P.s. 245

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What we have here at P.S. 245 is a normal school in a normal place with a normal student body and faculty. But hey, they say that it's the normal ones you have to watch out for.

Marshal Woods
Aged 26. 6'1" Slim build.
Short, brown hair. Blue Eyes.



Marshall stood at his car staring at his cell phone. Should he call in sick today? Would they REALLY miss him? He sighed to himself, put his phone away and started the half mile trudge from the closest available parking space to the school. In the snow. Uphil.


Marshall wasn't quite ready for the winter break to be over. One would think that between not being able to afford to buy Christmas presents and his girlfriend making a New Year's resolution to finally muster up the courage to break up with him he'd be more than welcoming to the change of pace, but the reality is, those two things, the money and relationship problems, are never more prevalant than when he is at school.

It wasn't the school itself, he'd actually graduated from there and liked working with familiar faces in a familiar environment, but he's surrounded by teachers who aren't paid enough and students who spend far too much. And on top of that, everywhere he looks, there's a beautful young woman whom it would be immoral or flat out illegal to touch. Everything he would love in a woman is on at least one of the many young women that make up the female population of PS 245. There are girls with red hair, big tits, lusful eyes, perfect legs, a round ass and he could swear that he's seen some thigh highs every now and then. There are more than a few desireable girls here and his substitute teacher duties mean that there aren't many that he hasn't already met and looked over.

Today attendence is high and everyone is in their winter garb. He is thankful of small blessings, at least what the girls are wearing can't drive him crazy today...
 
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Bridgette Chambers
18 years old with Black hair with red streaks, 5'3' brown eyes, 38 b bust

Bridgette was at her locker, wearing a tight black shirt and some jeans that flattered her ass, putting in the false back into place. Bridgette had ben an entropenure. She learned early that money is needed and supply and demand is the best way to get it. Since freshman year she had been selling tests, term papers, and some pot.

As she closed her locker she started walking to her first class looking at some of the nice bodies both male and female. She had class with Mr. woods first. As she approached his class she saw him walking through the halls.

"Hi Mr. Woods" she said smiling before entering his class.
 
I'd like to join too, if that's okay.
Adrianne Harper
18, long, dark hair, bright blue eyes
5'6'', 36c, slim figure
bisexual, student

IC:

Adrianne sauntered into the classroom and slid into her seat just as the bell rang. Her dark jeans stretched taut over her thighs as she crossed her legs and her red long-sleeved tunic shirt looked nearly painted-on. She smiled over at Bridgette, a girl Adrianne had been buying pot from occasionally over the past four years and who she would really like to get to know...personally. She knew Bridgette was bisexual, she had seen the way she looked at other girls, and Adrianne hoped to one night invite her over for a "study session."

She watched as Mr. Woods came in the room. He was by far one of the sexiest teachers in the school, and everyone thought so. She smiled as he glanced at her and he quickly looked away. Part of the reason she dressed so provocatively was to see how uncomfortable she could make Mr. Woods. It was one of her favorite games.
 
Wasn't sure if you wanted this to be closed for other people, if so I'll just delete this, but if you got room for another I'd be more than down for a school thread.

Name: Dante Cottrel
Age: 18
Hair: Brown, afroed
Eyes: Blue
Height: 6'
Weight: 190lbs.


IC: Dante came wandering into class about ten minutes after it had started, yawning slightly, shrugging apologetically to Mr. Woods as he took the first open seat he saw, leaning back and zonging out as Mr. Wood went into his lecture. It wasn't that he was a bad student, he just didn't really care. He had already been accepted to his college of choice on a football scholarship and it seemed now he was just going through the motions for the last year. Barring an injury or some other catasphore he was set. He smiled as he looked over the class, seeing the familiar faces and taking in the girls... always the girls, he thought smiling slightly.
 
Marshall successfully kept his eyes to himself as he walked up to the main office. He bid the frumpy secratary a good morning and grabbed a beige folder marked "Daily Sub Assignments".

He had quite a load today, he'd been subbing in Mrs. Hendrick's European History class for the past few months while she was away on maternity leave so he knew that he'd be at work first period, but it looked as though he wasn't going to have a break until lunch. He looked over his duties and one stood out. "You've got to be fucking kidding me," he whispered to himself. 10:00-11:15am : Girls Physical Education. He slapped the folder shut and headed off to his first class.

Again, he was trying to keep his eyes from wandering, it had been quite awhile since he'd had any sexual release at the hands of an acutal woman, so even girls taking off their heavy jackets and boots managed to be strangely erotic. He was looking down at his feet when he heard "Hi, Mr. Woods." He was clearly startled, but quickly regained his composure. He could swear he heard a tinge of seduction. "Oh, good morning Bridgette. How's business?" She responed with a simple "Uhhh..."

"We'd better get into class" he advised. Once inside, he quickly got into the swing of things, after all, History was his bread and butter, and the prospect of educating these young minds on the ins and outs of Gustavus Adolphus was more than a little exciting to him.

That miniscule encounter with Bridgette Chambers was throwing him off. He couldn't help but think about her wonderful ass. Well, at least he can't see it now that she's sitting. He turned and wrote "The Battle of Brittenfeld" up on the board, and as he turned back his eyes immediately locked on a great pair of breasts locked in a red shirt, his eyes quickly darted up to see Ms. Adrienne Harper looking right back at him. She smiled, not exactly the reaction he would expect. He quickly looked away as one of the football players entered. The guy never participates, so Marshall never bothered learning his name.

He resumed his lecture with the image of tits and ass burned deeply into his mind...
 
Amelie Spencer
18
5 ft 8 ins
long brown hair
green eyes that turn smokey when aroused
38DD
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Amelie was late for class after sleeping in when her damn alarm didnt go off. running down the hallway she turned the corner and nearly slipped while unzipping her long white coat, revealing her boots, skin tight jeans and red jumper that stretched across her breasts. after quickly knocking the door she was faced by the rest of her class spinning their heads in her direction.

"im so sorry im late Mr. Woods"

she managed to pant as she made her way to her desk thankfully at the back of the class
 
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anna collins
long strait blonde hair
blue eyes
36d
5'7
145 lbs toned but curvy

anna was late, as usual. she woke up late, her car wouldn't start right away, and she got a parking spot about a block away. taking her boots and coat off, throwing them into her locker, she walked to first period. opening the door quietly, slipping into the last empty seat, she sat in the back next to Dante.
mr.woods had his back to the class, writing something on the board, so she slipped in unnoticed to him.
 
Marshall, still lecturing, was once again startled by a sudden knocking at the door. He didn't have a chance to open it when a hefty pair of tits spilled in. He marveled as these wonderful breasts seemed to speak to him. "I'm so sorry I'm late, Mr. Woods," they seemed to say. Finally realizing that there was a student attatched to the third object of his desire for the day (and it's still only first period), he snapped back into his teaching role and bade her to sit down. After he took a second to clear his mind, he became aware of a heafty shift in his blood flow. "Oh, God," he thought to himself, "Before long I'm going to have an unmistakable hard-on for the whole class to see". Thinking quickly, he pulled the podium from the corner of the room and set it up in front of himself. Even though it was more of a music stand than a podium as the sleder rod that held up writing surface did almost nothing to hide his condition, he hoped that it would keep people looking up at his face rather than taking in the whole sight.

He sighed deeply and went on with his lecture...
 
Dante chuckled as he realized he was hardly the last person late for the class. The weather seemed to be throwing everyone off and people were having a difficult time finding their way to school. He yawned again, stretching out as he looked boredly towards the front. He never really clicked with this teacher, as it was hard to have respect for a substitute, but he’d adopted a live and let live policy towards Mr. Woods, not really giving him a hard time, but not paying too much attention to his lectures either.

He threw a slight chuckle and a wink at Amelia as she took a seat, looking quite embarrassed. He looked her up and down, appreciating what he saw. Damn these girls knew what to wear to get a man’s pulse racing that was for sure. His attention was drawn to Anna as she entered the room, sneaking back to take a seat next to him. He made it very obvious he was looking her up and down and then nodded in mock approval winking at her as well. They’d known each other for a few years and often had flirted, though nothing had come of it… yet.
 
Amelie saw Dante's wink and winked back smiling and took her seat, getting her books and getting ready to listen to this lecture, although her gaze kept lowering to his ass time and time again, and it seemed to be more often during the lesson.

"Hey D, what have i missed?"

she asked Dante as se leaned over to him
 
Dante leaned back in his chair, bringing himself closer to Amelie so he could talk without disturbing hte teacher. "Honestly? I have no idea. I'm sort of zoinked out today, late night last night, andd whatever this guy keeps going on about isn't helping matters any. I think he's just got started, All I've figured out so far is that this is history class... How was your weekend?" He asked as he smiled at her. "Dang girl, you look good today." He said looking her over again.
 
Amelie smiled at his compliment and gave him a once over.

"you dont look so bad yourself hun"

she replied

"oh you know, this and that"

she said in response to his question about the weekend

"spent the majority of my time at home on my pc, chattin and gaming and stuff but besides that mainly shopping and partying, what u been up to?"
 
anna smiled at Dante as she sat down, watching him look her up and down. she pouted her lips a little as she turned to the front, to see what the sub was writing on the board.

she looked around at all of her friends in class, they all looked like the break needed to be another week longer, and needed about 8 inches less snow on the ground.

she turned back to Dante noticing how good he looked today.
 
"When the Sweedish and French finally got involv-" RIIIIING!

"Oh thank, God!" Marshall thought to himself. "Ok everyone, just...you don't even need to read tonight," he didn't want anyone to stick around much longer. Sheer will alone kept his dick from popping though his zipper and he wasn't sure how much longer he could go without doing something about it. Could he really wait until he got home? Maybe he could slip out during lunch...

As the students began to file out, he sat down behind the teacher's desk, propped up his feet and rubbed his eyes.
 
anna put her stuff away, getting up, talking with dante as she walked towards the door. she was one of the last girls to leave.
 
Marshall saw Anna leaving with some guy and he couldn't help but be jealous. He never got a girl like that in high school. Or in college. Or ever for that matter. And it's not just the Collins girl, there's a huge well of hot women out there and he never seems to get what he wants. He pondered on weather or not these amazingly beautiful women ever really dated anyone or if they were just prick-teases for life, because it certainly seemed that way to him.

He sighed to himself again, "I'm still a young guy" he thought to himself "surely there's still time"


"Still", he continues, "I always wondered what it would be like to fuck the girl that everybody wants..."
 
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"Aaargh... this weekend was so rough. I got too drunk on Friday, blackedo ut and woke up behind the bleachers here at school. No idea how I got here. I'm just luck no one saw me. It totally brought down the rest of the weekend though, I had a two day long hangover." He chuckled as he continued talking to Amelie through the class period. "So when are we gonna finall hook up?" He asked teasingly.
RIIIIING!
He stretched again and stood up, saying goodbye to Amelie as he put his stuff back in his backpack. He lingered after class with Anna, chatting away with her. "How ya been lately gorgeous?"
 
So the first period was over and bridette now had study hall. She scampered back to her locker put back her books and grabbed some stuff for customers. Lunch and study hall had always seemed to be busy times because people just seemed to wanna kill time. Bridgette managed to make it just before the bell and took a seat in the corner of the library. She was quite horny today due to breaking up with her boyfriend weeks ago and not getting any since. After a few minutes she decided she would go to the bathroom and handle her problem.
 
As the bell rang, Adrianne lingered in the room a little longer than was necessary. She couldn't help wanting to spend a little more time with Mr. Woods. He was, after all, incredibly sexy. When the last students had wandered out into the halls, she headed towards him.

"Mr. Woods? I'm sorry, I kind of spaced out earlier. You know, Monday morning and all. Is it okay if I come in after school and you can maybe recap the lesson for me, just so I can get a few notes on it?" Adrianne pouted her lips slightly and pushed her dark hair out of her eyes, waiting for the young man to respond.
 
Amelie smiled at dante's question and watched his back and ass as he went out the door. quickly scribbling her name and number down on some scrap paper she quickly added 'call me if you're man enough :p' and went down the hallway to pop it through the gap in his locker before making her way to her own locker and dumping her books in before making her way to the library for a bit of sleep.
 
anna talked with Dante as they left, they had always flirted, been friends, but never done more.

"i've been good, got a little bit carried away at the party this weekend, and my head still regrets it. what about you? how've you been lately?"

she walked with him to second period, which they also had together.
 
The student exodus was a cacoaphony. He wasn't really concentrating on anything in particular when he picked out "...Mr. Woods..."


"I'm sorry, what did you say" he was surprised to find himself looking at Ms. Harper. She was looking at him almost seductively. She must want something. "I asked if it was alright if you went over today's lesson with me after school. I want to make sure I got everything" she said while half-biting her lower lip. God, it was sexy. Even if he were deaf, Marshall would be able to hang on to every word that breeched her glorious lips. He began to imagine her lips aro-He stopped himself. He shouldn't think like that. He stood up, quickly regaining his composure.

"Of couse, Adrianne. It wouldn't be a problem at all. I'll be here at the end of the day"

She smiled and thanked him. She bounced while shugging her shoulders and clasped her hands down by her waist as she left, it made her tits jut out ever so slightly. "I'm never going to make it to lunch," he thought to himself.

Marshall glanced at the clock, 10 minutes before he had to be at Mr. White's Geometry class. "Umm...yeah, 10 mintues? That's enough time"

Marshall was speed walking down the hall. He couldn't do it in the bathroom on the main floor, those things are packed between classes, but down in the underground level, just past the classrooms, there was a set of restrooms that were generally only used for somkeing various substances and taking care of, he suspected, perdicaments just like his. As he walked past the main office he heard "Mr. Woods!" He cursed under his breath "Yes?". He ran up to the window where the frumpy secratary sat behind her desk.
"We've just recieved word that Mr. White came in a few minutes ago, he had some car trouble, so they won't be needing you in his class," she told him
"Oh? That's great, thank you very much"

Marshall took his newfound opportunity to head to the teacher's lounge. Stashed underneath his lunch was a bag of pot he'd been saving for just such an occasion. Getting stoned in school was one of the many things he never did in high school, but always wished he had.

Now, with everything he needed, Marshall headed down to the basement level. As he neared the bathroom he adjusted his erection in his pants and groaned slightly at the miniscule amount of release. Just then, Bridgette Chambers rounded the corner. She stopped suddenly, and he just stood there cock in hand and mouth agape.

Now it was his turn to say "Uhhh..."
 
Oh jesus sorry Mr. Woods, never thought id be able to use your name so literaly." She said in a shocked voice that turned to a giggle. "So what brings you down here" She asks as he cover himself. "Look I just came here to smoke and chill out. So if you let me do that no one will ever here about this and you can even join me." She said with a smile. She turned around and walked over to the door locking it and pulling a joint out of her purse. She lit it and began puffing in its glorious smoke. She exhaled a largecloud of smoke followed by a tiny cough then offered the joint.
 
"Oh sure, why not?" Marshall had no intention of burning his stash if he didn't have to, subs don't get paid that much after all. He took a long drag and sucked in the smoke. He held it for as long as he could stand and forced it out of his lungs. "Damn, now I know why you're so famous around here" She half-smiled and took back the joint, her eyes locked on his. When she took her second toke, Marshall took the oportunity to inhale her figure. She really was a striking sight.

She laughed and exhaled. She had clearly caught him checking her out. In a feble attempt to cover, Marshall tried to strike up a conversation "Tell me, Ms. Chambers, is this where all the 'cool girls' come to partake in all their illict activities?"
 
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