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Dorm Games

“Hi Kell, what’s up?” asked Jane, noticing her busty blonde roommate peeking through the open door.

“I just finished my Chem lab that’s due on Monday and wanted to see what’s up around here. You guys doin’ anything interesting?” Kelli walked into the guys dorm room. All three boys took notice of the prototypical Southern California, blonde hair, blue-eyed, 18 year old goddess with legs up to her neck and a chest that could barely be contained by a bikini. Kelli Smith didn’t go many places where she wasn’t immediately the center of male attention.

Jane was surprised at Kelli’s arrival. To the disappointment of all the guys on the co-ed dorm floor, Kelli was usually in her room studying or reading a book. Most weekends she went home to visit her parents. Being anti-social was a kind description. If not for her incredible looks she would have been considered an absolute bookwormish nerd. Instead, she was just considered as playing “hard to get”. At least that’s what all the guys in the dorm told each other. Then Jane remembered that her roommate’s parents were away on a vacation, realizing Kelli must be stuck in the school dorm all weekend.

“Not a whole heck of a lot is interesting in this room. We were just thinking about playing some liar’s dice. Justin got some homeless guy to buy a bottle of tequila for us.” Jane winked at Kelli, knowing the freshman wasn’t a big drinker. Jane had never seen her take a sip of anything harder than diet coke.

Kelli glanced around the small, messy dorm room. It was Justin and Roger’s room, one slept on a bed on each side of the room. Both were busy setting up a folding card table and a couple chairs. Beth, a cute brunette that lived in the room next to Kelli and Jane’s was there, as was Steve, a friend of Justin’s from his hometown. Steve lived on the floor below with the rest of the lacrosse team. Kelli saw him and flashed a timid smile his way.

Steve smiled back at Kelli and patted the bed next to where he sat, “Come on Kelli, kick back and play with us.”

“I don’t know how to play, but thanks anyway.” Kelli muttered. Blushing, she turned to go back to her room. She wasn’t used to being in the company of so many people.

“Wait a sec,” called Steve, “let me show you how to play. It’s really simple. If a brainiac like you doesn’t understand after I’m done explaining then you can go, alright?” Kelli shrugged and sat on the bed next to him. “OK, we play with 5 dice and a cup, like this one” he picked up the plastic cup and rattled the dice inside. “The first person shakes and then looks at what they have without showing anyone else, then they call a hand. The next person to go decides if they want to try and beat that throw, or call the person a liar. If you call the person a liar and are right, they have to take a drink, if you call ’em a liar and you’re wrong, you take a drink. Oh, and if you try to beat the roll, you have to have something better, so even if you don’t get shit, lie about it. Then the next person around the table decides to roll or call you a liar. That’s pretty easy, huh?” Kelli nodded. Steve asked, “Have you played poker before?”

“Yep!” replied Kell enthusiastically. “We used to play in high school, my family had a game night every Friday.”

“Really? Well, you need to roll a better poker hand to beat the last person, so I don’t need to teach you that. You’ll probably kick ass at this game, if you have a good poker face that is. Did you win much when you played with your family?” asked Steve.

“I won more than I lost,” beamed Kelli proudly, “but it was just for fun.”

“So, are you gonna stay and play or what?” interrupted Jane.

“Um, yeah, I guess so. It sounds kinda fun.” Kelli thought she’d be good at this game, especially when Steve had asked about her poker face. Back home she had always won against her family. They said they could never tell when she was bluffing.
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Good Girl Turns 18 And Turns Bad

I had dreamed about sex for a long time but actually doing it was a whole other thing. You see I was brought up a Catholic good girl. Catholic schools and prayers were a way of life for me. Not to say I didn’t think about fucking all the time or hadn’t learned the classic Catholic girl blow-job to appease my boyfriends but all-in-all I was a good girl and a virgin, that is until I turned eighteen.

At eighteen my seven friends and I celebrated my birthday by sneaking into a ritzy Los Angeles bar and I saw one of the most gorgeous women I had ever seen. She had long blonde hair, perfect tan, voluptuous breasts, and an outfit that showed off her amazing ass and long legs. I first noticed her feet, which were fit into black stiletto heels, and as my eyes gazed upward along her long bare legs I came across the shortest skirt I had ever seen. Her ass just about hung out of the black leather mini skirt so you could just see the shape of her beautiful cheeks. Then my sights took in her tight-fitting pink sweater showing off her big tits as she turned around and looked my way. I could tell she was looking straight at me even though I was still staring at her chest. I wanted to look up at her but I was way too embarrassed and I turned back to join my friends at the table.

I could not help it though, I had to see what her face looked like so I stole a look her way. She was talking with some dark-haired man and I could only see her from behind. I could not believe my thoughts. I had never had lesbian thoughts before and I didn’t think I was a lesbian but this woman was intriguing me. She exhumed sex appeal. Something I had always wanted but did not think I had. I had shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, medium-sized boobs with big nipples, and a fit, muscular body that always attracted men but I was not considered a sexpot. I was wearing tight –fitting jeans and a see-through white blouse that showed off my curves in a classy way that was very much unlike her slutty look.

I tried to chime into my friends’ conversation but my mind was preoccupied and I kept looking back at the blonde goddess which is when the dark-haired man she was talking to smiled at me and nodded to the blonde in front of him. She turned my way and this time I could not look away. She was breathtaking. As if the rest of her body was not erotic enough, she had flawless silky white skin, green eyes, and bounteous lips. She was a modern day Barbie but with clothes I had never seen Barbie in. She just smiled at me, she new I was gawking but I think she was having fun with it. After all, with that outfit I guess she didn’t mind attention.

I smiled back and that is when I noticed the dark-haired man next to her was as gorgeous as she was. He was Ken, she was Barbie. The two were the sexiest couple I had ever laid my eyes on. He motioned me with his finger to come so I excused myself from my friends and headed on over.

“Hi, I’m Darren,” the dark-haired Ken doll said to me, “and this is Sheila,” he said as he gestured toward Barbie.

“I’m Samantha,” I said as my mind raced. I didn’t know what to say to them. I didn’t know why I even went over to them. I had nothing to say. But my body did. I realized I was wet. My pussy was dripping. The two of them were looking me up and down.

“How old are you?” Darren asked. “Twenty-one,” I lied, “I’m celebrating my twenty-first birthday tonight.” Sheila just nodded at me. I think they knew my lie but neither of them called me on it.

“Well then, to celebrate, can I buy you a drink?” Darren asked in a low, husky voice that turned me on in ways I never knew could happen. My thighs were actually quivering.
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Wrong Locker Room

Swimming always eased Jessica’s mind. On the day of every major test she ever took, she would take an early morning swim in the university pool before putting in one more cramming session at the library. Today was no different. Jessica had a midterm in biology and she was extremely stressed out even though she felt well prepared.

Jessica arrived at the pool around 6:30. When swimming season was not going on, the pool is typically abandoned at this hour and she had the whole room to herself. There was something extremely peaceful and soothing to Jessica about calmly cutting through the water with no one watching her. She enjoyed the sound of the repetitive splash of her rhythmic strokes as her hand dipped into the pool and her legs kicked behind her.

She was in the pool for about 45 minutes; mostly swimming laps but occasionally taking a few minutes just to relax and float in the water. When she got out, Jessica couldn’t have felt better. Her muscles were loose and her mind was lucid. She headed to the locker-room to shower and get dressed to go to the library. When she got to the door to the girls locker-room it was locked. This was not a surprise, since they often locked up the girl’s room when no one was around to prevent perverts from setting up cameras or hiding in the lockers, but it was an obstacle none the less. Her hair smelled of chlorine and she needed a hot shower to clear her sinuses.

She decided to head for the boy’s room on the opposite side of the pool, which was always open. To be honest, the facilities in there were nicer anyways and odds were that she wouldn’t run into anybody in there at 7:15 in the morning. She grabbed her gym bag with her street clothes and cautiously entered the locker-room.

When Jessica had determined that the coast was clear, she set her bag down on a bench and peeled off her one piece bathing suit and let it fall to the ground. Part of the reason that Jessica liked the privacy of the indoor pool was that her body often drew a lot of attention. When she chose to swim at the more popular outdoor pool, the boys would gawk at her beautifully shaped D breasts. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t really blame them.

Her tits were young and perky, but with a slight natural sag that proved that they weren’t bought. They bounced effortlessly as she moved about. Her nipples were rose colored and about the size of a half dollar piece. In the cold air, she could feel them hardening. She walked over and turned the shower on.

As she waited for the shower to heat up, Jessica examined her finely trimmed bush that had been waxed with the exception of a narrow landing strip above her slit. Unconsciously, she felt her hand slide down and begin rubbing her pussy lips as she watched herself in the mirror. Her second hand came up and started to massage her breasts. She realized, as she stood there admiring herself, how horny she was.
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18 Year Old Virgin

I had not really planned to end up in bed with Ron, but things like that happen in college. I had actually gone to the dorm mixer the first week of class, despite being a junior. I was mostly to watch the freshmen act amazed at their ‘first college party’ and to check out the new talent. There were actually not that many guys there, but one of the ones I knew from last year introduced me to Ron, grinning as he told me he was my type of guy. I was not really sure what he meant by that since Ron was o.k. looking but nothing special. Brown hair, average height, an o.k. body I guess but nothing remarkable. He was not real talkative either, and I guessed he was pretty shy.

I did dance with him three or four times though, since he was one of the few guys there and as always, there were more girls who wanted to dance than guys. He did not really know how to dance at all but he was enthusiastic without making a fool of himself, which was nice. I left the party pretty late, since there were a lot of people to talk to even if there were not enough guys. He had left a bit before me, and as I was going through the entryway to my wing there was Ron, getting comfortable on the couch.

“Loose your key? The desk can give you one.”

“No, my roommate has the flag up, so I guess I will just crash out here for a bit.”

He seemed embarrassed.

I tried not to roll my eyes. Freshmen guys always come up with elaborate schemes to warn each other if “OMG I have a girl in here (a real female girl!) don’t come in.” Then their roommates spend all night sleeping on the couch rather than risking disturbing anything. How long can Freshman sex last anyway?

I was not real taken with Ron, but I’m too nice a person to let someone sleep on a couch all night because they are too shy to knock on their own door.

“My roomie is gone for the weekend, so you can crash at my place. C’mon.”

He looked surprised and not sure what to say.

“C’mon, its a bed, and way more comfortable than a couch.” I smiled at him, but he still seemed tongue-tied, although his mind seemed to be going mile a minute. “You’re not going to use this opportunity to molest me are you?” I said, looking at him severely.

“No, no” he said, although I’m pretty sure this was the first time a woman had ever asked him to spend the night with him.

“Well that’s disappointing” I said, “but I guess you can come up anyway.”

I was not actually planning on having sex with him, and shy guys are not usually what I go for, but he was adorable as we headed upstairs, trying to figure out if he should hold my hand or put his hand on my ass or what. I was tired and ready for bed, and he was having the most exciting night of his young college career.

When we got to my door I told him to wait outside and quickly slipped into shorts and a tee for sleeping in and then opened the door for him. He slipped in quickly, like he was afraid someone would see him, and looked around. Neither of us was really done unpacking, and the place was a mess. I was kind of embarrassed, and I was sure not sexy-looking in old shorts and a shirt so large you could barely see me in it.

“Crap.” I said, looking up. “She took her sheets.”

“Huh?”

I pointed up. “She took her sheets. No idea why.”

I looked at him. “So do you want to go back to the couch, or sleep with me in my bed?”

He looked at me like I had grown two heads.
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Team Spirit

It was pretty much agreed what had to be done, and not wanting to appear snobbish, or like some kind of primadonna, I went along with the plan. I was a freshman cheerleader, and the youngest on the squad at eighteen, and I didn’t want to make waves.

We were in a difficult situation, one that called for a little creative strategy. There was no way our school was going to beat our city rival with Jason playing. He’s like the best college player in the nation, averaging over thirty points a game, big and strong and way better than anyone on our team. Heather our senior co-captain, came up with the idea a week before the big game. Simply put, one of us would seduce Jason the night before the game, give him the kind of workout he wouldn’t soon forget and make him too wasted to play well.

Instead of straws, we drew pom-pom streamers to decide which one of us would have the honor of laying down her body, as it were, for the good of the team. Guess who drew the short streamer?

I’m not a prude or anything, but also I had never had sex with a guy before, so I felt excited and insecure and anxious, all at the same time. I’m not bragging, but I never had any trouble getting looks from the boys, even though i’m kinda tall at five feet eight inches and my boobs , which are really firm and perky , are certainly not the biggest. But I do have a nice supple body and a pretty heart shaped face and long blonde hair. Heather and the other cheerleaders had no doubt I was the girl for the job. It was agreed that I should not wear my tiny cheerleading outfit, as that would be a dead giveaway, what with the school name on the sweater and all. Heather suggested I wear one of my prep school outfits with the plaid, pleated skirt, white blouse and red red blazer, and the black patent leather shoes, with white ankle socks. No guy could resist the sight of me in that outfit and Jason would be no exception.

I found him just where we figured he would be that Friday afternoon, at the Public Library studying for finals. He was a straight “A” student on top of being a big star, but the second I sat down at the table opposite him, and started shifting in my chair and crossing and uncrossing my ankles, I could tell he had things other than basketball or books on his mind.

He was kind of cute, really, with short trimmed hair and a real deep dark brown complexion. The fact that he was black didn’t bother me except that I was sort of curious about what he looked like naked…… I’d heard stories from some of the girls about penis size and blacks and wondered if it was true.
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Coed Craving

My name is Tim Anderson. My wife Tina and I are very proud of our 18 year old daughter Ricki.

Ricki has just completed her freshman year at Central State at the top of the dean’s list.

As a reward for her performance, we allowed Ricki to bring her roommate and best friend Jenny to spend the summer with us as we travelled the West by motor home.

Jenny is also 18, but looks younger because she is so petite. Jenny is 4 ft. ten, blond with pigtails, with tiny tits topped by thick, puckered nipples. The one thing solid on her is her muscular thighs and ass, pulled taut from hours of soccer practice.

I have been on my best behavior the last several weeks, as Ricki and Jenny cavorted about in various water parks wearing their tiny bikinis in front of me. Although I don’t make a habit of noticing my daughter in this manner, Ricki is a busty, tanned brunette with dark curly hair.

The fact that my wife Tina has settled into middle-aged frumpdom with no interest in sex doesn’t help matters any.

Last night, something different happened. The girls talked me into joining them on the water slide at our latest destination. The ride was packed with teens on a hot, sultry night, and my snug trunks did little to hide my growing erection due to my eyes taking in the hot girls in wet suits.

I stayed at the bottom of the ride in the collection pool, keeping my throbbing tool below the surface. I could see my wife sitting across the way reading a book, with no interest whatsoever in the girl’s festivities.Suddenly, Jenny called out from the top.

“Here I come, Mr. Anderson! Catch me!”

Jenny came flying down the ride, screaming all the way. I braced myself to catch her, but the force of her arrival sent us both flying.

To my shock and horror, I pulled Jenny’s top off, and she grabbed my fat cock for support.

Regaining me composure, I handed Jenny her top and apologized profusely. She just laughed and yanked it away from me, covering her wet tits with her hands as she smiled in the direction of my crotch.

My daughter Ricki caught the whole scene, and she glared disapprovingly at me as I sheepishly climbed out of the water. My wife, buried in her book, missed the whole event.

Soon after, Tina and I settled in for the night in the motor home. The girls sat outside our window and whispered conspiratorily. Once my wife was asleep, I crept to the window to listen.

“Jesus, Ricki. Not for nothing, but your Dad has a fat cock!” Jenny looked back at the home as I ducked behind the curtain.
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Wifes Teen Age Sister

Rita is my wife’s younger sister, and at 19 she has most beautiful ass I have ever seen. It is as round as a perfect circle and best feature of Rita’s body. Her dresses all ways get pinched between those sweet buttocks. I always feel my cock erected when I watch her ass bulging out of her thin body. I wonder weather her ass hole is big like her buns and then I dream about her dark, hairy anus. I am sure that even it will taste good if I eat it.

As discussed earlier Rita telephoned me when she had settled in the metro for her higher studies. She was staying at a hostel. I reached the place in two days and met her in the hostel. She had told the warden that her big brother will be coming for an official trip and therefore she will have to stay with me for a week. When she packed her bag I reminded her to take the school uniform she had brought from home. We reached in the hotel I stay at 5.15 p.m. As soon as we entered the room Rita asked why I insisted on bringing the uniform from home. “I will answer you while we eat some desserts at the hotel”.

While we were eating ice cream I told her about the fantasies I have. Rita was exited to hear about this. She suggested that we would make real each fantasy real during coming days; one by one. We made a schedule and on the first day she has to wear school uniform .

It was day 1 evening Rita came after college, she had a shower and she changed to her good old school uniform. I felt an instantaneous hard-on when I saw her in my favorite fantasy. I stared her for sometime. She had out grown the old garments. Skirt has become short revealing those lovely pair of thighs. Also shirt was tight and her small breasts were struggling to free from that. I could see her brassiere through the shirt, which provoked me further. She had not forgot to wear tie as well as a belt, which were elements of school uniform. After I enjoyed much of the front-view I moved to her back and looked at her beautiful hips.

Her ass was popping out more than usual due to the tight skirt and belt. I could not help approaching her and embarrassing from back. Caressing her boobs I told her that I had never expected this would happen .She replied “I knew someday this would happen.”
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Black Cock School For Girls

Carla Scott sat stiffly upright in one of the several straight back chairs that ringed the front of headmistress, Marion Elder’s large imposing desk. “Now let me make sure that I understand exactly what you’re saying, Mz. Elder,” Carla said sternly, “you’re guaranteeing that my daughter will receive daily instruction in large black erection etiquette?!?” “That is exactly what I’m saying,” the headmistress replied smoothly, “in fact we guarantee that your daughter will get at least two hard fuckings a day by black erections that are at least nine inches long!!!” “And oral sex?!?” Carla Scott asked. “Of course,” Marion Elder shot back, “that goes without saying.” “I just want to make sure that we understand each other,” Carla replied, “Meredith is my only daughter, and well, you understand that I only want what’s best for her!” “Of course I do, Mrs. Scott,” Carla replied gently, “we’ve been in the business of training young women in art of fucking huge black cocks for over seventy years.” “Of course your reputation is impeccable,” Marion answered quickly, “I just wanted to make sure for myself, that’s all.” “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Carla Elder replied. “How about a demonstration of how we operate!?!”

Meredith squirmed nervously in her seat listening to the older women discussing her sex life as casually as you would order a hamburger, but much to her chagrin she heard her own mother reply, “I think that’s a wonderful idea, Mz. Elder, please proceed!” “Very good,” Carla replied while picking up the phone and asking Jamal to come into her inner office. A second or two later a very handsome young black man dressed in a snow white terry cloth robe casually entered the room. “You called for me, ma’am?” he asked softly. “Yes, Jamal,” Carla replied, “I’d like you to meet Marion Scott and her daughter, Meredith.” Jamal smiled broadly at the two women while offering, “It’s nice to meet you, ladies.” “As you can see our young men are extremely respectful of all women,” she went on easily, “and we further feel that although our young women will become incredibly addicted to these large black erections that it remains paramount that the young men don’t take advantage of the situation.” “My thoughts exactly,” Marion replied. “And how old is Jamal?” “Let me see,” Carla replied while picking up his file, “ahhhhhh here it is, he’s twenty years old, only two years older than Meredith.” “Now, let’s get down to brass tacks,” the headmistress said evenly, “all right, young man, please expose yourself to Meredith and her mother.” With a small smile still covering his face the young man slowly untied his cloth belt, and then with a flair for the dramatic let them wait for a moment before letting his robe fall open.” “M-my god!!!” Marion gasped. “H-he’s huge, I just can’t believe it’s real!!!”
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Teachers Pet

The music was a little loud for Kaye’s taste, but the students seemed to be having a good time, and Kaye didn’t really have anything else to do, so she didn’t mind that when principal Ray Devlin asked her to chaperone the Saturday night dance in the school gym. A local dejay was playing all the latest CD’s, and with about a half hour to go, he had slowed the pace down, giving the kids a chance to have a few slow dances. It looked like it would turn out to be an uneventful evening, until Cal Norridge showed up. Right from the get go Kaye could see that he had been drinking, so she quickly moved towards him to prevent any altercations he might start up. When she stepped in front of him, her nostrils were filled with the pungent aroma of fresh liquor, and she hoped that she could get him to leave without causing a scene. “Cal,” she began, “since you’ve been drinking I think you had better leave, school property is no place for that kind of activity!” Cal gave a short harsh laugh and replied insolently, “Who’s been drinking, I don’t see anyone drinking!!!” Taking him by the arm, she started to lead him to the front door, but instead of going out, he veered off and headed down one of the dark corridors, laughing and singing as he went! “Drunk as a skunk,” she thought to herself, as she took off after him!

By the time she caught up to him, they were far away from the gym, and as he turned to face her he said, “Hey pretty teacher, you’ve got nice tits, why don’t you let me touch them, while reaching out his hand for a quick feel!!! Kaye jumped back, but not soon enough, and the insolent junior’s fingers brushed over her heavy chest! “Stop that,” she barked, “stop that this instant and go home!!!” Getting even bolder, Cal, a nineteen year old incorrigible, quickly cornered her, and pressed his body against hers, groping her ass as he pulled her closer to him, and for the first time, she felt a stab of fear in her stomach, they were a long ways from help, and Cal was strong as an ox! Fighting to push him away, she said through clenched teeth, “Stop this at once or I’ll scream!!!” Cal just laughed and covered her mouth with his forcing his tongue into her mouth, Frenching her right there in the hall!!! She almost gagged from the taste of bourbon, but Cal kept kissing her, while cupping her ass with one hand, and kneading her breasts with the other!!! Being a young woman with a naturally strong sex drive and no steady boy friend, the feeling of having a man so close made her knees grow weak and her resolve wane! Even though he wasn’t as experienced as someone older, Cal could sense right away that she was his for the taking, so dropping his hand from her boobs, he reached down and unzipped his pants and slid his thickening pecker out into the night air! Kaye couldn’t believe what was happening, but her clit had totally taken over her senses, and she automatically reached down and slowly began fisting the hard cock that stood up proudly between them!!!
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Substitute Teacher

Barbara Walker hurried up the steps of Central High, flung open the front door, and proceeded directly to the principal’s office. She was greeted with a hearty good morning from Mrs. Bruner, the front desk supervisor and receptionist for Principal Bradley. “What have I got today,” asked Barbara, hoping that it wouldn’t be another math class?!? “Ah, let me see,” replied Mrs. Bruner, as she scanned a list of absent teachers, “yes, here it is, you sub for Matt Kearny in English Literature, room 231!” “Thanks,” Barbara answered gratefully, “at least it’s not math!” Barbara climbed the single flight of stairs to the second floor and found room 231 down the hall and to the right. When she entered the classroom, most of the students were already there, mostly milling around and exchanging small talk with each other. At 8:47 the final bell rang and all the student took their assigned seats, dutifully waiting for Barbara to begin the class. Just as she was launching into the lesson on Chaucer, the door to the hall way swung open and in sauntered Deke Banyon, as if he didn’t have a care in the world!

Barbara put down her lesson plan and waited for Deke to take his seat, and after he was seated, she looked at the seating chart to find out his name, and then asked, “A little trouble getting out of bed this morning Mr. Banyon!?!” Deke, with a look of total boredom, replied insolently, “Naw teach, no problem at all!” The class tittered at Deke’s response and Barbara felt her cheeks turning red at being embarrassed by the young hoodlum. She stepped forward a few paces and retorted, “You and I will talk this over right after school, and don’t even think about not showing up, or Principal Bradley will hear about it!” Deke feigned a yawn but agreed to drop in after school, so Barbara went back to her lesson and the class continued on with no further incidents. The day seemed to fly by, and Barbara had completely forgotten that Deke Banyon was coming in after school, and it wasn’t until she heard a knock on the door jam that she remembered their appointment. “Come in Deke,” she offered, “and please sit down,” while motioning to the desk in the middle of the front row. Deke slouched down in the seat and let his legs protrude forward in a major display of insolence. Barbara was about to reprimand him when she couldn’t help but notice the large bulge in the front of his jeans! “My god,” she thought, “he has a hardon and isn’t even trying to hide it, of all the nerve of this boy!” “Now what did you wanna see me about,” a very cock sure Deke said suavely? Momentarily flustered at the sight aroused penis in the young man’s pants and his mouthy attitude, Barbara stumbled for something to say. “Cat got your tongue, teach,” the eighteen year old malcontent said insolently, “or are you more interested in seeing what’s in here,” as he patted the front of his crotch!?! A shocked Barbara stammered, “Well I never!” “That’s right teach, you probably never have,” Deke replied while laughing at her obvious discomfort! “Y-you can’t talk to me that way young man,” she spat, “I’ve a good mind to send you straight to the office!” “Yeah, yeah,” Deke yawned, while standing up, “let me show you what a real man has for you,” as Barbara looked on in absolute horror as Deke Banyon proceeded to unzip his pants and pull out his erection!
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