Academy for Girls

[DustyWolfe]

Dusty Wolfe

OOC May I join in?

Dusty grumbles as she walks through the doors of the school with a large blue and tan backpack swung over her right shoulder.
Her father had already registered her for her classes before he left the country for his next assignment. She's an army brat. She sits down on a bench and looks over her scedule with a grumble. Calculus, Chemistry, Englist Lit, Economics, Astronomy, Painting (finally a decent class she thinks) and Soccer. She's already tried out and made first string goalie so she is pleased with that class as well.
She gets up from the bench and walks into the bathroom to check herself. Her hair is short and spikey and her eyes are brownish green. She is slender yet muscular and around 5'4". Her breasts are moderate sized and her hips have a feminine flare to them. She tosses her head back and laughs, wondering if she will be punished for her attire. She's wearing a tight blue tanktop and a pair of black cargo pants. All of this making her appear to be very butch. She gets into her backpack and grabs some lipstick, putting the soft pink cream on her lips and smiling. "Damn I look like a dyke even with this on...." She shrugs and heads out into the school very much wondering what will happen this year. She's at that confused stage where she doesn't know where she fits in. Whether she likes men or women or both or what. She's still a virgin despite her bold overtures at times. She peers at her schedule again and starts walking down the hall to her first class. It goes off without a hitch, as well as her second class.

Dusty smirks as she walks into the office fully planning on pissing her father off. She thinks to herself "He bought me this new camera and wouldn't register me for the photography class. I'll show him." She walks into the office and changes the painting class to photography. Smirking as she walks back out and pulls her Minolta Maxxum XTsi. She fools with the f-stops and shutter speed and finally gets them to line up and takes a picture of the hallway for the nice linear perspective. She slips it into her backpack and looks around the school some more as she waits out the span of time between the class that just ended and her next class that is after lunch. She hmm's to herself "What do I do with these next two hours?". She walks around and finds the darkroom. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a roll of taken black and white film then looks for the C-41 and the appropriate film processing equipment. She can't find it and sighs so she goes into the empty classroom and sits, opening her backpack and grabbing her notebook and getting her headphones out. She puts on her headphones and starts listening to her music while sketching a picture of a voluptous anthropomorphic wolf girl, unaware of what is going on around her.

 

[sail away]

OOC: Hay, can I play the art teacher this time? I’m a serious amateur photographer in real life, and I’ve taken a drawing class, so I can incorporate my art background to make for a more realistic character.

(Maybe I’ll pick up Mary’s character again if anyone’s interested.)
Sail away

 

[Ragingbull]

Mr. P - Vice Principal

OOC: Welcome Dustygrrl. Great character. Sail away... art teacher sound good... I'm sure there are some potential playmate photography enthusiasts somewhere in the school!

IC: I settled behind my desk to finish some paperwork. A knock on the door. A young, very attractive girl named Janine introduced herself. I commented on her long white socks and school policy, but she just raised her eyebrows and gave me one of those 'tough shit' looks. I could tell she was going to need some counseling, my specialty. My eyes roamed her tight young body. Yes, counseling was definitely in order. She had second period free. I walked her to first period, then met her when the bell rang... "Let's go for a little walk, Janine. I can see you are someone who likes to flaunt authority... someone with special needs. I think I can help you."... We headed towards the library. I let her walk in front of me. My eyes feasted on the sway of her shapely ass under her pleated skirt. Her pony tail swished back and forth. My cock began to stir just thinking about what her young body could do to me. We went downstairs into the stacks. A ladder on wheels allowed access to the books on top... "Janine, see that book up there with the blue cover? Could you get it for me? I think you will find it very instructional."

 

[DustyWolfe]

ooc

OOC I decided to edit my post lol. It's better now though. Ooooh a photography teacher? Thanks for the welcome!

 

[sail away]

IC: Narration:
Bill Johnson’s my name. 27 years old, 6’ 2", blond hair, good looking, a few extra pounds, but I’m in good shape. (OOC: By the way, that’s my real description, except for the name and age) I guess you could call me a ‘semi starving artist’. Photography is my love, but it just doesn’t pay well. At least not until I make a name for myself. Any way, at least I have my ‘day job’ teaching two or three photography classes at this all girls school part time. I have a degree in art history, and the school told me that if an opining comes up they’ll consider me for a full time job, but I’d rather do my photography thing. But at least I’d have something to fall back on. I make just enough money to pay the bills and not much more, so most women aren’t to impressed with me.

IC:
Well it’s the first day of class of my second semester here. I have a lot of things to set up in the class room so I decided to get here really early and have lunch while I setup. I have some slides, and some handouts to set out. I walk in to the class room and I’m surprised to find this very pretty girl. Kind of ‘tom boy’ looking. Very tight bod. And even tighter tanktop! I don’t think she’s wairing a bra! She doesn’t notice me because she’s listening to her CD player. I walk over to her (pause while I take in the ‘sights’) I say, "Hi I Mister Johnson. Are you hear for the photograph class?"

 

[DustyWolfe]

Dusty Wolfe

ooc I'm a semi-pro photographer irl. Have toured in many juried art shows and won some awards. I've had many pictures published in various newspapers. My art of choice is black and white infrared.

IC: Dusty jumps as you speak to her, totally into what she was doing she didn't notice you at all. She looks down and erases the stray line she made when she jumped then looks back up at you and pulls her headphones back. Smiling up at you and offering a strong hand "Hello sir, I'm Dusty Wolfe. Nice to meet you sir." She slowly lets go of your hand and eases back in her chair a bit taking in your height and all "Yes sir, I'm really early... Sorry about that but I don't have a class before this so I thought that I would develop some film but couldn't find a canister or reel." She sighs as she rambles on a bit "I hope I'm not in trouble sir, I was just sort of bored." She thinks to herself for a bit "Damn, I really should start wearing a bra... their just so uncomfortable"

 

[sweetlilmandy]

OCC: Can I join? I'm new to this website....

Character: Faith Anderson
Description: Long brown hair that reaches to the top of her butt, deep blue eyes. Short at only 5'4 and weighing 110. Very curvy with 36C breasts.

Faith walks up the steps of the boarding school with dread in her heart. She hates being late to anything. Her parents caused her to arrive at the school a day after the other girls normally do. "Oh well" she thought. "I'll just have to miss the first few classes to figure out where I'm supposed to be."

Faith looks down at herself before opening the door. Her black capri pants were tight against her curvy hips. She smoothed her pink off the shoulder top down against her breasts. "God I have nice tits" she thought to herself. Faith was proud of her body and enjoyed showing it off. She had spent the summer in Europe doing just that.

"Here goes nothin'" Faith opened the door and walked in. She followed the signs to the Principal and Vice Principals offices. She opened the heavy door and walked in. Immediately she saw a pretty dark haired girl. "Wow" Faith thought to herself. "She is hot" Faith admired the girls fashion sense and her daringness.

"Hi" Faith said. "Are you new here?" Faith was hoping the girl could tell her where she was supposed to go.

 

[Rach]

Candi

Candis first day of classes was exhilierating and stimulating. A few times she caught herself rub bing her pierced nipples through her shirt as she daydreamed about her earlier rendezvous with the Vice Principal.
The school was populated by many pretty girls and men, and Candi was having trouble concentrting on heer schoolwork as she sat outside under a big tree trying to catch up on her speech for public speaking class. The tan california teen kept catching ehrself looking up and around at her class mates, flirting and making eye contact with the many students.

 

[Miltone]

Mr. Rohrschach, Psych Professor & Guidance Counselor

OOC: Welcome to all the newcomers! Sure if nice to see on-campus enrollment on the rise, along with so many other things.

IC: Since I had a spare block of time before my office hours, I took a brisk walk around campus. There were many new students this year and it would be a treat getting to know them as they scheduled their course and career planning meetings. The warm afternoon sun and fresh air was invigorating as I followed my regular path. But then I realized that it was nearly time for my office hours and turned back. I wondered if one of my new students would be waiting for me.

 

[LipstickKitten]

Caitlin Davenport - Voice and speech

Steve lifted me as if I had no weight at all and carried me in his embrace to the door. My legs clamped around his waist, my arms around his neck, our kiss deepening. I could feel his cock throbbing beneath me, hot and hard. My skirt had risen above my thighs and he pressed against my satin panties.

I heard a click as the door was locked and the room dimmed with the extinguishment of the lights. He pressed me against the wall, his hands groping for my panties. I lowered my legs to the floor as he lowered the silkiness, exposing my pussy to the air. As they fell to the floor, I stepped out of them, reaching for his trousers.

I loosened the buckle of his belt and lowered his zipper, his pants falling to the floor. I reached to touch him but his hands capture mine, returning them to his neck. Our eyes locked and he again lifted me, forcing my legs again to his waist, splaying them wide. His hands were beneath me and all at once I felt him at the entrance to my hot chamber.

 

[Suave Intent]

Expert of Literature, Jason Andrews

A pang of jealousy coursed throughout every contour of his being as he noted that each and every new student had to attend the office of either the Vice Principal or the Principal himself. A pity that they couldn't be introduced to he first, for he knew how to make a rather inspirational first impact upon any and all whom had the privelage to know his inner self. A simple shrug of broad shoulders was soon administered before slow strides inevitably led him towards a halt before the Vice Principal's office. At least, he thought it was the Vice Principal's office by all the youthful bodies whom stood awaiting orientation. Left apendage elevating heavenward so that calloused digits could run throughout unruly strands of ebony hue. Peridot gaze falling upon the newest entry as a deviant smile caressed against crimson-tinged mouth. Free hand smoothing the fine material of his suit before he extended his right hand forward, prevalent ivories easily visible within the cavern of his mouth as he attempted to introduce himself towards the newest student.

"Good afternoon, Miss.....? I'm Jason Andrews, the new Lit teacher here."

 

[Tif]

Janine

Same thing every school, some vice-principle wanting to give me more counseling. Well might as well get it over with.

Mr. P. walked me down the hall to the library, I was a little confused but may be they did the counseling in the library at this school. Every school is a little different.

He asked me to get the book from the top shelf, some stupid self help thing I supposed.I climbed the ladder a little unsteadily to get the book he had asked for.

"This one?" I asked looking down at The vice-principle who was watching me intently on the ladder. "The one with the blue cover right, Sir,Sir."
He seemed to be distracted,finally he replied "Yes, Yes, thats it."

I looked at the book and started to back down the ladder. He was at the bottom holding it for me. I felt his face brush against my thigh as I climbed toward the bottom giving me a slight thrill. He wasn't that bad looking for an older guy I decided, But a teacher ugh, and a vice-principle at that. What was I thinking.

 

[Ragingbull]

Mr. P - Vice Principal

I could see all the way up her skirt, her white cotton panties stretched tightly across the rounded cheeks of her ass, the puffy mound of her pussy hanging between her legs. I moved closer to try and smell her sweet fragrance. She backed down causing my mouth to slide along her thigh and under her skirt. I stepped back. A raging hard-on was trying to rip through the front of my trousers... “Ahmm... thank you, Janine. Let’s go back to my office and I’ll share what’s in here.” I made sure the door was locked then sat down in my big leather chair... “This book is about self control...discipline taken to the ultimate level. Let me read a few passages.”... The book was an erotic account of a woman who wanted to be dominated and punished. As I read some of the juicier passages, Janine went from looking bored to looking... well, turned on would have been my guess. I saved the best for last... “He bent her over his knee, her short skirt flying above her panties... ‘Tell Mr. Robbins you’re sorry, Gina. Tell him you won’t do it again.’... His hand came down hard on her cheeks three times...’No, Mr. Robbins, please... but I...I can’t say I’m sorry...’... He pulled down her blue cotton panties exposing the firm spheres reddened in the middle. His hand smacked against her bare cheeks with three powerful strokes...” I finished the passage, then closed the book leaving the images fresh in Janine’s mind... “So, Jeanine, tell me you’re sorry for your behavior. Tell me you won’t do it again. You know the punishment.”

 

[sail away]

OOC: Hi Rach! I’m happy that your back! I missed you. I was wondering if Candi would like to continue on with Mary.

OOC: Hi Dustygrrl! So your into photograph too! That’s great! Sounds like your really good at it too. Maybe we could exchange some tips by regular e-mail. I can e-mail you some of my work. A few years ago I did a write up about filters. I can e-mail it to you if you like.

IC:
"Hello sir, I'm Dusty Wolfe. Nice to meet you sir." We shake hands, and I think, that’s an unusual name, just like her personality. Very hip! Very, maybe, bohemian. I look at her drawing and am very impressed, and I assume that she’s waiting for the drawing class. But then she says, "Yes sir, I'm really early... Sorry about that but I don't have a class before this so I thought that I would develop some film but couldn't find a canister or reel." Oh yes! That babe is in MY class! Then I stop my thought. I’m a teacher, stop that! Oh, but that perky teen chest! I bet she has no tan lines ether. What I’d give for just one good raw feel! I compose my self and say, "Oh, well, all that stuff is locked up. The school can’t afford a break in you know. Besides all dark room work must be supervised. It’s just the liability." My voice trails off a bit as I get a whiff of her sweet sent. And I take a deep breath.

As the hour goes by I set up for class and we have a very nice talk about photograph, school and just stuff. As the first of the other girls start coming in I feel a warming to her and think, ‘What a nice girl.’

The class starts. "OK…Lets go over the syllabus. This is an intermediate photography class, so if words like ‘f-stop, shutter speed, focal length, dogging, and burning’ are unknown to you then you should talk to me after class, because we should sign you up for my intro. class. Most of this class will be about composition. We’ll work with many subject types. Still life, outdoor scenic, journalistic, portrait, and the nude." (That last word always gets there attention. But I continue in my professional way.) "We’ll have undraped models here in the studio to photograph. Now I’ll consider that part of class as optional. So if anyone would rather not participate in that part of the class just let me know after this class, or talk to me in my office." (Then I pouse as though I just remembered something, and continue.) "Oh, and by the way, the art department hasn’t found any models for this semester. And that’s a big problem. The painting and drawing classes don’t have models ether. The academy will pay $50 per session. So if anyone is interested, or knows anyone please let me know. I’ll even offer extra credit for it." Then I continue. "OK, lets start by having each of you tell us of your photograph experience and you favorite subjects. Dusty, would you like to go first?" The class turns to you and looks at you.

 

[DustyWolfe]

OOC Cool.. I know alot about filters and stuff like that. Working on a dramatic lighting and portrait...

Listens and watches the teacher curiously wondering what he is up to. She raises an eyebrow as he tell her that dark room work has to be supervised. She thinks to herself "Is this guy for real? What does he think we are? Kids?" She groans softly to herself thinking she is much too experienced for this. She goes back to her drawing and finishes it up then drags out her prisma pens and starts to ink it as she watches him set up out of the corner of her eye. Dusty fails to notice that she is being checked out, she's a bit busy with her drawing and trying keep from putting her foot in her mouth.

She does talk to him for awhile and finds that she does like him though she isn't sure about herself.

Cocks her right eyebrow as the teacher mentions nude... She thinks to herself "What the hell?"and looks around at him curiously then her classmates to see their expression.
She thinks about the modeling and getting paid to do but isn't too sure about it. She feels to dykey to even try for fear of rejection when the only reason she would volunteeer to be a model would be to piss her father off. She lets her mind drift for awhile thinking about going home to an empty house. She gets an idea.. "I need a dog... Going to go get one today I think" She looks up suddenly as she hears her name. Her ears grow red and cheeks pinken as she thinks for a moment then stands up. Wincing in anticipation of being made fun of for her name.
"I... I'm Dusty Wolfe. I have taken scenic photographs of just about everywhere you can imagine, from australia to Zimbabwe. I'm an army brat and never stay anywhere for very long. This time though dad allowed me to stay here in what used to be his mom's house. Ummm... I have had a couple of images published in Fodor and Popular Photography.... Oh and Bitch too..." she winces and turns "That's a magazine. My favorite subjects are any sort of art and soccer.... I'm the new goalie this year... " She blushes and sits down

 

[sail away]

OOC: Hay did you really get published in Popular Photography?!
Also, I’m reading your other SRP, with excitement!! Maybe I should have taken the soccer couch job!!!

IC:: When I call Dusty’s name she turns a bit red. Apparently she wasn’t listening. I coyly think to myself, ‘Naughty girl!’. While she stands and mentions her extensive photographic experience, I check out her body. Mmmmm… those baggy short shorts! And that tight ab. Then I start to wonder about her sexual ‘experience’!

The class goes on. Each of the girls mentions some degree or photographic experience. Then I go over the slides and talk about the basics of composition.

Finally class ends. As Dusty walks by me I ask her, "How’d I do?"

 

[DustyWolfe]

OOC No.. But I have been in several juried art shows and have had stuff published in several news papers. My big display was with the Texas Photographic Society. Yes... I'm enjoying my other srp

IC
Dusty slouches back down in her chair and listens to slide lecture rather boredly, having already known all of this stuff. She watches the teacher intently though not knowing why. She's a bit shy at the moment though still very much her own person.
She tosses her stuff into her back and starts to walk out. As she is stopped by the teacher she looks up at him. "You did fine sir. Though I am not so sure about the whole nude thing though."

 

[sail away]

"You did fine sir. Though I am not so sure about the whole nude thing though."
I always think it’s to bad that some people are so shy about nudes. And especially this girl with so much experience. In a quite reassuring ton I say, "Hay, there’s nothing wrong with working with nudes." I continue. "Could we talk about it in my office some time?"

 

[DustyWolfe]

Dusty nods as she listens to teacher then gives in a little "I guess we could discuss it after school, I don't have practice today sir"

 

[Elvenspell]

Steve- maintenance

Steve's lungs worked rapidly under the constraint of passion, seeking to draw more of Caitlin's scent into them. As her legs lowered, she slid her panties down, her hands quickly but deftly loosening his own belt.

He whisked her busy hands away from his erect shaft as his buckle hit the floor, his gaze melting into hers. All his remaining restraint snapped and he lifted her up, gripping under her thighs as he positioned the head of his hardness to her moist sex.

His hips swayed side to side as he pressed her back and ass to the wall, augering into her slick heat. He took his time, savoring the realization of this incredible fantasy. His balls made contact with her flesh and his hands went to her hips, holding them firmly against the cool wall as he withdrew his shaft until only his head parted her blossom. With a sweet inward thrust, he started to pump her sex with his own, his gyrations adding to the stimulation they shared.

 

[Tif]

Janine

Was he serious? Say I'm sorry for what. I was taken in by the story, I could feel myself become aroused as he read, but honestly.
I mimiced him and the book by replying"No Mr. P.< I can't say I'm sorry."

I saw the color arise in his throat. Perhaps I had pushed to far.
"Well. you know the consecuinces Janine" He replied riseing form the chair and taking my arm. "Remember this was your choice"

I felt him lift me bodily from the chair and drag me to his own and lay me across his lap.
"NOOO, You cant do this" I cried out...

 

[LipstickKitten]

Caitlin Davenport - Voice and speech

Steve entered me from beneath, slowly, enticingly, lowering me down onto him fully, his eyes never leaving mine. Then, his muscles rippling, he pulled out, his cock head just touching the entrance to my sex, as if changing his mind. I felt bereft at the absence of the full feeling, but then he thrust upward, plunging deeply into me, the incredible feeling taking my breath away. He continued thrusting into me, impaling me, bringing me to heights unknown.

My legs clamped around him, drawing me into him, the only sound in the room being his grunting exertions and my moans of pleasure.

 

[Elvenspell]

Steve - Maintenance

Steve leaned more firmly into Cait, using the hard, flat wall as an accomplice, pressing her into its surface. His lips pressed to hers, his tongue thrusting into her mouth in time to his shaft piercing her bloom below. He moaned into the kiss as his thrusting hastened, becoming harder as well as faster, touching Caitlin so very deeply with each wide stroke.

As his balls slapped to her dripping moisture, one hand reached up and pinched at the nearest nipple. Squirming into each fast thrust, he felt her walls clench upon him, her lips chewing upon his as he both fucked an made love to her, all at once.

 

[LipstickKitten]

Caitlin Davenport - Voice and speech

Each thrust Steve afforded her was deeper and harder, causing her breathing to become more like gasps. Her climax approached with an urgency she didn't expect and when he pinched her nipple she knew she was ready.

"Oh, yes, Steve, pinch me harder. Hurt me good, please?"

She was whimpering now in her need for release. Steve not only pinched her nipple hard but lowered his teeth to her other and bit down, sending her over the edge.

She screamed "YES!" as her muscles clamped down on his cock, pulsing in its orgasmic strength, her fingers clawing at his back.

 

[Elvenspell]

Steve thrusted wildly up into Caitlin as he felt her sexwalls tighten and ripple around his pole, his fingers causing her to gasp out:

"Oh, yes, Steve, pinch me harder. Hurt me good, please?"

He'd do better than that. His mouth came down to her other nipple and he bit it, chewing on it roughly as his fingers did indeed pinch with more pressure. She simply couldn't hold back and, surprisingly sooner than Steve had expected, her pussy clenched and massaged his cock, causing him to gasp strongly and pump her all the harder, riding her fiercely as she squirmed uncontrollably between his hard member and the equally hard wall.

Lifting her up off the wall but still impaled firmly inside her, he sat upon a desktop, his hands now gripping at her hips and raising her up off his shaft, then pushing her fully down upon it again, getting closer to his own release.