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Archive-name: School/bedtime.txt
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Archive-author: Shadowcat
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Archive-title: Bedtime Story
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It's your last class of the week and you are glad as hell cause its been a
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bitch but there is one consolation your new prof. She is gorgeous and moves
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and smells just as good. You have been having a hard time concentrating on
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your class work all hour because you notice even through her heavy sweater
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that her nipples are erect and you would swear that she isn't wearing a bra
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underneath it , which raises and undying question in your mind (and else
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where) if she is wearing any underwear at all. Just as you for the fourth
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time in as many minutes wish that you could wrap your lips around her
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aureole, you hear her say that class is dismissed , but as you start to
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stand she points a pencil at you and says that she needs to talk to
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you. You restlessly wonder what could have gone wrong so early in
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the semester as it is only the third week and this must be a new
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record even for you. But patiently you wait till the rest of the
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class has left then nervously you walk up to her desk. Her long
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wavy red hair is draping down over her shoulder like a cloak
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and it makes it that much harder for you to think of her as a
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superior but you try. Then she looks up and you see her emerald
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green eyes looking you swear right to your heart and you look
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away hoping she can't read your mind. She reaches over oh so
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gently places her hand under your chin and lifts it so that
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you are forced to look into those most enchanting eyes. She
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smiles and asks you what is wrong you weren't having any
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problem looking at her in class and you realize that she
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caught you staring at her and you turn a shade of red
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that is definitely a new addition to the painters art.
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She gives off a laugh that sounds more like a tinkling
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of bells then a human utterance. She then tells you that
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she doesn't mind and in fact is quite flattered she then
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looks at your crotch and repeats quite flattered. once more
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you make a new chromatic effect. She just smiles and asks
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what you have planned for the night. You are slightly stunned
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by her forwardness but answer that you had only planned to
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possible go out drinking with the guys and then crashing.
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She says that that sounds rather dull and asks if you wouldn't
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rather come to her place for a drink , as she presses her ample
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bosom against your arm. Not wanting to let the spell break you
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ask where she lives and explain that you would like to get a shower
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and change before you go over. She grins and says that the two of
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you can stop over at your room for you to grab a change of clothes
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and you can take a shower at her place. Not believing your luck you
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agree and say that it might be a good idea for the two of you to meet
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on neutral ground and suggest that she wait for you at the student union
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and that you will meet her there in 10 minutes. She agrees and tells
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you to make sure that you bring your black denims and gray flannel shirt
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that you had been wearing last week. This definitely confirms that you
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haven't been the only one looking seeing as those are your tightest jeans.
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It takes you about 3 minutes to get to your dorm--a new school record;
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another two to find your clothes then 4 to get to the union leaving you
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a whole minute to rest. Just then she walks in looks around as if hunting for
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someone she can't find ,gives you a nod then leaves. You give it a few
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minutes for comfort then you get up and follow her out. She is sitting
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waiting in her car. You get in and it smells like roses. You nervously
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sit back and you're off. About a block away you hit a red light and she
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bends over and kisses you dead on the lips. The shock slowly wears off
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and you look at her--she seems to have a look as if this is an every
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day occurrence. When you arrive at her apartment it is on the outskirts
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of town and you are sure that no one will recognize you. You slowly
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head up the stairs that lead to her flat watching her supple ass
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all the way and you are almost positive she is wearing nothing
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beneath. You reach the top of the stairs and she shows you where
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you can take your shower. You shut the door behind you, breathe
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a sigh of relief and get undressed. After a few minutes under
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the hot water you hear what sounds like the door opening and
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softly closing. Just then the shower door slides open and there
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she stands completely unclothed from her soft red hair to her
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two bare feet. You stand there in amazement as she asks
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if she can join you. You blink twice and say sure, and she
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slips in beside you then closes the door and picks up the
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soap and begins to lather your chest. Just then the soap
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slips from her hand and not missing a beat you pick it up
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and begin rubbing it over her firm soft breasts, and
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decide that they are far from a disappointment. You then
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ease your way down to her stomach and lather it up. You
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feel a hand on the back of yours and she slowly guides it
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to the flame red bush at the apex of her thighs and you feel
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her hot wet passage on your finger tips and you begin to
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slowly rub till her clit emerges from its hood then you ever
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so carefully make circular motions with you fingers just above
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her panic button till she can take almost no more, and asks you
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to stop. She then turns around to rinse her self off and you get
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your first real glimpse of her firm raw ass. just as your mouth
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begins to water she turns and takes the soap from your hand and
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begins to once more wash your chest and stomach, then slowly moves
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her way down till she is holding your erect cock in her hand and
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gives you the most expert hand job in history. Just as you are about
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to blow she stops and says that you had better rinse off and get
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dressed for dinner then gets out of the shower and leaves the room.
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You quickly hop out of the stall, dry your self off and get dressed.
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When you get out of the bathroom She is standing there wearing the tightest
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pair of slacks you have ever seen and they accentuate her muff well enough
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so you are positive this time that she is wearing no underwear. She
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informs you that dinner will be ready in a couple minutes and suggests that
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the two of you go in the living room and have a drink while you wait. The
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conversation over drinks is anything but sexual as she asks the standard
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what are you going to do with your life shit that always goes on when
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you don't know what else to say. Dinner also proves to be nice but far
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from exciting till dessert when she walks over to the refrigerator and
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takes out only a can of Redi-Whip and announces that she is dessert and
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sets the can down on the table and undoes the zipper to her pants
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(which you notice goes all the way from the front to the back).
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She steps out of the jeans and sits down on the table in front of
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you with one foot on each side of your chair and hands you the
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whipped cream. You spray a little bit around the outside of her
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quim then shoot some up inside and begin to run your tongue all
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around making sure you get every last bit and almost bringing
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her off but just stopping on the brink like she had done to you.
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She is hot and ready and says that you aren't going to get away
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that easy as she grabs your wrist and leads you into the bedroom
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where she pushes you backwards onto the bed and yanks the
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jeans right off your body and massages you cock till its hard
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and ready, then eases her hot quim over your cock till you
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can feel every inch inside her hot spasming cunt, and
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she gives out a long low moan as you feel every muscle
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grip and release through her orgasm. Then after what seems
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like forever she looks down and grins and says that now
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its your turn to go to heaven and slowly lowers her
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warm soft lips around your cock and slides up and down
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till you think your mind will leave you then she gives
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one last deep throat and you blow your load deep down
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her throat and the two of you lie there in the glow of
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you passion , only to continue once more the next day--
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but that is another story entirely.
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