Academy for Girls

[captivate]

Madame Touchmoi looked up from her textbook and smiled. "Good morning, Monsieur Barnes!" I was hoping to meet you and some other faculty before the classes began. Entrez vous. Je m'appelle Emily. Bon Jour." Martin blushed and started to reply but his knowledge of French was minimal, at best. He sat down at one to the desks and looked around. Emily looked very pretty this fall day, wearing a slim dark skirt with a soft satin blouse, neatly tucked in. He admired her figure and her shapely, if short, legs. He also noted her soft vanilla scent.
Emily liked his looks too. Ruggedly handsome, not cocky, but sure of himself. She offered him cocoa and they chatted about the day to come...if it ever started.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Rayna

I had been with another woman only once in my lifetime. That was only when my sex-crazed boyfriend insisted that two were better than one, and after the diamond he bought me for Valentine’s, “I owed him”. But with Wendy it felt natural, and knowing Robert was watching intently only made the moment hotter.

The dance classes began to come back to me as the heavy hiphop music picked up the tempo. I could almost hear the instructor yelling at us to 'Keep loose!' and 'Don't point your toes!' Keeping my center of gravity low, I arched against Wendy’s wandering hands, sliding down until I was almost squatting on the low table. Bending as much as I could in the stiff leather pants, I flicked my tongue over her bellybutton, where the sheer material of her blouse had formed to it’s indentation slightly, sucking the fabric inbetween my lips for a moment.

Rising up again on the balls of my feet, my legs shoulder-width apart, I sidestepped, shifting my weight on the in-beats and out-beat. Running the back of my hand slowly along the line of my jaw, I kept my free hand swaying and keeping the beat as I pressed my breasts into Wendy’s, the silky materials sliding against each other. Wrapping a lock of her hair around my finger, I winked at her, whispering under my breath, “How hard do ya think he is by now…?”

 

[missla]

Wendy

I continued running my hands over Rayna's leather-clad bottom, gently squeezing it, fitting perfectly into my hands. She slipped from my grasp just enough to slowly squat in front of me - she moved her face closer to me, and I soon felt her warm breath through the thin fabric of my blouse.

I looked down to see her pink tongue snaking out from between her lips, and I could feel its wetness as she flicked it over my belly, slipping it into my bellybutton, and then sucking the fabric into her mouth. She slowly stood again, and as she swayed to the music, pressed her breasts to mine. She felt so good against me, her hands running through my hair.

She grinned that wicked smile at me and whispered "How hard do you think he is?" I grinned back and softly said, "I'll bet we can get him harder, and you hotter."

As her eyes met mine again, I let one of my hands begin to glide from her hip, where it always seemed to go, up her side, over the fabric of her top. As it moved higher, I moved it from her side to her front, just as it reached her breast. My hand moved over her breast, and I gently squeezed. I could feel her nipple hardening under my touch, my eyes never leaving hers...

 

[Miltone]

Mr. Rohrschach, Psych Professor and Guidance Counselor

The hot driving Latin beat was intoxicating for all of us. The girls were locked in a hot embrace, their hands exploring each other's supple body as they danced together. And though I was wise enough to know that it wasn't just for my entertainment, I yearned to become involved. I may be their professor, but after all I am a man and their dance was making my pulse race and my cock grow hard. They were young, but they knew so well how the most innocent touch or caress could nurture the most erotic notion. As they teased each other did they tease me. I held my arms out inviting them if they were so inclined, yet would be as accepting to watch more of their enticing dance.

 

[Ragingbull]

Mr. P

OOC: Shoot, I'm in the wrong time zone again. I guess what I saw in the shower was an illusion. Candi Caine, I'd love to play but you're back on the weekend. I'm on the first day of school. Hell it's my thread. I'm just going to transport myself back in time. Flashback to check-in day for Mr. Podolsky. Time travel is great, particularly if it gets you laid!

IC: "Miss may I help you". I was looking into the eyes of a deeply tanned blond. She was dressed a little inappropriately with her tight bicycle shorts and and green T-shirt knotted above her pierced naval. Trouble, but I was told to expect it. Being the Vice Principal in charge of discipline I'd better get to know her. She looked up at me under the brim of her safari hat. Her bubble gum smacked as she studied my face.

 

[Rach]

Candi Caine

*Finally some authority here* thought Candi.

Looking over the Man before her she thought Hmmm! not bad. A little old but...

"Howdy, Im Miss Caine, sorry Im a little late. Traffic." she smiled up under her hat. "Can you help me to my room? Im exhausted and my back is killin' me from lugging this pack around!"

She hands the heavy pack to the Mister. Keeping the laptop and case strapped like a pocketbook around ehr other shoulder. Her perfect white teeth flash a brilliant smile on her tan face.
"Thankee! I hope the rooms have DSL connections too!"

 

[bombast]

MJ Barnes, professor of romance literature and drama

OOC: ...or something like that.

IC:

"Thanks for the cocoa, Emily." She was very cute, I thought. Her blouse certainly fit her well, and her skirt showed off her legs. And what was that intoxicating scent she was wearing? After my morning with Caitlin, I was feeling a bit weary, and now I felt comfortable, safe. As I took her in, I thought I saw a woman who was very confident in her sexuality, in her ability to please herself and others who she may pour her attention on. Right now that was me.

"You're going to like it here. The girls here certainly need guidance, and given that so many of them ended up travelling overseas, they will certainly need French as well." As I looked at her eyes, I was a bit mesmerized. The girls are also going to be very jealous of this woman. The way she sat and crossed her legs, and generally held herself out to me seemed to me as if she had been through, and crossed over, exactly what these girls are going through now. And had come out wiser.

But that's just my impression. I didn't actually know her yet. Perhaps I'm wrong, I don't know.

"Have you been here -- in the country -- a long time?" I asked. I stood up to move a little closer to her. That smell was driving me wild. Vanilla, that's it. She smells sweet and innocent. Hmmmm.

 

[captivate]

Emily Touchmoi, Head of Languages, French Instructor

Emily was happy to be meeting the faculty, at last. MJ seemed like a really nice man, pleasant and witty. They shared the cocoa and her special croissants and discussed their love of travel. He seemed really interested in her maps and charts hanging about the room, but always returned to sit near her. Emily found herself drawn to him. They were roughly the same age and had similar interests. She caught the scent of Obsession for Men, her favorite fragrance. It always made her melt, just a little. As he talked, MJ used his hands to describe things. This was Emily's weakness, a strong hand with long, graceful fingers, well-kept nails. She couldn't help but notice how lovely MJ's hands were. He had a little croissant crumb on his lip. "Autorise-moi, s'il-vous-plait." she said as she leaned forward and gently cleaned his soft lower lip. He caught her hand and held it, then kissed the palm, his moustache tickling the tender skin there. "Oh, Monsieur, quelle doux!". Her cheeks were stained pink and she was looking down, shyly. He couldn't help but notice how different she was from the bold Caitlin. He liked her sweet embarassment and her gentle ways. He liked her.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Rayna

Slinking around Wendy's shifting figure, I stood behind her, sandwiching our bodies together. Grinding against the firm rise of her ass, I trailed my fingers down the front of her skirt, smoothing it out with the palm of my hands. Tracing a nail lightly over the flawless skin right above her knee, I brought my hands up along the inside of her thighs, dragging the clingy black material with it.

Nuzzling delicately at the back of her neck, I kept one hand where it was, holding the skirt part ways up, the fabric bunched under my attentive fingers that softly stroked her thigh. The other, however, found its way around her chest, reaching for the next lowest button, revealing more of the lacey bra and smooth globes beneath. Nipping at Wendy's ear playfully, I whispered, giggling slightly as I spoke, "Sexy lingerie, girl, we're gonna have to go shoppin' together sometime..."

 

[missla]

Wendy

Rayna moved from in front of me, causing my hand to lose touch with her breast (darn it). She slid around behind me, and kept part of her body touching mine the whole time she did. When she was behind me, she moved in close - I could feel her breast pressed against my back, and her hips were moving and grinding against my ass.

I felt her hands move down my side until they reached my waist, and then moved lower, brushing over my skirt. When she reached the bottom, she began to run her fingers up my thighs, just barely touching the skin. As her fingers put more pressure on my thighs moving upward, the motions were causing my skirt to ride up with her hands.

I felt her mouth on my neck, softly kissing my warm skin. As her fingers of one hand began stroking my upper thigh, her other hand moved upward, past my waist, running over my blouse, until it reached my breast. It lingered on my breast for a moment, giving it a soft squeeze, and then moved to the buttons of my blouse. Her talented fingers found the next button and easily undid it, causing my blouse to widen its opening. There was only one button still fastened, holding the blouse together, although not very well.

I felt her lips on my ear, playfully nibbling it, as she whispered to me about lingerie shopping together. I smiled and leaned back to her as I felt her hand return to my breast and caress the lacy fabric. Her fingers on her other hand continued the stroking on my thigh, moving a little bit higher. I somehow reached behind and my hand rested on her leg. I began to move it up, past her knee, and ran it up her thigh, as high as I could.

As her hands continued their movements on my breast and thigh, I moved my hand between her legs, and began to softly move it against the leather...

 

[Silverluna]

Kelly

OOC: need another "innocent young 'virgin' who needs a firm mistress or master" LoL .....umm...or not....*nervous smile*

IC: {the following morning....}Kelly walks nervously up the stairs to the Academy for Girls, her bookbag was hanging on her right shoulder. She knew she missed most of the first day here, but things like what happened in Vermont couldn't be helped.....Kelly, or Kel to her friends, shivered slightly at the memory...."Stop it girl...." she muttered to herself...

Down the hall to the VP's office she walked....she was alone be the feeling of many eyes on her firm ass made her unease. After haggling with the secretary and other clerks, she made her way to his door. With a shy knock she waited for his door to open......

 

[Miltone]

Mr. Rohrschach, Psych Professor and Guidance Counselor

The hot Latin beat segued into an even hotter Caribbean sound, pulsing and throbbing, driving the dance crowd to a higher level of arousal. And it was working its magic on Rayna and Wendy, and myself as well. I had been content for the most part to sit and watch them in their delicious tango, their hot salsa, and their sizzling Jamaican duet. Now the sight of them and the sound of the music was bringing me out of my seat, I could no longer sit and watch, for though I am a patron of the arts, a connoisseur of the finer things in life, I have always known that there is a time for sitting and observing, and there is a time for doing. My racing pulse was shouting the latter to me, so I stood up next to these beautiful young women, Rayna behind Wendy, their arms entangled, their hands exploring the soft curves of breasts and thighs and ass.

I reached out and began to caress Rayna's trim sweet ass and Wendy's soft smooth belly. As Rayna whispered something about lingerie shopping, I added, "Just remember ladies, who carries the fattest credit card." Thought they were definitely into each other, Rayna glanced at me with an alluring sexy smile. As my fingers reached to unfasten the last button of Wendy's blouse, she looked over at me for a moment, as if unhappy with my intrusion. I tried to return a look that spoke of my feelings at this moment, how I didn't want to interrupt their passion play, but perhaps to add to it, to heighten their sense and increase their level of excitement, and my own. As my own fingers began to tenderly explore her soft flesh, joining those of Rayna, Wendy began to submit to the tingling sensations we were sending through her body.

I pulled her blouse open fully, my hand exploring all of her freshly exposed body, while my other hand began to do the same with Rayna, touching all of the parts, now laid bare, that I had missed during our duet on the dance floor. I moved closer and slipped my arms around them, the warmth of their bodies sending shivers though to the heart of me, the scent of their perfumes exhilarating, the throbbing Jamaican beat sending all three of us to the next level of arousal.

 

[Ragingbull]

OOC: Welcome Kelly. Young 18 year old virgins are always welcome. This is one of those threads where you have to figure out what time zone you want to be in. I'm trying to hustle Candi on welcoming day (Saturday), A few have snuck off campus Sat night and are gettting it on at a bar and the rest are somewhere on the first day of school. Just jump right in...


MR. P

IC:“We have one better than DSL. We have our own cable hookup that’s even faster. I’ll show you. I think your rooms back here in this dorm. As I recall you have a single.”
I took her to her room. She didn’t even want to unpack, just wanted to get her computer set up. I helped her and in no time she was up and running. As she sat down I couldn’t help but notice her finely tuned young body. Shoot, I wasn’t supposed to be looking at these girls. This was going to be a long year.
“So what do you like to do on the internet that requires such high speed.”
She told me she would show me. I stepped up behind her as she sat in the chair.

 

[bombast]

MJ Barnes

When she reached out to touch me, to brush a crumb off my lip i just took a chance, grabbed her hand, kissed her palm.

She blushed a bit, I could see the redness rise from her cheek as clearly as I saw her satin lace bra through the thin silk of her shirt. I always loved getting little peeks of a woman before seeing all of her. The sight of a bra exposed when it shouldn't, or the tops of stockings held up by garters ... these things thrilled me. I felt at once like a voyeur and a special guest.

I would not let go of her hand, and I pulled her toward me.

"I believe it is customary here at the Academy for Girls to give as warm a welcome as we can," and with that I put my lips to her neck where it met her shoulder and gave her a quick nip and kiss. With my left arm I pulled her tight toward me and held her upper back and neck with my right hand.

I was smothering in her vanilla-scented skin, losing myself in the heat of her embarrasment and passion.

She pushed back a little and I let go. She sat back down on the desk where I stood in front of her. My ... excitement ... obvious to anyone who would look, and I saw her eyes scan me over down and then up again. My body was giving away any pretense to coolness I was showing.

 

[LipstickKitten]

Caitlin Davenport - Voice and Speech

As I reluctantly pulled away from the kiss, I gazed into Jenn's eyes. It had been far too long since I'd tasted pussy.

"Damn I wish I had more time, but I'll be late for class if I don't hustle."

I turned and headed out of the shower toward the lockers, picking up clothing as I went. As I dressed, I kept talking.

"You should audit my speech class. It will be very interesting. I'm going to be instructing on how to regain composure when having to read aloud from something that embarrasses you or angers you. I've chosen an erotic little piece that has quite a lot of steam in it. I love seeing how the little darlings react to it."

Fully clothed, I turned back to Jenn, blowing her a kiss.

"I hope I'll see you later."

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As I entered my classroom, I looked at the clock and was relieved to see I was right on time, not a moment to spare.

"Good morning, ladies. My name is Caitlin Davenport. You may call me Miss Davenport, though whichever one of you aspires to be my assistant may become less formal as time goes on. Welcome back to school."

The groans that emanated from the class caused me to chuckle.

"Oh, now, come on. You'll find this class much more exciting than many of your others. You find any of my students from last year and ask them. They'll tell you."

I looked over the young women in the classroom. Many looked beautiful, sophisticated. A few were plain Janes who needed some encouragement and pointers.

"This class is designed to make you better speakers in a public forum, yes, but also to hold your own in any conversation without embarrassing yourself. If you've had a chance to look over the sheets on your desks, you'll see that I'm starting right off with something that will show me where you need help."

That generated a few blushes and a few indignant stares, as well as some tittering.

"All right. Who will be first?"

 

[captivate]

Emily Touchmoi, Head of Languages, French Instructor

As she looked at MJ, Emily's mind raced, along with her heart. She had married while very young, to a man more than double her age. Etienne loved her dearly and wanted to give her the world. He was also a sexual animal and taught Emily to enjoy the world of sexuality and sensuality. When he died, Emily did too. All those feelings had just quietly gone away, leaving her a woman intent on teaching about the world, but partaking of none of it.
Now, with one kiss on her palm, the feelings were stirring. She could feel the warmth of his lips and the tip of his tongue sliding over that most erotic flesh. Her nipples hardened immediately in her lacy bra. She felt a flood of moisture between her legs, and the ache of absolute need.
This man was obviously dangerous. As she sat at her desk and looked at him, she saw the bulge of his erection. She reluctantly looked away and tried to focus on his face. Mon Dieu, all she could think about was his mouth, those soft lips and moustache on her breasts, nursing on her aching nipples.

 

[Silverluna]

Kelly

OOC: Thanks Mr. P (i guess i call you that... ) I think i will begin with classes.....*is eager to get down to business....*

IC: Kelly accepts her class scheldule and her roommate assignment, her bags have already been taken to her room and she will meet the roomie later. Oh great goddess!!!! She is late for Public Speaking!!!! AAH!!! She nervously says her thanks to the VP and half runs/walks quickly to the class.

Flustered and out of breath Kelly opens the door to Miss Davenport's class and takes the only seat left which is in the back. Kelly has just enough time to smoothe her hair a bit and straighten her blouse before the instructer begins.

 

[LipstickKitten]

Caitlin Davenport - Voice and Speech

Frowning as the new student entered the room, she repeated her request.

"Well, who will be first at the reading? Just step right up here in front where we can all see you."

She patiently waited. Hmm, seems this class is a little too shy.

"If I have to, I'll call on one of you."

Still no response.

"All right. I'll read from the beginning of the second chapter in this story and then call on one of you to read what's on the paper in front of you."

She rose and stood directly in front of the class, all eyes on her, and lifted the book, "Her 18th Birthday," and began reading.

As Sean escorted her from the room to give her her gift, Erica's heart raced. She was so passionately in love with him and knew it showed. They entered the library and Sean turn to her, pulling her into his arms, kissing her deeply. She responded, throwing herself into the kiss, her arms tangling around his neck. Their passion rising, Sean raised his hands to her breasts and began kneeding them, pinching on the nipples. She broke the kiss, gasping in astonishment,, her eyes flying open. "Sean, what are you doing?" He kept his touches on her breasts, gazing into her eyes. "I'm giving you what you've always wanted. I'm going to make you a woman."

I looked up into the astonished eyes of the young women in the classroom, the silence deafening.

"All right. Any volunteers? Or do I choose?"

 

[Rach]

Candi sets up Shop

So what do you like to do on the internet that requires such high speed.”

*All this and brains too* thought Candi to herself. The nice man had helped her set up her cable modem and brought her bags to her room.

Pulling a little eye camera out and attatching it to her laptop she smiled up at the VP.
"I run my own web site on the side, and broadcast myself and whatever Im doing in my room. Its fun, and I get to chat with people from al lover the world!"

As the computer screen loaded up, a topless pic of Candi appeared smiling on the intor page.
"OOps, howd THAT get there!" exclaimed an embarrased Candi.

"Well, I guess I should unpack and get ready for classes. I feel so behind everyone coming in late and all... (sic)"

She flashes her big innocent eyes and bites ehr lower lip fetchingly.

 

[Ragingbull]

Mr. P

A web site, I thought to myself. Well, now that's entrepreneurial. Then a picture flashed up showing her naked tits. The words stuck in my throat as I stared. They were spectacular. For a short girl she sure packed a punch. She said something about class and looked up at me with those big puppy dog eyes. Such innocence yet such beauty. And bold. My eyes wondered to the swell under her T-shirt. What I would give to see those in the flesh. I tried to regain my authority and act interested. "Candi, do people actually see you live all the time? Like when you change clothes? Or get ready for a shower? And what if you had a boyfriend over? You'd turn it off then, right?" I was rambling, but curious. I was a little more than a wee bit excited. The bulge in my pants was obvious.

 

[captivate]

Emily Touchmoi, Director of Languages, French Instructor

OOC: Raging Bull, ooh lala...quel tableau...! I don't believe we have met...and I am on campus too!

 

[Silverluna]

Kelly

Oh dear she hates me already....will i have to stay after for detention???? *chews on her fingernail as she reads along*
Wow Sean sounds really cute....mmhh....what did he mean by make her a woman? ......oooohhh!! *is very intellegent just led a sheltered and conservative life*

 

[LipstickKitten]

Caitlin Davenport - Voice and Speech

As the silence in the classroom lingered, I decided to force the issue.

I wandered down the row and approached the student who had last come in.

Looking down at her pert face, I said, "What's your name?"

She replied, "Kelly."

"All right, Kelly. I'm sure you have a good reason for being late, which we can go into after class. But for now, I'd like you to come to the front of the class and read what's on your paper."

Her paper had a paragraph from Chapter 3 and read:

Erica writhed against the fingers invading her panties. Sean's index finger was lovingly stroking her clitoris, causing her to moan and grind herself into his hand, her breath coming in gasps, her breasts tingling in anticipation.

"Let's see some inflection in your voice as you read from Chapter 3, all right?"

 

[Silverluna]

the very nervous Kelly

*clears her throat*
"Erica writhed against the fingers invading her panties. Sean's index finger was lovingly stroking her clitoris, causing her to moan and grind herself into his hand, her breath coming in gasps, her breasts tingling in anticipation. "

Kelly gasps at what she just read and looks like she is on the verge of tears!! Oh no, she thinks...why do *I* always get upset infront of strangers....

 

[LipstickKitten]

Caitlin Davenport - Voice and Speech

"It's all right, Kelly. I'm sorry to use you as an example, but my point is that every single one of you, when you finish with this course, would be able to read aloud at a convention the Kama Sutra and remain calm, cool and collected. A surefire plus in any business game."

I looked around the room at the thoughtful faces, letting it sink in.

"All right. Anyone else?"