Slut Academy 2 (IC thread)

As the man's voice sounded from in front of her, Riza jumped, her eyes wide as she darted her gaze up to him. Her long dark hair was obscuring the left side of her face, and as she stared up to him for a moment, her fingertips started toying with one another rather nervously. "Yes sir..." She said quieltly, her icy gaze glancing over him.

In a way, she wondered what the hell he wanted...well...that was no question. She had an understanding of what most people here wanted, but what did he want with her? She figured that she had given enough of a hint that she wasn't interrested in anything that was going on here. Perhaps though, her efforts wern't as effective as she had thought.

Quickly she shook her head. He had simply asked her name, and already she was jumping from conclusion to conclusion. Perhaps that is all he wanted from her. Maybe he realized she had been here last year as well. She was sure a drop-out wouldn't be easily forgotten. Especially by the dean. Her hands clasped tightly, willing her annoying habit of picking at her fingertips to cease for a moment.

"Is something wrong sir..?" She asked hesitantly. Seeing as how he had not left to her first answer, she figured she would probe a bit farther into it. Even if she would regret it later.
 
Rob sat in the empty chair next to the pretty dark-haired girl. He looked over her striking features. Her face was like a painting, and at the moment, even in his list-filled state, so near orgasm from Elise's teasing, he for actually had the urge to kiss her rather than do anything else.

"You very shy here," he noted. "That's fine. Everyone is nervous the first week of school." He cleared his throat and an awkward pause ensued. When she didn't speak, he said, "I see you haven't been participating much in class. Are you, uh, experienced with this type of thing? Have you ever given or received oral pleasure in the past?" He saw the look on her face and quickly added, "I'm sorry if I'm too forward. But at a school called Slut Academy, I promise you'll get used to personal questions after a while."
 
Amara quitely walked down the hallways to the classes. She quickly made a stop at her own office, dropping in to check on her computer. She had indeed got the files she had emailed herself from Melody's computer. She quickly forwarded the files to Rob and Christine too, marking them as "For your eyes only".

She then took a look at the schedule. She herself had ended up missing the first class she was supposed to be taking, and didnt have a class to be teaching till the next day. She decided she would take a look at the classrooms first, and see if there are any other classes going on, maybe get to see more of the new students in action. Last time she hadnt even had a chance to see much of them, and had been distracted by what had happened to Melody.

And then she would drop by to check on Melody too. But so far she hadnt heard anything from the doctors. She assumed that had to mean Melody was doing better now. Well, and her peculiar case had to be made sense of too.

As if that wasnt enough, there was the problem of the missing operatives and the new piece of information she had just seen now. She had to get Christine, Rob and Mandy up to date on that too. Things were just not looking up right now. And then Mandy had gone missing too.

She got up, a little exasperated, and walked out of the office. The fresh air felt relaxing and she took in a deep breath, telling herself to calm down. She then started to walk towards the class rooms first, to check up on any classes going on.
 
Saul had made his way to the infirmary to check on Melody. He expected her to still be unconscious, but then he remembered the file that had been sent to her computer, and recently at that. As he walked into the wing housing the injured and the doctors. He looked around, and finally spotted Melody. He walked over to her, and bowed slightly. "Feeling better, lass?"
 
Missy walked slowly hoping she would be able tofind out swomethng about Melody.

She went to the next class room and looked around hoping she would find out something.
 
Armphid said:
"I, uh, I hope so." Ethan felt some of her nerves return, but as she touched him, they faded away under the sweet succor of her gentle hands and clever fingers. He moaned softly into her mouth as her tongue pushed past his lips, his own meeting it, tasting her.

His hands wandered her body, almost always coming back to her splendid breasts. They were just so incredible, and in a distant corner of his mind he noted that Devina's were the same size.

He was glad she would be his first. She could show him what to do, and knew how to get pleasure from him as well. It might be foolish, but he'd always been concerned that his first few times, he would have dissatisfied partners. He wanted to be a good lover to women, and this was the first step to that goal.

Christine moaned as he touched her breasts gently over and over. He really was good, both at figuring out what felt good for her and how to keep doing it so that it didn't get monotonous. Pulling her mouth away, she smiled and leaned forward to use her mouth and tongue on his neck. "Mmm, Ethan," she whispered before nibbling his ear.

One of her hands went between them and gripped his cock gently, hearing him moan as she did, and postioned it at her opening. Christine slid the head back and forth along her wet slit, grinning wickedly at him. "Are you ready?"
 
Already it felt so warm and wet on him, he'd never felt anything like this. Ethan's breathing was faster yet as she took hold of him, guiding the head of his dick along her sex and into position. Then she smirked that naughty smirk and moved his head back and forth over it, her wetness seeping onto him and bring out a long, low moan.

At her words, he tried to take a steadying breath, closing his eyes. He opened them, looking into her grinning face. He smiled then, eager and shy. "I'm ready, please Christine, take my virginity and make me a man."
 
Melody saw Saul come in and was relieved. "Much better, but apparently I don't have as much control as I though."

She grimaced as she remembered what had happened in the classroom, and wondered why nothing had triggered when she had seen Rob. The only reasoning she could think of was that whomever had put that chip in her hadn't seen Rob as a threat, but had seen Amara as one, and likely Mandy as well.

"I really need to find out all of whats in that file, as what I've worked out so far scares me a lot. I was kind of hoping I might be able to get some help here, since the rumors on the net were that this Academy was getting a change of sorts, while using the 'sexual' overtones as a cover for something that might be more dark and dangerous."
 
Amara walked down the corridors towards the classroom, and after a quick look decided she had to chat with Christine about it all. After all, with Mandy missing, and further disturbing news on their operatives, she knew Christine had to be involved. And further, Melody's case was interesting too. What was wrong with the girl, Amara wondered.

And where WAS Christine? She walked over to Christine's office, and didnt find her there. She left her a note there, "Call me when you get back"

As she stepped out of Christine's office, she thought of checking with Rob as well about Christine's whereabouts, but then decided she should check out at their place. Maybe Christine went back there? Worst case, she would stay there and wait for her and Rob.

She headed over, and was soon at Rob and Christine's. she stepped up to the door, and had just started entering the access code when she heard some sounds from inside the room. She knew Rob was out in the class, and this sounded a little odd. Her hand went to her gun, and she checked it, getting it ready to shoot. She quickly entered the codes, and quitely pushed the door open, and entered on tip-toe.
 
Christine was ready to slide all the way down Ethan's shaft when the door opened. She swore, paused, and looked over her shoulder.

Smiling, she sighed. "Hi, Amara." Her hand stroked Ethan, to keep him hard - one person walking in could ruin a perfectly good fuck - and said, "If you want to join us, you're more than welcome." She turned to kiss Ethan deeply, and whispered, "You don't mind, do you?"
 
Ethan froze up at the sight of the other woman. He recognized her as the professor who'd spoken at the orientation, and Christine used her name. Amara. Just as beautiful and sensual as Christine herself, if not in the same ways. The shock still almost caused him to fall out of the mood, but the clever hand and hungry kiss of the blond in his lap re-focused him.

As the kiss broke, Ethan nodded and blushed. "No, I wouldn't," he said in a shy voice. He looked past Christine at Amara, "If you want to, I'd...I'd like that, and I'd be very honored."

This couldn't be happening. His first time...and it might be with two women.
 
Elengil said:
Melody saw Saul come in and was relieved. "Much better, but apparently I don't have as much control as I though."

She grimaced as she remembered what had happened in the classroom, and wondered why nothing had triggered when she had seen Rob. The only reasoning she could think of was that whomever had put that chip in her hadn't seen Rob as a threat, but had seen Amara as one, and likely Mandy as well.

"I really need to find out all of whats in that file, as what I've worked out so far scares me a lot. I was kind of hoping I might be able to get some help here, since the rumors on the net were that this Academy was getting a change of sorts, while using the 'sexual' overtones as a cover for something that might be more dark and dangerous."
Saul nodded slowly, taking a seat next to Melody. At the mention of the file, he considered what to tell her. In the end, he decided to try being honest. If worse came to worst, they could always hypnotize her into forgetting whatever caused it. "Well, I'd say you can get the help you need here. Not sure what exactly that would entail, but Miss Amara sent a copy to her own computer, as well as to Miss Christine's. They'll be looking at it later to see if it provides a clue. What do you remember about the events just before you passed out?"

He looked into her face, studying her reactions. He couldn't say anything about it being dark, really. Freedom was never truly dark, but sometimes the methods used to achieve it were.
 
Amara walked in, and was a bit surprised at first. Christine with one of the students! Ethan if her memory served her right. She knew Christine was really picky, and even though the young athletic blonde guy looked very attractive, she was convinced he had to have done more than just look good for Christine to go this far with him.

She relaxed her grip on her weapon as she took in the situation. She smiled a bit, and decided she would find out soon enough anyway what made Christine pick this guy for all this fun. She smiled at Ethan at his words, and slowly, sensuosly walked towards the two. She could see Ethan was a bit shy seeing her there now, but Christine, always so clever kept stroking him to keep him hard. She walked up to them, softly ruffled Ethan's hair, and whispered softly in his ear "I would love to. That way i could even find out what got my picky friend interested here"

As Christine leaned in to kiss Ethan, Amara reached across, and pulled Christine's blonde hair which back softly, and leaned in to kiss her softly on her neck.
 
Christine moaned as Amara's mouth latched onto her neck. She kissed Ethan a little harder, then pulled away to kiss Amara and whisper to the other woman, "Guess what, sweetheart? He's a virgin." Giving a last stroke to his cock, she turned back to him. "Are you ready, Ethan?" She gripped him and ran the head of his cock along her slit. "Do you want this?"
 
Amara's hand in his hair should not have been sensual. It should not have eliminated any danger that the sudden change of situation would cause him to lose 'rigidity.' But it was sensual and it had indeed, ensured he would be rock hard for some time to come. He blushed as she whispered into his ear, shivering with anticipation and delight. How could they do that? And they thought he could too?

He took in a hissing breath as Christine took hold of him again, asking him once more if he was ready. In answer, he leaned in to kiss her, then whispered, "Yes, do it." "Please," before running his lips over her earlobe. He took up at Amara, wondering exactly how she was going to join in now.
 
Amara kissed Christine back, and looked at Ethan with an interested look when she heard he was a virgin. She then smiled softly, and said to Ethan "I guess then we owe it to you to make this a memorable one." She gave Christine's breasts a gentle squeeze, and kissed her again before turning her attention to Ethan.

As Christine broke away from the kiss with him and placed his cock against her slit, ready to enter her, Amara leaned in and gently pulled Ethan's head back and kissed him on his forehead, and then on his lips. She let their lips lock for a bit, and then pulled away just as Ethan started to get into the kiss. She smiled at him, and pulled her top off and then leaned into kiss him again, this time approaching for the kiss, and just kissing him softly, her neck over his head.
 
Ethan immediately concluded that Amara knew how to play the game at least as well as Christine. Her first kiss was dazzling, and diabolically teasing as she broke if off just as it was deepening. Rather than feel slighted, he actually smiled, shaking his head slightly. She was very good. This...this was going to be something he would never forget.

As she took of her top, Ethan let his eyes take in all they could from this angle. She and Christine had very different bodies, but the sexuality they exuded was equal. He would never be able to say one was sexier than the other. Amara was gorgeous and lush, inviting and teasing. As she approached him, kissing him again, he let himself go into the kiss, with all the skill and sweet passion he'd shows when Christine had kissed him.
 
Watching them kiss, Christine grinned. This was going to be more fun than she had thought. And then, when they were done, Amara could help them figure out what was going on with the intelligence network. She nuzzled Ethan's neck before rubbing him over her wetness again and then dropping down onto him.

She moaned, feeling him fill her up, and stayed there, leaving him buried inside of her. This was good, he felt very good. Christine nipped Ethan's neck, pressing herself against him as she let him get used to the feel of her pussy.
 
Amara was glad to see his reaction as she broke the kiss off. He was clearly more controlled and more mature than his experience should have meant. She was beginning to see hints of what, other than his obvious good looks, could have impressed Christine. And as she kissed him deeply in the second kiss, she knew that given the talents he seemed to have, he would clearly be more than just a new recruit.

After a long, and deep kiss, she broke away, and smiled at him, and saw him try to see as much of her as he could. She smiled and said "Like what you see?" With that she got up, and took her skirt off too, and kissed him softly again. She winked at Christine who was clearly having a load of fun herself, and then looking back at Ethan she said "And thats your first time ha! You are lucky to have done that with such a special woman! And she has a habit of being involved in people's first times i think. She was around for my first time too."

She then added to him, with another wink "Do you want to get busy with your mouth? After all, I was supposed to be taking the Oral pleasures class, which by the looks of it, both of us missed"
 
Melody shuddered, what little she had remembered was indeed very dark.

"They need to look through that soon, VERY soon. I am going to need help in getting that thing out, and I want to know as much as I can before that happens."

Melody next few words were but a whisper, meant for his ears only, as what she was about to suggest could easily send the world into a panic. "I think its a control chip, and that I wasn't the only one..."
 
Ethan nodded as Amara disrobed, "Yes, Miss Amara." "You're so sexy it's...I can hardly believe it." He would have added more, but Christine chose that moment to move him forever beyond boyhood. His breath left him in a staggering gasp as Christine's hot wetness enveloped him. That initial entrance seemed to go for a sweet, tortuously good eternity as she took his full length into her.

He closed his eyes, a rising moan escaping him. "Oh, God...I never...Christine, you feel so good." "It's better, I didn't think it could be, but...so much better than I'd imagined." She felt so hot, so tight, and so slick! It was unreal. He could only hope she was feeling this, even if only half of it, as intensely as he was.

Ethan looked back at Amara, "I-I bet your first time was really incredible then, with her involved." His face was flushed, his eyes warm with lust and delight. "I did miss class, and I'd hate to fall behind." "I'd love to put my mouth to your service, Miss Amara."
 
Elengil said:
Melody shuddered, what little she had remembered was indeed very dark.

"They need to look through that soon, VERY soon. I am going to need help in getting that thing out, and I want to know as much as I can before that happens."

Melody next few words were but a whisper, meant for his ears only, as what she was about to suggest could easily send the world into a panic. "I think its a control chip, and that I wasn't the only one..."

Saul nodded, considering that. He'd have to pass on the suggestion of looking through the file soon. More important, to him at least, was the suggestion of whatever was in her head being a control chip. He had heard rumours passed around amongst his people about such things being used in some countries. If so, it was very bad. It would mean an army of mindless soldiers. "I heard rumours to that effect amongst my people. It doesn't bode well. Someone flips a switch, and boom, instant army." He shook his head, then looked at her, and smiled. "Don't worry, we'll make sure it gets removed. Not sure how yet. Surgery is probably out of the question, but, depending on its construction, there might be other methods."
 
OOC: Sorry everyone! I never meant to let this one die.

Christine tipped her head back as she worked her hips on Ethan's. He was just the right size for her, thick and he felt amazing inside of her. She moaned and gripped his shoulders tightly. Amara's first time certainly hadn't been as nice as this one, since it had been in the middle of a classroom and by force, but it was sweet of him to say so.

A little groan escaped her lips, and she leaned forward to kiss his neck and jawline gently. "You feel great Ethan. So hard, so thick." Christine nibbled his earlobe and blew in his ear gently.
 
Jon stepped out of the car, a single black duffel bag in his hand, as he gazed on the school before him. He had hardly the time to step away from the car before it sped off, leaving him alone before what would come to be his new home. A slight breeze tousled his already windswept hair as he walked up to the entrance of the school, his duffel bag thrown over one shoulder. A light blue shirt stretched over his shoulders and chest, the words "Smile, it's the second best thing you can do with your lips." written in bold white letters across the front. A thick leather belt secured his fitted jeans to his hips, the jeans faded with age and tight around his hips and ass but loose around the legs. And of course he wore his typical worn boots upon his feet.

Oh, it was an interesting tale indeed as to how he'd come to be a student of the Slut Academy, one he mulled over in his mind as he stepped the door. Ever the rebel, it had been only natural to protest the new regime, much as he'd protested the old one. But he had been alone in this protest and an easy target for the cops, so only moments after he began his arrest, he found himself in the back of a squad car, on his way to jail. Prison did not agree with someone as attractive as he, ever more attractive in a place where possessing all of your body parts was a rarity. In fact, he was being cornered by two lustful scoundrels intent upon taking his "virginity" just as his father and the guards walked up. Thankfully, his father had enough pull with the new government to secure his release, but there was a condition. He was to be a faithful servant of this new regime and study at their school, just another drone mindlessly obeying orders. Yeah, that wouldn't last long.

He pulled a crumpled up sheet of paper out of his pocket as he stood in the entrance to the school, following the directions written there to find the class he was supposed to be attending. It was sure to prove embarrassing that he was arriving a day late and did not even have a room yet, so he was stuck carrying his duffel bag to class. And of course, the ones that had printed up his class schedule for him hadn't thought to include the name of the classes, only their room numbers, so he had no idea what he was walking into. Glancing up at the number on the classroom door, he checked it against the number on his sheet one last time before stepping through the door, standing in the doorway for a moment as his gaze surveyed the room and the students already present. With a nod, more to himself than anyone else, he walked to take a seat, setting the duffel bag on the floor as he lounged in the chair, awaiting the arrival of the professor for this class.
 
HookerBoots said:
A little groan escaped her lips, and she leaned forward to kiss his neck and jawline gently. "You feel great Ethan. So hard, so thick." Christine nibbled his earlobe and blew in his ear gently.

Ethan was sure he was blushing, but there was no telling with you flushed his face was. This was pure joy, the feeling of her tight, hot, wetness all around him, sending quakes of pleasure through his body. "Oh, Christine...mmmm...ahhh, I-I can't believe how good..."

He moaned and whimpered as she rode him, her lips teasing him with further kisses. He turned passion soaked eyes to Amara, licking his lips. He wasn't sure what to say, but in his eyes was a silent entreaty for the other woman to share in the sensual celebration.
 
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