Author: Mr_Simon4815

Teacher’s Pet: Chapter 5

I’m sorry for the long delay, but I hope the wait was worth it! Don’t hesitate to let me know what you think! Enjoy!

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Lexi felt her pulse quicken as Mr. D’s footsteps came closer and closer. Nevertheless, she kept her eyes facing forward as she sensed him standing right behind her. She waved her exposed ass slowly back and forth in the air, hoping to entice him.

Paul looked down and admired the view…Lexi’s tight athletic teenage ass, her blue plaid skirt around her waist, the high heeled sandals forcing her on her tip toes, the gleam of her shaved pussy. Slowly, he traced a finger along the back of her hamstring, drawing it closer to her ass.

“Are you ready to learn what happens to girls when they dress like sluts to class?” He asked her, his voice quiet and monotone.

“Yes…” Lexi replied meekly as Paul placed the flat skin of his palm on her ass cheek. Almost as soon as she felt it, it lifted off her, only for her to feel the slap of his open palm against her flesh as Mr. D brought his hand down hard on her ass. Read more »

Teacher’s Pet Chapter 4

Here is chapter 4 to my ongoing story, and I’m just getting started! The first scene was a collaboration between me and my “number one fan.” Let me know what you think in the comments!

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As Lexi looked at herself in the mirror, she almost didn’t recognize what she saw. Gone was the obedient, perfect little girl her parents and classmates saw her as, always encouraged to dress modestly, to repress her sexuality to conform to society’s standards. That girl wasn’t who she was anymore.

The vision in front of her was something else entirely. She saw herself, hair a mess, face absolutely covered in Mr. D’s thick, white cum, sports bra disheveled and stained. She stood there looking, and ran her fingers in between her legs, feeling how soaking wet she was. As she watched herself in the mirror, her other hand reached up to feel the drying cum on her cheek with a shudder and a silent moan. Read more »

Teacher’s Pet: Chapter 3

Here is part 3 of my story! Still plenty more to come. Let me know what you think in the comments!

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A bead of sweat slowly trailed down the side of Paul’s temple as he pulled into the mostly abandoned parking lot of the school. His heart was thundering, his hands shaking. He didn’t even listen to music on his short commute to school. He had to focus just to not run off the road. His cock pulsed in time with his heartbeat, uncomfortably caught on the side of his gym shorts.

A frenzy of doubts ran through his mind as he got out of his car and crossed the dark parking lot to the entrance to the weight room. Was he really going to go through with this? Was he willing to risk his marriage and his job? Was Lexi even interested in him…the way he was interested in her?

He slid his key into the lock on the outside door, and opened it. The bright fluorescent lights temporarily blinded him. When he regained his sight, what he saw made him accidentally drop his bag to the floor. Read more »

Teacher’s Pet: Chapter 2

Here is chapter 2 of my planned story. I hope you all enjoy! Drop a comment and let me know what you think =]

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As soon as he saw Lexi’s text, Paul felt his pulse quicken. He knew that this kind of private communication with a student was extremely frowned upon. And yet…he knew he was particularly vulnerable right now. His wife currently wanted nothing to do with him, and now his favorite student was vying for his attention.

Paul took a hefty swig of his whiskey, and composed a response.

“Hello Lexi! No problem about sharing my number…although, it is frowned upon. So, I hope I can trust you to keep this between us?”

Paul hit send, before writing a quick follow up text. His hands shook as he typed, wondering if he was reading too much into the situation. She probably did just want some help on her homework.

“What can I help you with? Did you have a question about the homework?” Read more »

Teacher’s Pet: Chapter 1

This is part one of a longer story I’ve got planned. Mostly backstory here, but I hope you’ll enjoy nonetheless! Let me know your thoughts in the comments.

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Although it was his first years teaching at Rock Valley High School, Paul Daniels (Mr. D. to his students) was well liked. He attributed his popularity to his classroom philosophy of mutual respect: “I’m going to treat you like adults,” he always told his students on the first day of class, “and, in return, I hope that you’ll act like adults.”

Most of his students reacted very well to this attitude. The school was in a wealthy area, and most students were micromanaged by their parents at every step of their lives. He knew the respect he gave them was appreciated. However, he would be ignorant to believe that was the only reason for his popularity. At only 30 years old, Paul was the youngest male teacher on staff. He also kept in decent shape, spending most evenings blowing off steam at the gym, and weekends playing soccer. This was partially to keep in shape…but also to get him some space from his wife. Things had been…strained lately. He knew he had a reputation among the students as the “hot teacher,” and he didn’t necessarily hate that label. Read more »

[MMMF] giving a perspective freshmen the real college experience

[all characters over 18]

I went to a college that was very big into football. For most of freshmen year, I was into it too. I’d go to all the games, cheer along as our time consistently lost, fight through throngs of people every weekend to get to my seat. After a while, the whole scene lost some of it’s luster. Some of my friends felt the same way.

That’s how, one Saturday afternoon, we found ourselves at our dorm instead of down at the stadium. We didn’t realize how empty the rest of our dorm hall would become. As freshmen, we were constantly forced to hide from our RA’s whenever we partied, and the newfound freedom emboldened us.

Derek, Mike and I decided to hand out and drink in math room. I pulled out a cheap handle of vodka from our hiding place, fired up the video games, and started to have our own little party. At that time, we were all three pretty into guitar hero, so that’s what we decided to play. Read more »

[Fantasy] The Minotaur’s Slave

Kristin shuddered as the giant stone altar gradually lowered itself into the darkness of the labyrinth below. The air was cold, her sheer white tunic offering little protection. The gold shackles on her wrist felt heavy and cumbersome, as did the gold collar around her neck.

She should have known something like this would happen. Ever since her friends and her had snuck over to the brothel that day. Her friends were disgusted by what they saw and quickly ran away, but not Kristin. She was fascinated.

Day after day she returned to hide in the bushes and watched what went on. It excited her in a way she couldn’t quite describe. She knew the Gods would frown upon it, but she just couldn’t help herself. When she saw the men strip down, saw the women begin their work on them, it always caused a wetness between her legs. Sometimes she even traced a hand down there to feel it. It felt…good.

That was how the guard found her that day: hiding in the bushes, her hand up her skirt, her breasts exposed as she watched two women taking turns pleasing a man with their mouths. As soon as he grabbed her, she knew what her punishment would be. Read more »