The Student Teacher

[CandideCoating]

Luke Valentino ran his hands nervously down his crisp black silk tie. It was a stark contrast to the crisp white dress shirt encasing his hardened muscles and would look great if he could just stop playing with it.

How could he? He knew what was happening and still he couldn't stop himself. It was his first year as a teaching assistant and he was loving it. Three years of acing college classes in between bedding sorority girls had lead him finally to this moment and he knew he shouldn't let anything get in the way of it.

As he released the death grip on his silk tie, he saw them, his two angels. The co-captains of the cheerleading squad, Courtney and Trisha were easily the two hottest pieces of tail in the school and here they were headed his way giggling heartily, walking hand in hand and exchanging steamy glances.

 

[lizzy1228]

hi, id love to be either courtney or trisha, if youre still looking for people. this story sounds like fun. let me know if its alright.

thanks!

-lizzy

 

[aging_empress]

I'd like one of the two roles as well ^_^

 

[scribe_m]

Up for a third? Jacqueline may be a bit over-the-top, but I think she has potential. I'll be nice and exchange her short whip for a riding crop.

* Debt to Be Paid. Strong BDSM.
https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=369009

Should mention that I'm role-reversing as well. Still, as a guy I can better give you an idea of what pain *really* feels like.


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[CandideCoating]

well let's hear it ladies...I want to *see* you coming down the hall...oh and the bell is ringing - don't be late now....

 

[lizzy1228]

courtney smiled as she made her way to class. it was early, and she was tired, but there was no denying the good mood this class always put her in. all it took was one look at the student teacher to understand.

a shiver ran through her body as she his image assalted her.

when she recovered, she turned and grinned at trisha, knowing she was thinking the same thing from the far away look in her eye.

"bet i can guess what your thinking," she whispered into her friend's ear, then pulled back and shot her a mischevious smile.

noticing that they were quickly approaching the door, which mr. valentino was standing right outside of, courtney straightened her back and lifted a hand to shake out her long, blond hair, before lifting her blue eyes to meet his darker ones.

"hi mr. valentino," she murmured with a smile, before she slid past him, letting her firm breasts brush lightly against his chest as she did, even though there was plenty of room for both of them. she shot him a grin as she continued on to her seat, right in the front row, and bent at the waist to pull out her books, her short skirt threatening to expose more then it should.

 

[scribe_m]

Jacqueline's heels clacked as she walked to class. She flipped her cellphone. "ru ready", it said. Duh, I'm always ready, she thought to herself, rolling her eyes as only a teenager could. She flipped her long henna hair, and winked at a few boys (and girls). She had forgotten what her hair had originally looked like -- whitish blonde? Strawberry blonde? Eh, who cares. She entered the classroom and barely gave a sniff to the new "boy" in the room. Black tie and white shirt. Oh, how creative. She herself was wearing a tight white sweater. Underneath it could easily be seen her purple cheerleader's outfit, something that could cover her bra (had she been wearing one), but not much else. Along with her sweater, she wore her tight skimpy cheerleader's skirt (actually, it was her sister's, since her own issued skirt wasn't small enough). Underneath it, she wore boring baggy grey sweats, absconded from her last boyfriend. Underneath *them* she wore... what *did* she wear today? Was she supposed to wear her purple bikini panties? That atrocious thong? Or anything at all?

She sat right next to Courtney, hip to hip. The school desks were more like tables. Three or two students could sit next to each other, and student's legs were quite visible underneath. Her hand lightly brushed against Courtney's thigh. Jacqueline scribbled some words into her notebook and let Courtney see them. "Fifteen minutes into the lecture, right?" Jacqueline smiled at Courtney and Tricia. A bit laconically, but a smile nonetheless.


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[CandideCoating]

Luke held his breath as Courtney's fantastic youthful breasts grazed his chest. Desperately he tried not to look as she bent over pulling out the appropriate books for his class.

As her tiny skirt rode a bit too high on her perfectly tanned legs, he was no longer in the classroom. He was a million miles away, running his palms over her warm flesh, feeling the heat of youthful innocence, or impiety, blaze before him as brought his fingers to the damp jewel that he so greatly desired.

His inappropriant dream was interruptted by another young lady who had that fantastic knack for making his erection last through the whole lecture, Jacqueline. Her rabid scent of sex and pot and all things dirty wafted into his nose as she stormed through the door to claim a seat deliciously close to Courtney.

My god Jacqueline knew how to dress the way he like, like a slut. I mean, if Luke had a thing for cheerleaders, he certainly had a thing for one's who could make that tiny, cock-hardening costume even sexier. The sweats were a tad much for him, but he did remember there were school regulations after all.

Trisha had stopped outside the door to talk to some boys and was now holding up his lecture. Sternly he stepped outside the door and approached her, tapping the back of her purple cheerleader's vest lightly.

"Trisha, my class started a minute ago. You are late. If you keep this up, you will be spending time with me after school, and you don't want that now do you?"

He tried to sound professional. He thought he sounded professional, I mean, after all she wouldn't, would she?

 

[aging_empress]

Trisha was feeling a little more lively today as it was actually a good day out.
That and the fact that she got to go to class today. Walking with Courtney, both in their jackets, she heard her whisper:

"bet i can guess what your thinking," and saw a smile spread across her face. A smile spread across her face as well. But she stopped in front of the door and started talking to another friend when she soon felt someone tap her shoulder and she turned around rather quickly to see Mr. Valentino standing there with a slightly stern face on.

"Trisha, my class started a minute ago. You are late. If you keep this up, you will be spending time with me after school, and you don't want that now do you?"

She knew he couldn't really reprimand her for just being a little late, so she just smiled brightly and appologized profusely before quickly stepping inside , and slightly 'brushing' against him before finding her seat.

Whispering into her friends ears she said
"Let him have a subtle treat did you?" She winked.

 

[scribe_m]

"Subtle? I'm never subtle," Jacqueline smiled. She repressed an urge to give that *student* teacher the finger as he "threatened" her friend. Just keep that up... she thought.

Fifteen minutes into the lecture, he made an even more egregious error. He *bored* her. Since he was new, she didn't even deign to think of new torture for him. She coughed lightly, and began to rub her throat, caressing her smooth tanned skin. Once she caught his attention she started touching a little lower, her hands only slightly decending towards the top of her bosom. She would reach her hand and down the neck of her sweater, the fabric giving and peeking at the top of her chest. She would then take her hand out of her sweater, tracing the tops of her cleavage a little more. Her cheerleader's top, of course, would give him ample view of her bosom, but damned if she was going to give him the pleasure.

She felt fortunate that she sat between her friends. She would switch hands as she teased the poor man at the head of the class. Altternating, she delicately touched her friends thighs, first Tanya, then Courtney. The touching was a signal for them to begin. If it aroused them a little, that would be even better. Verisimilitude, and all that.

OOC: Empress & Lizzy, if either of you two would like to sit in the middle, please do so! I apologize for being so greedy!


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[CandideCoating]

"A super power like none the world had seen before. Vast in size and unmeasurable in power, the Spartan phalanx was the epitome of ancient warfare."

He droned on, absently writing key terms on the board. His advisor was seated at the rear of the classroom watching his every move. Luke knew that he was quickly loosing the class, and his own, attention as he watch Jacqueline's hands idly playing with the neckline of her sweater giving him just a teasing glimps of her delicious cleavage.

As he turned from the board he was sure he saw her rubbing Trisha's bar thigh with her other hand, he gulped and started the lecture again.

"Homosexuality in Sparta was state-mandated. The only purpose of wifes was for the occasional child-bearing and state affairs. Women were not the objects of pleasure we know today."

With that he glared longingly at the three ladies in the first row and silently willed the clock to go faster, this was the last class of the day and he was aching to go home and free his twitching cock from the confines of his shark black dress pants to wicked thoughts of "special" cheerleading practice.

"The Spartan army was so feared, they were able to take over the whole Peloponessus without having a single battle."

He drone on and on through the height of the Spartan city state, making sure to mention the poet Sappho and her writings on the infinate pleasure one woman can bring another, all the while watching his tempting ladies.

 

[lizzy1228]

A slight movement in the corner of her eye caught Courtney's attention, causing her to slide her eyes over to Jacqueline. She grinned at what she found, even as her pupils punched wide from the sensual sight. It was barely a moment later that she felt the girl's hand brush over her theigh, left exposed by her short skirt. The gentle touch sent a shiver along her spine, and she couldnt resist shifting a bit closer to Jacqueline. The movement pulled her skirt a little bit higher, exposing the slightest hint of the subtle curve of her ass. She tried to squeeze her crossed legs together to alleviate some of the pressure, bit the slight pinch on her clit only sent another shot of desire through her. after taking a deep breath to calm herself, she forced her eyes back to Mr. Valentino, though that hardly served her purpose. she licked her lips at the sight of him, then lifted a hand to brush through her hair, the movement causing her breasts to stick out a bit more than normal, her tight nipples pressing tightly into the flimsy material of her shirt. when she brought her arm down again, it came to rest on Jacqualine's theigh, and she couldnt resist giving a gentle squeeze, wishing desperatly that she wasnt stuck in class right then.

 

[scribe_m]

Jacqueline reluctantly removed her hand from Courtney's thigh to ask a question. She first feigned a need for her to speak softly, by coughing against the hand that strocked Courtney, then touching her throat. This, of course, was also as much an excuse to smell Courtney's scent on her hands. Jacqueline crooked her finger towards the new teacher, beckoning him to approach her closer, so she could ask her question.

Across the desk, he leaned forward so she could ask, "Tell me about Sappho. Tell me how the women pleasured themselves. Tell me... everything." He also was learning forward enough so that she could extend her long leg just under his crotch. The top of her foot was behind his ass, almost preventing him from retreating. As Courtney's hand played with Jacqueline's thigh, Jacqueline's leg moved back and forth under the new teacher's crotch, lightly massaging his balls, but not touching his cock. She had hoped the new teacher let his cock hang down in his underwear, so she could, perhaps, stimulate the head. That would make a nice unsightly bulge in the middle of class. As Jacqueline's leg continued to brush his balls, Jacqueline said, "I'm waiting..."

Jacqueline's hands returned to the thighs of her friends, circles in rhythm with her leg under Luke's trousers.


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[yndy]

is the school accepting new students??? i think i'm interested in applying...