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Archive name: After School Studies
Authors name: Donkey bud (Donkeybud@aol.com)
Date: May 3, 1998 




Author:  Donk-Man





I am a high school health teacher.  Health is one of the classes every
student must take to graduate.  Every year I have my "favorite
students."  This year I had quite a few most of them in the same
class.  My favorite was Morgan she has small breasts but they are
perfectly formed.  She is about 5'5".  My other favorite is Emily she
has blond hair, B-cup breasts, is 16 and has an ass to die for.  One
day Morgan and Emily (who happened to be in the same class) came up to
my desk after class.  To discuss my reward insensitive...I had been
taking various students out to dinner if they got one of the three
highest grades on my midterms or finals...the grade had to be an A
though... They wanted to know if I would still take them out (if they
qualified) if I tutored them before the final.

"Of course I would take you," I said with a smile.  "Though you need
to tell your parents I am tutoring you because I tutor at my home," I
added quickly.

"Well could we go now?" questioned Morgan.

"Well I'm not sure would it be okay with your parents?"

"I'm staying at Morgan's house and her parents just left for a 2 month
cruise."

"So when do you need to be home?"  I asked while undressing her out of
her tight T-shirt and skirt with my eyes.

"Whenever we are finished," said Morgan who was wearing overalls and a
yellow T-shirt.

"Well I have to go...are you coming?" In the car Morgan sat up front
giving me a great view of her budding breasts.

When we got to my house I asked the girls if they wanted to order
pizza because I was starving.  Great idea they chimed in harmony.  So
when I ordered the pizza they went into the den.  By the time I got
back to the den Emily and Morgan were sitting on the floor talking
about the recent couples at school.

"So who's new to the dating circle?" I said to be sociable.

"Me and my boyfriend broke up last week," Morgan said with a tear in
her eye.

"Oh!  I'm sorry...I didn't mean..." I said stumbling over my words.  I
put my arms around her to comfort her.

"I don't know why I'm acting like...I broke up with him because he was
an asshole," she sobbed hugging me closer to her, "I'm sorry, I'm
just dumb."

"No your not your a wonderful person," I said trying to cheer her up.

"Morgan you know I love you," Emily said.

Sniffling Morgan said, "I know but I'm ugly...no guy will ever like
me."

"That's not true, I think your beautiful," I said looking into her
eyes.

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course I do," I said smiling.  She kissed my cheek and said,
"Thanks, you're so sweet."  Right then the doorbell rang.  I had
completely forgot the pizza.  So I jumped with the bell.

"I'll get it you two stay here," Emily offered.  Morgan said she owed
me something but she didn't want to give it to me with Emily there.

"So what is this gift?" I asked, and at that same moment Morgan
pressed her lips against mine, our tongues intertwining and fencing
with each other.  Emily walked in right as we finished.

"Pizza's here!" announced Emily with a swing of her hips.

Then we moved to the kitchen.  Emily sat across from me and shortly
after sitting down she started to rub her leg on my crotch.  So I
replied by sliding my foot up to her pussy.  Under her skirt.  I found
that she was not wearing panties.  As soon as my bare foot touched her
sweet soft lips she shuddered.  Then I slowly started to rub my toes
along her pussy eliciting a sigh from her small mouth.

"Are you ok Emily?" Morgan asked concerned.

"Unghhh huh," was the only response Emily could manage.

Just then my toes found her clit and I started to gently rub it.
Sliding my other foot up to her cunt, I slowly pumped my big toe in
and out of her pussy.  While continuing to caress her clit lightly.
By this time Emily had stopped eating.  At that moment she came her
lithe body started to vibrate and convulse her cunt clinging to my
toe.

After she had settled down she told us she was going to the bathroom.

To be continued if I receive enough email comments.....
