School Time

Vikingboy

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ooc: This is a semi-open thread...we have enough students from the casting call. We need a student teacher for Mr. Jost to "tutor" in teaching skills.

IC: Seymour High School is an exclusive private high school catering to the children of powerful, yet apathetic parents. Their lil darlings are generally bright, spoiled, and very imaginative youngsaters who enjoy play more than work. And play they do... with both their fellow students and their teachers!

One of the mainstays of Seymour is Mr. Adelbert Jost, aka Addie Jost. He is 45, divorced, moderately handsome, stands 6' tall, weighs 195. Short black hair with some grey, a mustache, dresses stylishly and casually. He teaches American Literature for high school seniors. There have been rumors for sometime that he has had liaisons with senior girls, but everyone seems to ignore them.

This year, he has a Student Teacher... and he looks forward to teaching both her and his seniors more than Lit.
 
Jayme

Desciption: 6'1, 180lbs, lean, muscular body, short spiky dark brown hair, bright blue eyes, quiet, dark personality, kinda shy

Jayme sat in the back of the classroom. As a senior, he had transfered from a normal, middle-class public school to this fancy dancy private one. He was not very happy about it. His parents were borderline rich. He knew the money was there but he also knew that they could never pay the bills and that, very often, his baby brother did not have everything he needed. Why they wanted to waste their money on a school was beyond him.


"Then again, what would money matter in the scheme of things?" he wondered. It had made his mother and father cold, bitter, greedy people. The clothes he purchased himself and the innumerable scars on his young body showed how far from spoiled he was. Yet they were rich, he'd just never have the pleasure of knowing where the money went.

He watched the teacher mill about the classroom, preparing for his new seniors. Jayme was normally very good at reading people, but for some reason, he could not read this man. It put him on gaurd. He closed his eyes and thought to himself, occassionally opening them when he heard or felt a student come in. There were definately some beautiful, well-dressed girls; maybe this school wouldn't be so bad after all.
 
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Mr. Jost

As he looked at his classroom, Adie thought about the coming year. Teaching a small senior seminar on American Lit was always great. Young minds, eager, willing, risk-taking, always enthused him about teaching. He knew that over time, the deeper relationships would build, but it was the first week that became supercharged with sexuality. It was why he started with solidly "adult" literature...Lolita, Portnoy, Faulkner's incestuous fiction, just enough to get the fevered imaginations running.

He looked over the class list... the girls were hand-chosen by him and their 11th year teacher for brains & beauty. So was Mike, even though he weas too obviously the "school stud". But Jayme...well he was the wild card in the class. Adie had read his transcript & personal record. A sort of troubled kid with a checkered record. Not the usual Seymour type, but he would make life more interesting.

As the class moved in, Adie handed out the syllabus with the readings list and the first novel, Less Than Zero by Brett Easton Ellis, a book filled with teens, drugs, sex, & loneliness, to be read in a week and discussed in detail in class the next Monday.

He studied the students as they strolled in.....
 
Amethyst Browning

Amethyst Browning ( Amy)
18 almost 19 with golden-red hair, turquoise blue eyes, slender frame but kissable lips and rumored bedroom eyes. Standing 5'7" and nearly 107 in weight.

The young girl walked into the room with her blouse tied in a knot at the belly. She glanced around the room before finally taking a seat in the center. She sat her notebook on the desk and sighed. Another school to waste time at or until she was in trouble again for getting too personal with teachers or students.

Amy shrugged her golden red tresses off her shoulders that were covered by the rolled sleeves. Her turquoise blue eyes examined everything that was around her. She even smiled at the teacher Mr. Jost with her kissable lips slightly parted.

She grimaced as she saw the rest of her schedule but decided to make the best of it. She was thankful to have the Lit class, at leasat she would have something to occupy her time since she was certain no one at home did. Like all social elites, they can hide their skeletons well from the media as well as the other elite. Amy knew her limits set by her parents on what was acceptable and what wasn't. This was her ultimate final opportunity to achieve her parents approval, by attending regularly and passing without scandals within the school year. yeah right she thought.

Glancing over Mr Jost was another unique moment. He fit her choice of socially accepted. Tall, mature, fair in the weight, gorgeous black hair with mustache. Nodding to herself as she wrote a quick note in her agenda notebook, Mr. J... yummie... hope the rest of my classes are this delightful.
 
ooc: Thanks Viking, never been called a class stud before, :)

IC: Mike Hicks

Description: Captain of the football team, 6'1, 225, short blonde hair, blue eyes, Muscular body, and all the girls he's been with say he has a gigantic......ego (Thought I was going to say something else? LOL) Will use his trust fund to buy anything (or anyone) he wants

"Man, look at all the hotties in here, I'm so glad I bribed Mr Jost to get in here, and that guaranteed A I bought won't hurt either" He smiles as he looks around the room, looking at all the cheerleaders he nailed over the summer, including Karen (the captain)"How the hell did Jayme get in here though, I feel kind of sorry for him, he seems like a nice guy if he'd ever talk once in a while" His eyes stop as his gaze lands upon a GORGEOUS redhead walking into the room "My my my,who is that creature, looks like I'll have to introduce myself" He puts on his million dollar smile and says to her "Hello there, you must be new here"
 
Looking up to the new voice and returning the smile, "I'm Ameth.. I mean Amy... and you are?"

She shoved some stray strands of hair from her face and looked into his blue eyes, somewhat enchanting for a blonde yet still, sizing him up for the moment. Then she slowly extended her hand with another grin.
 
IC: taking her hand, and kissing it like the gentleman I am (Or pretend to be sometimes at least) I say "Nice to meet you Ameth, My name is Matt Hicks, I'm kind of an important person to know around here" Smiling at her "If you need a tour of the town, or have any questions about the school, I'm your man"
 
Mr. Jost - Bribe Refused

Adie looked at Mike who was trying to chat up the new girl...
Amythyst Browning..interesting name, more intersting c.v. She'd been "asked to transfer" twice... and from the look she gave him, he figured he knew why. She had a dynamite body & killer eyes. She'd tear any boy in the class to pieces, but he smiled, cuz she would be a challenge for sure.

But first, a little business. Adie took an envelope with $1000 in cash and slipped it into Mike's notebook. A note in with it read, "Mike, this is what you offered me for your place & an A. You earned the first last year, now earn the A!"

He turned and watched for other students.....
 
OOC: what a fun thread this'll be.



IC:excusing myself for just a moment, I walk away from amy and place a note on Mr Jost's desk "I can get the A by myself, NO problem, but I was just trying to make it profitable for you, if this is a ploy for more money, It won't work"
 
OOC: Karen, 18, high school senior, blond hair (often braided into pigtails), big beautiful clear blue eyes that sparkle like frost on a window pane, 5'6", 36c....a face of pure, sweet innocence, dispite what the rumors say.....

IC: Karen walked into class, late as usual. Her slow, graceful movements were fluid as a babbling brook, and twice as hypnotic. Leaning lightly against the doorframe, she glanced about the room, taking note of her classmates:
-Mike, football captain, massively egotistical. She couldn't stand to be alone with him for too long...unless he was naked. Then he had more to focus on then just his personality. As a result, she'd turned him down every time he asked her on a date...but she still found a way to meet him at halftime to pump up his...spirits. And after the game, if he played well enough.
-The new guy, Jayme. Gossip was easy to come by when you had a network as good as Karen's. But somehow, Jayme remained an enigma. The mystery intregued her....
-And the new girl, Amy. She was a beautiful girl. Karen giggled to herself at the thought of Mike's obvious desire to see her in a cheerleading uniform. Then her own lips curled into a light grin at her own thoughts of Amy making the squad....

Gracefully, Karen walked into the room, taking a seat next to Amy. Opening a small bag on top of her desk, she pulled out a ripe strawberry. Bringing the red fruit to her lips, she gave it a soft kiss, wrapping her lips around the tip. A soft bite and silent suction pulled the sweet juice onto her tongue....all onto her tongue, not a single drip past her lips or down her chin.
Smiling sweetly to the room, she lifted the bag in offering..."Would anyone else like one?"
 
IC: after leaving the note on Jost's desk, I walk back to my desk, sitting down nest to Amy. Smiling as I see the best fuck in the school walk in, remembering how Karen would always find a way to visit me at halftime and at the end of all our football games last year. Imagining her sucking my cock like that Strawberry she just inhaled. She must be teasing me already. whispering to her "want to meet at my house after school and show me what else you can do with that mouth of yours?" :)

OOC: I'm not NEARLY this egotistical or this much of a jerk in real life, and I apologize if my posts are offending people.
 
Mr. Jost

He looks at Mike and softly snarls. This boy is going to have to REALLY earn that fucking A. He says, "Mike, sit your ass down and let me start my class..... please"

He smiles at Amy & Karen and Jayne. "Everyone, please sit where you like. We'll be informal here, very open in our discussions. You can call me Mr Jost or Adie, whatever feels better for you. I'll expect you to be prepared to discuss anything in this class...and that our discussions will stay in this room and among ourselves. So the first book we're reading deals with heavy drug use, masturbation, oral vaginal & anal sex, homosexuality, bisexuality, and polysexuality. Anyone want to start a discussion on those topics?"

He waits, then quotes a passage where the narrator/protagonist is getting a blow job from his roommate's girlfriend....

He looks at the kids....
 
Turning to the football stud, Karen smiles politely. Watching his eyes dip from her face, his gaze eagerly attempting to pry further down her blouse than the buttons would allow (although the glimpse he did get left little to the imagination).
Does he think I don't know where he's looking?
Answering his question, Karen's soft voice was a light, teasing purr..."What makes you think you could hold out 'till after school?"

Turning back to face the front of the room, Karen crosses her legs slowly, giving Adie a nice, though quick, peek (if he's observant enough to have noticed). Leaning forward, chin in palm, elbow on desk, she listens to him read the passage about the blowjob. As she listens, Karen pulls another strawberry from the bag, dragging it lightly across her lips, practically mimicking the action of the story.
 
Mr/ Jost -- Strawberries

As he reads the passage, quoting much of it from his memory, he watches reactions. Everyone seems to be purposely distracted, looking down. But Karen, well, she looks at him and mimics the blowjob on a strawberry. He smiles and licks his lips, his eyes meeting hers. As he finishes the passage, he mouths words to her, "Want to try it out?"
 
smiling as Karen replicates the blowjob, "You know, you're right, maybe I can't hold out, BUT I do have a free period coming up next"
 
So the rumors were true. Even with Karen's gossip-network, she couldn't be completely sure. But it was obvious now...Adie did like to play with his students. Maybe this class wasn't going to be as bad as all the others.... Karen grinned to herself.
Taking a quick peek around the room, making sure no one was watching, she smiled at her teacher and his mouthed question. In reply, her lips moved, forming the silent word: Definately!

Leaning back in her desk, Karen brings another strawberry to her lips, sucking the tip lightly. Whispering behind it, so that only Mike can hear..."Mmm...I'd definately skip my math class next hour...."
 
Incredibly hard now from watching Karen suck that strawberry , I whisper for only her to hear "In the gym locker room? Or do you have someplace else in mind?"

OOC: I'll ask you guys first, but should I catch her whispering to the teacher? Or not?
 
OOC: Not, hornydude04. *wink*

IC: Karen's mind wandered to the locker rooms. Each time that she had snuck into the guys' room had been such a rush. Beyond the thrill of being caught on school grounds, there was a special forbidden thrill to being in the GUYS' locker room that sent a tingle through her body. Just the thought of it now sent a little ripple through her.
Karen turned her head, glancing at Mike over her shoulder, and whispered, "Unless you have somewhere better..."
 
OOC: Ok honeypie, just asking, as long as we get to have fun, I dont' really care, (Wink, wink)

IC: "Locker room, 20 minutes?" :) "Oh, and lose the panties"
 
OOC: Honeypie, if you wouldn't mind, what is Karen wearing? Mikes in a white short sleeve shirt, jean shorts, boxers, white sneakers, no socks
 
OOC: Karen's wearing a tight white blouse, buttons undone low...and a short red-plaid pleated skirt, white thigh highs, with white lace bra and panties.
 
Mr Jost

He watches the interplay between Mike & Karen and he gets the feeling that Mike's gong to be having the best of today's class.

He strops his reading and says, "Next time, I want a piece of writing from each of you reacting to this piece. Read the book for Monday & be ready to give your personal reactions to it: what character, what part, what single thing moved you and why. Karen, stay after for a minute. Class dismissed."
 
OOC: Thanks HoneyPie, getting hard just picturing that outift

IC: "Remember, I''l see you in 20 min, without those panties" My hand "accidently" brushing up against her tits as I walk out of class
 
Karen winks at Mike as he walks out of the room. Then she turns to Amy.
"Hi. In case you don't know yet, I'm Karen, head cheerleader. And if you'd like to get together, I was thinking that we could work on our papers together? It might give us new...insights."

Letting the rest of the class disappear through the door, Karen turns and walks to the front of the classroom, standing right in front of Adie's desk. "You wanted to see me, Mr. Jost?"
 
Mr Jost

"Yes, Karen. I'd like to talk with you about your reaction today. I know what you've done in the past around school...National Honor Society, head cheerleader, Homecomning & Prom Queen last year...and the rumors are quite interesting....

"You seem to be a handful and a half. I assume you're meeting Mike next hour for some private play...in the locker room?"

When her eyes meet his, he sees the blush spreading up her neck to her face.

"I'd like to see you after school...before your practice session. We have some private "work" of our own to do."

He reaches out and touches her shoulder. "For now, how about a souvenir? Give me your panties, please, young lady."
 
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