The Faculty

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

It's funny, how you deal with so many people every day, but you only notice a few. It's even funnier how you notice some, like they were different, totally unlike the others who blend so well together. I'd never had a girl touch my leg before and had it so I simply couldn't not notice her hand was there.
"My parents are dead too," I replied.
"That's sad" She said.
"Well, they're still breathing," I add, "But for all intesive purposes, they're very much dead."
I tuck the scat into my pocket.
"So, Marybeth Louise Hutchinson," I said. "Of all the places in the world you could go, why the hell would you possibly choose Ohio?"

 

[cgraven]

Coach Willis

The door sung open and Nurse Harper with her continually running nose and the custodian entered.

“It really is not that bad just some deep cuts, but in the future you need to be more careful about the gears in the bleacher drive system. You could have lost a couple of fingers as easily.

Draining my 15th cup of water my thirst far from being quenched.

“Do you think we can get some more water in here this cooler is almost empty.”

My voice is calm and steady almost quiet and understanding. Nurse Harper looks at me in disbelief.

“Coach Willis are you feeling alright today, you do not seem quite yourself?”

The time dragged by as my fellow teachers came and went until it was time for my meeting with, shy, mousey, but oh so sexy Miss Burke.

The lounge was deserted and would remain so till the next morning.

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

"So Marybeth Louise Hutchinson, of all the places in the world you could go, why the hell would you possibly choose Ohio?" he asked me, in this fabulous voice that was part husky, part stoned, and part pure sweetness.

"Well, you know," I said, "I have some distant uncle's cousin's brother in law that lives here and as far as I know, that's my closest living family member." "And blah, blah, blah," I thought to myself, "he knows the story, he could have made it up himself."

I lightly curved my hand into the inside of his thigh and rubbed it with the tips of my perfectly manicured fingers. Usually, out of friendliness, I would squeeze someone's leg as a sign of affection. This time, however, I'm positive it meant more. For some reason, I was drawn to his body in a way so uncharacteristic of myself that I wasn't even sure of what I was doing. I thought of him in a sexual way. I liked him, but I sure as hell didn't want him to know that.

"So stranger, we've been talking all this time and I don't even know your name."

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

I smiled at her, noticing her grip moving inward on my thigh.
"Me?" I pointed to myself, as if surprised she'd asked. Usually, everybody kows me. "I'm Zeke."
I reach out my hand, making sure it's my right one, so as not to force her to move her right hand from my thigh, and shake hands with her.
That done, I reach into my pocket and pop a cigarette between my lips, then tuck the pack into my pocket again in exchange for the lighter. I light up, then look to her and take the cigarette from my lips.
"Smoke?" I offer her one.

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

"Oh, no thank you, I couldn't," I said, slightly surprised. "You know," I said, getting back to the old Marybeth, "all these cigarettes and drugs you use are really horrible for your health. I know you already know that, though, so I don't know why I'm bothering. So what's with your parents? I'm just wondering, you know, you said that they're 'dead for all intensive purposes'. What does that mean? You're kinda cute, did anyone ever tell you that?" I asked him. I had the sudden impulse to hug him, so I did. I reached one arm around his back and the other, which had previously been on his thigh, traveled a short distance up his shirt, landing and resting on his stomach. I gently squeezed him and pressed my cheek against his shoulder. I had this feeling that he had never felt any affection before and I desperately wanted to show it to him.

 

[poohlive]

First class went by easily enough. Freshman classes, nothing more than just teaching you not to stick things up your nose. It was pretty boring actually. Casey didn't jot more than a few notes down before getting bored. True, it was boring here, high school was the dullest place on earth.
And Ohio!
God, no wonder so many kids went to drugs.
The second class was even more boring than the first, somehow. His eyes barely open as he left that. At least lunch was upon him now.
Carefully, he stepped out into the cafeteria, looking from one cliche of jocks and bullies to the next. With little more than a turn, he headed outside. It would be best to have lunch on the bleachers again. Alone and undaunted, perfect for no one to kick his ass.
He hated it when his ass was kicked.
Sitting up, he relaxed against the lack luster of clouds in the sky. Far above he saw a small dot waver in the horizon. No, it couldn't be.
Quickly he attached his telephoto lense.
It was! A huge hawk, wings widely expanded and flying into the wind. Casey took a few pictures, lusting over the bird's freedom.
This finished, he thanked the bird, diving into his lunch. Nothing more than bologna and some chips. He needed a summer job, that's what he needed. Something that would let him buy his own food.
Damn, that would be nice, wouldn't it?
Shrugging, Casey dug into the nutritional goodness, letting the recent atrosities of the day release their holds from him.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

I had to smile as she said that. You're kinda' cute, did anyone ever tell you that? I hoped I wasn't blushing, I was supposed to be too cool to blush. WHen she hugged me, I raised my hands defensively, wanting the attention but fearing I would blush anyway. I let her hug me, lightly placing my hands on her sides, just above her hips.
I'm not sure what drove me at that particular moment. Nomally, I wouldn't do something I felt wasso predictable, but I didn't think about it much. As she pulled away, I reached my hand out, hooking it gently behind her neck, and pulled her head carefully back to mine, pressing my lips against hers, not opening my mouth, not trying to slip her the tongue, but just kissing her for a few seconds, letting my hand fall, giving her the chance to back away if she wanted to.

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

As I pulled out of the hug, his hand hooked around my neck and he kissed me. Honestly, it was the softest, most gentle kiss I had ever experienced and I really didn't expect it from him. He just seemed like the type that had no need for love and affection and was too cool and mysterious to kiss someone. After a few seconds, he moved his hand away from my neck to allow me to back away. I thought about it and broke the kiss, my face still lingering very close to his. I opened my eyes and looked into his, which just made me want him more and more. I put my hands on his chest and dove back into the kiss, my lips pressing hard against his. I parted my lips and let my tongue trace the line of his lower lip before sliding it into his mouth. I'm really not that experienced at any of this stuff, and I'm really not that bold either, but something about him brought out a new life in me.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

WHen she pulled away, my mind told me I'd been shot down. I opened my eyes, looking back at her. She still stood very close, looking back at me. I waited, wondering what was going through her mind. Then she pressed her hands against my chest, and for a moment, I thought she was about to push me away, then she kissed me, harder than I had her.
She caught me offguard, especially when her tongue slipped into my mouth. I backed off a little, still holding onto her sides, pulling her with me for a few steps. I hadn't expected this aggression, in fact, I'd actually expected to be kneed in the crotch or slapped in the face.
After the shock wore off, I kissed back with the same vigor she showed, careful not to overdue it.
As I kissed her, my mind not quite thinking of sex just yet, it still occured to me to wonder, should I offer her something cherry-flavored?

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

He seemed a little shocked, actually, I was a little shocked myself. Eventually, he kissed me back. I moved my hands from resting firmly on his chest down to the lining on his shirt. I broke the kiss only long enough to pull it up over his head. Then I pushed him back so that his back was against the car and I genltey, seductively climbed onto him. I stradled him, which is difficult in a dress, and kissed him again. This time, however, the kiss was very soft and sweet. I wonder if he was confused by me yet, I know I was.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

WHen she pushed me back, I was caught totally offguard. This was something new to me. I was shirtless, and laying back on the hood of my car with the new girl (Marybeth Louise Hutchinson, even; how far south are you from to have a name like that?) straddling me...in the high school parking lot.
I wanted to suggest we move to a more discreet area, but breaking the mood seemed a mistake. It might be impossible to regain.
What was already getting to be impossible to regain was my balance. I felt myself sliding down the hood's surface, unable to keep my feet comfortaly pressed against the ground.
"Wait," I said, sliding further up on the hood, then I motioned with my hands for her to come closer. WHen she did, I gripped her hips tightly and leaned upward, managing to get my lips to her neck. I kissed her skin there, running my tongue over the warm surface, tasting what seemed like a touch of salty sweat there.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Stokely

Zimmer-Bradley's good, and King, but somehow, I always went back to the classics. HG Wells' War of the World, for instance. Something about that one held an undeniable truth to it, eventhough it was fiction. Maybe it was that the aliens and humans had never tried to make peace. That might have been it. It was a lot like high school life. Like Delilah and me, for instance. Had she ever once just tried to say hello, instead of throwing some ignorant bitch, head cheerleader routine in my face? Not once.
Maybe War of the Worlds wasn't the best example of high school life though. Maybe the Body Snatchers was a better one, since, in the end, the aliens won. Everybody conformed, or were destroyed...isn't that more like a high school? Either conform, or be tossed aside, and never looked at again, at least not in any good sense. I think that's more like it...
That's what I'm thinking about as I wander between classes, watching the students bounce from locker to locker, high-fiving each other (the football team) or giggling about whatever boy they met (the cheerleaders) or comparing test scores and notes (the...well, nerds, although I technically fit in with them, I guessed). I shook my head, wondering when i would see Casey rushing past, pursued closely by whatever linebacker or running back might want to get his hands on the guy.
Why didn't they ever change? They were far too predictable. I wandereed to the water fountain and leaned down for a quick drink. Before I lowered my head, I saw Principle Drake stepping into Miss Brommel's room.
"Miss Brommel," Drake said, her voice sounding much less irritated than usual, less...uptight. "Can I have a word with you?"
I took a quick drink, my ears listening intently for a reason i couldn't explain. As I looked back, I saw Drake facing out of the room, staring directly at me, smiling as if she had known i was listening, as if she was challenging me to say something...
The door closed between us, breaking her stare. I took a few awkward steps backward, bumping into someone on thier way to the fountain. I looked up and caught my breath when i realized it was Stan.
Afrad he'd notice my reaction, I quickly turned into bitch mode.
"Get a fucking eyedog!" I spat, moving quickly past him.

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

Hey guys, I forget who's playing Stan and Delilah, but you're very welcome to come in and start. Casey and Stokely are waiting for ya


"Hey Zeke," I said in my southern drawl while he kissed my neck, "let's go in your car. I don't wanna lose my good reputation on the first day, you know. And who cares about breaking the mood anyway?" I realized I had slipped and hoped that he wouldn't realize that I could read his mind. I wouldn't wanna give my little secret away too early, now would I? He shrugged and jumped off the hood of his car to open the door. I jumped inside and waited for him. Once we were both in, I turned my attention back to him and pushed myself up against him. I ran a finger slowly down his chest, lightly scratching it with my nail while I gentley kissed his cheek.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

Now it was getting interesting. Inside the car, where we were out of view of others, anything could happen here. She was against me in a second, running her fingers over my chest and kissing my cheek.
"Now," I began, "Where were we exactly?"
I lifted her chin with one finger and kissed her again, this time slipping her the tongue, but not too much. No sense in trying to be nasty with her. It wasn't my style.
I reached out with my right hand, intending to grip her around the ribcage area, but finding her breast instead. I broke lips as I realized it, looking down at my hand as if it weren't mine and pulling away, but only a short distance. I grinned at her and said, "Oops."

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

"Mmmm, don't worry about it," I said mischieviously. I slid my tongue over the warm skin of his neck, sucking on it hard to see if I could give him a hickey that I knew would embarass him. After I was content with the sizeable mark, I licked over his collar bone and onto his chest. I flicked my tongue over one of his nipples and watched it harden. I continued down his chest and over his muscled stomach. I reached the zipper on his jeans and stopped. While I unzipped it with my teeth, I looked up at him for a sign of approval. No sense in going that far if he didn't want it.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

Shit. A hickey. I hated that. Now I'd be stared at by everybody who walked past me in the halls and everybody who sat near me in class. Luckily, I didn't spend much time in class. ANd the concern began to wear off as she worked her way down my stomach, eventually stopping at my zipper, the metal tab trapped between her teeth.
I smiled, noddig my head slowly, my hands finding their way to the back, running the fingertips through her hair.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

I closed Romeo and Juliet with a snap, glad to be done with that class. Too many painful reminders of what I wasn’t. Especially the cluster of blonde, loudmouth cheerleaders at the front of the room, passing notes and giggling. The type, that in a few years, would end up no better than the supporting actresses in a cheap porno flick.

Striding down the hall, my newspaper and article drafts tucked neatly beneath my arm, I wound my ways through the crowed corridors to the faculty lounge. I paused by the window, looking down at Casey, standing in the middle of the football field. He was looking up at the sky almost as if he had seen a UFO. Taking pictures, I realized, although I couldn’t see his elusive subject. He had amazing talent with the lens for being so young, and I couldn’t understand why the other students couldn’t see all he had to offer.

Walking into the lounge, I saw it was oddly deserted for this time of day. Setting my papers on the table, I fiddled nervously with the stem of my glasses as I waited for Coach Willis to finish drinking from the cheap paper cup miniaturized by his large, strong hands. Practice must have really been rough; he looked like hell…

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

I unzipped his jeans and pulled them down revealing his boxers, which I shed for him rather quickly. As I peeled away the thin material, I found myself staring at his gorgeous cock, one you just knew a guy like him had to have. I pressed a soft kiss against the thick muscle and let my tongue creep out, barely even touching the increasingly hot skin. I moved my mouth all around him as he hardened and gentley sucked on the outside of his cock. I used a little more tongue each moment and eventually, I was licking long paths up and down his length. I drew my tongue back up the underside of his now hard cock and massaged the head with my tongue. I slowly took it into my mouth and traced circles around it. I wondered how far I was going to let myself go with this guy I met two minutes ago. He sure was sexy.

 

[cgraven]

Coach Willis

Sexy, mousey, scared of her own shadow Miss Burke arrived right on time. She fiddled nervously with the stem of her glasses, stealing looks at me, then her eyes down cast. I walked to the lounge door and through the bolt locking the door and moved to stand behind her. My hands cupped her firm young breasts, my thumbs searching for and finding her nipples, I rubbed them though the tin material of her dress and bra.


“Miss Burke I always wanted to do this.”

I drew her to me as my groin was wedged into her derrière. My stimulation of her breast and nipples increased in intensity.

“I want to release the tiger in you and banish the mouse that you are.”

My words spoke of her beauty as my hands teased her nipples.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

“I thought we might begin with discussing the obstacles your team overcame this…” I trailed off as I realized I was talking to his back. The click of the door lock startled me as he turned around, a decidedly un-Coach-like look in his eyes.

As he started to advance, I took a stumbling step backwards. Walking in any heels at all was an art I had never quite mastered, and I promptly grabbed at him to prevent my fall. Taking this as a come-on of my own, he spun me around, his hands clutching at the pinstripe suit.

“Coach Willis…what…what are you doing?” I managed to squeak out. Wide-eyed, I searched for a route of escape, wondering what I had done to provoke such an attack.

 

[cgraven]

Coach Willis

“Coach Willis…what…what are you doing?”

My hands continued to massage Miss Burke's firm breast through the material of her pinstriped suite.

“Miss Burke I always wanted to do this…………Your body is so sexy…………but your fear cripples you.”

“I want to release the tigress in you “

My grip on her is like steel. I watch as she trembles like a frighten rabbit, cornered with no means of escape. My breath is hot upon the back of her neck, stirring the wisps of hair at the nape of her neck, I lean forward my tongues circling her shell like ear, then my lips and tongue are teasing and nibbling at her ear lobe. My tongue shoots out entering first her ear, then deep into her brain.

I spin poor frighten Miss Burke around to face me. I see the look in eyes, as her body stiffens, and the gift I have given her starts to take effect. My voice soft and seductive as I describe the perfection of her body and how it excites me, my eyes lock with hers, holding her in a trance like state, as I slowly undue the first button of her prim suit jacket.

“No more fear Miss Burke you are FREE NOW”

"You are one of us."

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

I rolled my eyes back, not having much choice in the matter. My chest rose in heavy creaths, her tongue the only thing I was aware of. Swirling, teasing, rubbing. Then her lips are there, wrapping around the shaft, sucking me into her mouth, warm and moist.
I let out a quiet groan, closing my eyes and laying my head back, working my fingers through her hair.
"marybeth," I begin, the words thick in my throat. "You're not...quite...as innocent...as you seem...are...you?"

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

I removed my mouth from him for a few seconds to answer him, replacing my mouth with my hand. "Hmmm, I guess it depends on who you ask," I said with a wink. I plunged his cock back into my mouth and sucked faster. My head moved up and down on him, sucking as hard and fast as I could while I jerked off what wouldn't fit in my mouth.

 

[poohlive]

Inside...


Huffed up, Stan repositioned the pack on his back, giving a sympathetic look at Stokely, until of course she had snapped at him.
"You ran into me, beast !"
Blowing off her rude remark, he went up to have lunch with Delilah. Where was she anyway?

(hee hee, not trying to play Stan, but I just love that part of the movie. Had to see that it was done here.)


Back on the field...


Casey had finished lunch, and was brushing crumbs off of his lap. He carefully madeh i way down the steps, looking back at the school.
Why couldn't he just skip it and go to college, where he could at least exchange notes for sex. Or, at least a half decent handjob.
Sighing, he let his eyes wander to the ground.
What?
Stooping down, he looked at a small gray little... thing. It looked kind of like a cocoon, but it felt dry, nearly hard.
What was it? Certainly nothing he had ever seen before.
Curious, he realized there was some time left before class began again. Perhaps the science teacher could help him identify what it was.
Hurrying, he went back into the building (Coach willis is busy doing other things, that's ok. lol, he'll get him after school).

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

I found myself believing everything Coach Willis said to me – perfection, deliciousness, good enough to eat...even sexiness – words that I had only fantasized about being murmured in my direction. My thoughts were fuzzy, a cold numbness spreading down to the base of my spine. But his words. They were the truth. They were my rock, something I could grasp.

And where his words were true, his hands were even truer. His broad hands, perfectly sized for grasping a football, slowly traced the valley of my breasts. A husky moan escaped my lips, a sound I didn’t know I was capable of producing. It sounded distant, muted by the tactile sensations of arousal that overcame me.

His touch and my adjustments to meet his wandering fingers with bare flesh was not a matter of action and reaction. No, it was indicative of a more carnal state. Stimulus and response.

Somehow, he was all that mattered in that moment. And I knew before the sun, that dreadfully hot sun that plagued the outside world, set that he would be mine.