I Need Help With My Homework [Newbie & pleaseteaseme]
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				Title: <strong>I Need Help With My Homework [Newbie &amp; pleaseteaseme]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 13:23:03</strong>
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				Michael Jones sat in his chair at the back of the class room. One eye was on the clock, and the other was on the teacher who was walking around handing out the results of last weeks Maths test that they had all done, well apart from Brad the football captain who had once again been mysteriously absent on the day of a test. He always found it quite amusing to watch people as they received their result and the reaction that they gave. Some people clapping their hands together in joy, some looking totally horrified at how badly they had done, and others turning straight to their friends to compare results. As Michael's was placed on the table he took a glance and smiled proudly, the big 'A+' written in red pen was once again adorning his work, and he picked it up to study where he had dropped a couple of marks.<br><br>He ran his hand through his medium length brown hair, brushing it out of his face as he looked through the work, his slightly messy hair style suited him rather well. He had tried putting gel and styling cream on it, but he just seemed to look even more of a dork than usual when he did, and looking even more of a stereotypical geek was the last thing that he wanted. Whilst Michael was associated with that social class at school he didn't exactly look like one, though maybe his friends flattered him a little in that respect, after all one of his best friends was nicknamed Milhouse, after the character in the Simpson's. The resemblance was quite uncanny it had to be said. It's probably fair to say that if Michael was able to open up and talk to people more comfortably he could fit in with much cooler people, but that was his problem. He was shy, he was quiet, and he didn't know how to change it. It might of helped had he been better at sports too, but his slim 6ft frame wasn't made for sports. He could run well, and for a long time too, but when it came to kicking or throwing a ball he failed miserably, for it was like his limbs were being controlled by someone else.<br><br>The teacher however didn't stop at his desk to have a work like he did at some other, he only seemed to stop if you did badly, or exceeded expectations then he would offer some congratulations, sadly for Sarah sat in front of him it was for the former. Though he couldn't see what mark she had gotten, it obviously wasn't a great one. Sarah never seemed to bothered by her bad marks though, and though it didn't even concern Michael what marks she had gotten, he, like pretty much every guy at school took an interest in what Sarah was doing. The reason for it became clear as soon as you looked in her direction. <br><br>To get to the point, Sarah was hot, really hot infact. She was tall, she was slim, she had amazing curves, the face of an angel and blonde hair that shimmered as she moved. It had to be said that should she ask for the slightest bit of help on anything there would be a queue of guys offering their assistance. She always seemed quite sweet though, especially when compared to some of her friends who you could class as easy, or a bit slutty, but then Michael only knew this from the guys in the changing rooms talked about, he could of had it all very wrong. Sarah was frequently spoken about though, the guys asking eachother if they'd seem how her tight jeans clung to her behind, and of course, they all had. Word had been mentioned a few times though that she was a bit of a tease, though nothing more than that had been said on the matter, and Michael just presumed it was the jocks getting a bit annoyed that she hadn't put out on the first date, or something like that. Michael wasn't stupid though, he knew he wasn't going to get with her, he wasn't sure he'd ever spoken to her other than when she had turned around and asked to borrow a pen, or that time they had to sit together in the computer lab to do a project.<br><br>Class was just about done, and like most of his fellow pupils he was hurriedly jotting down what had to be done prior to next lesson as quick as he could, so that come the time when the bell rang he could get on out of here as soon as possible. His timing was impeccable, and as he put the lid on his pen the bell rang, and what followed was the sound of just about every student sliding back their chairs and putting their things in their bags, the teacher trying to shout a few last things over the top of the noise of it all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I Need Help With My Homework [Newbie &amp; pleaseteaseme]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 15:05:22</strong>
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				Sarah King sat near the back of the classroom.&nbsp; She pulled her phone out of its hiding spot in her binder, while her math teacher wandered the classroom handing back graded tests.&nbsp; Sarah didn’t have much interest in what he was saying, or in the tests he was handing back.&nbsp; She didn’t even know what the test was about, let alone care what she had scored on it.<br><br>She was more interested in her friends, Tiffany and Amber who sat on her left and right respectively.&nbsp; Tiffany was regaling her friends, through texting, about how she’d managed to convince one of the nerdy guys in her English class to write a 5,000 word essay the night before it was due, without having to pay him a cent!&nbsp; All she’d had to do, she claimed, was promise to help him out, in her own area of expertise.&nbsp; Of course, she had no intention of doing so, now that she’d handed the essay in and didn’t need him anymore.<br><br>Sarah was amazed as Tiffany told her story.&nbsp; Tiffany was always known as being something of an easy girl, but the idea of not even having to follow through with what she’d promised sent a shiver of excitement through Sarah.<br><br>“Do you think it would work in this class?” Sarah texted her friends.<br><br>“OMG!&nbsp; Sarah if you asked any guy in this room to do anything they’d climb all over one another to do it, in an instant!&nbsp; Even Mr. Collings, LOL” came Amber’s reply.&nbsp; Sarah smiled to herself.&nbsp; It was true, she knew.&nbsp; She was a particularly gorgeous young woman, with shoulder length blonde hair and an athletic figure.&nbsp; If she so much as whispered something slightly provocative the room would have dropped into a dead silence to hear her every word.<br><br>“… and, King,” came her monotone math teacher’s voice as he dropped her test in front of her.&nbsp; “Sadly, this is a new personal best for you.”&nbsp; Sarah rolled her eyes.&nbsp; “Congratulations,” he said, unenthusiastically, and moved on.&nbsp; She looked through the paper nonchalantly, more interested in looking for the note at the end than what she’d done wrong.&nbsp; She found her teacher’s scribbles at the end of the page.&nbsp; “COME SEE ME” it said in thick, red pen.&nbsp; Sarah just rolled her eyes again; he always asked her to see him, even if she passed.<br><br>Sarah crossed her legs, and looked, as casually and unnoticeably as possible, around the room at her potential helpers.&nbsp; She tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, and pretended to reach around into her bag, when she saw Michael sitting behind her, looking at his test with a big, happy smile on his face.<br><br>He was so quiet, she had totally forgotten he was in this class, but she hadn’t forgotten who he was.&nbsp; They had been paired up for a lab assignment a few months ago, and he had sat in almost complete silence the entire time.&nbsp; He said the odd thing to her; asked her for her opinion on something he was tinkering with, or to read him a number, but for the most part, she had sat playing with her phone while he had done their entire project.&nbsp; She remembered once, having to reach over him for a pencil, and she’d withdrawn her arm she could see his cock already starting to poke at the seams of his pants.&nbsp; She had smiled politely, and secretly relished the moment, as she always did when she knew she’d successfully teased someone so.<br><br>Sarah looked back to her desk with a smile on her own face now.<br><br>“You guys go ahead today, I’m going to stay after class and talk to Mr. Collings,” she texted them, before putting her phone away into her binder.<br><br>Sarah sat nervously in her desk for those last few minutes of class.&nbsp; Mr Collings was droning on about homework, or about exams, some tediously unimportant topic, but Sarah was too distracted, thinking about what she was going to do next.<br><br>The bell rang, suddenly, with Mr. Collings yelling over the scraping of chairs about tomorrow’s homework.<br><br>Sarah got to her feet, slowly, as her two friends rushed out of the room, along with most of the rest of the class.<br><br>She turned around and put her binder into her bag, half bent over, and looked up at the nerdy, yet not entirely unappealing, boy behind her.&nbsp; She was wearing a low-cut top, and a pair of dark blue denim jeans that hugged her body closer than was likely safe.&nbsp; She knew he could see down her shirt; she had counted on it.&nbsp; She bit her lip again, and acted kind of embarrassed about blocking him, but smiled politely as she stood back up, bookbag in hand.<br><br>“It’s Michael, right?” she asked, pretending to be aloof.&nbsp; “I don’t know if you remember me, but my name’s Sarah.&nbsp; We worked on a lab together earlier this year, remember?”&nbsp; She spoke as sweetly as she could, and tucked another strand of errant blonde hair behind her ear.&nbsp; Of course he remembered her; she knew that; no one ever forgot her.&nbsp; “If you’re not busy right now,” she continued, “Maybe I could ask you for some help with my homework.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I Need Help With My Homework [Newbie &amp; pleaseteaseme]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 15:32:19</strong>
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				Michael shoved his things into his bag in no particular order, like everyone else he was eager to get out of here for the day and head home. For sure he did well at school, but that didn't mean he didn't want to be here any longer than he needed, for he much preferred studying at home away from the jerks in his year, and he could freely text or message his friends online in between doing work, though it would be easy for one to get the impression that someone like him loved school.<br><br>As he stood up to get ready to leave he noticed he had quite the view down Sarah's top, able to see the top of her cleavage as she leaned forward to put her things into her bag. Not only that but he was able to admire her figure as she bent forward, the things he would do to get to have his hands on her. It was a common thought of Michael's, having his hands on a lovely young lady, and more often than not that woman was Sarah, for after all, she was gorgeous. She was a strange case though, for she wasn't a dumb blonde or anything like that which some people might associate with someone of her appearance, though her grades did little to stop such slander, it was clear she was very clever, she just wasn't willing to apply herself in classes. Mr Collings knew that too, and the way he quite publicly gave her a bad grade for all to hear was probably some lame attempt of his to get her to buck up her ideas inc lass, though it would do little in truth.<br><br>His path out of the classroom though was blocked by the bending Sarah, and as she looked up at him she did what he quite possibly least expect, for she spoke to him. It said it all about Michael's social standing and skills that she felt the need to introduce herself to him despite them having been in the same class for the whole year.<br><br>"Erm, yeah, that's right." he said as she asked him if his name was Michael, and he nodded as she asked if he remembered working with her a few weeks back. Her sweet tone made his body tingle, as did the fact that she was actually talking to him. He fully well knew who she was though, and he expected she probably knew that and was just asking to be polite. The time they had spent doing that project was one of his fondest memories, and even though they had hardly spoken, the words they had shared had felt amazing to him, not to mention when she had leaned over him, it had taken all of his will power and strength to keep his reactions hidden, or so he thought anyway.<br><br>The young man's eyes widened a little, and he felt his stomach tighten as Sarah went on to ask if he could help with her her work, if he wasn't busy. He did have plans for tonight, that being play video games with his friends and mess about on facebook in between, but such plans could easily be cancelled if it meant spending even 5 minutes in the company of Sarah King! "Sure... I mean, I'm not doing anything." he said to her, smiling at her slightly as he said it.<br><br>A part of him though expected her to burst out laughing and tell him that she was only kidding, but it didn't appear that way. "Should we go somewhere?" he asked her as he looked around at the emptying classroom. "To work, I mean." he said to her, feeling like everything he said he had to explain or improve upon for this goddess of a woman.
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				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 15:52:06</strong>
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				Sarah smiled sweetly when he agreed, trying to act humble about him accepting her offer though she knew there was only one thing he could have said.&nbsp; She cocked her head to the side and listened to him as he stumbled over his thoughts, clarifying that they needed a place to go, to work, and to only work.&nbsp; <em>Oh, if only you knew ... </em> she thought to herself.<br><br>"I was thinking I would meet you in the library in about five. minutes." she spoke slowly, pressing her lips against one another as if eating something delicious and sweet.&nbsp; All the while, her eyes were fixed on his.&nbsp; She held her hand up in front of him, as if to show him the value of five, in case he couldn't figure it out for himself.&nbsp; "I just have to change, okay?" she told him, more than asked, and twirled around on the spot.&nbsp; She looked back behind her, throwing her hair behind her shoulders as she did so.&nbsp; Her ass was cupped beautifully in her jeans, and she knew it, and she hoped he wouldn't forget it.&nbsp; "Don't keep me waiting," she teased him, playfully, her voice low and husky.<br><br>She turned her head away from him, and began walking slowly towards the door, making sure to take her time and to let him enjoy the view.
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				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 16:05:52</strong>
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				The sweet, almost angelic smile that she gave him as he comfirmed that he could help her made it feel like his hair was standing on end, she just looked so incredibly beautiful as she stood there cocking her head to the side as he spoke. <br><br>"Sure!" he replied rather enthusiastically, maybe a little too enthusiastically in all honesty, and he quickly corrected himself. "Sure, that would be fine." he said nodding his head as she moved her lips. The way their eyes met made his legs feel like jelly, what she was doing to him he didn't know, he just felt like his was flying on a cloud at just her speaking to him, and he nodded as she told him she had to go and change. Why she needed to change to go to the library he would never know, but it wasn't like he was going to question her on that now was it? <br><br>"I'll be there!" he said to her as she spun and walked out, Michael just standing on the spot for a moment as he watched her walk, her hips swaying so elegantly, her bum looking so good in her thigh jeans. His cheeks already felt a little warm at just that short exchange, and the front of his pants too felt a little tight, but he knew he had to compose himself should he want to not make a complete fool of himself, and with that he grabbed his things and pretty much ran to the library to await Sarah's arrival.
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				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 16:32:58</strong>
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				Sarah made her to way the locker, taking her time.&nbsp; She wasn't in any rush.&nbsp; He wasn't going to leave any time soon, and she wanted to take a few minutes to consider exactly what she was doing.<br><br>By the time she'd made it to her locker, she had already formulated a plan.&nbsp; She pulled her gym bag out of the locker and sifted through it to see what clothes she had to change into.&nbsp; She had a white, button-up blouse, a short blue and black plaid mini-skirt and her two-piece pink bathing suit.&nbsp; With a wicked smile, she gathered her mathbook into her gym bag and headed off to the washroom to change.&nbsp; Sarah was excited now, as she rushed into an empty stall, eager to get downstairs to the library.&nbsp; She tore her own clothes off, first her shirt which she slid over her head with ease, and then she shimmied her way out of her pants, before slipping off her delicate lacey white panties.&nbsp; And then she spent a moment, running her hands over her stomach, feeling the contours of her body, all the way up to her breasts.&nbsp; Gently touching her own nipples, she closed her eyes and thoughts of teasing this poor boy filled her head; it was as though she could sense the desperation of his body whenever he looked at her.&nbsp; Her nipples grew hard and tough, and she let out a small, barely audible, moan of pleasure.&nbsp; She wanted her nipples to be hard, and she wanted him to see it.<br><br>She put her bathing suit on, and then slid her street clothes over-top of them.&nbsp; The mini-skirt was very high on her legs, covering much less skin than was allowed by any other student, and her top was no better.&nbsp; Sarah did not have the biggest breasts in the world, but they were of a fair size, and firm, and through the tightness of her button-up blouse that was one size too small, it looked as if she was about to spill out of it.&nbsp; The buttons on the shirt strained and so did the fabric.&nbsp; She exited the stall and took a second to stare at herself in the mirror.&nbsp; She looked just like one of those schoolgirls that populated so many internet videos; short skirt, unbelievably tight shirt, and an innocent face.<br><br>Sarah smiled to herself again, and happily made her way towards the library.&nbsp; She pushed open the doors into the empty room, most of the students having left for the day, and even the librarian no where to be found.&nbsp; There was only Michael, sitting at one of the tables in the back of the large room, his books already open, waiting to offer any help he could to the beautiful young woman.<br><br>Sarah strode her way towards him, and before he could say anything, she spoke.&nbsp; "I'm so sorry for being late!" she apologized, sitting down directly across from him.
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				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 17:01:31</strong>
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				As Michael sat himself down in the library he looked around, the place was totally deserted, it seems even the librarian was in a rush to get home today. That might not be the worst thing ever though, as at least if she wasn't around he might be able to focus properly with Sarah, rather than having to worry about her disturbing them.<br><br>He pulled out his books though in anticipation of Sarah's arrival, however the next 5 minutes felt like the longest 5 minutes of his entire life as he waited for her to show up. By the time she did arrival it was closer to 10 minutes, and the thought of leaving had run through his head a good few times. It wouldn't of been unheard of for one of the pretty girls at school to get up the hopes of someone like him and then to just head off home and leave him there waiting, but when the door open he was delighted to find that she had decided to stick to her word, even if a little late.<br><br>The fact that she was late left his head as soon as she came closer, the young man simply looking at what she had changed into. If it were actually possible then there's a good chance that his jaw would actually have been resting on the wooden table that he was sat at. He looked over her with longing stares, his eyes working up and down her perfect figure as he looked over her smooth legs, the way the mini skirt flaunted her curvy hips, her smooth stomach, her ample breasts that were near spilling from her top, and up to her gorgeous face. It's fair to say he never stood a chance of resisting her, for before she had even sat down his erection was already nearly at full mast inside of his pants.<br><br>There was no way he was going to be able to concentrate on helping her work with her dressed like this, but at the same time, surely she'd just get freaked out of upset if he made a big deal out of what she was wearing? He had to try and stay strong and try and act as normal as possible.<br><br>As she sat herself down he tried desperately to look into her eyes, but it lasted a second, if that before his eyes darted down to her cleavage which was on show.<br><br>"It's no problem." he stuttered out in reply. "So..erm..." he started as he fought with his cock for control of his brain. "What is it you need help with exactly?" he asked her, looking across the table at her.
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				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 05:15:44</strong>
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				It hadn't taken more than a few seconds for his eyes to begin wandering over her body, and she had to fight to repress a grin as he ineptly tried to mask his roving eyes.&nbsp; She enjoyed the way he stared over her body; the way she could feel his eyes on her body, as though caressed by them.&nbsp; And, admittedly, she could feel heat building within her own body, at the thought of his hungry eyes falling on her.<br><br>"Well," she spoke softly now, as if daring him to move closer to hear her.&nbsp; "I don't understand this math.&nbsp; At all!&nbsp; Could you, maybe, do a few problems with me?&nbsp; Like, number two; I just don't understand it.&nbsp; What <em>is</em> a radial anyways?" she laughed, producing her math books and a pen.
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				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 12:43:02</strong>
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				As she spoke Michael did his very best to stay focused on what she was saying, though he knew just trying to think himself was now a chore, what with the delightful sight on offer to him should he wish to take it. What was worse was what she actually said, for there was no way he would be able to explain it to her properly from the other side of the table, for it would probably be even more awkward than him sitting beside her.<br><br>"It might be better if I show you..." he said as he picked up his chair and brought it round to her side of the table, swallowing hard as he saw her bare legs stretched out under the table, placing his own books down beside hers as he sat himself down. "Look, here..." he said as he started trying to explain a radial.
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				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 12:59:52</strong>
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				Smiling as he moved closer, she leaned in towards him as he explained it.&nbsp; Putting the tip of the pen in her mouth, she nodded along as he explained his way through the subject.<br><br>"You're really good at this," Sarah cooed, and as those first words fell out of her mouth, so did her pen--straight on to Michael's lap.&nbsp; "Oh, so sorry," she apologized, reaching her hand down to retrieve her pen.&nbsp; Of course, she didn't <em>just</em> grab the pen and remove her hand.&nbsp; She reached down, between his thighs, and slowly stroked the tip of his cock through his pants.&nbsp; "I'm just so clumsy sometimes," she explained, her eyes locked to his.
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				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 13:06:58</strong>
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				It's fair to say that Michael spent as much of the time watching her lips move over the pen as he did trying to teach her, the way they brushed against it was just so sexy.<br><br>When she dropped the pen though his eyes went wide, and he was planning on making a grab for the pen, but before he could even do so her hand was there, and it felt so good as her hand brushed over his erection. He gasped softly as her fingers stroked over the tip of his straining erection, and he laughed a little at her words as his eyes looked up to meet hers. "It's okay, don't worry about it, no problem." he said, trying to not sound awkward by what her hand was doing.
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				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 13:18:31</strong>
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				Abandoning all pretense, she kept her hand between his legs, rubbing his member so ... slowly.&nbsp; Leaning in, even closer to him now, she whispered and cooed in his ear.&nbsp; "I have to go; I'm late for a swim-team practice, but I would really ... <em>really</em>, like to continue this lesson with you.&nbsp; Maybe you could finish these problems for me, just this once, and I'll meet you back in here after practice."<br><br>Wrapping her hand around his engorged cock as best she could through his pants, she massaged it for him one last time, before pulling her hand away.&nbsp; "Hmm?"
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				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 13:25:22</strong>
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				As Sarah continued to so slowly stroke her fingers against his rigid erection, poor Michael didn't know what to say, or do! He gasped softly again, and his breathing got a little quicker, and deeper as his levels of arousal were rising at a quite alarming rate.<br><br>Her gentle whispers in his ear only complemented her slowly hand movements, and as she asked him if he would like to continue this after her swim lesson, well, was he ever going to say no? "I... ahhhh" he gasped as she squeezed it one last time and looked at him expectantly. "I guess, I mean, sure, I can do that." he said, thinking much more about continuing this than actually doing her homework, after all, it would be worth it to get a handjob, or maybe even more, for his mind was racing with possibilities.
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				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 13:46:46</strong>
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				She kissed him on the cheek, and quickly grabbed her bag from under the table.&nbsp; "I won't be too long.&nbsp; Promise!" she said, strutting away like a model on the catwalk.&nbsp; Smiling to herself as she left, she couldn't help but feel an excitement of her own.&nbsp; Not so much as getting away with using him for his brain, but the excitement of controlling him as thoroughly as she just had.&nbsp; With a little flick of her wrist, or a carefully whispered word, she more or less had a slave that would be willing to do anything for her, and all she had to do was pander to his base instincts.<br><br>Arriving late to the change-room, Sarah was alone and quickly changed out of her clothes and threw them into one of the empty gym lockers.&nbsp; It had occurred to her that she already late for practice, and she couldn't stop thinking about Michael.&nbsp; He had a gorgeous dick.&nbsp; Even trapped in his pants, she could tell that it wasn't a dud.&nbsp; And it wasn't look he was exactly hard on the eyes himself, in kind of a nerdy way.&nbsp; He was cute, she had to give him that.&nbsp; <em>Very cute</em> she thought to herself, her hands exploring the curves of her own body now.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and pictured him, there in the library all by himself.&nbsp; Surely it wasn't the first time he'd been in there by himself.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hands squeezed her breasts.<br><br>She wondered if he was touching himself right now, thinking about her lips; about how they would feel surrounding his cock and taking it into her mouth.&nbsp; She smiled to herself.&nbsp; <em>I bet I could make him beg me to jack him off; I bet I could make him beg me to let him do my homework for the rest of the year, just for one, little touch,</em> she smiled wickedly to herself as her own body moistened and strained more and more at her thoughts.<br><br>Sarah took a deep breath and prepared to join her teammates in the pool for what she hoped would be a short lesson.&nbsp; She still had so much to do.
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				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 14:01:18</strong>
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				Michael sat open mouthed and in a daze as Sarah left him with the sight of her swaying hips, and he in all honesty just sat there for a few minutes just staring at the desk before him replaying all that had just happened over and over again in his head. A part of him thought that it was just all a dream, after all, why would Sarah ever make a move on him? He wasn't complaining, the throbbing erection he had was proof of that.<br><br>He could still imagine how her hand had felt touching over his cock, and the way she had grabbed it before she had stood up, and it was fair to say all of these thoughts were keeping him very horny, and very erect. The young man reached down and touched his own cock in a similar way to that Sarah had done, and though it felt incredible, it just didn't feel quite as good, or as exciting as when she had so softly touched him. <br><br>The possibility that she was just doing this to use him never entered his mind, in fact it was something that probably would never enter his head, such was just how much she turned him on, all rational thinking leaving his mind as the blood rushed downwards to his groin. He was living the dream, Sarah King was hitting on him!<br><br>Michael wanted to be ready for when she returned though, and so he tried to focus on the work that she had left on the desk, though he ended up copying his own work for most of it, he made enough changes for it to be impossible to trace. Throughout though his hand kept finding its way back down between his legs, rubbing over the bulge which remained there, the thought of Sarah meaning it wouldn't go away, but at the same time, he didn't want to jack off and miss the chance of doing more with Sarah on her return.<br><br>The time she was gone though felt like hours! It wasn't of course that long, but such was Michael's excitement and anticipation for her return that the hands on the clock seemed to be forzen, when in reality it was just him looking up at it so often.<br><br>He had almost jumping from his seat when the door had once opened, his hand had been rubbing his crotch, but it was just another student from a lower year returning a book, and again he was left in peace as he eagerly anticipated Sarah's return.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: I Need Help With My Homework [Newbie &amp; pleaseteaseme]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Newbie</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 09:28:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Practice was slow for Sarah.&nbsp; More than once, she found herself lifting her head out of the water during a lap to look at the clock.&nbsp; Her excitement had taken control of her; she was far too excited to swim.&nbsp; She could only imagine the confusion and the the apprehension Michael was feeling as he waited, and his perceived misery thrilled her.&nbsp; She wanted to come back, and finding him just jacking off; thinking about her; saying her name, while he pleasured himself to the thought of something he would never have.<br><br>Eventually, practice came to an end and she rushed out of the pool and into the locker room.&nbsp; Sarah went straight for the showers, shedding her bathing suit and showering quickly.&nbsp; Within minutes, she was out of the locker room, leaving all of her teammates' behind.&nbsp; She walked as quickly as she could back down the hallways towards the library.&nbsp; It wasn't until she had almost arrived at the library again that she realized she hadn't changed into a bra--she hadn't even put panties on!&nbsp; When she had put the bathing suit on before going to the library the first time, she must have forgotten to pack her undergarments.&nbsp; Her small, pert nipples were already piercing through the tight, white fabric of her shirt.&nbsp; That she was still a little wet only made the problem worse; you could more or less see her breasts in their entirety.<br><br><em>Oh well,</em> she thought with a smile as she pushed open the doors to the library.&nbsp; Michael was still there, of course, and she headed over to see him right away, swinging her hips back and forth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: I Need Help With My Homework [Newbie &amp; pleaseteaseme]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 12:04:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael felt sick as he looked at the clock yet again, Sarah had only been gone for 45 minutes or so, but to him it felt like she'd been gone for an entire week!<br><br>He had finished her homework some 20 minutes ago, and since then he'd sat squirming about in his seat, his erection refusing to go away at the propsect of what he and Sarah might get up to when she finally returned from her swim practice.<br><br>It was fair to say Michael had lost count of the number of times he's rubbed, caressed and squeezed his crotch, and more than once he'd seriously considered running off to the boys room to take care of himself properly, but instead he remained her with his cock straining against his pants, and his reward was Sarah walking back in, looking utterly gorgeous. Her hair was still wet and it framed her face beautifully, her top was sticking to her breasts with moisture, such a sight only made his erection throb harder.<br><br>"Hey! You made it!" he cried out excitedly to her, it clear he was very happy to see her, both by the smile on his face, and the tent in his pants.
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