Kiki's School of Pleasure

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((OOC: About this thread))

Kiki's School of Pleasure is a place for those inexperienced or confused about their sexual ideals. Kiki's school is staffed by the best professors, each specializing in their own unique sexual field, and are willing to do anything to help their students learn. Students are told of the school by spam emails.

Characters needed:
Teachers (Both genders, any orientation)
Students (same)
Lawnskeeper
Driver
Cleaning Staff
Anything else you'd like to throw in there!

Please be sure to give a quickie profile on your char.
Please only 2 char's so there's no confusions!
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Shayla Vincent

((OOC-
Shayla is a 5 ft 6, 135 lb, 22 yr old brunette with light green eyes, occasionally covered by thin framed glasses, and a 34D rack. She is very shy, very quiet, and very niave.))

Dear BlueShay13,
Are you frustrated by the reaction you get from your lover in bed? Feel your not making their night wild enough? Maybe its time to consider enrolling in Kiki's School of Pleasure!
At Kiki's School of Pleasure, we'll show you everything you need to know to make your lover howl. From new techniques, clothing ideas, role play stimulation and enjoying experimentation, Kiki's School will help you discover your animalistic sexual side! If you're interested and would like to learn more, Kiki's School of Pleasure has admissions reps in YOUR AREA all this week! Contact 1-800-FOR-KIKI for times.
You have received this email from the recommendation of: JPderreks69


Shayla just stared at her screen in disbelief. Jay was trying to get her to go a SEX SCHOOL?!? She knew he thought she was too niave, but...
Still...
Something about it made her curious. If anything, she could go to the admissions to at least see what it was. She called to see the tiems, finding one for the next morning.

Upon arrival, she discovered about 10 other people in the room, all just as embarrassed as she. One of the admissions directors came into the hall, pointing to Shayla. "I can see you in here."
She followed him, watching as he closed the door. "Name please."
"Shayla Vincent, sir."
He jotted that down. "Very well. Strip please."
"Wh-WhAT?!"
He raised an eyebrow. "I need to see what we're working with here. Some students are harder than others."
Shayla hesitantly shed her clothing, feeling very uncomfortable in her black lace bra and thong.
"Thong. Well then. Good step in the right direction." The man jotted something else down, then looked her over again for about 2 minutes, making her turn about, bend over, open her mouth, and then- most embarrassingly- remove her undergarments as well. "Very well, miss Vincent, you are welcome to the school. Here is the address, and you will be expected to be settled into your dorm room within the next 3 days." he handed her an envelope.
Shayla's jaw dropped. "Settled-? wait, what about tuition and stuff like that?! And what makes you think I actually want to go?!"
"You're here, aren't you?," He replied flatly. "And your tuition was pre-sponsored. Someone obviously feels you need our help. Good day, Miss Vincent." He waited for her to dress, then ushered her out of the room. "NEXT!"

Shayla followed the directions on the letter the man had given her, arriving at the school late afternoon the next day. How strange it was- to have all this happen in the course of three days... First an email, then that odd interview... and now... this school. She wondered what else would be required of her. As she pulled to the school's front gates, she was awed to see it looked like something out of a Harry Potter novel; high black gates, a big stone mansion, gardens surrounding it, and a number of pools visible from the road. There was also a building further behind the gardens that seemed oddly placed... The gates opened before her, letting the taxi inside. She hopped out, grabbing her two black dufflebags, then started up the steps.
 
Professor Black

OOC: Professor Terence Black, mid 30s, athletic build, piercing green eyes, strong hands, a shock of thick hair.
Academy Faculty Member teaching Bondage. His specialties - rope and tape binding, with plenty of in-class (and after-class) demonstrations.

IC:

Shayla shuffled hesitantly through the door of the lecture room for her first class, and found a desk toward the back. She re-checked her course schedule - "Bondage 128, Professor Black" She glanced nervously about the room, trying to avoid eye contact with the 20 or so other students - split about 50/50 male and females. Some seemingly embarrassed to be here, others quite eager, sitting forward at their desks, notebooks open, pens ready.

Shayla's eyes wandered to the walls where a number of metal rings were set ...and the ceiling from which more rings and chains and hooks hung. Against the front wall, several lengths of cord of various fibres and thicknesses depended from hooks.

Professor Black strode into the classroom and set his satchel on the podium.

"Bondage," he began, "is both art and science. In my course we will learn the fineries of restraining a partner for any number of reasons... punishment, teasing, vulnerability, submission, humiliation, aesthetic effect... And we shall learn by doing. Without further ado, may I have a volunteer?"

Some hands went up instantly from the eager beavers, but Black's eyes scanned the room and, to Shayla's horror, settled on her. She tried slinking down in her chair, but it was no use.

"You there, Miss Vincent is it? Come up front and undress for us please." Shayla blushed deep red and tried to mutter an excuse.

"Class participation accounts for 60% of your grade," Black intoned. "We can't learn unless we do, Miss Vincent."

Now in front of the class, Shayla moved behind the limited cover of the professor's podium as she slowly, undid the buttons of her blouse. Black,meanwhile, crossed to the hangin rope and unhooked several coils of nylon cord.

"The first tie we'll learn is for vulnerability. The subjects arms are drawn behind the back so that her fingertips touch the opposite elbow like so."

The teacher took Shayla's delicate wrists in his powerful hands and pulled them behind her as he described, pinioning her forearms with one hand as he continued...

"Notice how the back is straightened and the breasts jut forward, making the nipples readily available for pinching, sucking or clamping. The tie is a simple coil joining the forearms..." He wound the cord snuggly around her forearms now, locking them behind her back as she stood trembling and naked in front of the class.

Moments later, Shayla found herself kneeling on the cold tile floor as the professor wound rope snuggly over her thighs and under her ankles, knotting it firmly so that each of her legs was doubled at the knee.

"You see how vulnerable Miss Vincent is for us now, unable to resist any caress or penetration we attempt. As far as the mouth goes, we could tape it or ball gag it or leave it open for oral penetration depending on how willing a subject we're dealing with. ...Shall we leave your mouth open, or gag you, Miss Vincent?"

"Fuck you," Shayla spat.

"Right, ball gag it is," Black replied and procured one from a nearby drawer, demonstrating to the class how to choose the size and proper insertion.

Then with a few more knottings around her torso, the Professor used a pulley to lower one of the rings hanging from the ceiling and, feeding one of the rope ends through it, hoisted the bound, spread and gagged Shayla several feet off the floor before knotting it off.

Shayla looked down at her fellow students, horrified, helpless. How had she gotten into this predicament. What could this "school" possibly hold in store for her next?
 
Shayla

Shayla whimpered from above the class, having never felt this vulnerable before. She looked leerily to the professor, frightened at what he may have planned next. She had NEVER let Jay even hold her arms down before- and here, this man had her trussed up, and in the air to top it!

"Notice the fear in the subject's face," The professor quipped, reaching up and touching her cheek. "At this point, the subject has full realization of who is in charge of this situation. Isn't that right, Miss Vincent?"

Shayla tried to respond with a few more choice curse words, but only came out as "Frggunaaaabrrnfk!" while a line of spittle came from around the ball shoved in her mouth. Dammit!

"And there would be our reply." he let go of her cheek. "This, class, is an example of what happens when you are late." He glanced up at her. "Lesson learned, Miss Vincent?"

Shayla nodded slowly, keping her gaze at the floor. What a horrific school this was! How had she EVER thought this was going to be good?! Jay was horrible, absolutely horrible, for setting her up to do this. What was he expecting of her? And more in the moment, what was Professor Black expecting of her from this position?
 
The professor noted Shayla's stifled fury, her futile struggling against her bonds which only made her swing in an irregular arc from the ceiling. He just smiled and took hold of the thick cord to steady her.

"At this point, our subject is completely exposed and helpless." The breasts, the vagina, the anus, all readily accessible. He casually fingered and stroked her parts as he spoke. "By altering the height of suspension, you can introduce even more variables into the equation. Or I might hang her upside down from her ankles or suspend her from the waist. But these positions are for more advanced study. In this basic posture, at this height, I'm going to enter Miss Vincent from behind."

At this point, Shayla hears the staccato unzipping of Black's fly and the unhitching of his pants. She feels him move behind her and his giant strong hands, spreading her lashed legs apart. She hangs precisely at cock height and she's surprised how easily, how deeply he penetrates her... how wet she was for him.

Professor Black grasps Shayla's hips and pulls her back on him, pressing his thick hard cock deeper inside her. She moans against her ball gag has he impales her, grinding slowly strongly inside her.

"And now, who would like to come up and suck Miss Vincent's lovely tits? ...Yes, you and you."

Shayla watched as a young man and woman, attractive, about her age, set their books and pens down, rose from their desks and approached her. While the Professor continued his slow, steady thrusts from behind, she felt two pairs of lips enclose her pink, stiffening nipples. Two mouths sucked her hungrily, now lightly, now teasingly, now painfully... as she was fucked from behind... hanging helplessly from the ceiling of her classroom.
 
Shayla

Shayla whimpered again as the pair took her nipples in their mouths, still dismayed at the whole thing, but incredibly aroused at the same time. *Oh my god, what's wrong with me?,* she thought in horror. *This- this isn't right! But... ohhh... Professor feels sooo good in my pussy.. and these two have such talented tongues...* As that thought hit her, a groan of pleasure slipped from around the gag. *That came from YOU!! Are you insane?! You're being screwed by a teacher, and you've got 2 strangers sucking your tits!,* She scolded herself, her hips trying hard to press against Professor Black.
"Prefffffer-!," She yowled from around the ball, only high moans and groans being the clearest thing from her. She knew she was completely at his mercy until he made his point come clearly, but the assaults of both Black and the volunteer students were making it so hard for her to think.
 
"Do you see, class, how our recalcitrant subject has been broken by her restraint and her surrender? In fact, Miss Vincent has been rendered so passive by her bonds and so aroused by our attentions, she's desperate for an outlet for her desires...

"I'm going to remove the ball gag from her mouth, adjust the ropes so that her face is at a suitable height, and you'll see for yourself that our subject will provide most agreeable oral pleasure to the rest of you while I continue fucking her from behind and our two volunteers feast on her pretty tits."

As promised, Black unbuckled the ball gag from Shayla's mouth and, reaching up, loosened the catch on her makeshift harness, tilting her torso forward so that her head hung lower down.

"Now if you'll all come line up single file, Miss Vincent will very nicely I think suck your dicks and lick your pussies..."

The class as one gathered at the front of the room, lining up in front of her. Before Shayla could catch her breath from having her gag removed, an athletic young black man was wrestling his engorged cock from his pants and feeding it into her mouth.
 
Shayla

Shayla gasped as Professor dropped the ball from her mouth, trying to flex her jaw- only to have a cock shoved into it instead. "Mfrn!," she growled, instead replaced with a moan as Professor began to thrust once more. Her mouth moved eagerly over the cock in her lips, lathing it as Professor and the other 2 students made her body rock in the air. Part of her couldn't believe what she was doing- while another part just didn't want it to stop.
 
((OCC: Student, Zak "Shockley" Bellevue, Black, Corncrow hair, 6'6, 215 Pounds, muscular, very big and thick cock.))

Zak got to be the first to get sucked by the young slut now being humilleated in Bondage, he wanted to come here, almost just for the 'demonstrations' the acadamy had to offer.

As soon as Shayla's ball gag was out Zak unzipped his black jeans, revealing 12 inches that were very thick. Grabbing what he now saw as only a slut by the hair, he forced her down onto his cock
 
((OCC: Student. Johari Smith. African-American. Dark brown hair past her shoulders, 44D breast, small waist, big ass))

Johari stared down at the print out of the email she received.

Dear Jewel129,
Are you tired of living a lie? Having one night stands, searching for the one that will bring you fulfillment? Wondering if something is wrong with you? Maybe its time to consider enrolling in Kiki's School of Pleasure! We’ll help you explore ever side of yourself. We guarantee that when you leave here you will know not only how to please your partner, but you will know what pleases you. If you're interested and would like to learn more, Kiki's School of Pleasure has admissions reps in YOUR AREA all this week! Contact 1-800-FOR-KIKI for times.
*You have received this email from the recommendation of: BiGirl15*

She shook her head. She received the email three days ago. At the time she thought it was a joke that her friend was pull on her. She thought nothing of the interview process, and even laughed when she came to the dorm. “This must be some kind of spa. Any moment now, all of my girls will come out of hiding and we’ll all have a big laugh.” She kept thinking that even after she received her course schedule. “Bondage 128? Oh they must have paid big money for this joke.” Johari walked into the class and sat down in a desk in the front of the room, next to a window. She was looking out the window at the scenery when Professor Black walked in. Once he walked in, and class began, she knew this was not a joke. As Professor Black had all the students line up to have to have a student, (“did he call her Miss Vincent”) give each of them oral sex, she continued to sit at her desk, staring at the email. “Oh. My. God. This is not a joke, this is a real school, and the professor is really fucking that woman.” Johari looked up at the woman. She was moaning and trying her best to suck off a well hung black man. She looked like she was having the time of her life. Johari folded up the email, put it in her pocket, and stood up to leave. She had just reached the door when Professor Black called out her name. “Miss Smith, I don’t believe you have had your turn yet. And I know that I have not dismissed the class.” Johari turned and looked at the professor. He smiled at her. “Have a seat Miss Smith. I have something very special I want to do to you.” Johari sat down in the seat closest to her and the professor continued with his lesson.
 
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((OCC: Too lazy to edit the first post now, but he's 23, high school dropout. He's a walking rep sheet, with crimes he was charged for from bar fights to manslaughter by forcing a teenager to shoot another rival of his and saying the boys sister would get killed if he didn't do it))

When Zak pulled his cock out and zipped up his jeans he grabbed and pulled Shayla's head up by her hair so everyone could see her Red and painful throat, like she was a champion prize, then releasing his hold, walked back to the desk like a hero. He had other things to worry about, his girlfreind.

10 Days ago, Cleveland slum.

Zak was talking to some of his friends when a tall, skinny, girl with skin of the deepest ebony and C sized brests walked up. "I know what you did Shockley."

Zak turned to see his girlfriend for 2 years, Jill Kata. "Did what Jill" he shot back at her turning around.

"Are you fucking with me Zak, everybody is talking about it, you raped my sis, admit it." A lie, probably started by one of the more popular rappers in the area and it spread quickly.
"They said I did wha....."
"SHUT UP YOU DAMN LIAR! She got examened, she got a bleeding pussy and knife cuts and...argh...I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'D DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT YOU BASTRED." She began to cry, hiding her face in her arms
"Now baby you know its a..."
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" she screamed looking up with tears in her eyes. "I shoulda known better then to go out with someone with a record like you....I SHOULD'VE KNOWN BETTER THEN TO GO OUT WITH A RAPPER, what with you smokin pot and shootin guns."
"Wait........"
"No, too late, I knew it" she said sobbing, "I knew you'd do something like that."
"But........" His words faded away from Jill's ears as she ran away.
 
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Shayla

Shayla gave a yelp as the man before her yanked her head up, looking at the next sudent with a shocked face. Her throat hurt... badly... and Professor Black seemed adamant on keeping her up there until every student had a turn. "Please, professor..," She whimpered as he continued to rail her from behind. "Please, let me down... These ropes are hurting me..."
 
Professor Black

"Concentrate on pleasuring the others, Miss Vincent, not on the ropes. There are restraints far more unpleasant than this, you'll find. You have two more cocks to suck and one more pussy to lick, then we'll finish for the day.

"And as for me, now that your sopping wet pussy has lubed my dick so well, I'll finish off your lovely tight rear."

And Black withrdrew his long hard shaft from Shayla's pussy, steadied her with his hands and pressed his round, blunt knob to her asshole, easing himself inside her while a co-ed pressed her neat trimmed snatch to Shayla's mouth.
 
OOC: Hope it's okay if I just jump in here.
Alessandra Marceau
age: 21
height/weight: 5'4'', 115 lbs
figure: slim, petite curves, multiple piercings and tattoos
hair/eyes: bright red, falls straight to shoulderblades; eyes are clear pale green
orientation: bisexual

History:
Alessandra sent herself to the school of her own accord. She had wanted to be a porn star since she was sixteen and figured now was as good a time to get the training she needed as any.

IC:
Alessandra smiled as the newest member of her bondage class was hoisted into the air. She remembered her own initiation into the class very well, and all of Shayla's struggling and cursing wouldn't help at all. She enjoyed it though, just as Alessandra had when it had been her turn.

"And now, who would like to come up and suck Miss Vincent's lovely tits? ...Yes, you and you."

Her hand immediately went up. Shayla's tits were perfect in every way, nice and round, standing out proudly in her vulnerable position.

Alessandra moved toward the front with another student, a boy, and knelt in front of Shayla. She felt almost sorry for Shayla when she saw the angry and frightened look in the other girl's eyes. That didn't stop Alessandra, however, from placing her warm mouth on Shayla's already-hrard nipple. She heard the girl gasp as she bit down, sending shocks of pleasure through Shayla's writhing body. Alessandra's pierced tongue roamed over the sensitive breast as her hand travelled down her own body, finally sliding in the waistband of her skirt and teasing her clit.

She released the breast from the grip of her teeth and kissed her way up the girl's chest to her neck wher she, again, bit down. She moved up to the girl's ear and grazed her tongue over the sensitive ridges. "Don't worry," she said as she heard Shayla pleading with the professor. "He does this to all the new girls." Alessandra moved her free hand to Shayla's breast and rolled the nipple between her fingers, pinching the hard bud, all the while playing with Shayla's ear.

So far, Alessandra was having a productive day.
 
Shayla

"M-my- No, professor, please don't do th-" Shayla gave a sharp cry as Professor Black pressed into her, whincing from the odd pain of it. She tried to give a cry, but instead, found a woman standing before her, presenting her pussy towards Shayla's mouth. Shayla leaned her chin up, licking it gingerly as she groaned from the actions of both students under her, as well as Professor's movements behind her. She had never even seen another woman's lower regions... but after hearing the way that woman moaned, it only prodded her to continue. After a few minutes of sucking, licking, and nibbling, the woman released Shay's head and returned to her desk.
Shayla gave a soft moan as the girl beneath her teased both her tit and earlobe as Professor drove on, giving her almost a relaxing moment (considering her position).
"Two more cocks and a pussy, Miss Vincent," Professor reminded her, his cock slamming harder into her ass.
She cried out at that. "Yes sir...," She choked out between gasps.
 
Jadefox129 said:
Johari folded up the email, put it in her pocket, and stood up to leave. She had just reached the door when Professor Black called out her name. “Miss Smith, I don’t believe you have had your turn yet. And I know that I have not dismissed the class.” Johari turned and looked at the professor. He smiled at her. “Have a seat Miss Smith. I have something very special I want to do to you.” Johari sat down in the seat closest to her and the professor continued with his lesson.

Anton smiled as he watched the incoming class. He was a junior and delighted in seeing the reaction of the new students. This was his favorite class and his favorite teacher. He himself blushed when he recalled when it was *his* turn and he was taken by the girls in the class. He felt sore, he felt bruised, but *god* could he come -- certainly more than he realized he could. His eyes wandered as the students were paired up, some even in groups. One of the boys had a blonde girl on the desk, his head bobbing up and down under her skirt, as she began to moan. Another boy was groaning as two girls took him. He knees were wobbly and Anton giggled as he collapsed, the two girls piling on top of him. He held the unfolded note in his hand and stood up, walking past the students lying on the floor, quivering with newfound delight. He walked up to the African-American young woman, and looked deeply into her eyes. "Well, Miss Smith. Do you like what you see? Do you enjoy watching the new girl taken by the teacher? Do you look forward to *your* turn? How are you feeling right now?" Anton stood behind the young woman, as they both saw the girl fucked by the teacher and two of his students. He began to slowly massage Johari's shoulders, his hands making gradual circles.

OOC: Would *love* to have Alessandra and Johara take Anton, but I'll try not to be greedy. Mmm... voyeur scene. :kiss:


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Without caring weather he was allowed to or not, Zak took a ciggerate out of his pocket and lit it with a small lighter, putting it to his lips and taking a long puff of it. He contined to watch Shayla. If it was so painful, but she was too stupid to defend herself, then she could just keep on getting fucked.
 
(OOC:need one of the lads to write me in, sorry for just jumping in)

(Alana, 19 years old, long brown hair and dark brown eyes, 5 ft 7, 34DD breasts, curvy.)

Alana was checking her emails when one caught her attention, the subject said school. thinking it was just another junk mail she thought she had better check anyway.

Dear cutesnowgirl,
Are you frustrated by the reaction you get from your lover in bed? Feel your not making their night wild enough? Maybe its time to consider enrolling in Kiki's School of Pleasure!
At Kiki's School of Pleasure, we'll show you everything you need to know to make your lover howl. From new techniques, clothing ideas, role play stimulation and enjoying experimentation, Kiki's School will help you discover your animalistic sexual side! If you're interested and would like to learn more, Kiki's School of Pleasure has admissions reps in YOUR AREA all this week! Contact 1-800-FOR-KIKI for times.
You have received this email from the recommendation of: Mckenneyjr

Alana stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds, then she started to laugh

'this must be a joke' she muttered to herself, but she still wrote down the number and called it. she had to be at the school for 9.00 tomorrow morning. she went to bed that night with butterflies in her stomach.

The next day she did her routine (shower,change, breakfast, brush teeth) she dressed in a vest top and jeans then wore trainers on her feer. she put on light make up and made her way to the school. the place was huge and she found herself being greated by another girl, who smiled at her.

"here for the rep?" she asked and alana nodded

"right this way" and alana followed her down a hall way to a classroom but strange noises seemed to be comming from behind it. the girl knocked the door and it was greated by a tall boy with a sweaty face...
 
Johari

Johari was busy watching the professor and the students take Miss Vincent when a young man walked up to her. He stood in front of her, blocking her view, and then squatted so that he was eye to eye with her. “His eyes are beautiful”, she thought, the shook her head. His words floated into her ears, making her eyes wide. "Well, Miss Smith. Do you like what you see? Do you enjoy watching the new girl taken by the teacher? Do you look forward to *your* turn? How are you feeling right now?" He moved behind her, out of her line of sight. When he started massaging her shoulders, she tensed up. He slowly started making circles, and Johari’s body betrayed her by leaning back, offering more of herself to this man. She heard him chuckle, and then closed her eyes as his hands began to work their way down…
 
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OCC (Jack, 6'1",native american,shaggy black hair,green eyes,tanned,musuclar build,9" cock.)

Jack figured if he came to the school maybe it would help him get his girlfriend back from the man who stole her from him. or atleast get a new girlfriend. His first class was bondage and when he saw the girl get hoisted up he cock hoisted with her. As he watched the black guy fuck her throat he wanted more and more and when the professor asked for a tit sucker he raied his hand along with a young gorgeous woman. he moved over beside the other girl and started massaging and sucking this girls tit. his cock straining against his pants. "Wow i could get used to this." he thought as his hand snaked down to rub his cock thru his pants while sucking her tit.
 
Shayla

Shayla groaned out as the final dick crammed into her mouth, gasping around it to keep her breath. This guy just wouldn't hold still, ramming her throat harder than the first guy did... His cock seemed to be keeping rythym well with what Professor Black was doing to her ass. It was becoming far too much for her body to handle; between the dueling dicks, exploring mouths, and the fingers on her pussy, she couldn't keep one straight thought. Her groans and grunts became more frantic, writhing about in the binds as her body burned in pleasure.

Once the guy popped himself free of her mouth, Shayla began expressing herself even louder. "Ohhh GODDD Professor, please, don't stop... I- I'm gonna... Please, sir, don't stop...Its so- please don't stop....," She begged in broken sentences.
 
Jack keeps sucking and massaging her tit his hand moving from his crotch to this young girls pussy rubbing hit, massagin her clit as the professor fucked her ass. he could feel her getting closer to cumming so he rubbed her clit more gently biting her nipples, rolling it between his teeth.
 
Jadefox129 said:
He slowly started making circles, and Johari’s body betrayed her by leaning back, offering more of herself to this man. She heard him chuckle, and then closed her eyes as his hands began to work their way down…

Anthony smiled, the tip of his tongue circling Johari's ear. Nibbling, he said, "Now, now, my sweet. Keep your eyes open and watch the lovely students having fun. Do you enjoy listening to their moans of passion... their cries of joy... their endless sucking and fucking..." Anthony's hands moved further down her chest, touching her ample bosom, making circles around her aereolas. She did have the school uniform on, but that hardly prevented his fingers from unbuttoning her front, allowing him to run the tips of his fingers alongside the cup of her bra. His own cock was becoming stiff and hard from her soft breathing, and he placed her hand on his penis. "Do you feel me? Do I feel stiff and hard to you? Teacher wants us to practice oral sex, but first I want you to feel my cock. Stroke it. Touch it with your hand. Make me want to stick it in your mouth and fuck your face." With that, Anthony leaned closer and kissed Johari full on the mouth. His tongue wrapped with hers. His lips pressed against hers. Indeed, he was hers, at least for the lesson.


Scribe.
 
That did it for Shay. She screamed out, trying to buck free of the binds, but was held firmly as Professor's cock crammed further into her, trying to hold its spot as she came hard. She wheezed as she hung limp in the ropes, swaying still as the waves of both her writhing and the teacher's pumping caught up with the ties. "Ohhhh...," She hissed out, closing her eyes. "Please sir... Let me down..."
 
OOC: I think I'll give this a try.

NAME: Kisuke Miyamoto (Keeskay Meeyahmohtoh)
AGE: 27
OCCUPATION: Teacher - Oral Techniques
APPEARANCE: 6'0", 198 lbs, modest 8 1/2" girth.

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IC:

The classroom door swung open just as the girl orgasmed in her binds...

"Terence, these schedu--oohhh..."

A goofy look overtook his normally handsome face as raised his eyes from the papers he was holding and scratched the back of his head.

"Heh, late-comer eh?"

He walked around them, pinching the bound up girl's cheeks gently just before setting the schedules down on Black's desk. Upon walking back to the door he winked at a few girls still in their seats and gave a little wave to Mr. Black as he walked back out into the hall.

Earlier...

It seemed some of the student's schedules had gotten mixed up and his first class of the day was scarce several students...infact, none showed. So he went down to the office and got things straightened out. Then he went to all of the different teachers and gave them the proper schedules for his students that mistakenly were in their classes for the 1st period instead of his.

Back to the present...

He snapped his fingers and did a 180, heading back down the hallway and back into Black's room. He popped his head in and looked over the students one last time before speaking again.

"Smith, Johari Smith?"
 
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