Pareta College


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Pareta College

Prelude

It was an ordinary work day. Not a huge amount to look forward to.

Work in the city would be there waiting for me. The one great thing about the day, was it was also a school day. I'd always catch the bus into work, and the best part about catching the bus was waiting for it to turn up. Sound crazy? Not if the bus stop was right outside a private girl's school.

Pareta College was a small size Catholic high school for girls, with 2 classes of about 25 in each year level, from grade 9 to grade 12 (Senior). The had a few fat ugly students, but most of them were real hotties. They'd pass me by as they entered the school grounds as I waited for my bus. I loved watching their cute tight school uniform clad bodies as they made their way into another day's studies. But it was quiet a few years since I last went to high school, so they weren't at all interested in me. In fact sometimes I'm sure they knew my eyes were taking in their teen features, but would continue to ignore me.

My bus turned up, so it was off to work for another day. Nine turned into five, the sun set and the moon rose, TV dinners were eaten in front of the TV, and that was it for another day.

That night something changed my life.

I was thinking about my old school days in the 1980's, and how me and my friends used to spend hours playing Dungeons and Dragons. My characters grew powerful, established their own vast empires controlling the fantasy world's destiny. They were highly skilled in the craft of magic, and were neither good or bad. They just did what best suited the situation.

I dreamed that my Emperor character, Andrenicus visited me in my own bedroom.

"James, wake up it's me, Emperor Andrenicus," he said.

"Er hi," I sheepishly replied. After all, what would Andrenicus be doing, visiting me in a dream, 15 years since I last played the character.

"James, we've been watching you the past couple of months since we opened a wormhole into your world. It's a very interesting place you have here."

I couldn't tell if he meant my bedroom, or suburban life here on planet Earth.

He picked up a copy of porn magazine I had lying on the dressing table, and quickly flicked through the pages.

"I see you have good taste in women," he went on.

"Yeah," I replied "Shame I don't have more luck with them when it's real life."

Andrenicus looked at me. His eyes narrowed, and his crooked smile that I was so use to describing during games, broke across his face.

"James, our world wouldn't exist if it wasn't for you. My empire wouldn't exist if it wasn't for you. You created a parallel universe when you started playing D&D. For that I'm forever in your debt."

I didn't exactly blush at that moment, but I was definitely a bit embarrassed.

"I'll tell you what, I'll make things up to you in the only way I know how," he paused.

"I've noticed that no-one here seems to have the same magical abilities many of us folk have back in the Empire. How about I add a little to your reading library?"

He waved the porno mag still in his hand. What did he have in mind?

Andrenicus bent over and rummages in a sack, before pulling out a battered leather clad book.

"Remember this? You should, we used it so often during our many campaigns that you ran for me."

I recognized the tome, although the gold embossed words on the front cover 'A Book of Magick' were a dead give away.

"James, I want you to have this book of spells. My original copy is back in the Imperial Library, so feel free to use it," Andrenicus said.

"And of course it would be completely useless without this," he dangled a wand around the air "Just remember you'll need to cast your spells using the wand."

And before I could get a word in he'd already started again.

"I would say use them wisely, but I know you as much as you know me. Horny school boys grow up to be horny men, so use the book to explore a side of life you never knew possible, other than in just a game."

I knew just the angle he was coming from. In creating and molding his character so many years ago, I'd created an alternative version of me, but in a magical world. Andrenicus obviously had an excellent idea what I'd get up to with a spell book like this.

"Andrenicus," I started to reply, "Thank you, I..."

"No need for that sentimental rubbish," he butted in, "use it well, and enjoy. I better get back, the Imperial Grand Magician can only keep the wormhole open for a short period at a time. If you take to long, your wormhole can take you to the wrong destination."

There was a flash, a rushing wind going past my ears, and then I passed out.

My alarm went off, 6 am. I hit the off button and started getting out of bed. In my sleepy state I kicked something hard of the ground. What the hell was that? I only dumped clothes next to the bed. Then I saw it, a brown leather bound book.

I couldn't believe it. Wasn't that all just a dream last night?

Obviously not. He'd been given a book of magical spells by his own Dungeons and Dragons character.

I bent over and picked up the well thumbed volume, before going out to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Over a bowl of cereal I thumbed through the index of the book. Most of the spells seemed to be pretty useless, or of minor importance - like Green Gills, a spell that made the subject a tinge of green, or Parrot Talk, which made the subject repeat everything the caster said (wouldn't that get annoying after a while?) But there seemed to be some real gems in there.

I looked out the dining room window. It was going to be a beautiful day. The sun was shining and birds were tweeting and swooping madly in the air. Okay, I thought to myself, let's try a little test.

I took out my wand before saying "Time stop"

Everything seemed to have gone deafeningly quiet. No sound of the fridge motor running, no bird chirping. In fact the birds were suspended in mid air, their wings straight.

"Time stop over", I said as I swished the wand, and everything went back to normal. Now this was interesting. Oh well, time to shave and shower, I still had to work.

Afterwards I dressed, popped my spell book into my briefcase and headed out. My pedantic annoying neighbor, Edwina was getting into her car. Ok, let's see how this works...

Wand out and again, "Time stop"

Again everything went quiet. I walked over to Edwina, and waved only a few feet from her face. Nothing. I went back to me front door and restarted time.

Edwina seemed to be following her usual routine. Obviously during my stopping of time, I wasn't noticeable. She started to reverse her car, only then noticing me. She put on a forced smile and waved. OK, she definitely hadn't noticed me during the spell.

"Time stop" I said again. I was now use to the quiet. Should try another spell. I opened the briefcase got out the book and found the spell I wanted to try out. Start innocently enough I thought, then build on it from there.

I walked up to the driver's side of Edwina's car, and then opened the door. Good, I was worried that when time was stopped everything would go rigid.

Pointing the wand directly at her I said "Obey"

I waited a few seconds before saying, "Edwina, every day when you leave for work, right after you've reversed out of your driveway, you are to sound your horn in one long blast, followed by two short toots and then another long blast. You'll then laugh madly, like this is the funniest thing you've ever heard, before driving off. You'll think none of this is unusual, and if anyone says otherwise to you, you'll not consider their opinion important. You will not remember this conversation in any form."

"Obey over"

I then closed the driver's door, walked back to where I was and restarted time. Sure enough, Edwina did the right combination of honks, before breaking out into laughter and driving off.

Fantastic I thought, today things become interesting at last...

Chapter 1 - Dreams do come true

My walk up the street to my bus stop took on new meaning. I already had great plans for the next few minutes.

I looked at my watch shortly after reaching outside Pareta College. 7:40. Another five minutes until the school bus I was looking forward to arrived. But then, what is five minutes when you can stop time?

I pulled the wand from my pocket, "Time stop". The cars along the road instantly ceased moving. I then started walking up the school drive way. I'd been here before during night times, hoping to find some school uniforms lying around that I could steal and masturbate to. I never really had any success, although in my previous night journeys I'd come across some free clothes that a few tight teens had worn, including a lovely innocent training bra. But all that's another story. This time I was now entering the school grounds, just before school started, and I could see hot little school girls everywhere.

I walked up to a stunning Senior. Her blonde hair was trailing out of her school hat and was tied tightly into a ponytail. She had been walking up to one of the buildings when I'd stopped time. I looked her directly in the eyes, she was a quintessential teenage beauty queen, and here she was right in front of me in her school uniform. I leaned in toward her and smelt her perfumed hair. So young and fresh. I then looked her up and down. Her breasts were straining against her white school blouse. Only a few inches away from her teenage titties, I could make out the lacy white pattern of the bra cups through her top. Very nice.

I started unbuttoning her blouse, pulling the bottom of it free from her blue plaid skirt. I undid the last button underneath the collar of her school uniform, and noticed that the blue plaid matching school tie was also buttoned under the collar. I quickly undid this too.

I wanted to keep the schoolgirl fantasy alive, so I didn't take off her blouse, just opened it up so I could get free range at her teenage breasts. And there they were, protected by her bra. I moved my face so it was again inches from her bra covered breasts. I ran a finger down the cotton fabric of her bra cup before then feeling the texture of the white satin bra straps. I then placed both of my hands around each of her bra covered mounds and cupped her breasts. It had been many many years since I had last done that to a pair of teenage titties. The fabric of the schoolgirl's bra in my hands felt sensational. She was full and tight. I felt their weight, she was definitely at least a 34C (12C for those 'down under'), maybe more. I looked up again at her face. A muscle hadn't moved in the time I'd been playing with her teenage melons. I didn't want to leave her any signs of what had happened, so instead of my trade mark sucking of nipples through the bra, I conservatively just ran my tongue over her bra covered nipples. It was almost like her bra was designed to protect this teenage schoolgirls' nipples and breasts from prying eyes, and the hands of men. I could just imagine this teenager's mother buying her a bra to publicly and officially support her weighty boobs, and provide some fashion sense for her self-conscious daughter, but to privately wish that the bra would shield her daughter's blooming breasts from ravages by boys. But I was more than a teenage boy, I was a fully grown man, about top have my ways without protest over this schoolgirl's breasts. I let my tongue linger over the teenagers' bra-clad nipple. It was delightful. 

I then slowly pulled down on her left bra cup, pulling the fabric down so that it was under her breast with the underwire. I did the same to the right bra cup, exposing both of her breasts and nipples whilst keeping her bra on. I guess with everything going on sexually I had expected her nipples to be fully erect, but they were very placid. Then I realized that it takes time for nipples to get aroused, and technically no time had gone by.

I took in the view of this sexy blonde school girl standing there, her breasts exposed whilst still wearing her school uniform, not even vaguely aware of what was happening around her. Her titties were pale and looked full. I then moved my lips down to her nipples, taking one of them into my mouth. It had been a while since I'd suckled on a teenagers tits, in fact it was not since my own high school days in the '80's. As I sucked on one breast, my hands played with her other. I sucked and played with her titties for a while. I however wanted to move onto other awaiting delights. To avoid alerting her to what had happened, I got out my handkerchief and dried her breasts down. 

I then dropped to me knees and looked around. It was a crazy feeling, as there was at least a dozen school girls within eye shot who would've been horrified to see me playing with this teen, but thanks to my time stop spell they were none the wiser.

I looked down at the little white anklet socks she was wearing, covered in part by her black leather school shoes. There was then about 12 inches to the hem of her blue plaid school uniform skirt. I slowly lifted the edge, drawing it higher, initially above her knees. She had great calves. I then grabbed her ass, feeling her pear shaped butt cheeks underneath her school skirt. It was a great feeling, needing her butt through the thick cotton and wool material. But there were even better pleasures in store for me.

I pulled her skirt higher up and at last got a view of this schoolgirl's panties. There were pink hipsters with small little shiny circles over the fabric as a pattern. They rode very low, barely covering her intimates. In fact when I moved to the back of her hipsters, I could see the tiniest signs of her ass crack poking out above her panties.

I pulled down the back of her panties to see more of her teen ass It was beautiful. I nestled my nose next to her anus and smelled her young fresh aroma wafting out of her little pink butt hole. Again, I didn't want to alert this girl on what had gone on once I'd restarted time, so I couldn't leave any little wet telltale signs that she'd been violated without even knowing it. So instead, I returned to the front of her panties. I pulled them down slowly exposing her soft downy pubic curls. It seemed this girl was in fact a natural blonde. Her bush was developing well, but obviously not manicured. That's one thing I'll need to train her into fixing up.

I stood up to face her, and whilst keeping my fingers pulling down the front of her panties, I pointed my wand at her and said "Obey", before continuing, "It's very important for your self esteem to keep a neatly trimmed pussy. Tomorrow morning before school when you're showering, you will shave your pussy back to a little tuft above your pussy lips."

And then I thought I'd add for good measure, "You will love the feeling of running your fingers over your nicely shaved cunt, and you will keep it trimmed like this once a week. Tomorrow morning you will hang around here before school starts. You will not remember this conversation, but will want to instinctively follow through with your commands. Obey over."

I then undid the back of her skirt, letting it fall to the ground. Here in public this teenage school girl was now standing innocently in her panties. I then tucked my fingers under the elastic in her hipster's hem and pulled them down to her ankles.

Just below her pubic hair was the fold between her vulva. A little teenie slit. I moved my face down to her forbidden regions and inhaled her musky flavor. I then started pulling her lips apart, exposing her little bud of a clitoris. What a treat!

I nestled my face between her teenage cunt flaps, my nose resting against her clit. Again, I couldn't afford to risk leaving telltale signs of my efforts, so I didn't lick her pussy. I tried though to get closer to her vagina, so I could insert a finger or two up her. But the way she was frozen in time I couldn't access her pretty hole. I tried moving her legs, but they were so heavy. I hadn't counted on not being able to physically move anyone. I guess when you think about it, even a svelte young thing weighs a little, and I'm no beefcake!

Oh well, I'd had my fun, but would have to put this bit of info away into my memory.

I lightly symbolically kissed good-bye her curly bush, before pulling the elastic in her panties back to sit on her hips. I pulled her bra cups back over her well endowed breasts and then moved onto button the girl's school skirt and blouse back up, noticing for the first time her name written on a name tag on her clothes.

"Well Mandy," I mumbled, "Guess I'll see you the same time tomorrow."

I then left the school grounds before returning to my bus stop.

I made sure I was positioned the same way I was before I'd stopped time using a spell, standing at the bus stop outside Pareta College. I then said "Time stop over."

Instantly everything went back to normal around me. But not in my head.

My mind was racing with the knowledge that I'd had my way with a teenage school girl, without her knowing a thing. Poor young Mandy hadn't a clue that some guy standing a few hundred yards away had just seen her most intimate private parts.

As I stood there though, I thought about what I'd done. No, there was no guilt. 

I waited for another five minutes. Normally my express bus arrives before the "all stops" bus, but today it was the other way around. "Here's a bit of luck I thought."

That was because at least a dozen Pareta schoolgirls would get off, and from the bus number, and my memory of checking the various chicks out, I knew there was one very innocent looking, but also very sexually tempting girl. The bus stopped and the exit doors opened. I quickly stopped time again.

I then made my way onto the bus to check out if she was there. Sure enough towards the back of the bus she was there with a fair number of friends. She was just getting off her seat, whilst grabbing for her school bag in front of her. Things were very cramped with the volume of girls already up and partially blocking the bus isle, so there was no real opportunity for shenanigans here. But then I thought of something else I could do.

I squeezed my way up to my innocent pretty. She had very classic features, with her sandy blonde hair pulled back tightly into a pony tail. Her eyes were almost green and she looked like she must have just heard a joke of something as a big beautiful smile was across her face.

After having my way with Mandy, and not even knowing her name until after the event, I didn't want to replicate the same problem here. I unzipped her school bag and had a quick rummage. There were plenty of school and text books, and her school diary. All of which confirmed that the object of my affection was called Hermoine, a student in Grade 10 Blue. That made her about 15. I thought back to when I was 15 and remembered what a horny bastard I was back then. I bet Hermoine also regularly got hot in the pussy at this same age.

With so many girls around I wanted to make sure my next spell hit the right subject, so I quickly double checked the spellbook Andrenicus had given me. All sounded easy enough.

"Hermoine, Obey", I said, whilst pointing my wand.

Nothing happened, but then when I'd tested the spell on Edwina earlier that morning, nothing had initially happened either.

"Hermoine, before you get off the bus, put your school bag on your shoulder, then grab the hands of your two prettiest friends, and exit the bus together. Today, you'll start feeling a deep sexual attraction to your two girl friends. During the day you'll start exploring that attraction with them. You will feel that this is the right thing to do, and was meant to be. When you get out of the bus you'll see a man in a black suit (I'd checked before saying it and I was the only guy wearing a black suit that day at the bus stop). You will feel that you can trust this man with your life, and that he is also incredibly handsome and sexy. You will introduce yourself and your two prettiest girl friends to him, talking and flirting with him until his bus arrives. Tomorrow you will tell him all about your day and what you and your friends got up to during school. You will always tell him the truth. You will not remember any part of this conversation. Hermoine, Obey over."

Without knowing who Hermoine was going to pick, I needed to cast a spell over all the girls on the bus. After checking the spell book again I was ready.

"All Pareta schoolgirls, Obey", again a flick of the wand.

"Very soon two of you will be selected by Hermoine in 10 Blue. She will hold hands with the selected girls. If she does this to you, you will instantly feel a wonderful warmth run through your body, and you will start feeling a deep sexual attraction to Hermoine. You will not be jealous of the other girl she has also selected, and in fact you will start being sexually attracted to her too. You will start exploring this attraction during the school day, and will feel that having lesbian feelings towards your two friends is very normal and nothing to be ashamed of. Hermoine will introduce you to a man outside and you will trust him with your life. You will also find him very handsome and sexy. It's OK to talk and flirt with him. Tomorrow you will all get off the bus together and tell him how your day went today, and you will always tell him the truth" then for good measure for my ego I added, "For all Pareta schoolgirls, you will wink and walk sexy past the man in the black suit outside the school bus, this will make you feel good. You will not remember any part of this conversation. All Pareta schoolgirls, Obey over."

I then popped Hermoine's diary and books back into her schoolbag, rezipped it and made my way off the bus, positioning myself where I was before.

"Time stop over."

The bus emptied of a good dozen schoolgirls. They all checked me out, like I was some hot piece of meat. Some gave me a come-hither look, others flattered their eye lashes. A fair number ran their fingers through their hair and tossed it to the side whilst smiling and winking at me. This was all very good except for two things. One, I'd regrettably cast the spell over 3 fat plumpers and 2 ugly scrags, so having these girls parade past me, wiggling their asses wasn't exactly what I'd envisaged. The other was the obvious attention I was getting. One hot looking schoolgirl was wolf whistling me, and it was noticeable to me that some of the ordinary people on the bus going to work were very surprised at what was going on. I realized that if I was going to make these spells work for me, I had to totally control the situation. That would require me to not be noticed (like in a timestop, or being invisible - another spell I'd seen in the book but hadn't tried yet.) Would need to remember these things for tomorrow.

Just as I'd finished processing these thoughts, the last three schoolgirls got off the bus. In the lead, with her schoolbag slung over her shoulder was Hermoine, and she walked out hand-in-hand with two very nice looking teens. As they all got off the bus, they looked straight at me, as if they'd already known where I was. The bus started up again and left the stop, with a heap of passengers still looking back after the little show put on by the parading Pareta College girls.

On Hermoine's left hand was a lovely brunette, her hair shaped in an upturned bob was swaying as she took her steps towards me. Even from thirty feet away it was obvious she had a very tidy little figure. On Hermoine's right hand was a cute little vixen, her sandy blonde-brown hair pulled back into a pony tail under her school hat. She was also pretty hot material. As they got closer I noticed the sandy blonde's skirt looked at least one size too small, and was tightly pulling against her abdomen.

Hermoine and her friends were only three feet or so away when they stopped in front of me.

"Hi mister, I, well, I've never done this before. I'd just like to say that I've been seeing you here at this bus stop every few days since the start of term, and I've noticed you checking me out," Hermoine said.

What was happening here, had the spell not worked? Was she about to give me an earful for ogling her the past month or so?

She continued, "I'd just like you to know that it really makes me feel special seeing you running your eyes over my body. It makes me feel all tingly if you know what I mean."

"ER, I think so," I replied.

The innocent looking schoolgirl went on, "Yeah, I think you're really hot, and so do my friends. (She ran her hands along their arms) I don't know if you saw us getting ready to get off the bus (I hadn't I was too busy taking in the attention of the other girls), but we were quickly talking about how sexy you look. Can you tell us your name?"

"James," I replied, "and what's your names?" (being polite)

"I'm Hermoine, and these are my friends Shareen (lovely brunette) and Rebecca (sandy haired vixen)."

"Hi," they both said.

Knowing now who Hermoine had chosen, I at last got to take in each of her friends' features. Shareen had high cheek bones, reasonably purse lips, well manicured eye brows, and a fantastic pair of light blue eyes. Shareen's body was very nice, she was very slight of frame and whilst not very endowered in the titty department, she made up for it in her overall appearance. Rebecca on the other hand didn't have the same classical beauty looks as Shareen, but she was very intriguing. Her eyes were brown, and thanks to her tight school uniform and shapely calves jutting out below her skirt she didn't leave too much to the imagination, especially those lovely well shaped breasts, thrusting from her school blouse. 

"Well hi girls," I began, "do you like talking to strange men outside your school?"

It was Rebecca who replied, "No not normally, but I don't think you're strange. I think you're really sexy." It was magic to my ears hearing this teenage schoolgirl saying this.

"Are you sure, I mean I'm double your age?"

Shareen jumped in, "You might be, but I bet you have so much more experience then the stupid boys we see around. I think you'd probably be a real stud in bed."

I almost choked on this. With all the action so far this morning since Mandy, and now with these three girls, my cock was in a state of semi-erectness.

It was Hermoine who spoke next, "Yeah I bet you've got a really hot cock underneath that suit."

As the teenager said this, my dick involuntary twitched and strained against my underwear and trousers, forming a very visible tent within my pants.

"Ooh look at that!" exclaimed Rebecca, "his big cock moved." And before I knew it, the teen was grabbing my member through my trousers, right in front of the school (and with a fair few cars passing by!) Rebecca then turned to her friends saying, "I know he'd have a hot cock, but I can actually feel his warmth."

"Let me feel," said Hermoine. Her hand replaced Rebecca's. "Yeah, you can actually feel the heat radiating out as it pulses."

"My turn!" piped up Shareen, her hand was now rubbing my Dick through my pants, "Wow, it feels so big, I just want to pop it in my mouth right now!"

This was crazy, things were moving way too fast here (I know sounds stupid from me), but I had three girls pawing my crotch right outside their schoolgrounds with parents dropping their daughters off only a few yards away - and they didn't seem too impressed!

My bus then turned the corner and was approaching the stop.

"Sorry girls, I've got to catch my bus for work, how about we catch up again tomorrow?"

"Sure," they all replied.

"We've got plenty of stuff we can do between now and then to keep us occupied," said Shareen as she winked seductively at Rebecca.

"Before you catch your bus James, I want to give you something," Hermoine said. She leaned over slightly and then bent her knees into a half squat. What was she up to I thought. Then I knew in an instance as both of her hands disappeared up her school skirt. For a second she seemed to be getting things ready, then she started pulling her hands down. This time when they returned from her under her skirt, she was clutching the crotch of her panties. She then straightened up her legs before bending down further as she pulled her panties into public view down her shapely legs. Finally they fell to the ground, nestled between her ankles. She then raised her right foot, and then her left as she stepped out of her little teenie underwear before picking them off the ground.

"Here," she began, "I want you to have my panties for the day." She then popped a pair of ivory colored satin style panties into my suit jacket pocket. "Better get a move on," as she winked, "you don't want to be late for your bus."

"No, better not," I replied."See you girls tomorrow."

"Bye!" they all said. They all waved, Shareen winked at me, Rebecca blew me a kiss and Hermoine gave me the biggest smile.

I jumped onto the bus, paid my fare, and then popped my right hand into my jacket pocket. I could feel the smooth fabric as I rolled it between my fingers. There felt like there was a little satin ribbon at the top of her panties. Whilst the bus started moving off, and as my fingers explored the panties in my pocket, I felt the hint of dampness. Hermoine must have been enjoying the whole situation as she let some of her girlie juices trickle into the crotch of her panties.

I looked out the back window of the bus as I saw Shareen, Hermoine and Rebecca walking hand in hand along the sidewalk towards the school gates. As the bus turned the corner I wondered what these hot little schoolgirls would get up to in the day ahead.



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