Dr Johnson to be immoral. Very immoral.

"Did they wrestle with some big and hard?" Sierra probed further.
 
When she pressed her breasts together, Hug took a sharp intake of breath. There was no doubt she knew what she was doing and Hugh was close to losing control and grabbing those luscious melons. Like there was any doubt after she was masturbating in his class. The image of the highlighter plunging in and out of her silky, wet folds flooded into Hugh's mind.

Hugh shook his head, trying to clear it. What was the question again? What did they wrestle?

"Uh, each other I suppose." His eyes were on her breasts again, he just wanted to dive between those pillows and bat them around, to lick the nipples till they came to little points, to put his cock between them and go to town. "Men and women, naked, wrestling on the ground in front of crowrds. The other greeks must have though it was practically a Bachilian fertility right."
 
His eyes were clearly not looking back at her eyes, and there was a glaze-like quality to them. Sierra recognised this look from elsewhere. This was the same look her ex-boyfriend had when he was thrusting his cock in and out of her at the back of his car, the same look her uncle had when she lost her virginity to him at a christmas party. Sierra was a full-fledged cocktease, and not someone afraid to use her body for gains.

"I see," Sierra looked thoughtful as she responded, putting a finger to the side of her lips as she inhaled deeply. The effect she had on men was not lost on men; every action she took was carefully deliberated upon, to have the maximum impact.

"Well Doctor, I actually came to see you," Sierra was more daring now, extending out her hand, and firmly placed her palm on his chest.

"...to ask you about my chances of scoring an A for this class. What do I need to do to ensure I score an A? I am a very, very hardworking student," Sierra purred.
 
The room's temperature jumped a few degrees when Sierra's hand pressed against Hugh's chest. His own hands jumped up. He wanted to touch her but didn't know where to put his hands so he put them back on the desk. He could feel his face blushing and his brow getting covered in sweat.

"An A? Uh, let me, uh, I'd, that is, I wouls have to ch, ch, see, see! What your scores are and we could work out an, that is, a project, some extra credit. You coukld do oral for me. An oral report! You could do an oral report for me." Hugh was stuttering like John Cleese in Faulty Towers or one of his myriad of Monty Python characters. "I, that is, if you need to. I mean to saym you know, you may not, not! Need, any, that is, any help. You. I.."

Hugh sighed and looked down at the ground. He'd made a complete fool out of himself. He should have told the strumpet to get out of his office straight away. She'd made him so horny though, still was really, but what was the use now?

Then again her hand was still on his chest.
 
Now he was just plain cute. Of course Sierra had found him attractive prior to this little seduction act, but now he became even more endearing. It was clear that he had no idea how to respond to her advances, and more so because he didn't want to say no.

All of them didn't want to say no to her.

"Mmm oral report," Sierra said, as if thinking aloud, and letting her tongue roll over the 'r' consonants in particular.

"And what did you have in mind for the oral report, Doctor?" Sierra pulled her hand away, almost feeling his body gravitate towards her as she did so.
 
When Sierra pulled away Hugh follwed a few inches, leaning at the waist until he started to lose balance and leaned back, his ass slamming against the desk. The desk shook and Hugh was out of breath.

The way she said 'oral' made his head spin and he found himself consumed with thoughts of her lips on his cock and answering her before he considered his words.

"Well, uh, since you've shown, ah, interest in Spartan women, well, you, ah, could do one on that. The culture, the timeframe, family life, sports, you could even dress like one."

Hugh blushed as he realized he'd just told her Spartan women competed in sports naked.
 
"Dress like one?" Sierra wanted to move things along faster now. She knew she had him hooked, and now she merely need to give him something of a sweetener.

"You mean like this?" Sierra started to pull her blouse off her shoulder, slowly. She wanted to tease him, and at the same time to hear him say that he wanted her. She wanted to have that hold over him.
 
Hugh stood there, his eyes fixated on his student's all but bare breasts. He stood for a good half minute without moving or making a sound. Hugh swallowed, shifting his weight slightly from one foot to the other. His eyes still transfixed on Sierra's breasts, he opened his mouth and breathed out the word, "yes."

It was barely audible, if there had been any background noise in the room she never would have been able to hear him.
 
His soft, barely audible reply to her advances was a clear indication that he knew that he shouldn't be desiring this forbidden fruit.

The first rule of seduction is never to give in too easily. Sierra knew she had Dr Johnson in the bag, but she wanted to make sure this was not going to be an impulsive act on his part. She wanted him to make a rational decision to want to take her, so that there was really no turning back for him.

Sierra leaned in and touched the front of his pants, not rubbing what was clearly his erection, nor squeezing him. Just gently touching him without movement. And then abruptly, she pulled up her blouse, and made sure she was presentable to the rest of the world once again.

"Dr Johnson, I have practice now I'm afraid," Sierra said as she turned to walk towards the door she had locked not long ago.

"But I really want that extra credit, could I meet you after practice, either at your office or the gym? I want to work on that oral report you mentioned," Sierra said, smiling softly and with a twinkle in her eye.
 
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