Ms. Smith's class is buzzing with students chattering. The first big home game is this Friday and with the release of the football roster that morning, the students are hyped. Everyone is excited for Eli Carter to follow the footsteps of the graduate Alex. Kieran on the other hand is still a little ticked off, and he goes to his desk without greeting his friends. The girls don't think too much of it because Ms. Smith quiets the class with a slap of a ruler on her desk.
"Goodness! You'd think someone had died with all this commotion. Now, I know it's a big deal but we do have things to work on. Please open your anatomy books to... pg.67."
She begins presenting and Kieran turns his attention to his phone. Annie has texted him and he's just now seeing the notifications.
Annie: "So… roster came out this morning. How'd it go?"
Kieran: "Eli Carter is starting. Figures."
Annie: "Seriously? Ugh. You're way better than him."
Kieran: "Yeah, I'll have to make sure everyone notices soon enough."
Annie: "Don't let him get in your head."
Kieran: "I won't."
Annie: "Even if he's starting, I'll still be cheering for the handsomest guy on the field."
Kieran: "Oh, crushing on Eli, are you?"
Annie: "No, Kieran. You know I mean you."
Kieran grins and puts the phone back in his pocket not wanting to get caught my Ms. Smith with the device out. As class is ending Grace walks in, ready for the Project meeting after class. She looks great. She's as tan as ever and looks great in a sports bra and Lulu shorts. She smiles at Kieran and sits down at her desk in the corner, waiting for Ms. Smith to wrap up the normal class.
After she dismissed everyone who isn't in the Project, the girls and Kieran all move to front row desks like normal. Harper smiles at him, wearing a sweater that shows just the right amount of cleavage. Her red hair dazzling in the afternoon light streaming through an open window.
"Alright class. Sorry about the cancellation yesterday, that shouldn't happen again. Today we're going to try something a little different and lean into the sexual nature of the project. While most of our training has focused on improving your sexual skills, now I'd like to focus on how to get someone to have sex with you. How will we stimulate that, you might ask...? Well, I've figured out a few good scenarios to practice with. I think Grace and I should do one to demonstrate. Grace?"
Grace stands and walks over to the blinds, closing them, then the privacy screen on the door leading to the hallway. Then she walks to Ms. Smith's desk.
"Alright, imagine this, me and your teacher are working late, planning new ideas for the Project, right? We're both tired and a little frustrated because we've hit a road block. Now, I've been feeling... into Ms. Smith recently and perhaps I want to try and make a move. Any ideas on how I should do that?"
Harper raises her hand, "Just ask?"
Grace nods, "A good one, here goes. Professor?"
"Yes?" Ms. Smith replies, in character.
"I was wondering if we could maybe... well... you and I..." Grace stutters.
"Oh! you mean... I'm sorry Grace that is highly inappropriate, I think it's time I bid you a good night." Ms. Smith gets up and pretends to leave.
"Oh." Harper says.
"No, no! That was a good idea Harper!" Grace is smiling now. "But directness won't always work, you have to read the room. Like this."
Ms. Smith sits back down and they pretend to start working again. Then, Grace stand and move behind Ms. Smith. She starts to rub her shoulders gently and begins to talk about the project, then about how tight her shoulders are. Ms. Smith instantly relaxes and agrees saying how she's been really sore recently.
"How about I help with that Professor?" Grace asks.
Ms. Smith nods and stands, "I think I'd like that actually. How should we do this?"
"Oh, it might be easier if you took your blouse and skirt off, I'm not an expert so the less in my way the better I might perform." Grace blushes.
Ms. Smith obliges and unbuttons her shirt putting in on the chair, then slowly she pulls off her skirt, revealing she isn't wearing panties beneath. Kieran's mouth opens and he sits up in his chair.
"You haven't been wearing panties all day professor?" Kieran asks.
"No, Kieran, I haven't. Now please be quiet we're demonstrating." Ms. Smith smirks. and then lays out on the desk, her breasts in the air.
Grace slowly massages her thighs then her stomach then her hands find their way to her breasts. Ms. Smith gasps in false surprise but doesn't resist as Grace moves her touch lower and lower. Just before her fingers can pass into her wet folds, Ms. Smith grabs Grace's wrist and pulls it away.
Looking flustered, "Okay, okay. Was that a good demonstration?"
The class applauds, the girls blushing a little.
Kieran laughs, "That was pretty good. Who's next?"
"Well, how about you and Harper? She's right next to you." Ms. Smith says while pulling on a robe and sitting on one of the newly installed sofas.
"Well, Harper? Up for it?" Kieran asks.
"Duh! What's our scenario, professor?" She looks at Ms. Smith expectantly.
Ms. Smith pauses, thinking. "How about you pretend to be a nurse, and Kieran you're a patient."
Harper grins, "Sure!"
Kieran stand up and walk to the teacher's desk, sitting on it as if it were an exam table. Harper walks up with a notebook in her hand and asks some fake basic questions before landing on the big one:
"So, what's your problem?" Harper asks.
"Well, I've just sort of got a problem and it won't go away. Nothing helps."
"Oh, okay, where?"
Kieran stands up covering his crotch.
Harper doesn't react, "It's okay, just move you hands and show me the issue."
Kieran obliges, moving his hands and revealing the bulge of his cock underneath the black shorts.
"Oh!" Harper feigns surprise. "Why don't you go ahead and take those off so i can inspect in in more detail?"
Kieran stands, hesitating, then pulls down his shorts. His large cock stands at attention. Harper sets the notebook down and reaches out to touch it. Her fingers are soft as she wraps her hand around the shaft. Kieran pulls her closer with a hand on her waist and they start to kiss. Her hand tightens around the shaft and she strokes it gently.
"That's a big problem you've got there mister." Harper grins and the rest of the class giggles.
She pulls off her shorts and tank top, and Kieran begins to run his hands over her breasts and ass. He pulls down her panties and reveals her short red pubic hair. Without warning he picks her up and puts her on the desk. With her legs spread wide he rubs his cock on her wet pussy. She holds it and guides the tip in. Kieran bites his lip and Harper lets out a little groan, feeling herself start to adjust. Kieran starts to move it in and out, the wetness welcoming him deeper with each thrust.
Her breasts start to bounce and her red hair falls over her shoulders as he thrusts harder and faster. She grins and moans letting him take her completely without pause. He grabs her hips and really starts to let her have it, Harper's moans fill the classroom and she kisses him.
"Fuck. I can feel you throbbing inside me." Harper moans. "Please cum for me... Please I want it!"
Kieran groans and feels release nearing. Her pussy takes him deep and fast making him feel warm all over. He moans once more and pulls out, letting his cum shoot all over her stomach.
"Fuck!" She moans.
Kieran sits next to her, Grace comes over and cleans up Harper.
"Good job you two, perfect demonstration!" Ms. Smith gives them both a kiss and helps them get dressed. "That's it for the project today I'm excited to see you back tomorrow!"
Kieran gets dressed and leaves, saying bye to the other girls. He walks through the halls of the school and finds himself on the football field. Practice doesn't start for anther 45 minutes but he starts getting ready. Stretching, passing to imaginary receivers, and sprints. Students start to show up, setting out practice equipment but he hardly notices, he's so in the zone that when the ball flies from his hand directly at Eli it must've been subconscious. He winces as Eli shouts in surprise and pain stumbling a little from the force of the blow.
"Yo! I'm sorry bro I didn't see you. You walked in front of a target." Kieran shouts.
Eli storms up, "Who the fuck do you think you are, new kid?"
Kieran stays calm even with the other guy in his face. "Listen, man. I said I was sorry."
"Break it up! What the hell are you doing Eli?" Coach Maya storms over not interested in either one of their explanations. "Back up, and get ready for practice. I don't want to see this happen again."
The boys make noises of indignation but they back away from one another, not wanting to cause a bigger scene than what has already happened. Kieran walks over to the sideline and takes a seat on a hard metal bench, frustrated. It seems as though no matter how hard he tries something keeps holding him back from progressing on this team. Maya makes him practice for about half of the time and then pulls him aside.
"I need you to keep you cool. I know that wasn't your fault but that can't happen again."
Kieran starts to speak but she cuts him off, "Go home, Kieran. You don't need this practice. I want you rested for our practice on Thursday, not getting sore right now. Don't argue, go."
Kieran nods, "Alright, I'm sorry. You know how bad I want this."
"I do. Now, relax, yeah?" She puts a hand on his arm, his sweat from practice cold against her fingertips. Kieran doesn't pull away but his heart speeds up.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll relax. Have a good day coach." Kieran pulls away and walks out of the field towards the parking lot. He sits in the car for a second uninterested in doing anything. Not wanting to go home to an empty house, not wanting to be by himself. He sighs and picks up his phone, opening it to his messages app.
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Annie is lounging on her pink bed at home, her little white French Bulldog, Laddie, is sound asleep next to her. Her hair is still wet from her after-school shower. She's wearing an oversized hoodie and has the show How I Met Your Mother playing in the background on her laptop while she does homework. Currently struggling with trigonometry Annie would much rather be doing something interesting like psychology or anatomy. Her dream in life is to become a nurse anesthetist. Not only for the pay, but because she really cares about people and she thinks the field would suit her.
Currently she's the cheer team equivalent to vice-president. Her best friend Stacy is the head of the cheer team. And, while their friendship is pretty much unwavering, Annie always regrets stepping aside for Stacy to head the cheer team. Nothing she's done recently has improved her chances at overtaking her friend. No matter how hard she practices, how hard she sucks up to the choreographers, or even how nice she is to her friends, nothing works.
Annie's phone lights up with a new text. She reads Kieran's name on the screen.
Kieran: "Hey! up for ice cream?"
Annie grins.
Annie: "Duh! Pick me up?"
Kieran: "Sure, send me the address!
Annie sends him the address and he says he'll be there in 20 minutes. She grins and hops out of bed, putting on jeans and a sweater knowing that it'll be a little chilly since the sun has gone down. She runs downstairs at the ding of the doorbell and opens the door to her handsome boy.