Message-ID: <15212eli$9809110157@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: two_or_more@hotmail.com Subject: The Private School Chronicles, Part III (M+,f anal, oral) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6svqgk$ov7$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> *You guys know the rules. If you aren't suppose to read this, then don't. Please enjoy. The Private School Chronicles, Part III For weeks I spent my time in the office of Mr Lucas, on my hands and knees or my back, or with Mr White, my history teacher. Sometimes I would sit under Mr Lucas' desk while he had meetings with faculty or parents. I would suck his cock as he spoke with the other adults. I had to remain quiet or be noticed by the other people in the office. It was hard when Mr Lucas pulled my head all the way down on his cock and I could barely breathe. When he came in my mouth, I learned to swallow every drop or I was required to stay late after school with Mr White and Mr Lucas, one in my mouth and the other in my pussy. My parents thought she was just becoming a bad student and urged her study harder. It was a Thursday afternoon that they finally told me what they were planning. Mr Lucas handed me a bag filled with clothing, instructions and a letter to my parents explaining why I would be in school on a Friday night. I would not be required to come to school tomorrow. Instead I should arrive at the school around nine o'clock at night and expect to spend the night there. The explation to the parents was that it was a special class project in science on the study of the stars. Of course, this could only be done at such a late hour. * * * The next night I began preparing. First, I took a long bath. That was followed by a couple of enemas. The instructions said that I would be punished if I was not completely clean everywhere. I then dressed in the special school uniform that had been given to me. I wore no underwear. The plaid skirt was shorter then normal, and there was a slit on one side that reached to my hip. Instead of a white blouse I wore a skimpy halter top that had been modified. The matiral had been sliced so that it barely covered my breasts. I fixed my hair so that it was in a cheerleader ponytail, high on my head. I felt very slutty. I put on my buckled shoes and an overcoat, through the stilleto heals into my back pack and walked outside. I avoided my parents but they yelled at me to have a goodnight. I certainly would. It was hard to bike to school without showing anything, even in an overcoat. I hooked my bike up, changed to my heels and walked into the building. At the door Mr White met me. He told me to remove the coat and back pack and leave it there. I did as I was told and walked along with him, not knowning what was going to happen. I noticed that he was watching me in my slutty outfit. For his benefit I added more swing to my hips. I noticed that we were going toward the gym. We entered and Mr White stopped to close and lock the door. That made me a little nervous. I looked around gym and my breathe caught in my throat. There were close to twenty men there, all naked. I glanced at Mr White and noticed that he too was stripping. Oh MY GOD. I quickly looked around more. The entire floor was covered by mats, there were tubes of something scattered all over. A couple of towels in one corner. I glanced up and noticed that there were several newly installed cameras. So this is what I was perfect for. Mr Lucas began to walk towards me. "Welcome Amy. You ofcourse understand that you may leave at any time." He looked at the doors that were all closed and probably locked. "However, if you do refuse to do anything tonight that your teachers want you to do, you will fail all your classes this year and be forced to spend another year here." I thought it over for a minute. I had enjoyed the sex with two of these men already. Even though I was eighteen, my parents would kill me if they ever found out that I had done anything. And I had no desire to take another year of high school. "I have no wish to leave." -- I love to know what people think about my stories, so send me a messages at two_or_more@hotmail.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----