She Needs To Make The Grade

[SweetGirl]

Kassidy looked down at the test Mr. Anderson had just dropped on her desk, "Another F....that's just great". Kassidy had been struggling with her Sex Ed. Class all semester. She was just too inexperienced and clueless despite all of the offers her 5'5 curvasous frame had induced. Being blonde didn't help either. "Dammit...Dammit...Dammit" she whispered over and over. With the "F" on this test it was now impossible for her to pass the course. That meant she would lose her elgibility for the state cheerleading competition, summer school, she would be put on NHS probation, and that doesn't even include what her parents are gonna do. "I'll lose my car, phone privaledges, and free weekends. God this sucks." Suddenly it hit her.... Mr. Anderson seemed like a nice guy. Maybe if she came in after school today and got him to tutor her and explain certain things he would give her 10 or 15 extra points on the test. She could keep going to tutoring until the final and she'd be sure to pass. Kassidy smiled to herself. I'll just ask if I can see him after school today. I'm sure he won't mind helping me.

 

[Guest]

When Kassidy asked for an appointment with Mr Anderson, he said that he would see her that afternoon.
That afternoon, she arrived at his class, feeling a bit nervous. She knocked on the door, and heard him shout to enter. He was sitting behind his desk marking papers, but stopped to enquire what her problem was.
Kassidy explained how she had been having problems with his course. Mr Anderson smiled, and asked which aspects of the course she had been having problems with, as he would be happy to help her through it...

 

[SweetGirl]

Kassidy smiled weakly and went through her prepared speach, "Well Mr. Anderson...uh...as you know I've been having trouble in this class, but I've been trying really har. It's just that I don't understand any of this. It's...uh...just so foreign to me. I don't understand the vocabulary...it's just too technical and even the words I can memorize i don't know what they really mean. So I was wondering if you could tutor me and give me...uh...a few bonus points for trying on my last test because right know...even with all of the tutoring I'd fail the course even if I got a one-hundred on the final. So would you help me?" Kassidy looks at him nervously and waits for his answer.

 

[Guest]

The only way to better grade with me is to show me your pantiers and get ready to be spanked

 

[Aresearcher]

Mr. Anderson looked at her and swallowed hard. She was dressed in a shirt with her buttons opened to the top of her breasts, tucked into a tight pair of jeans. He knew he should stay away from her but her smile and her attraction were too much.
"Why don't you tell me exactly what it is that you want to know and then maybe we can work something out. Would you be fre to come to my house this weekend to do some extra work?"

 

[Guest]

I was surprised at how eagerly you agreed to come to my house. "But couldn't we start now?" you asked.
"Certainly," I tell you. I've always believed that the easiest way to understand human sexuality isn't through reading dry textbooks, but by first-hand experience.
Tell me, what do you think about the sexual feelings you have? And when do you have those feelings? Do you ever encourage them?

 

[mfucker]

this is way too weird i thought.

'erm...may i excuse myself for abit? my stomach doesn't seem to be feeling good at the moment.' with that i dashed out of the classroom without waiting for a reply, a little too quickly not to arouse any suspicions though.

once in the bathroom, i took a hard look at myself again. surely my teacher didn't just hit on me, did he? i was confused and yet, his question struck me on the dot - i was aroused.

now, am i willing to do anything, and i mean anything just to get a good grade, or should i stick to my beliefs, as well as morality? the image of Mr Anderson came into my mind at this moment and i realised how attractive he is.

maybe i'm just imagining things, it seems that the question was innocent enough, perhaps just vaguely put. but still, i am willing to do just about anything to get a good grade, besides, Mr Anderson is pretty attractive.

with that, she straightened her summer dress and returned to class.

when she entered, Mr Anderson was still pretty stunned, in fact, he looked rather ashamed of himself. 'sorry for excusing myself so abruptly'.

as he recollects himself, he asks if i felt better and i said yes. 'let's continue this lesson some other time yah? i think some rest would do you good.' he said rather thoughtfully. i smiled at him and said my thanks before leaving, cursing myself for having imagined things.

 

[Guest]

I was surprised that she ran out of the room, then surprised that she didn't want to continue, after appearing to be so eager, so determined, to get a better grade and avoid failing.

From the many times I've taught this class, and the many girls I've watched over that time, I suspect that there is something much more going on inside this girl than she realizes herself. Her flush when I asked about her feelings and her expressions show that the topic of sexuality excites her.

I certainly won't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do; I'll only encourage her to enjoy the most wonderful feelings that she will ever experience. But she has been a bad girl, and she knows just how cute she is; she knows how to attract a man's attention. I wait for her next move.

 

[mfucker]

upon reaching home that day, i realised how gorgeous i was. i had breasts sized 36C, slim waist, legs to die for and i was not making use of this at all! although my upbringing tells me that sex is not a good thing, i realise that something deep inside me is telling me otherwise. with my thoughts still pretty much confused, i went to sleep.

the next day, i decided that i was going to give it a shot. i wasn't intending to be some slut that goes fucking around but i'm sure going to put my body to good use - a little teasing should be sufficient to get me what i want.

she abandoned her usual sweater and jeans look, and picked out a spaghetti strap dress. she decided to forgo her bra since the straps would be showing and just put on a pair of satin black panties. as she slipped the mini-dress over her head and let it roll down, she realised how good she looked. the dress was not too low-cut but it showed ample cleavage, and since her breasts were taut the dress seemed to be supported by her two large melons. the skirt wasn't too short either, ending around mid-thigh but it was enough to make guys drool, and maybe even more. she then ties her hair back to complete the look.

finally satisfied, she leaves the house heading for school.

 

[Guest]

I couldn't believe what she had on when she came into my classroom that day. It was hard for me to avoid staring at her as she sat there in the front row, moving around, staring at me. She looked so luscious.

As the bell rang, I called her over. "Kassidy", I said, "We need to continue yesterday's discussion. Please report to my office after school."

When you arrive there, however, you see a note attached to the door: "Kassidy: I have been called away unexpectedly for the next week. Please see me when I return."