College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)
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				Title: <strong>College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 08:58:11</strong>
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				Sandra sat quietly in the back corner of the lecture hall, gazing into space as the silence of the room lulled her. The lecture was about to start, and for what felt like the first time she had a moment to relax.<br><br>A lot had changed over the last few weeks. Moving out of home for the first time, coming to the big city, the incredible freedom and stimulation of the campus... it could help her forget her unusual anatomy for once, and just be herself, dress prettily and socialise without her disapproving parents looking over her shoulder.<br><br>They had been strict, more so because of the way she was made, and it had all left her a little puritanical.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 10:30:57</strong>
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				Phillip Centuri stood looking in the bathroom mirror at his reflection. He liked what he saw. His face, clean shaven, was the face of the devil himself. Perfect. His dark hair was cut short, every hair in its designated location. He adjusted his shirt and tie noting how his arms stretched the sleeves as he moved. He smiled at himself in the mirror. His reflection was that of confidence. At just over thirty he was already a professor at a quite respectable university. Not for his love of people or teaching, but for his love of young innocent and very very easy girls. His health was good, his career set, his house and cars paid for. Many people consider him lucky, he knows better. To get what he wants hes simply ruthless.<br><br>He glances at his watch. 9:58. 'Time to go to work.' he thinks to himself and heads out the door towards his classroom. He passes several female students walking through the hall and thinks quite happily to himself that spring has returned and with it mini skirts and halter tops. At last and far too soon he reaches his room, 321-A, and turns the handle.<br>He walks to his desk and organizes a few papers then walks over to his lectern. He surveys his students sitting in the stadium type seats of the large amphitheater noting where the cute girls were sitting. What luck, right in the middle in the second row was a blond girl with a skirt and pink panties. <br><br>“Good morning class, my name is Phillip Centuri, but Mr. Centuri will do.” His voice was smooth and very pleasant. “This is Psychology 101,” he continued, “for any of you in the wrong class I advise you find the right one.” <br>A couple of people got up, Phillip let them leave before moving on.<br>“Today I will be lecturing on the importance of getting help if you need it. A lot of you are freshman, and as I'm sure you've noticed things are different here then high school and living with your parents. I'll cover things like syllabi next class after drop/add is done.”<br><br>His lecture was well rehearsed and brilliant. After listening to it even the most confident guy would want to seek consul about his sexual tendencies. Hopefully some of the girls would too.<br><br>He glanced at his watch again. 11:05. Perfect timing. He'd be able to let class out ten minutes early. “Well, thats it for today. Class dismissed. Oh and remember, I am also a guidance counselor here. If you need to talk about anything please just drop by my office, its on the fourth floor, room number 431.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 11:26:48</strong>
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				Sandra was definately in the 'cute' range. Big eyes, long blond hair, a heart-shaped face and very feminine curves made her a girl who would definately turn heads, if not end up on a catwalk. Her diminutive frame, barely 5'6, gave her a sense of fragility. The rather conservative clothing she wore added to the pretty girl-next-door look.<br><br>Nobody would ever guess the secret she carried between her legs.<br><br>She listened to the lecture with fascination. She was very interested in the course in general, and the specific application to her unique physical circumstances were obvious. The strong, pursuasive lecture worked well on her otherwise innocent mind as well, swaying her as much as anyone in the class.<br><br>Gathering her books, she glanced at her schedule, and noticed the big gap until her next class. Steeling her nerve, she scurried out the door and headed for the Professor's office. A slightly breathless minute of climbing stairs later, she was knocking on the office door to see if he had reached there before her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 11:59:59</strong>
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				Phillip had no more than closed the door when he heard a faint knock. He smiled to himself knowing his lecture had worked. The building that his office was in had been built at the time of the universities founding so the door he opened to greet his guest was thick and solid oak with a frame of stone much like the rest of the building. <br>He instantly recognized his visitor from the class he had just come from. She would do just nicely. <br>Without a moments hesitation he said, “Please come in, have a seat.”<br>After gesturing to a chair and sitting down himself he asked the girl, “What can I do for you?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 13:29:09</strong>
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				Sandra sat down on the comfortable chair, tucking her skirt under herself demurely.<br>"I'm sorry to bother you in your office, Professor," she said. "It's just... your lecture, well, you said we should come to you for guidance. Well, um... I'm kind of a unique case, I think. It seems to be a bit silly to just come and talk about... well, you know, stuff, but it <em>is</em> reassuring."<br><br>She was in a knee length skirt, with a matching blouse. It was a little 80's in effect, and a little prim, especially in comparison to her sensual curves and pretty face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 21:52:37</strong>
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				Phillip crossed his legs and got comfortable. She had already given him some leverage to use against her but he needed to hear more. “Its no bother, thats what I'm here for. As far as your case being unique I've found through experience that everyone feels that way and it is seldom true. Nonetheless it is bad to hold confusing or negative feelings inside and I would gladly listen and give advice to you accordingly. And of course there is student teacher confidentiality, not a word exchanged in here will find its way outside this room unless you want it to. I think it would be best if you told me what is bothering you, as I mentioned in my lecture holding it is can cause quite a bit of harm to your psyche.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 09:38:49</strong>
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				"Well, um,"<br>She was blushing hotly. She'd never had to be the one to admit her uniqueness before, her parents usually taking the initiative with those who needed to know.<br><br>"It's, um. Well, when I was born, my genes and hormones were, well, different. See, I have, um... most of my body is female, but my organs, well, um... they're fully functionally male."<br>She stared at the floor, definately uncomfortable, but also for some reason feeling a stirring in her delicate underwear... for some reason, the revelation was turning her on. Just the knowledge that someone knew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 02:20:21</strong>
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				Phillip despite his intelligence and rehearsal of scenarios had not thought of or prepared for this. To think that he had moved someone with such a bizarre condition to confess and seek counsel with him. The gears in his mind did not quit spinning though and already a plan was beginning to form. Phillip knew he had a sick and twisted soul and the thought of the anatomy of the girl sitting in front of his desk was very intriguing. Indeed as his mind flew through the what might be he felt his dress pants shift as his arousal showed physical expression. <br>Of course Sandra couldn't see it, nor could she see the small video and voice recorder hidden in the corner of the room recording every word they said onto his computer.<br>He knew how to use this against her, he'd done it before, all he needed to do now is be ruthless. That part came easy to him.<br>“Well, I didn't see that coming.” He said in a carefree tone, “I guess your case is truly unique. Unfortunately for you I'm going to have to see it now. You don't have much choice in the matter really, you see I've been recording everything you've said. With me being a teacher and all I have access to every student e-mail in the state. If you don't want his footage sent to all of your friends you'll do exactly as I say.”<br>Just saying that gave Phillip a full hard on, he knew she would do as he said. She had no choice really. For someone like her the most important thing in the world is keeping it a secret and if she went to anyone to tattle he might get ruined but so would she. No there was only one way she could get out of this, she was going to be his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 09:46:15</strong>
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				She gaped at him, wideyed.<br>"No, you... you couldn't..." she stammered, her cheeks flushing bright red at the very thought of everyone knowing. It took her a moment to realise fully what he meant.<br>"Y... you want to see it? Now? And then you'll delete the footage?" she asked, her own mind still spinning and trying to find a way out of the trap she'd walked into unknowingly.
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				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 12:09:57</strong>
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				“Yes, I do want to see it,” came Phillips reply, “but I can't guarantee that I'll delete the footage. How else am I to protect myself, I need that footage to keep you quite and obedient.”<br><br>He could feel his dick throbbing as it stuck out of his pants to hide under his shirt. It came an inch or so above his belly button and was as thick as the cardboard from a toilet paper roll, circumcised and straight as an arrow.<br><br>Phillip stood and walked around his desk stopping to lean on it in front of Sandra. His manhood obvious to her if she so much as glanced.<br><br>“Now lets see it, or I could just go ahead and start working on a few e-mails”
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 12:27:06</strong>
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				The 'girl' was a little too worried about the situation she was in to look at the teacher's member. Quivering, she slowly stood up. She was very aware of both his eyes and the hidden camera as she raised the hem of her short skirt. In spite of this... or, perhaps, because of it... the panties were tented out by her small but well-formed member, the strengthened elastic holding it against her smooth tummy.<br><br>She hooked down the panties, allowing it to spring free, the solid shaft standing away from her in accompaniment to the large, firm breasts filling out her blouse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 19:57:08</strong>
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				Phillip drank it in, he had never expected to be turned on by a penis but here he was horny as fuck and staring at one attached to a beautiful young woman. He stood up and leaned towards Sandra, his eyes drawing her focus away from his hands. <br><br>His right one took hers and pulled it to where his rock hard pole stood begging for attention just as his left hand firmly grasped the base of her cock. With his head against hers he whispered into her ear, “Your going to go down on me now. Don't worry if your not very good, by the end of the year you'll have had lots of practice.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 01:02:27</strong>
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				"N... no, I can't," she protested, although there was no ring of conviction in her voice. Her hand didn't pull away, settling on his bulge where placed without resistence, and her eyes were large and pleading... for what, was less obvious.
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				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 01:59:42</strong>
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				“Remember darling, you don't have much of a choice,” Phillip said as he began to undo his belt. He pulled it free of his belt loops and then unbuttoned his pants before sliding the zipper all the way down. He was wearing black silk boxers which barely held back his massive cock. “Here, lets take off your shirt so I can see you better while you suck me off,” Phillip said as he reached for the top button on her shirt. “After we get this and your bra off you should probably have a seat, you'll have a better angle from the chair.”
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				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 08:36:21</strong>
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				She didn't resist as her blouse was unbuttoned, and the bra was light, lacy silk. Her breasts sprang free, full and pert and appreciatively large, and very obviously real. Her nipples were small, pink, and almost painfully hard and pointed. She allowed him to fondle them if he wished, and then slowly sat back on the chair, her skirt draped over her erection.
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				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>20-03-2007, 07:08:22</strong>
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				Phillip took a step towards the girl, he didn't even know her name, with eager anticipation. He was about to get his dick sucked by a girl with an erection. He took her hand and once again placed it on his hard cock. “Maybe after you get it nice and wet I'll bend you over and stick it in your ass. Would you like that? Well, we'll see in a minute won't we?” he said to the half naked girl.
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				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>20-03-2007, 08:36:47</strong>
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				The girl couldn't even respond, just letting out a light whimper before slowly tugging down the black boxers. His impressive shaft sprang free, and she leaned forward to press her lips to it, then let it push into her mouth. After a pause to let her mind get around what was happening, she started a rhythmic sucking and bobbing movement, making his cock essentially fuck her pretty mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>21-03-2007, 08:49:32</strong>
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				Phillip watched as her sweet lips took his cock into her mouth time and time again. Each movement of her head sent thrills of pleasure through his hips and up his back. He could feel his toes curled against the bottom of his shoes struggling to keep balance as he stood there. She was wonderful. So young, so innocent, so.... dirty. And to think everything was&nbsp; being filmed to watch over and over again. For a moment he almost lost his balance as her soft wet tongue rolled against the tip of his shaft. He knew he couldn't take much more of this but couldn't bring himself to stop her just yet. Just another minute he thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 08:29:49</strong>
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				by now Sandra had settled into the rhythm, one hand around the base of his shaft and the other on his hip. She realised she was servicing him quite willingly with her mouth, enjoying the sensations and the thought, tonguing and licking every so often to increase his pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhyal</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 20:40:24</strong>
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				Phillip could tell this girl was enjoying what she was doing. If this was her first time giving head then she was what you would call a natural. <br><br>He could feel the pressure building up under his cock, he knew that a few more strokes of her tongue would send him over the edge. Soon if he didn't stop her he would fill her mouth with cum. He could visualize how her face would look smeared with his hot, sticky juices.<br><br>He felt just a bit escape the tip of his shaft, its thick whiteness getting caught on the corner of the girls lips as she once again plunged his cock deep into her throat.<br><br>He had to stop her now, another moment and it would be too late.<br><br>He reached down and took his dripping cock into his own hands blocking her way to it.<br><br>“I don't want to come yet, I want this to last all afternoon.” Phillip said as he pulled the girl to her feet. “What is your name anyway?”<br><br>With her now standing he could reach her small member. He lifted the tented skirt that was hiding it and took it by the base, gently and slowly massaging it much like he'd done to himself thousands of times. He could feel how hard it was, how solid. <br><br>He almost came from shear excitement. Fighting down the need to for release he lowered himself to his knees and for the first time in his life took a dick into his mouth.<br><br>It was smooth and had no taste to speak of, not like the sour taste of a woman. If anything it tasted good. He tried to mimic how this girl had serviced him just moments before, sliding his tongue against the underside of her dick, occasionally swirling it all the way around the smooth head, bobbing his head all the time, and careful of his teeth. <br><br>Giving this 'girl' head was exciting, he found himself enjoying it. He wanted to make 'her' cum. If he could he would use her juice to lube his dick and fuck her ass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: College Curiosity (Kitikat and Rhyal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitikat</strong> on <strong>23-03-2007, 08:29:29</strong>
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				"Sandra," she answered as she was pulled to her feet. She was breathing hard, and the signs of saliva and the hint of cum at the corner of her mouth was very erotic. She gasped loudly as his mouth enclosed her member, shuddering. It wasn't long before she was whimpering, her hips jumping.<br>"Mmh... I... I'm going to... uh... c..."<br>Abruptly her cock was pulsing, jumping in his mouth as the first jet of her orgasm shot out.
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