The Faculty

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

She was going to town on me, damn near making my head spin, and I lay back, thinking about what she'd said. "Depends on who you ask" were her words. I smiled at that, thinking, how many people think I'm innocent?
None would have been my guess. To most of these people, I was just the resident drug-dealer, handing out the scat and helping the student kill those ever important brain cells, like the fuckers were using the damn things anyway.
I laid backand enjoyed the ride, deciding that was good enough for just then, but soon enough, I would get a little more aggressive with what i wanted just then. Given the tight quarters of my car, I wondered just how flexible Marybeth Louise Hutchinson could possibly be.

 

[cgraven]

Choach Willis

I see Miss Burke’s eyes gloss over and then she begins to respond, as the gift I gave her starts to liberate the sexual tigress, that so long has been trapped as a scared little mouse.

I slowly and deliberately undue each of the buttons on her prim suit jacket and slip it from her shoulders. I rip her blouse open exposing her delightfully firm breast, held prisoners by her very proper white cotton bra. Shredding her blouse and removing her bra I smile.

‘You won’t be needing, these any more Miss Burke."

My kisses follow her neck down, as I massage her breasts and tease her nipples, until my mouth claims one of the hardening nubs. My hand slipped under the hem of her skirt and worked up her thigh, cupping the dampening crotch of her cotton panties, as I begin to massage her crotch.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

As his hands continued downwards, I felt my frigid exterior melting away. My body became pliable, molding to his hands, moaning softly as his lips seized my pebbly nipple.

It had been a long time, too long, since a man had touched me like this. In fact, as I searched my memory, I could think of no moment I had been treated to such complete erotic attention at the hands of a red-blooded male.

Something clicked as he pawed at me, his smile making my heart pound fiercely. Pressing my hands flat against his chest, I pushed him backwards against one of the circular lunch tables. Kicking a chair out of the way, I shoved him flat onto the imitation wood surface, surprising myself at my own strength.

“I need you…to fuck me...now.” I breathed huskily in his ear, what remained of my old attitude flinching at the vulgar expression issued from my slightly parted lips.

 

[cgraven]

I look at Miss Burke and the growing lust in her eyes.

“Well honey if you want to fuck then you better strip and get me ready too service you.”

I just lay there smiling up at her, defying her to do it.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

Growling at his blatant defiance, I tugged at his shorts roughly, dragging the layers of fabric down to reveal the fruits of my labors. Leaning on the edge of the shaky table, I inhaled the raw masculine scent of him, lowering the tip of my tongue to taste as well.

Descending like a moth to a flame, my tongue darted out, caressing every inch of his cock in quick repetition. The sensation was like no other I had experienced, and I clawed at my skirt even as I opened my mouth fully, engulfing him completely like a woman possessed.

 

[cgraven]

There was lust in Miss Burke’s eyes and a need in her mouth as she slowly tantalized me, with her warm succulent mouth. I let out a low growl as she franticly tore at her skirt.

My fingers instinctively entwined in her hair. And guided her mouth further down on my desire for her, as I thrust back at her suckling mouth.

“You re free to enjoy all the pleasured you have denied yourself.”

Now Fuck me Miss Burke……..”

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

"Gentlemanly requests are all and well in their own time, Coach Willis…”

I crouched on all fours above him, my nails sinking possessively into his chest. The half moon indentations of my claws healed the moment I drew my fingers away, but strangely, it seemed normal.

“…but I want to hear you beg…I want to taste your being…I want to devour your soul.” I hissed darkly at him. My tongue flicked across his neck with reptilian speed.

Slithering slowly down to the edge of the table, I sent a stack of red plastic lunch trays scattering over the navy blue carpeted floor. Engulfing his swollen cock again, the veins pulsing in distinctive ridges against the roof of my mouth, I slowly worked my way down his salty shaft. The fingers grazing my scalp, tangled in my dark hair, encouraging and coaxing me even more.

 

[cgraven]

“…but I want to hear you beg…I want to taste your being…I want to devour your soul.”

Miss Burke hissed in wanton lust, s she consumed me her mouth so talented, my fingers entwined in her hair, I thrust back and bury myself deep in her throat but will not beg her, it is as if we shared the same endometrial will as If we where one.

I grab her dark hair and pull her from my throbbing cock, forcing her to the navy blue carpeted floor.

My hot passionate kiss traces the contours of her breasts, With a force of hundreds I spread Miss Burke’s legs and my mouth, tongue, and teeth claim her labia, and clits as there personal pay toys as I nibble suck and tease your it. Two knitted fingers enter your Vagina as I search for and find a certain spot. It is if I knew her body as if was my own.

“”You beg for it”

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

I writhed beneath Coach Willis, his lips bringing a more potent rush of pleasure than I had ever experienced before. Moaning and squealing, I spread my legs lewdly, uncaring what kind of a scene I was making in front of a colleague whom up until now I had only shared the occasional morning cup of coffee with.

“Beg? For your…and only you…” I growled hoarsely, my groans of teasing satisfaction welling up. The sexual prowess I felt confident I now possessed was intoxicating. Grinding my hips to his talented mouth, I felt myself reeling with the heart-pounding arousal his tongue invoked.

“Take me…make me yours…now…”

 

[cgraven]

“Take me…make me yours…now…”
Miss Burke withered and bucked under my mouth. Thrusting her hips up to more fully enjoy the pleasure I was imparting to her sexually starved body, a body so desirable in every way. The mouse was gone and the hunting tigress, who would not be denied, was in full command of this wanton beauty.

“Ok Burke you asked for it!”

Our wills and needs where as one, as I worked my mouth and lips up the column of her slender form. Kissing licking and biting her, as I finally reached her proud firm breast, and my mouth, lips and teeth made savage love to them. Then my mouth was on hers, tongues dancing, as I tasted the sweetness of her mouth and sucked her tongue into mine.

Her eager hand guided my cock to her, to satisfy her cravings too long denied. I entered her with a triumphal roar, and we where of one in mind, as I answerer her needs, and she my desire.

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

A sudden aggresion took me over, probably a representative of the creature within me. I wanted him, more than anything, wanted him to satisfy my desires. I clamped my jaw around him, sucking so hard on the large member that it almost hurt. My right hand tightened around the base of his cock and tugged on him with a pure animal lust as my left hand hastily unbuttoned my blouse and set me free of my skirt. My tongue spiraled patterns of heated passion around his hard flesh as my free hand slithered down into my cute, flowered panties. I caressed my hand up and down the length of my slit and plunged a finger into my wet depths in search of my clit. Once found, I twisted and massaged it between my thumb and forefinger, sending myself into the ultimate pleasure.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

Thrusting against Willis roughly, my lips met his, the combined sweetness of our bodies heavy on our tongues. He speared my depths, like a fire poker shoved deep into the smoldering embers, inflaming my undeniable need.

The cold that had lingered in the nape of my neck slowly snaked down my spine as I thrashed against the hot body pinning me to the floor. Clawing my way on top, my fingers scraping down his back, I tossed my hair forward, letting it fall tangled over my face like a wild woman.

Our voices melded together in carnal vocalization of our physical lust, a sound muffled only by flesh. It rose to a frenzied peak, filling the faculty lounge in place of its usual scratch of notes and idle chatter of the school day. “Oh…god Coach…yesss...”

 

[cgraven]

Coach Willis

Coach Willis

“Oh…god Coach…yesss...” She had clawed me fought me and I loved it. No meek little mouse cowering and whispering for mercy as I took her. No, a savage wanton beast was Miss Burke.

They satisfied each other as they hissed and demanded more and more form the other’s body. I came deep within Burke as I howled in triumph.

This was not the end but the beginning as for the next several hours I took her time and again in every conceivable way. I used her body for my pleasure and she mind to make up for all those lost years of self denial.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

Panting, I rolled off of Coach Willis, lying next to him on the broad lunch table. Leaning over to the water cooler, I filled one of the mugs that the teachers left to dry on the drain board. The black porcelain sported the X-File’s slogan The Truth is Out There, although in my heated, spent state, I failed to recognize the irony.

Raising the mug to my lips, I drank the water down in two gulps. Still breathing hard, a good amount trickled over the corner of my lips and down deep into my cleavage.

Sitting up slightly, he licked it off, savoring the clean taste before kissing my wet lips. Straightening my clothes and pulling on what was left of my under things, which had been ripped violently off, I slid daintily to the carpeted floor.

“I must say, Coach Willis, that was the best lunch hour of my life,” I purred huskily in his ear.

 

[cgraven]

‘Reclining beside Miss Burke I casually lift her skirt above her waist as my fingers trace the contours of her delicate pedals.

“Ah lunch was delightful I only wish we had time for desert, but these frightened way ward students need discipline and the freedom we have found.”

“They need more shall we say physical training, ……..I think the old weight traing room would be perfect.”

Again we meet in a savage searing kiss..

Standing I extend my hand

“Shall we.”

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

Smacking the Coach’s hand away playfully, I dragged my nails down his arm, still lusting for him despite how my aching body protested the feelings. Opening the door with a flourish, I waited for him to follow.

“Let me drop my papers off at my car…and then we’ll teach those little brats a thing or two about the merits of good behavior…”

I laughed ominously, fishing around for my car keys as we exited the building into the shared student/teacher parking lot.

“...and the consequences of being naughty rascals.”

Eyes glinting in the late afternoon sunlight, I sauntered across the asphalt as if I owned the place. Stopping once, I bent down to a low passenger side window that offered a perfect reflection. My pose, of course, offered the coach a perfect view as well.

Fluffing my hair in a way only the most haughty, self-conceited have perfected, I smirked into the makeshift mirror. Running my tongue over my teeth to make sure there wasn’t any lipstick on them, I wrapped my arm around Coach Willis and set off for my car.

 

[cgraven]

I follow behind Miss Burke and her new freedom puts a special, something, her gate, and it is delightful from my point of view.

“Let me drop my papers off at my car…and then we’ll teach those little brats a thing or two about the merits of good behavior…”

Her laughter shows a confidence and a determination that was very erotic.

“...and the consequences of being naughty rascals.”

“Yes you know that brat Delilah I have special plans for her.”

Burk uses a car window, in this oppressive heat, to check her appearance, and bring it to stunning perfection. Running her tongue over her teeth to make sure there wasn’t any lipstick on them I bend close to her ear my body molded to hers, whispering

If you need a teeth whitener Burke I could helping that department.


she wraps her arm around me and set off for her car.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

Amazing.
I lay my head back and let my body relax, my hand finding the back of her head and riding it up and down my shaft as she slurped away, going at it like she'd been starved for it for years.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw one hand disappearing down the front of her panties.
Flowers, I thought. Isn't that what I would have guessed?
I smiled to myself, hearing and feeling her whimpers, muffled, sending a vibration through me that had me rolling my eyes back.
"Damn, Marybeth," I muttered, slipping each hand beneath a shoulder to grip her breasts, massaging slowly and gently, though from her current actions, I guessed she'd want it done more roughly.
In good time, I thought, not wanting to come yet, but finding the sensation rising within me anyway.
I debated asking her to stop, wondering if I could go another round with her if I let loose now. I was pretty sure I could, and glancing down to see her lips wrapped so tightly around my shaft, her whimpers getting stronger and deeper, the vibrations stronger as well, I thought, Yeah, I can go again...and probably again...
It was catching up to me, becoming unstoppable. I moaned aloud, held my breath for a second, then moaned again, louder than the first time.
"Ugghhh, Marybeth," I groaned. "I'm gonna cum..."

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

*Sorry for taking so long, I've been having some personal problems.

I could feel him getting closer, trying to hold back but then deciding not to.

"Marybeth, I'm gonna cum," he groaned.

My thumb rubbed furiously over my clit as I plunged a finger into my tight cunt. Despite what he was probably thinking, I really am a virgin and have no idea where all this was coming from. With a final flick of my tongue over the head of his cock, he erupted his burning hot cum into my throat. I swallowed as much of the sweet liquid as I could until there was too much and it flowed out over my lips. I hungrily licked my lips, trying to catch the remaining drops as my tiny hand pounded away at my pussy. My groans were becoming harder and harder to hold back and my pussy was getting wetter.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Zeke

As I came, I could hear her moaning, sending those same vibrations through me and making my orgasm more intense.
Damn, I thought, where did this girl learn all of this shit?
The thought quickly lost it's importance. She swallowed as much as she could, surprising for a girl who looked to be a quiet, daddy's girl type. But then, she'd surprised me more than once today, hadn't she.
For a few minutes, i was stunned, and when i gained a feel for where I was again, I could still hear her moaning. I glanced down and saw her hand disappearing beneath her panties.
I had expected a shy smile from the girl, but instead, i saw her tongue running over her lips, semen still on her chin, hanging in a string. Her face was pointed down toward my midsection, her hand working into a frenzy within those panties. Her hand still tightly held my cock by its base, but she didn't seem aware of that.
"On to bigger and better things," I muttered, reaching down and raising her head so her eyes met mine. I smiled, then sat up and reached over her backto grip her dress, pulling it over her head and tossing it in the front seat.
"Sit back, hon," i whispered. "Let me take care of you now..."

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Stokely

As I work my way through the halls, I nearly walk into Miss Burke as she rushes out of the teacher's lounge, Coach Willis close at her heels. I stagger backward, trying to get out of their way, and wait for a reprimand from one of them for not being in class and not having a hall pass. Okay, so i wait for the prick of a coach to say something to me. Miss Burke would probably just smile and pretend I wasn't there.
Neither says a word. They move quickly past me and head down the hall toward the exit, Miss Burke...giggling?
I watch them go, wondering why she and he were talking at all, nonetheless getting along so well.
"Creepy," I mutter, then move quickly toward the science lab, wandering in a little late and expecting the teacher (sorry, forgot the biology teacher's name) to give me a "what's this miss Stokely?" look as he usually did when I was late.
I open my mouth as soon as I enter to say I was late for...well, I figured it would come to me when he asked, I guess. But he didn't ask.
I looked to the front of the room, and saw no one. Then I heard the mumbles from the back of the room and wandered back, dropping my bag on my chair as i went past and pushing my way past the others to get a look at what they were looking at.
Casey stood right next to the teacher, watching with wide eyes over his shoulder.
"What do you think it is?" He asked.
"I'm not sure, Casey," Furlong replied (now I remember...). "But I believe you may very well have discovered a new species."
"Hey, Stokely," one of the football players said, "Maybe they found another of your species..."
"Bite me, loser," I said, nudging him hard in the arm with my elbow. He staggered forward, knocking a beaker filled with water over and into the disection tray the small creature was laying on.
"Woah!" Furlong gasped.
"What?" The player asked.
"Wait," he said. "W'll have to see something..."
He picked the thing up with a pair of tongs and carried it over to a fishtank, then dropped it inside.
"Won't you drown it?" Casey asked.
"I don't think so, Casey," he replied. "But we'll find out..."

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Miss Burke

Shoving the bundle of textbooks and legal ruled pads in the trunk, I couldn’t help but remember the day I had caught Zeke for the first time. I smirked at this – a girl always remembers her first time. His little sales business from his own trunk had given him the reputation he had now flaunted.

I searched the parking lot with keen eyes, finding Zeke’s car almost immediately, its smashed taillight glinting jaggedly in the fading sun.

“Let’s go see if we can find out what my favorite disciplinary problem is up to these days. Have much experience with breaking and entering, Coach?”

Draping my arm loosely in his, I stepped up to Zeke’s car. Running my nails over the paint job, which elicited a whiney shriek that made Willis cringe, I tugged at the driver’s side handle. The windows were tinted like one way glass with the sun reflecting off of them.

To my surprise – and delight – the car was, in fact, not empty. The sight of two of my English students sprawled across the front seat was just the excuse I was looking for. Raising an eyebrow deviously in the Coach’s direction, I turned back to the occupants.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here? A little extra studying between classes…catching up on the finer points of Human Sexuality 101? I’m sure you two must have an excellent reason to support your rather, shall we say, compromising situation…”

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Marybeth

Zeke stripped my dress off of me and I laid back, resting my back against the window. All of the sudden, the front passenger side door was torn open and one of the teachers looked in. Before I had decided to follow Zeke into the parking lot, I had looked into the door of my first period class and had seen this woman, although she did look quite different now. For some reason, I wasn't embarassed, I just tried to calm my breathing and sat up while closing my legs. I gave the woman a tiny scowl that she probably hadn't seen. She really didn't know who she was messing with. But, she was already one of my kind, and, for the most part, under my power. But since she was a teacher in this game and I was just a student, for now, she would have to be the more powerful between us.

 

[poohlive]

(Oh good, finally back on track)


Casey looked at the teacher, (Furlong is it? Jon Stewart sounds better, the genius that he is, lol) his understanding somehow not getting all of this. What was he trying to do?
The small grey thing, it looked like a miniature dildo almost. A finger dildo maybe. It dove into the water, and began to swim. Things grew out of it, red things of what could only look like tentacles. Casey looked at it, simply amazed.
"It's an underwater creature."
"But.. what in the hell is it doing in the middle of Ohio, on a football field?"
He knew the teacher didn't have an answer. Had he found a new species of animal? Oh, maybe they would let him name it. Wouldn't that be cool.
God, he was such a nerd.
Of course, being a nerd, other thoughts went into his head. How could a creature, that no one has ever seen before, just suddenly appear in Ohio, and be only able to live underwater?
Could it be alien?
Furlong strapped the plastic glove over his hand. Casey stepped back just slightly, "what are you doing?"
"Checking his temperature," he gave a smile, realixing no one got the joke, "Actually, I want to feel the skin, it looked like the texture has changed."
He reached in, letting his fingers waiver between the tentacles to the creature below. Something moved slightly on the surface of the species.
"I uhhh..."
"SHIT!"
He yanked his had out, looking at it carefully, blood was running down his hand. Blood spilled down, not just trickling or seeping, but running down. It was a big wound, needless to say.
"It grew teeth," Casey looked at the thing now in the aquarium. It didn't have teeth before, he had looked at it carefully, trying to find out if it even was a creature or just a piece of rubber or something.
Teeth...
He glanced over at Stokely, "Have you ever seen anything like this?"
She was the sci fi expert, he was simply the nerd. It was a fine line, but there was a difference. If it was in the known world, she would know about it.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Stokely

"Have you ever seen anything like this?" Casey asked me.
I opened my mouth to tell him i hadn't, but that same football player (was he one of the captains?) interrupted again.
"Yeah, Stokely," he laughed. "Any of your little Dyke girlfriends ever bite like that?"
Instantly pissed, I replied, "Your mother used to...until I had her defanged."
"Ooooh." The reply was a small chorus of his friends gathered around us. For the most part nobody caught it though, what either of us had said. They were looking at Furlong, his finger bleeding so badly that blood dripped onto the floor.
"I'm okay," Furlong said, trying to ease everybody's concern. "Just a scratch."
But that scratch was leaking blood everywhere, and his expression suggested he was more than a little concern for the cleanliness of it, or perhaps it just stung still and he was a baby with pain. Men are like that.
I looked to Casey.
"I'm not sure," I said, leaning closer so as not to be heard by the others. I didn't need more ridicule right now. "It doesn't look like anything I've seen before, and I definitely don't remember anything like it having teeth. But who knows? It might be something that looks different in real life than it does in the books."
I looked at his face, seeing the way his eyes grew wide as he looked at the creature.
Why ruin his fantasies? i thought, knowing he was hoping it was something important. Casey was a dreamer like that, always wanting to be someone, or to do something that would make him someone. In his mind, finding this thing might have been that something.
"Or maybe you've found a new Phylum, or species, or something..." I added. "It could happen."