Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)
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				Title: <strong>Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>11-09-2009, 12:38:48</strong>
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				Coach Zachery McPherson had heard plenty of locker room bragging all of his career. He taught science and coached soccer at a high school, that was to be expected.<br><br>What wasn't to be expected was that one by one his star players were all adding a new notch to their belts. When he heard she was an older woman, he had no complaints- everyone involved was consenting so he let it slide. But he's since discovered who she was.<br><br>Mrs. Leanna Roberts, the History Teacher. Coach McPherson waited until after school was out- he owed her that much, but now that the last bell had sounded they needed to have a talk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 05:50:03</strong>
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				Leanna watched her last class file out, her eyes catching the gaze of one of her students as he approached her desk.<br><br>"Yes, Kevin?" Leaning back, she purposely crossed her arms under her chest, her breasts swelling more as her unbuttoned cardigan framed the tops gently. She watched as the student eyed the other teenagers filing out of the classroom, and as the door latched shut, he grinned at her.<br><br>"I thought I was to get a tutoring session tonight Mrs. Roberts." Shaking her head, Leanna stood up and and took Kevin's hand, tugging him close until his body pressed to hers. Teenagers...she hadn't even touched him and he was already hard.<br><br>"Not tonight dear. I have a teacher meeting with Coach McPherson, and I think he's coming here." Wanting to keep Kevin interested, Leanna took his hands and placed them on her breasts, biting her lip as he immediately began massaging them with his rough fingers. "Mmm."<br><br>"Please?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 13:01:37</strong>
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				The Coach walks like a man on a mission, polite but clear that he has plans and they do not include being that social. Fortunately, with the last bell of the afternoon the halls were nearly vacant anyway.<br><br>He really wasn't sure why this got to him so much. According to locker room rumors at least 4 of his senior starters have enjoyed "private tutoring" with Mrs. Roberts. Normally he'd write it off, the starters were old enough to know what they doing and she didn't seem interested in much more then sex and never let on otherwise.<br><br>What was it then? For a little while he thinks it's because she's married but that's not it. It's never stopped him from sleeping with married women before. Heck, he was pretty sure that biologically he was the father of all three of the principal's kids- what was it?<br><br>Sure the fact that she was a teacher wasn't ideal, he's been propositioned by students a few times himself- but he turned them down gently until after they graduated. But did he feel enough about it for it to eat at him like this? He didn't think so.<br><br>In the end he just wonders if he just thinks it's because teenage boys don't know how to treat a total knockout like she was.<br><br>He knocks a couple times on her door out of habit and opens quickly, and immediately what he sees results in daggers in his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 18:36:54</strong>
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				"That's it Kevin, use your tongue." Mrs. Roberts hadn't planned on this, but she couldn't let him walk away with just a feel. As soon as his fingers touched her breasts, he'd managed to tug down her top and bra on one breast, exposing her round nipple, it's excitement obvious for the teen's mouth as it stuck out.<br><br>Moving and sitting, Leanna opened her legs and let Kevin kneel down between them, his arms wrapped around her waist, his mouth pressed to her left breast as he sucked and licked at the hard nipple that tickled his cheek. "That's a good boy." <br><br>As she reached to undo his pants, she knew she was risking a lot. If the Coach walked in on this she'd probably get fired, but poor Kevin looked like he ached for relief. Kevin was the newest one for Leanna, his virginity still in tact but maybe for only another week. She could always get him off and warn him to get home and take a shower quickly. Reaching into his pants, her fingers found what she was looking for, straining against his boxers.<br><br>A whimper escaped the boys lips as he continued to suck on her nipple, his usual cocky attitude gone leaving him helpless in her presence. Just as her hand wrapped around his cock, the door opened and Leanna's head shot up.<br><br>"Oh dear." Pulling her hand away, she looked at Kevin who hadn't even noticed, his mouth continuing to suckle her nipple. "Kevin, go." As the boy's mouth pulled away, Leanna covered herself slowly, and smiled at the teen as he scrambled to get his backpack and rush past the Coach, not even hesitating as he ran down the hall. Crossing her legs, Mrs. Roberts smiled. "How can I help you Coach?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 21:39:56</strong>
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				"<strong>Oh, you already did.</strong>" he immediately responds- the tension with a bit of rage almost palatable in his voice.<br><br>"<strong>I was going to ask if any of the rumors were true, but I caught you with your hand in the proverbial cookie jar- didn't I?</strong>" he begins, shutting the door and locking it. Why did this get to him so much? It's not like him to care if a woman is sleeping around on her husband. Hell, it's not uncommon that he's the other man.<br><br>"<strong>So, I'm going to skip to my next question and save us some time. How many of my players have you fucked? And if you tell me that Kevin would have been the first we both know that's bullshit so save it.</strong>"<br><br><em>Damn, this is really getting to me for some reason.</em> he mentally chides himself, stepping closer to her.<br><br>"<strong>Hell, how many kids have you fucked overall?</strong>" he adds, wondering what he'd do with what her answers. He definitely knew there were answers he'd reply with a beating, and he hoped she stuck to seniors- there was a huge difference between a willing 17-18 year old and a confused 14-15 year old.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 03:23:29</strong>
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				For a moment, Leanna felt very very nervous. Coach McPherson was angry, and she couldn't figure out why. What did it matter who she slept around with? <br><br>When she went to get in his face, she grinned a little, and began a different approach. "If you're wondering the question you didn't ask, they are all legal." Reaching down a bit, she tugged on her top straightening it before buttoning up her sweater. "Kevin is not the first, but he's very very good, so I think he'll be a good one to keep around." Standing slowly, Leanna walked over and stood close to the man.<br><br>"Look Zachery, what is it that you really want to know, I doubt it's how many teenagers I've taken on that desk, or against this door."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 04:13:29</strong>
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				"<strong>That's just it- it is. Damn it, did you hear what you just said? 'Teenagers' was the key word.</strong>" he counters, images of sex scandals in high school past entering his head.<br><br>"<strong>I mean, you want to fool around it's your business- I'm not going to stop you. But at least hit the colleges or the bars or other faculty or something along those lines. My issue is that you're screwing students- legal age or not do you want to be known as a kiddie fucker? Because that's what they'll paint this as.</strong>"<br><br>Stepping up even closer, at this point he can even get her smell- and he doesn't blame the boys at all really. Curvy, experienced, feminine- she's probably stared in more wank fantasies then Zach wants to know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 04:47:57</strong>
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				Eyeing him up and down, Leanna's heart pounded. He smelled so masculine, and it was obvious by his behavior he'd take her over that desk and hold her down while doing it. Ugh, her husband never touched her like that, and she was always having to tell the boys what to do. <br><br>"Uggh." Turning, Leanna walked over sitting on her desk, her legs crossing causing her skirt to ride up a little. "Fine? What do you want me to do? Fuck you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 05:08:22</strong>
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				Zachery strides up to her, confident and a little miffed at her spite. This wasn't about him, the fact that he wanted to tie her up in his office, or bang her in the gym showers, or anything like that.<br><br>The urge to dominate does however get it's say. With Leanna sitting on her desk he walks right up into her face and gives a push. Nothing too hard, just enough so that she falls backwards- closer to laying on her back on the desk instead of sitting any more.<br><br>"<strong>Is that what it will take to get you to stop wasting your time on little boys?</strong>"<br><br>He mentally is a little surprised himself, he meant to say to 'stop fucking little boys' but the other way just came out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 06:17:10</strong>
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				Gasping, Leanna held herself up just by her hands against the edge of her desk, her legs opening slightly as she caught herself.<br><br>"You know, this is harassment, and I'll get you fired if you--" She stopped as his scent filled her nose. God he smelled...like a man. Not like the <em>Curve</em> the boys wore...but a real man's scent.<br><br>"I...um..." Her hands shook, her body began to heat up quickly. "What do you want of me?" What the hell was she saying?!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 07:19:23</strong>
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				"<strong>An honest answer.</strong>" he snaps back, stepping closer. He makes no moves toward his clothes- he adjust nothings and his hands are in clear sight crossed over his chest. He does however step forward so that Leanna would be hard pressed to close her legs.<br><br>"<strong>Don't talk to me about getting people fired, what you are doing could bar you from teaching. I want to know is getting fucked by a man what it will take for you to stop fucking little boys?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 06:08:21</strong>
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				Leanna reached up and slapped the coach across the face, the sound of her skin across his echoing in the classroom.<br><br>"My husband is a man thank you very much." Holding to the desk, she winced as her now tender palm pressed to the desk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 18:50:55</strong>
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				"<strong>If he is doing such a bad job in the sack that adding little boys to your 'have fucked' list seems like a good idea then he's a eunuch.</strong>" he counters, feeling the slap.<br><br>He certainly doesn't carry designs toward raping her, but he's feeling a little vindictive after the slap. He muscles his way deeper into between Leanna's legs without removing clothing. His arms uncross, reaching down and leaning over- putting weight in keeping her arms down.<br><br>"<strong>And that doesn't answer my question. Do I have to fuck you here and now to get you to leave your students alone?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 05:55:11</strong>
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				Leaning in, Leanna attempted to hide the fact that she slept with her students because they all were coached by him. "You want to fuck me don't you?"<br><br>Shifting herself upward gently, she began to tug on his shirt as his mouth was guided near hers. "This is what you want isn't it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 03:17:36</strong>
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				A moment of conflict enters his head as he considers his next actions, a moment of doubt as he considers the possibility of it all being a trap. The tugs on the shirt are what ends the indecision for him.<br><br>"<strong>Yes,</strong>" he grunts, pushing her back down- and following her. He lays on top of her going for a hungry kiss that screams primal need.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 17:37:34</strong>
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				His mouth felt warm and soft, yet the kiss itself was hard and full of force. Moaning, Leanna kissed back with a sudden hunger, grinning as she bit his bottom lip.<br><br>"Be careful what you wish for coach."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 21:22:20</strong>
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				"<strong>Funny, I was about to say the same thing.</strong>" he chuckles, his hands making their way under her back- beginning to explore her body through her clothes. Not touching any erogenous zones right away.<br><br>"<strong>Because something tells me this isn't one way.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>30-12-2009, 04:06:53</strong>
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				Letting out a slow breath, Leanna leaned up pressing her lips into his neck, her teeth coming out nipping at the skin gently. <br><br>"How long have yo--" Her head jerked to the door when a knocked appeared, followed by a teenage boy popping in.<br><br>"Mrs. Roberts can we set--up..." The boy's mouth stopped working as he glared.<br><br>"Oh hello Ryan." Grinning a little, Leanna looked up at Zach. "I'm sure you know your coach."<br><br>"Get away from her. She's mine." Giggling a little, Leanna covered her mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 00:58:32</strong>
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				"<strong>Kid,</strong>" he begins in his coach voice, "<strong>you're just a boy. Go back to playing with the girls, this is a Woman. You may think you have an idea of what to do with one- but what idea you do have was probably given to you by her.<br><br>In short- be grateful for what you got, go back to the girls, and leave the actual Women to the Men.</strong>" he sneers- slapping her ass for emphasis.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 08:11:54</strong>
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				The slap rolled Leanna's head back, the pain stinging her skin as she grinned and moaned.<br><br>"But...but..." Looking over, the hurt look on the boy's face made her feel a little guilty.<br><br>"You should go dear. We'll talk later." As he backed out, Leanna looked at the coach. "They're so good, but get so attached."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 11:21:31</strong>
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				"<strong>The take coaching well, I'll give them that.</strong>" Zach comments, chuckling a bit as his hands take the long way up to her blouse.<br><br>"<strong>But nothing replaces experience, isn't that right?</strong>" he remarks, starting to unbutton her clothes slowly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 06:35:13</strong>
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				Grinning, Leanna reached and finished undoing Zach's clothing, then bending down pressing her mouth to his skin, making her way in kisses to his nipple then blowing on it. "Mmmm...something tells me i'm about to see what a real man feels like." <br><br>Ryan glared on from the small window on the door, watching his 'love' play with the coach just as she played him. This was complete crap!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 11:40:48</strong>
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				"<strong>Something told you right, why don't you suck my cock for a bit.</strong>" he adds, a little snicker going into his voice. It wasn't entirely fair on Ryan really- making him watch. Well, strictly speaking neither of them "knew" he was there. . .<br><br>Ah hell, he may learn something to impress his girlfriend with. Reaching down, he starts making sure he's not the only one getting undressed- not at all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 23:06:10</strong>
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				Kneeling to the floor, Leanna began kissing her way along his stomach, her lips grazing his skin as she would make a trail down his body. Her eyes lifted to the small window at the door and she looked at her student, the anger in his eyes as she moaned, the obvious pleasure from her closing eyes as she tugged down on Zach's slacks and boxers, moving her tongue along the newly visible skin. She was used to boys writhing and having to take breaks from reacting too fast, and the whole thing being over too soon. Something told her that wasn't going to be the case here.<br><br>"How do you like it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 23:39:26</strong>
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				"<strong>Like you're really appreciating what you see. Passionate, intense- I can take it. Unlike the boys you've been trying to break in.</strong>" Zack comments, not really looking to see if there's an audience anymore.<br><br>His hand moves to her head as she lowers, moving hair out of her face so he can watch those eyes.<br><br>"<strong>Show me what you got.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 08:07:30</strong>
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				Nodding, Leanna began to kiss her way along Zach's stomach, her hand wrapping around his member squeezing it just tight enough to feel resistance in her grip, before moving her lips to the head of what she held to. As she flattened her tongue, she lapped at the tip repeatedly, slowly, moaning slightly as she took in his scent and smell. He was musky, nothing like the boys who seemed to bathe themselves in "Curve" cologne even as a body wash. <br><br>Opening her mouth, her hand fell to his hip as she wrapped her lips around him, and suckled tight to his shaft.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 07:53:24</strong>
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				Zach approves, showing it with putting his hand on her head and wiping her hair away from her face. <br><br>"<strong>That's good,</strong>" he replies, "<strong>But you need to show me how much you love this cock before you get any.</strong>"<br><br>His hand goes to the back of her head to encourage her to take more into her mouth.<br><br>"<strong>You can start by taking in more.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 01:05:19</strong>
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				Leanna's eyes opened for a moment as she felt her head get eased down, her throat fighting what was pressing into it. Normally she was in control, what was this...she was liking it?<br><br>Coughing slightly, her nails pressed through Zach's clothing as she tried to take a breath, her throat relaxing letting her move even closer as she suckled to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 09:03:11</strong>
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				Zach groans his approval as Leanna's throat accepts more of his cock. His hips begin moving back and forth a bit to really get the feel of deep throating her.<br><br>"<strong>Nice,</strong>" he chuckles, "<strong>You must really like my cock.</strong>"<br><br>He just takes a moment to enjoy it, then his hand on the back of her head starts pushing to start a rhythm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 07:49:46</strong>
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				Leanna's eyes close as she lets out a moan in response to Zach's question, her eyes darting behind her eyelids as she begins sucking tighter to him. <em>"Oh yeah Zach, I'm loving this mmm."</em><br><br>Letting go of all her concerns, inhibitions, her fear of another student walking in, she lets her tongue start doing the work on his hard throbbing member. Reaching up, her hands grasp at Zach's hips as she forcing herself down until she coughs, choking slightly before tugging back and looking up at him before repeating the movements.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 06:11:41</strong>
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				The Gym teacher smiles as she tries taking him in deeper in her mouth. He was big down there, comparatively speaking. It had to be difficult. In his mind he purposely avoids the obvious 'hard' pun as he continues.<br><br>"<strong>Trying to deep throat me? You may need a better angle.</strong>" he responds, moving his hips in time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 07:25:40</strong>
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				As the teacher's throat constricted around the man's hard shaft, her eyes watered. He was thick, and longer than she could handle, it'd been so long since she'd felt a real man use her, and as she pinched his hips with her nails, she stared up at Zach with a look of sheer lust and excitement. Her legs opened letting the edges of her skirt glide up a bit on her thighs, the edges of her lacy pantyhose revealing themselves making her even more wet knowing he was getting to see all of her.<br><br>Tugging back for a moment, she took in a deep breath and quickly wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking him so no pleasure escaped him. "You are big, and I don't mind deep throating. I actually love choking, being choked, all of that." Leanna's eyes flicked for a moment up then back at him as she stroked. Why was she opening up to this man? He didn't care about her wants or desires.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 08:01:46</strong>
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				"<strong>Oh really?</strong>" he chuckles, already thinking of ways to use this information. His belt immediately comes to mind.<br><br>"<strong>How do you feel about a striptease?</strong>" he asks, said ideas starting to solidify.<br><br>"<strong>You any good at putting on a show?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 08:05:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pulling back, Leanna's first instinct was to be honest and tell him she'd rarely done that. She didn't want to step out of her comfort zone and strip, and that it made her uncomfortable. But for some stranger reason she knew either way he was going to have her do as he desired.<br><br>"Sure..." Standing up, she stepped back until she was in her usual teaching "box" at the front of the classroom, and waited for him to get comfortable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 08:14:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zach gets comfortable alright. Leanna may be in her teaching box but Zach takes her chair, pulling it to a side of her desk to give her a bit of distance. He doesn't really know about her box but he does end up outside it, if not by far.<br><br>His cock is still free of course.<br><br>The belt comes out, and he twists it around his hands as he watches intensely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>leelan</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 08:24:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leanna's eyes flicked down to the belt, nervous as she began to move her hips slowly back and forth, her hands sliding along her clothed breasts before reaching up unbuttoning her blouse slowly. Her moan was soft as she let the tops of her breasts appear, then lower until the black corset she wore under her attire appeared.<br><br>"Like what you see Zach?" Turning around, she bent over and tugged her skirt up, a pair of matching lace boyshort panties appearing for his view before bouncing her hips up and down a little.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ahead of the Curve (leelan and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 23:27:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zach's smile gives a simple 'of course I am', his unbelted hand given her ass a good slap in appreciating of fine female flesh.<br><br>"<strong>I don't know,</strong>" he adds, obviously being a bit cheeky, "<strong>Going to have to see more. A full work down may be in order.</strong>"<br><br>His chair does happen to end up a bit closer for the effort.
			</dd>
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