AUTHOR: Half-Pint
Sorry if its short, writer's block.
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Chel arrived early for class the next day after the field trip. Spot was in the room preparing the day's lesson already. Chel quietly walked in and took a seat. Spot looked up and flashed her a smile.
"Heya Chel," he told her as his pen swiftly danced across the page. He looked up and looked Chel over...he had to admit she was looking pretty hot. She smiled nervously and shifted in her seat, knowing he was staring at her and checking her out.
"So, Chel," he said putting his feet up on the desk and resting his hands behind his neck, looking ever so sexy. "You want some extra credit?"
She nodded vigorously. "What do I have to do?"
Spot grinned and thumbed his pimp cane.
"What you have to do is in my pants." he said with a lustful gleam in his eye.
Chel's mouth dropped to the ground. Spot only asked the most beautiful young ladies to "stay after" for their extra credit. Once she recovered from her shock, she stood up and walked over to Spot and proceeded to perform oral sex on him.
He moaned and groaned quite loudly, thinking no one was in the building...but au contraire. Just as he was hitting his climax, Jack walked in, his fuzzy journal in tow.
"Hey Spot!" he said before looking down to see a lovely young Chel sucking on him.
"What?!" he screamed gripping the fuzzy journal.
Chel stood up and wiped her mouth as Spot hurriedly zipped himself back up.
"Heya, Jacky-boy." Spot said, trying to sound normal after the pleasure Chel had just given him.
Jack's lips quivered.
"You were giving Spot a blow job, weren't you?" he asked.
"Well, it was only extra credit."
"No, no, it was more than extra credit! And I trimmed your pubes for you!" Jack said running out of the room, tears blinding his path.
Spot stood up and ran after him, leaving Chel with not only a bitter heart (every girl had a crush on Spot), but a bitter taste in her mouth.
"Jack...wait!" he called.
"No!" Jack yelled running out of the building. He nestled himself under a shady tree and cried his poor eyes out. After he had cried his last tear, he opened his fuzzy journal.
"Dear Diary,
Omigosh, I think I'm in love with Spot. I saw this really fine girl, Chel, giving him head and I started crying. That is so messed up diary. Ooooh, diary, I am so confused. Spot is the biggest pimp of them all, but I think I love him...but Vinyl...I love her too. Maybe she'll have a threesome with us. But I can't think about that right now...I'm pissed at Spot. I am going to go home and have sex with Vinyl."
END PART SIX
Sorry if its short, writer's block.
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Chel arrived early for class the next day after the field trip. Spot was in the room preparing the day's lesson already. Chel quietly walked in and took a seat. Spot looked up and flashed her a smile.
"Heya Chel," he told her as his pen swiftly danced across the page. He looked up and looked Chel over...he had to admit she was looking pretty hot. She smiled nervously and shifted in her seat, knowing he was staring at her and checking her out.
"So, Chel," he said putting his feet up on the desk and resting his hands behind his neck, looking ever so sexy. "You want some extra credit?"
She nodded vigorously. "What do I have to do?"
Spot grinned and thumbed his pimp cane.
"What you have to do is in my pants." he said with a lustful gleam in his eye.
Chel's mouth dropped to the ground. Spot only asked the most beautiful young ladies to "stay after" for their extra credit. Once she recovered from her shock, she stood up and walked over to Spot and proceeded to perform oral sex on him.
He moaned and groaned quite loudly, thinking no one was in the building...but au contraire. Just as he was hitting his climax, Jack walked in, his fuzzy journal in tow.
"Hey Spot!" he said before looking down to see a lovely young Chel sucking on him.
"What?!" he screamed gripping the fuzzy journal.
Chel stood up and wiped her mouth as Spot hurriedly zipped himself back up.
"Heya, Jacky-boy." Spot said, trying to sound normal after the pleasure Chel had just given him.
Jack's lips quivered.
"You were giving Spot a blow job, weren't you?" he asked.
"Well, it was only extra credit."
"No, no, it was more than extra credit! And I trimmed your pubes for you!" Jack said running out of the room, tears blinding his path.
Spot stood up and ran after him, leaving Chel with not only a bitter heart (every girl had a crush on Spot), but a bitter taste in her mouth.
"Jack...wait!" he called.
"No!" Jack yelled running out of the building. He nestled himself under a shady tree and cried his poor eyes out. After he had cried his last tear, he opened his fuzzy journal.
"Dear Diary,
Omigosh, I think I'm in love with Spot. I saw this really fine girl, Chel, giving him head and I started crying. That is so messed up diary. Ooooh, diary, I am so confused. Spot is the biggest pimp of them all, but I think I love him...but Vinyl...I love her too. Maybe she'll have a threesome with us. But I can't think about that right now...I'm pissed at Spot. I am going to go home and have sex with Vinyl."
END PART SIX