I was a member of our college’s football cheerleading squad and proudly ware the short, pleated purple and gold shirt and was lucky, because at the age of 18, I well-advanced beyond my fellow female classmates and had full, firm breast to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday’s preceding a football game. I had little sexual experience but once-in-a-while when my hormones were raging, I would go to the girl’s restrooms on these Friday mornings to slip out of my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a tantalizing sillouete underneath my well-tailored sweater. Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely reach up under my shirt when sitting at my desk and play with my most, supple pink lips and bring myself to a secret hot orgasm. Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean over to take a sip form the water fountain I could excite myself with the though that one of the boys that I wanted to impress would get an eyeful.
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One week prior to the big game against our long-standing rival school, I had been chosen my a lottery and entered into a pact of secrecy with my fellow cheerleaders to paint our school’s mascot symbol on our rival’s schools bus. It had been an annual event which was “destined” to become an annual tradition. Unfortunately, however, unbeknownst to me I was caught in the act. Friday, the next morning, I rushed to the restroom to stuff my bra into my purse and was now proudly outfitted in my pleated short skirt and tightly fitting sweater. Upon emerging for the restroom, I ran into our assistant vice-principal, Mr. Humphrey. Mr. Humphrey was a 6′ tall handsome specimen of a full grown man. All of the girls in the school held a secret crush on him and I was no exception. Mr. Humphrey asked me where I was the night before and I was speechless. He then told me to report to his office immediately. When I entered his office, he rose form his desk and come around to close the door and told me to sit down. He proceeded to pace and told me that he had anticipated this annual act of vandalism and staked out the area where our rival’s school bus was parked —— I was caught in the act. He told me that he had little choice but to relinquish my position on the cheerleading squad. The thought of being thrown off the squad let alone having my parents find out and giving up my uniform was more than I could bear. Read more
Brianna looked outside her bedroom window at the pouring rain. Thoughts raced through her mind about the previous day at school. She sighed and thought to herself, “I’ll never go back to school again.” It all started when she told Jessica about her feelings for Dwayne. Brianna had liked Dwayne for a long time, probably since they were in third grade. Brianna never would’ve thought that Jessica liked Dwayne also. But she did.
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Brianna got butterflies in her stomach every time Dwayne talked to her. Jessica noticed this one day when Dwayne was talking to Brianna. When he left, Jessica asked Brianna what was up with her. “Nothing”, Brianna replied. “Are you sure? You looked kinda nervous when Dwayne was talking to you”, Jessica said smiling at Brianna. “Oh that’s how I always look”, Brianna lied. She started to walk away but Jessica grabbed her shoulder and said, “Ok stop the bullshit Brianna. There’s something going on with you. Tell me what’s wrong.” “Ok”, Brianna said, “the thing is… I like Dwayne, but I don’t know how he feels about me.” Jessica just looked at Brianna. After a moment of silence, she said “that’s cute, why don’t you tell him how you feel?” “I don’t know just too shy I guess… Can you tell him for me?” Brianna said shyly. Jessica thought for a moment then said, “sure I’ll ask him how he feels about you after school today in the music room.” Read more
I was a member of our college’s football cheerleading squad and proudly wear the short, pleated purple and gold shirt and was lucky, because at the age of 18, I well-advanced beyond my fellow female classmates and had full, firm breast to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday’s preceding a football game. I had a little sexual experience but once-in-a-while when my hormones were raging, I would go to the girl’s restrooms on these Friday mornings to slip out of my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a tantalizing sillouete underneath my well-tailored sweater. Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely reach up under my shirt when sitting at my desk and play with my most, supple pink lips and bring myself to a secret hot orgasm. Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean over to take a sip form the water fountain I could excite myself with the though that one of the boys that I wanted to impress would get an eyeful.
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One week prior to the big game against our long-standing rival school, I had been chosen by a lottery and entered into a pact of secrecy with my fellow cheerleaders to paint our school’s mascot symbol on our rival’s schools bus. It had been an annual event which was “destined” to become an annual tradition. Unfortunately, however, unbeknownst to me I was caught in the act. Friday, the next morning, I rushed to the restroom to stuff my bra into my purse and was now proudly outfitted in my pleated short skirt and tightly fitting sweater. Upon emerging for the restroom, I ran into our assistant vice-principal, Mr. Humphrey. Mr. Humphrey was a 6 foot tall handsome specimen of a full grown man. All of the girls in the school held a secret crush on him and I was no exception. Mr. Humphrey asked me where I was the night before and I was speechless. He then told me to report to his office immediately. When I entered his office, he rose from his desk and came around to close the door and told me to sit down. He proceeded to pace and told me that he had anticipated this annual act of vandalism and staked out the area where our rival’s school bus was parked —— I was caught in the act. He told me that he had little choice but to relinquish my position on the cheerleading squad. Read more
“You can’t make me stay here,” Quincy Davis spat at her mother while kicking and screaming all the way up the steps of the Northern States School for Girls!!! “I can and you will,” Joan Davis replied grimly while shoving her eighteen year old daughter through the front door towards the admitting office, “and if I hear that you’ve given these people any trouble at all, I’ll make damn sure that you’ll wish you hadn’t!!!” “Ha,” Quincy fired back, “if you don’t think I won’t be able to split this place, then you’re fucking nuts!!!” Just as Joan was about to reply to her daughter’s insolent response, a tall matronly woman appeared from inside the admitting offices and said sternly, “That will be the last time you use that kind of language at Northern States, young lady, I’m Harriett Taggert, the administrator of the school,” she said while extending her to Mrs. Davis, “if you and your daughter would please follow me, we can get on with her admission!!!”
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After everyone had taken their seat, Harriett Taggert opened up a already thick file and after perusing the top page, leaned back in her chair, took off her glasses and cleaned them, and then with a shake of her head said evenly, “It seems that you were pretty busy little girl down in big city, well don’t worry about a thing, Mrs. Davis, we’re going to see to it that Quincy is kept very busy indeed!!!” “You can’t make me do a damn thing,” the mouthy little bitch snapped, while staring out the window as is she hadn’t a care in the world, “and I’d just like to see you try!!!” “I’ll have to apologize for my daughter’s behavior,” Joan Davis said sadly, “ever since her father passed away it’s been getting harder and harder to control her!!!” “There’s no need apologizing to me, Mrs. Davis,” Harriett Taggert quickly replied, “it’s certainly not your fault that Quincy was caught riding in a stolen car, smoking marijuana, shop lifting, and of course, probably the worst offense of all, having sex with a mulitude of partners, no, these were things that she did on her own and will have to pay the consequences for!!!”
“So, Mrs. Dawson,” Diane Thomas opined, “I believe that our facility will do wonders for Kenneth, all he needs is to surround himself with others in that same boat as he’s in!!!” “I hope so, Miss Thomas,” Jana Dawson said with a shake of her head, “Kenneth desperately needs to feel accepted just as he is!!!” “”Don’t worry about that,” Diane replied, “here at BP Academy Kenneth will be just another boy in the student population, I’m sure that he’ll fit in just fine, now I’ve reviewed Kenny’s file and although I have a pretty good handle on what he’s gone through, could you just take a few minutes to fill me in on his situation!?!” “Of course, Miss Thomas, I’d be more than happy to,” Jana Dawson said while patting her eighteen year old son on the arm, “as you already know, Kenneth has fortunately or unfortunately been blessed with an incredibly large penis!!!” Miss Dawson nodded gravely and replied, “I understand that, Mrs. Thomas, please continue!!!” “Well as I’m sure you’re aware,” Jana went on, “a boy like Kenneth ends up being envied and in some cases despised by his classmates, up until he is finally ostracized from the rest of the group leaving him totally alone, and of course with the girls it’s pretty much the same thing, with the main difference being that they’re terrified of his massive organ and what it might do to them!!!” Diane Dawson knowingly nodded her head and replied softly, “Well don’t worry, we’re going to do something about that, of that I can guarantee!!!
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“So, what’s the next step,” Jana asked!?! “I don’t want you to feel offended,” Miss Dawson said softly, “but sometimes, unfortunately, some parents have tried to enroll their sons when in fact they had erections that were nowhere near large enough to pass our strict admission standards, so I must insist that Kenneth erect himself and expose himself to me for examination!!!” “A perfectly reasonable request,” Jana Thomas replied while turning to her son and ordering, “Kenneth, please stand up and show Miss Dawson your penis!!!” The red faced young man, although mortified at his situation, quickly obeyed his domineering mother and did as he was told!!! An impassive Diane Dawson looked on as the boy dropped his pants and slid down his shorts, and only then did she gasp when witnessing the huge organ swinging semi erect between the young man’s spindly thighs!!! “M-my goodness, Mrs. Thomas,” Diane Dawson stammered, “Kenneth has a wonderfully large penis, it’s so sad that others don’t feel the same way!!!” “I completely concur,” Jana replied, “those pricks back at his old high school were just a bunch of jealous assholes, and the girls were brain washed by the boys into fearing him!!!”
Jason was in deep trouble and he knew it, he was on the verge of flunking Economics 1! Jesus Christ, why did he even take this stupid course, it had absolutely nothing to do with his major, and if he didn’t get at least a passing grade, he wouldn’t graduate this spring with his class, and what’s worse, he’d have to stay for the summer session and take it over again and he had plans to tour Europe with a couple of his buddies as kind of a last fling. While Professor Watters was known for his toughness, Jason figured he didn’t have anything to lose by doing a little begging for his academic life, so he scheduled an appointment with the professor for the following day. Right from the start he could see that coming here had been a big mistake, as Professor Watters was totally unsympathetic to his situation. “Study harder, Mr. Polk, that is the only advice I can give you,” Professor Watters intoned cryptically, “I’ve never given a grade that a student didn’t deserve, and I most certainly won’t start now!!!” “Good day, Mr. Polk,” he said acidly, “I have a lot of work to do!”
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Jason dragged himself out of his chair and trudged down the hall, trying in vain to think of a way out of his mess. While walking, a slightly round figure approached him in the hallway, it was Jaime Kurtz, Professor Watters graduate assistant. While always wearing thick glasses, Jaime was the ultimate bookworm, and at only about five foot two inches tall, her short frame was forced to carry in excess of 185 pounds, so she looked much like a walking bowling ball! Before they passed each other, Jason had a quick brainstorm, and in desperation played his last card, “Jaime, how ya doin” he asked easily, “nice lecture you gave today, I can see why the Professor has put so much faith in you!” Jaime stopped as she neared Jason, and asked eagerly, “Did you really like it, I put a lot of work into that lecture, I hope the students appreciated it!” “Oh, I know I did,” Jason replied, “it was very good, but there’s just one thing,” and he let his voice trail off. “What’s that” she asked quickly, “if there was something wrong, I could correct it before the next class.” “Oh, no,” he answered smoothly, “it’s just that, well, I just don’t seem to understand the material like I should, do you think that you could maybe give me a little extra help, I mean, I’d pay you for your time!!!” “Oh you don’t have to pay me anything,” she replied excitedly, “that’s what were here for, to help the students!” “Good,” he said, “then it’s settled, let’s get together tonight at your place to go over the parts I’m having trouble with, okay!?!” The meeting was quickly arranged, and Jason was set to meet Jaime Kurtz that evening in her apartment at eight pm.
