Sharon Alone in the Band Room (OPEN)

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Sharon Kelly
18, Caucasian Female
Long blonde hair, blue eyes (wears glasses), medium build
C-cup
Dressed in short blue skirt with white and blue blouse, hair tied back in a ponytail, sneakers on her feet.

The auditions for the state band championships were next week, and Sharon was determined to get it right. Her chosen instrument was the flute, and she had considerable talent. The clock on the wall read 3:37 and still she practiced, playing everything from classical pieces to more modern fare. The lilting notes echoed in the empty room, off the desks and the barely-ajar door to the storage closet.

The girl decided she would practice until 4. She could have taken the flute home, but she preferred the solitude of the room. Home was not a peaceful place for Sharon, as her mother nagged incessantly over whatever came to mind. At times, the nagging degenerated into outright shouting...too often these days. But here in the band room after school, there was peace. For the moment anyway.

The thread is open for company for Sharon...possibly some of the local riffraff from the remedial classes, or maybe even a non-student.
 
Simon Jones
24 Caucasian Male
Short Black Hair
Grey T-Shirt, Jeans, Black Shoes... Slim

He'd paused by the Band Room listening to the flute, there was talent in the notes being played , a lot of talent. A smile touched his face as memories of being in the band came to the fore back then he'd been considered a band geek but there was something the jocks didn't know Band girls had the same equipment as the cheerleaders and could be just as willing to use those assets the big difference was that the ratio boy to girl was a hell of a lot better in the band than the football field.

He'd arrived to pick up his sister who was again in detention as a senior he'd hoped she would get over detentions but apparently not.

He silently opened the door to the band room and saw the moaker of the music he smile touched his lips, she was very attractive and he felt a stirring between his legs , emboldened he walked in and silently closed the door after a few minutes the young girl finished her peice

Simon clapped "that was very good your quite talented" he said with a smile, he walked over his hand out

"Simon Jones , I used to spend a few hours a week here not so long ago " he sat down beside her and looked at her breasts there was talent there as well and those legs certainly seemed inviting he wondered if the band still used the store room for things other than their musical instruments.

He looked up at her face again his smile genuine "its rare to see so much talent at your age I dare say you get noticed a lot" yeah and for more than your flute playing he thought
 
Sharon was taken aback at Simon's forwardness. "Aren't you a little...a little old to be a student," she asked. Still, the man had complimented her and she couldn't bring herself to just blow off someone who had an appreciation for her music. "Well, thanks for the compliment, anyway. Do you play an instrument?" She looked around to see if this strange man had any company...still, she felt safe since she was in the band room.

"You said you spent time in her yourself. You look like...what...class of 2002 or so? Are you a teacher's son or something?" She blew a few notes for fun.
 
Simon smiled "Yeap thats right class of 2002 we had a good band then loads of fun " he looked at her if he lifted his head slightly he could catch the top of her breast, this girl really needed to undo that third button maybe he'd do it for her

"I used to sit right there" he pointed to the a seat three along from hers as he withdrew his hand he slightly brushed against one of her breasts.

"I played the trumpet, because Miss Andrews said I had good lips" she'd been the music teacher for several years now in her early 30's music was her life but more than one of his mates had fancied her...personally Simon was attracted to the senior girls in the band...easier to talk to easier to get in to them.

"Yeah I spent a lot of time in this place... " he leaned back and put his arms out of the back of the neighbouring chairs he didn't want to scare this girl off so made it casual " ...Spent a few hours in the storage room as well, happy memories"

He looked ahead for a few seconds and then turned back to Sharon and smiled he leaned in " as for what I am now well I'm a few things one of them is a brother waiting for his sister to get out of detention again but she'll know where to find me if I'm not around..." a smile touched his lips "So Sharon I feel the need to put my lips to something and I know Miss Andrews was always rearranging the store room care to show me where shes hiden the trumpets maybe we could jam together for a bit"
 
Andrew walks into the band room

Andrew walks into the band room, him and sharon are in the same band class, Andrew plays the drums though. Andrew is also starting QB on the football team.

Hey Sharon, you sound amazing you're going to make the band for sure. I wish i could be as good as you.

Andrew checks her out as he walks by and man she looks amazing he thinks to himself.
 
Simon looked at the new comer he had jock written over him but he also appearred to understand good music which made him a rare breed a crossover....and he had that look on his face a very obvious look if Sharon saw it and understood it would she be put off by the thought of two men wanting her or would she embrace it ....she had the body ,did she have the desire ..did she have the need

"See he agrees you're very good"
 
Sharon didn't quite know what to make of this...her quiet space had been invaded, and she wasn't happy about that. On the other hand...the guys also shared her interest in music. Finding friends--especially boys--who liked music like she did was tough.

"I'm--I'm glad you like my music," Sharon said. "Sure, we can check the storage room--I'm sure there are other fluts and maybe a trumpet. I thought I say some in there last week, when I was there last." She got up, looking at the two guys, then headed toward the storage closet. Wondering if they guys would follow her...not really sure what she would do if they did.
 
Simon followed her looking at that beautiful arse as it moved he looked at the other guy and nodded , if he followed great if not there was more for him.

In the store room he saw Sharon reach up for a trumpet her breats strained against her top Simon walked behind her " You know when I was at this school the guys and the girls would come here and not even notice the instruments I bet you're been asked to come in here before , do you want to find out why "

As she turned around to look at him he moved his hands to her top and undid that thrid button her breast now became a lot more visable "You know Miss Andrews said I was good with me lips I'll show you why " Simon leaned closer and kissed the top of one of her breast his cock at attention as his hand snaked up her leg and pulled at her shorts"
 
OC: I'm a musician, percussionist, IRL....

Darla Show
5'10" brunette, long dark hair always in a ponytail
36DD-24-34 and 22 yrs old
Student Teacher, in charge of percussion

Ms. Show's office wasn't really an office.... It was more of a closet, connected by a "breezeway" the size of an elevator, to the store room.... It was Ms. Show's turn to stay after school for any students who wanted to practice. Sometimes students stayed but most days it was quiet here. There was one student, a flute player named Sharon, who was here more often than most students. Ms. Show wasn't a slut, nor a lesbian, but that girl sure had talent, and a body to go with it.... Not that there weren't plenty of interestingly built students in her percussion section. No, those guys that she spent so much time with were of prime quality themselves, especially the football player....

Ms. Show thought she heard noise in the storeroom, and stepped out of her, ahem, "office" to see what the fuss was all about. She saw Sharon standing there, a bemused look on her face, and a young man trying to have his fun with her. She cleared her throat politely - she didnt' object to the scene in front of her, really, as it hadn't been so long since she'd been a horny senior in band class - and kindly spoke to the kids....

"You kids really shouldn't be in here," she grinned. "And you, I'm not sure who you are, but if you're going to ravage my flute players, you'd probably ought to take it just a bit slower. She's just a girl, ya know." Ms. Show leaned up against the music cubbie holes to see how this would progress....
 
Simon looked at the newcomer she looked good and was no student and her advice told him he had a green light...at least from her , he wondered briefly what else he had a green light for.

With a quick smile he pulled down Sharons pants and slowly worked his way down her body ,moving down he was her black lace panties and slowly began to remove them.
 
To say that Sharon was shocked...wouldn't even have begun to cover it. She had been reaching for a trumpet when suddenly the man made his move, brazenly, popping off that third button. Then Ms. Snow came. Thank God, she thought. Surely this would end--

But then Ms. Snow merely gave advice to the boys. Sharon's head spun. What could she be thinking? "Ms. Snow," Sharon protested. Then the teacher just sat back.

"Get--get off of me," the girl protested. Then her shorts came down.
 
Ms. Show leaned back to watch the performance, and to see Sharon's reaction to both the boy advancing on her and to Ms. Show's eyes being on the couple. She began to feel her own nipples harden and her own pussy heat up as she wondered how far these two would get....
 
Simon looked up at Sharon realisation hit him she was a virgin , had the band changed so much ? no it couldn't have this other woman a teacher maybe seemed quite happy to watch them go for it which meant this room still had its repuation intact.

If he proceeded and she complained he was screwed he looked at her panties and just behind then a pussy he really wanted ...what to do what to do....then an idea came to him he looked at the other women she had a look in her eye a look that said she had been in a few store rooms herself ,

"Would you care to help me here I think Sharon just needs a bit of encouragement". He stood up his legs between Sharons his cock now staining to get out of his pants neither female would miss that.
 
Ms. Show grinned, but remained standing a moment before she spoke.

"I'm a teacher, kind of, and Sharon is a student." She eyed this guy's cock, obviously raging to get out of those pants. She guessed that he and she were about the same age - she hadn't heard their previous conversation to know that she was only a year older than he - and her mind entertained thoughts, of both of them.

"I could get in trouble for a thing like that." She looked at the younger girl. "Unless of course, Sharon asked me to help. She's of age and can make her own decisions now.... Sharon? Would you like me to help your friend as he tries to induct you as part of the history of this room?"

Ms. Show waved her hands in the air, showcasing the store room. SHe well knew of its "other use" as she'd had her experiences in it when her school had a football game here which had gotten rained out. All of the band members were brought into the hall to wait out the storm, and a couple of the guys in the other band had let her in on the room's secrets. Ms. Show sighed as she reminisced momentarily - that had been her senior year, and how fun it had been!

She waited for Sharon's response....
 
Sharon gasped as she saw Simon's hard-on tenting his pants. "You...you wanna go all the way," she realized. "But Ms. Snow...she's gonna report us. Right?" The student turned to the band instructor, who made her offer.

The girl felt a rush of fear and...something else. Something about the tent in the boy's pants had given her a headrush she had never experienced before. His mouth on her breast. She looked around the room.

Ever so slightly, trembling, Sharon nodded her head.
 
Simon smiled and gentle removed Sharons panties "Lie down " he grapped a small cushion "lace this in the small of your back "

Simon removed his pants and his cock spring to attention he looked at Ms Snow and smiled then he got on his knees and moved his face towards Sharons pussy "We have to get it very wet before you can take my cock just lie back keep your legs apart and enjoy"

Simon closed the distance to Sharons his pussy his mouth and fingers worked expertly between her pussy lips and around her clit ...Simons was on his knees and parted his legs allowing his cock to point to the ground there was enough room between his legs for another person he hoped Ms Snow would understand what he wanted.
 
Sharon had worried about being reported, and had nodded her head in seeming to want Ms. Show to help show her about the room. Ms. Show grinned as the guy positioned himself to play with Sharon's sweet-looking pussy as well as leave room near his dick... for her, she guessed, and she moved forward to help.

She smacked the guy's ass as she approached. "What's yer name anyway, you sexy-looking man? You're older - did you go to school here, and when did you graduate. I'm class of 2001, but not from here. We played here in football though."
Ms. Show had raised Sharon's shirt, tweaked her nipples through her bra, and kissed her chest between them, smiling at the girl, who was beginning to enjoy the attention of the two. She played with the girl lightly as she spoke, moving to the floor beneath this hunk and began to play with his dangling cock with her fingertips and tongue as she anticipated his smooth voice again....
 
Simons eyes widened his he continued to work on Sharons cunt he felt Ms Snow take his cock in her mouth and knew ....'oh fuck' the though interupted and knew that she had done this before .


"The names Simon . I was a student here class of 2002 " yeah hang about " he moved back to working Sharon tight pussy his tounge flicking inside she was getting wet now but she needed to get a whole lot wetter. "Hang about ... " he said coming up for breathe again"... in my Junior year we invited a whole bunch of girls to join us in this room when a game rained out ...wow do you think we...."

He didn't recall her but he had fucked a few girls that day that whole ratio between boys and girls meant there was always more horny pussy than hard cock
 
Sharon gasped as the full cock was revealed to her. She was still trying to get it through her head that the teacher was actually going to participate. This was quite a shock to her. She took the cushion and laid back. Sensing Simon wanted to move his head between her legs, she opened her thighs, showing off a blonde snatch.

"You're going to...kiss me...there?" Her question was answered even before she finished posing it. Her back arched as his tongue touched her. She had never felt anything like this before! But that was nothing compared to the surprise when Ms. Now tunneled under her shirt and bra. "Ms. Snow," Sharon exclaimed. "What are you doing?" Then she moaned with pleasure, settling back onto the cushion...
 
"Well, Simon, we may just have met before without my realizing it.... Your story is very similar to one of mine, mine from my senior year. Your junior year? Almost had to have been around.... All the guys I was with were 18, so you a year behind in school? that would make you my same age - 22!"

(OC: all sexual activities here must occur between of-age persons, so yep, you were 18. :cool: )

"Sharon, you liking all this? Sorry if I surprised you earlier - I go too far you just let me know and I'll stop." Ms. Show didn't want to upset the girl, but she seemed to be enjoying it. Simon raised his head to respond to her, and she lifted her fingers to play with Simon's fingers as they moved in and around Sharon's wetness, making sure Sharon knew her hand was there also.
 
"It's...weird." Sharon didn't quite know what to make of it. Weird but pleasant, she told herself. "Just that...you know, you're a woman, I thought you'd want...Simon here." The girl reached down and felt Ms. Show's fingers around her pussy. They felt good...better than good...especially as they brushed against the hard knob of her clit.

Then, in something between inspiration and momentary insanity--Sharon would think later--her hand went to the teacher's breasts. They were large--she had heard the kids tease her behind her back. The girl reached inside the woman's blouse...
 
(OC yeap just 18 late starter at school...missed all the hot girls in the year above me drat lol)

IC

Simon watched as Ms Snow, what was her first name, moved her fingers into Sharons cunt with him it was getting very wet in there ...almost wet enough, he gently moved his body so that he could suck on one of Sharons nipples his mouth carressing her while his hand rubbed against the other womans hand and they both rubbed against the boundary of her pussy.

He looked at Ms Snow and smiled awaiting her answer to Sharons question knowing what the answer would be ....Sharon was about to enter a world she knew nothing of and soon very soon her pussy would be wet enough for his cock and then Sharons world would change forever.
 
Ms. Show smiled at Sharon's response - first vocal, then physical, as she answered the student.
"Oh, I do want Simon here," Ms. Show sucked the head of his cock to punctuate what she'd just said. "Just thought it would be fun to include you in it too, since I can tell he's enjoying you. Besides, I've always thought you were a pretty girl, and thought you may be more comfortable exploring your own desires with Simon here if you knew you had me for safety and such."

Ms. Show looked down her own shirt as Sharon bravely decided to play with her tits. "They're big, huh? Can't resist touching them, I know. The boys tease, but I know they want my nipples in their mouths...." Ms. Show was stroking Simon with her hand as she talked to Sharon, her other hand beginning to massage Sharon's swelling clit - just on the sides for now, didn't want the girl to explode too soon, she'd need her wetness for this huge dick in a few, Ms. Show guessed. "It's okay for you to play with them if you want - I do when I can." She giggled.

And by the way, Simon, I'm Darla Show, percussion instructor here. And Sharon you can call me by my first name now if you want - no sense in the silly formalities now is there? She went back to sucking cock and fondling Sharon's hot sweetness.
 
Simon smiled... Darla...the name rang a bell ,he was hopeless with faces good with names, he smiled the memory came back she had had his cock in her mouth before and he had fucked her and absolutely would again ....then his cock seemed to get bigger if that was possible....he caught Darlas eyes and nodded

"Sharon" he said softly "are you ready don't worry about the size all you have to do is relax ,it might hurt a little bit at first but as Darla will tell you after a short while it feels very good"

He waited for her agreement as Darla continued to work her mouth along the lenght of his cock.
 
Sharon didn't answer SImon. Darla knew she was probably still debating, not quite sure if she wanted to lose her cherry in this store room right this minute. But, she'd soon learn how good it felt.... Darla decided to help comfort her and let Simon get his at the same time....

"Sharon sweetie it's okay, you dn't have to right now if you dont' want to, but he's right - it DOES feel REALLY nice after the first couple of strides. Why don't you watch us and see how good it makes me feel, okay? You can keep playing with my titties - I like that!" Darla smiled at Sharon, and glanced at Simon, wondering if that situation was something he'd like to happen.
 
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