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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 20:21:05 GMT -5
"Big enough for you to get a detention," he said. Detention. Hmm... The thought hit him instantly. "My IQ is quite large, by the way. Possibly too large for a girl like you," He stood up as he packed up his attache' case, clearly towering over AnnaMaria. Perfect. A smirk was creeping along his fine lips. Being in control was something he loved, and this mysterious girl needed to be controlled... properly.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on May 25, 2009 20:21:59 GMT -5
Callie rolled her eyes at this and bit her tounge from laughing. Was all this girl got? Man, she needs to broaden her horizans, make him not want her... at least not all of her at once, you have to give them sipps or they get bored. She still sat in her seat once he dismissed the class as Anna went to the front.
Alright idea think fast, if she wanted him and got him they have to work together, her and anna. She left her books on the desk and walked next to anna and asked, "Hey I was wondering about the other night, if i left any of my clothes in your car?" Anna understand what i'm saying.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 20:26:15 GMT -5
Anna rolled her eyes at Mr. D. "I figured you might say that." Anna stopped in front of his desk, she wasn't leaving. "So, what kind of detention?
Anna was smirking at him, looking him up and down. Somebody was happy, he was defidently turned on by the words of Anna and Callie. Speaking of Callie, Anna turned when Callie spoke.
She looked at her bitterly, and then realized what she meant. She sauntered over towards Callie, almost ignoring Mr. D - but not quite. "I think your bra was left in the car. But I thought you weren't wearing one that night." It was a complete lie, because never in her whole life would she ever be caught with her.
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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 20:40:09 GMT -5
"Well, I-" Mr. Demonte began but then stopped short, listening in on the girl's conversation. These girls are trying to kill me. Either that or I've already died and gone to Heaven. Maybe Hell because they're such a cock tease.
"Out late again last night Miss Monmair?" he chimed in. "Perhaps that's where you learned how to interrupt people when they're discussing important subjects." He wasn't sure if it would work, but these girls were literally throwing themselves at him. "Why don't you join Miss Damion tonight at her detention for your rudeness. The library after school. Don't be late."
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 20:43:57 GMT -5
Anna turned back to Mr. D, and smiled, blowing him a kiss. "I'm very upset and distraught about this detention. How am I ever going to stand it? Couldn't we just get it over with now Mr. Demonte? I mean everyone has gone."
Anna turned back to Callie, worest enemie to possibly getting some commrade.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on May 25, 2009 20:47:29 GMT -5
Cal smirked over at Anna, loving her mind one bit at a time. Cal stood beside Anna and lifted her skirt a inch before leaning her head agianst Anne;s shoulder. She pouted as looked like the innocent cathlioc school girl she was raised to be. "Yay, i mean, I don't think i can handle the pressure of Detention another mintiue"
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 20:52:05 GMT -5
Anna tried not to cringe when Callie laid her head on her shoulder, she still wanted to be the first with Mr. D. She wasn't big on sharing. Not even a little bit. But maybe sharing would lead to not having to share anymore.
"Callie, darling, I feel your pain." Anna could also feel the pain William was going through, he was tortouring himself by not getting up right now and doing what he wanted to do. "You know Mr. D, in the olden days sometimes floggings were intailed during detention. Would you like us to go ahead and get prepaired for that?"
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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 20:59:38 GMT -5
Mr. Demonte shifted awkwardly, sitting leaning himself slightly on his desk though still trying to come off as confident. "Well ladies, flogging is a bit inappropriate and painful don't you think?" The blonde bombshell was even more enticing with her skirt inched up and the brunette vixen was driving him clinically insane with her provocative comments. I could think of some other ways I could flog you though, he thought. One of his hands reached up to his tie, loosening it slightly.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 21:04:12 GMT -5
Anna couldn't control herself when Mr. Demonte loosened his tie. She moved away from Callie and walked towards him tentivly. She used her Vampire strength to pull his chair out some from the desk. She straddled him suddenly, and she reached out and took his tie, wrapping it around her hand and pulling him towards her. Her lips caught his suddenly, in a hot - but - short kiss. She just had to. Or she'd go insane.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself, you've been begging for it. Don't lie." She ran her pointer finger across his lips.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on May 25, 2009 21:08:03 GMT -5
She pursed her lips as Anna made her move, but she wasn't going to lie, she was loving it. Cal smirked and got behind him, she wrapped her arms around his mucled body and started popping his buttons. Sher whispered in his hear in her sex toned voice. "I think its getting kind of hot in here, don't you agree?" She got the last button from its hole and began to nibble on his ear.
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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 21:18:52 GMT -5
Mr. Demonte's face showed nothing but utter shock when AnnaMaria straddled and kissed him. His arousal was obvious through his pants now. When Callie whispered into his ear he felt as if he would lose it completely, letting out a soft moan. He let his eyes close when he felt his shirt being unbuttoned.
His body eminated pure ecstacy as his fantasy played out around him. These two brazen young girls were successfully seducing and tantalizing him, a 28 year old man. He gripped both armrests as he let his head lull back in his chair.
"It is...hot," he manged to whisper in a raspy voice, succumbing to them.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 25, 2009 21:23:43 GMT -5
Anna's smile grew when Callie joined in on her taunting. This teacher probablly didn't expect this. "So, Mr. Demonte, did you expect that English class equated to sex ed?"
She grinned, as he shirt was removed, she helped Callie push it from his shoulders. Revealing a nice chest, which she gladly ran her hands across. She could feel just how happy he had become with all of this.
She leaned past Mr. D, whispering to Callie, "He's about to pop, what do you want to do?" Her voice was low and seductive, she was turned on more than ever. She wanted him now, and would've if Callie wasn't there. But she lived with it and rolled with it. She'd have Mr. D alone someday.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on May 25, 2009 21:29:23 GMT -5
Callie smirked and looked down as his head rolled back. She laughed throwing her head back, they usually didn't go this fast, but they faster they come, the harder they fall. "I think we should taunt him. show him this..." She dipped her head to his ledt ear and whispered. "and that" but before she raised her head agian.
"i'll get alone one of this days" she lifted her head and brought her lips to his, making movements even his private little videos couldn't master. She knew her chest was in the middle of his eyesight... Men had the strangest turn ons.
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Post by William Demonte on May 25, 2009 21:42:52 GMT -5
This really wasn't something Will should have gotten himself into, but there was no turning back now. He was enjoying himself too much, and there was no way he had the strength to leave. Two school girls all over him, all to himself. The thought itself was almost enough to send him over the edge.
"Oh hell, Callie," he said weakly as she tortured him even more. His legs beneath him felt like jelly, and his heart was thumping in his chest. Unable to hold himself back, he reached his hands up and ran them along Callie's waist greedily enjoying her perfectly formed curves.
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Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 26, 2009 5:47:52 GMT -5
Anna heard Callie tell him they'd be alone some day. Her eys glowered at her. She ground her hips against Mr. Demonte. Fingers running in cirlces across his chest, hands dipping low. But not low enough to give him what he wanted.
Anna reached down to take his hand, bringing it up to her chest. "What do you want Mr. Demonte? How bad do you want it?" She bucked her hips again, leaning foward to kiss his lips. She wanted him with out sharing, but was slowly seeing that wasn't going to happen.
Both off her hands continued to play against his chest, tracing the shape of his muscles. Then she stopped, dropping them down to his belt. And sitting them there. He wasn't getting what he wanted just yet.
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