The School of My Dreams

[paxican]

Awsome as always

[SexLover32]

You sir have topped yourself once again.

[hilfdaddy]

I never want you to stop writing this...

[Urlach]

absolutely amazing good sir.

[JDSpins]

Hey guys! I'm glad you seemed to enjoy that last chapter; I'm especially glad knowing that I was half asleep writing it haha
I'm sorry it wasn't as long as the previous ones, but I feel it puts the story right at a good point to start a new chapter. I hope to not have such a big gap between posts again, but my life is always busy so no promises. Thanks everyone for your kind words!

[eckal]

Cant wait for more Been reading this from the beginning and I have to say JD so far, you are the best writer I have found on here.

[hilfdaddy]

Any chance of a new chapter soon?

[icefreeze57]

hope so

[mushscott]

such a shame to see this die

[JDSpins]

Believe it or not, guys, I'm still here. I know, for those of you that avidly check my writing that I, as an author, am a pretty severe letdown. My life has been, as it kinda always is, frantic. You all might be interested to know that I actually wrote half a chapter back on February 8th and am planning to finish it as soon as I can. Looking ahead, it may actually happen this weekend. I just wanted to post to let you guys know that I'm not dead and that I'm always thinking about you.

Thanks, guys

[hilfdaddy]

Well?

[Urlach]

I'm still patiently waiting for the next chapter. :D

[JDSpins]

Chapter 15, Just Made It

Casey was right; my lesson was over for the day. After I bolted out of the door and down the hall I let my feet carry me to class and my mind wander. My feet were always good at getting me where I needed to go, especially when I was greatly anticipating the destination. But like I said, Casey was right, my lesson was over and I wasn’t going to class to learn. That thought alone should have bothered me; I had always been an avid student throughout my old, normal schooling. I had always held pride in myself for maintaining a consistently high grade point average, however, at my new school I didn’t care anywhere near as much.

Hilariously enough, I’ve never heard anybody mention grades in this place. No one cared, it seemed, and neither did I. I began to wonder if there actually were grades here. I had only been in school a couple days. Only half of my classes actually involved work that wasn’t so…hands on, and I imagine it must be relatively hard to grade a class on their performance when the performance is that of a sexual nature. The thought should have bothered me, but it didn’t. I was learning an incredible amount from the people around me. Not just Casey, either, even if she is my designated mentor. I get something out of every encounter in this place.

Another encounter is what I was hoping to get in my next class. From my first experience with Sexual Psych, it didn’t seem like it was going to be a class that involved blindly fucking your neighbor to get to know them. It was a class where I actually had to think, where sex is a mental experience and not just a physical one. It could be just what I needed. I was expecting to see Socks in this class, and I could tell it would take more than just charm to get her to tell me the secrets of the school.

Walking into Psych, I was surprised to find that I actually was earlier than most of the other students. After my alarm went off, the only concept of time I had was that I was probably gonna be late. I guess I hurried enough that I managed to get ahead of myself. There were a few students milling about and even fewer were sitting idle in the lined up rows of seats. A quick scan of the room revealed, to my pleasure, Socks reading by herself off in the far corner, the same one I originally noticed her in the other day.

The dark-haired teacher whose name I never cared to learn was quietly getting her papers ready in the front of the class. She glanced up at me as I crossed the room in front of her. I don’t know how, but I could tell she knew that I was going for Socks, and that I wasn’t going to be paying much attention today. I ignored her icy glance and continued to a seat near Socks. I didn’t feel like being coy about it today. She wanted me to say hi, and I really wanted to do so.

“Hey Socks, whatcha reading?”

She looked up from her book. Her almond-shaped, dark brown eyes looked up at me in a way that portrayed shyness, even though I knew she was anything but shy. The look on her face somehow reminded me of the look she gave me when we first meant, when I was face-deep between her thighs. A little chill ran down my spine. Why was she in this class? She was clearly a master of sexual psychology already.

“A book.” Her smile betrayed the friendliness behind her cold remark. She showed me the cover of the book, but it honestly didn’t even matter to me. It looked like some manga that I wasn’t familiar with. The point was to introduce a conversation, and I had done just that.

“Well then,” was my reply, “do you mind if I sit here for class?”

“I certainly wouldn’t mind. I feel like we need to get to know each other better after such a short, albeit thrilling, encounter.” I was happy with this response. It still meant something to me not to just have nameless sex, even if that was the whole point of this school. Besides, Socks seemed really interesting, and I honestly wanted to get to know her better. After all, a friend in this place was a valuable thing. That, however, was getting ahead of myself. I still had to get to know her, after all.

Our time in the class together was interesting. As the class progressed and the teacher lectured, Socks and I worked on getting to know each other. We had small talk before the class began for sure, but once it started we had to be quiet. Instead of talking we took to getting to know each other in another way. We weren’t touching. In fact, there was no contact at all between the two of us, at least not yet. Instead we were looking at each other, telling stories with our eyes and learning every inch of the other. It was fascinating. If the teacher ever wanted an example of how the mind can be arousing, this would have been it.

My eyes scanned over Socks from head to toe. She looked stunning today, which was even more impressive since she was wearing clothing. To be fair, however, she was wearing higher quality clothes like the ones she had on before. I remembered what Morgan said; I was sure that Socks had to be one of the headmaster’s special students. That didn’t matter, though. Not right then. All that mattered was the dance in the minds of Socks and I as we undressed each other mentally.

In my head, I was slowly removing her dress from her lithe body. Her slim form was pressed against mine in a deep kiss. Her beautiful, naked form was lying right in front of me. Her sweet, tight pussy and a thin strip of hair snuck out from between her legs as she sat, legs crossed in her chair in class. My eyes ran back up from her sexy legs, back over her dress, and into her eyes. She was already looking for mine, having finished her evaluation of me just seconds before. The tension between us was sickening. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch her. Something so much as to stroke her thigh would have satisfied me, but I knew I mustn’t do it.

In our minds we were intimate now. We came together in a passionate embrace. Kissing, feeling, moving together as one. Our sweat collected on the cool sheets below our warm bodies as we fucked continuously without end, her dark hair spilled over the bed as I laid her out on the silken sheets of our own little world. The sex was fantastic, and it wasn’t even happening.

Class ended as a single bead of sweat ran down my brow. Socks looked exasperated, as if she were actually on the bed that certainly was in both our imaginations at the moment.

“So…uhh…you wanna go get lunch?” Lunch sounded good, and actual conversation with this girl felt promising. Hilariously enough, instead of lunch I felt like I needed a cigarette after such an encounter, and I don’t even smoke.

“Sure, I’d love to,” was her reply, and with little to due about anything we went off to the lunch area. Sitting down to lunch, Socks then said something that all but confirmed her involvement with the higher-ups of the school: “Hmmm,” she mused, “this place really is kinda nice.”

“This…place?” I wasn’t sure what she was talking about. I was under the assumption that she wasn’t eating here the first time.

“This lunch area,” she continued. Apparently I was wrong. “I’ve never actually eaten here.”

“Where do you normally get your food, then?” I was a little surprised by her reveal, but it made me smile internally to hear such a thing; it gave me a good idea of what other special privileges these special students get.

“Oh…I normally get my food delivered to my room. I’ve arranged for it special because I need more time in my room. I have some tough classes.” A lie if I ever saw one. It was almost cute; her words were convincing but her eyes told all. I decided to let her get away with it, though. All good things must come in time, and I had enough of a victory just knowing what she had let slip already.

Instead I let my focus move on to more carnal pursuits. After all, that is what this school was for, and there was one gorgeous woman sitting two feet away from me with a look in her eyes that I could tell was just begging for something. I decided to see if I could make her blush.

“So I saw you checking me out in class today. Did you find what you were looking for?”

“What? I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Of course she would be one to play back. This, I suppose, is the type of woman I always seem to attract. At least by this point I knew how to deal with them. “Besides, I saw where your eyes were going!”

If I have learned anything in my time of high school flirting, it’s that the best way to deal with a person that prefers to talk indirectly is to be as blunt as possible. To this end, I decided to say to Socks, “Of course they were, could you blame me? You’re stunning, and given where we are, I would be lying if I said that my mind didn’t consider what it would be like to fuck you silly.”

“Is that the case, then?”

“Indeed it is.” and with a look in my eye that epitomized confidence (whether I had it or not) I answered her: “You sound rather interested too, am I correct?”

“I don’t know, I think you’re being a little sill—“

“So you have no interest in me?” Check.

“That’s not at all what I’m saying!”

“Then what are you saying?”

“I’m just saying you’re silly to think that you can tell me how I feel!”

I was just having fun at this point, and oddly enough, I could tell Socks was too. “I’m just saying that, judging by the placement of your eyes throughout Psych, I already know how you feel about me.” Lunch, by this time, had long since been finished. “I don’t know about you, but I need some relief after all that mindfucking. You in?”

“Yeah,” she smiled, “what the hell?” Surprisingly enough, the punctuation of her sentence was a kiss, full and passionate. Her tiny lips tasted almost as good as the lips between her legs. After that, Socks stood right up and said, cheerfully, “Follow me!” and away we went.

“Have you seen any of this school’s secret passages yet?” She said as she trotted off in front of me.

While staring at her thin form and supple ass shaking in front of me, I replied, “Yeah I have, actually. My friend Laura showed me one.”

“Laura, huh? I wonder how she found out…Either way, you’re about to see another!”

Socks had my interest. Not only was I excited to learn of yet another of the school’s secrets, I was excited to learn that Socks knew of them. Just another bit of proof coming together.

We continued from the lunch area in the direction of the dormitories, but just as we were about to come out into the main area with the atrium, Socks turned to the wall, opened up a stone (fake, apparently), and revealed a number pad. I was careful to sneak on the other side of her and mentally record, without her knowledge, the number 1459. Whether or not she noticed me peeking, she didn’t seem to care.

“This,” she explained, “is one of the school’s conveniently placed secret lounges. They’re told to a few of the students so that, if the want arises, a private room can be found easily.”

“Who the hell designed this place, J.K. Rowling?” My voice dripped with sarcasm. I was glad that I was learning about this, but pissed that I had walked down this hallway so many times in my short time being here and had never noticed the one stone in the wall so obviously different from the others.

Socks chuckled at my joke, “I’d think more that this castle inspired her, rather than the other way around. Anyway, come on!”

Heading down a dimly lit set of stairs, we soon arrived to a door that opened up to a cozy room about the size of a classroom. In it was a bed of size big enough for two, of course, a couch, a television, and a fully stocked bar with a variety of drinks. There was also a door in the corner of a room that I assumed lead to a restroom or some storage.

“Well, here we are!” Socks sounded excited, and her excitement was contagious. “I’m gonna go change into something real quick, I’ve always wanted a chance to use what’s in here. Why don’t you make us drinks?”

“There’s alcohol here? Really? No one has ever mentioned that!” I laughed. I was never a big drinker, especially because I was still under the drinking age, but I had been known to try some liquor when it was made available to me. Unlike a usual alcohol novice, I preferred whiskey to many other drinks, and with this in mind I decided to fix some whiskey and coke to serve to my sexy little friend and myself. I may not exactly know what is meant to go together, when it comes to alcohol, but I sure knew that I liked whiskey and that I liked coke, so I figured it would be all right.

Socks soon returned from the door in the corner looking sexy beyond words. She was the only girl in the school so far that used clothing to make herself more sexy and alluring rather than using only her sheer beauty, of which she had plenty anyway. She was wearing the classic example of a Catholic school girl outfit, something I now realized I was surprised I hadn’t seen around the school to begin with. Needless to say, I was floored by my view of this little Asian schoolgirl looking at me with big brown eyes.

“I always have enjoyed dressing up a bit. I haven’t gotten the chance, either, since most of my partners in school are just those I have in class. You should consider yourself lucky,” she teased.

“I certainly do,” I handed her a drink. Her tiny breasts were shaped nicely by the tight button-down shirt she had that cut off at her nicely toned stomach. For such a tall, thin girl, her ass was still very nicely proportioned to her body, and, although smaller than most, it still had a very nice shape to it when it could be seen in context with the rest of her body. In fact, it could be seen pretty well; the round shape of her bottom’s bottom was protruding slightly from the extremely short skirt she was wearing.

She took a sip of the drink “Woo, this is strong! Not bad, but I’m not quite used to whiskey.” It was comforting to see that she was basically as inexperienced as I was; I guess she was just feeling adventurous when she asked me to make drinks. “So, do you like what you see?” She placed her drink on the bar and twirled around. Her skirt flew up with the force of her spin and I could see the incredibly cute lace panties, black and complete with a little bow, of course, that she had decided to put on. I went hard instantly; this girl was being a tease on purpose.

“Oh!” She had noticed my slightly obvious erection. “I guess I have good reviews, then!” she chucked. She swung her hips as she walked over to the bed and bent over it with her hands on the mattress. “How about now? How do you like it?”

Not being one to ignore a challenge, I walked right over to her exposed ass and planted a solid, open hand on her left ass cheek. If I’m gonna be teased then I’m gonna get my revenge somehow. Not surprisingly, Socks seemed to enjoy my revenge. She gasped when my hand made contact, probably in pleasure, shock, and pain all at once. I certainly wasn’t being gentle. Without much delay, Socks saw her chance to turn this to her favor.

“Have I done something wrong, sir?” was her immediate response. She was roleplaying now; I could barely handle it. “Have I been a bad girl?” Her beautiful brown eyes seemed to suggest that she quite enjoyed being bad, and, assuming my new role, I let her know that I disapprovingly approved.

SMACK! Went my hand on the same cheek it had assaulted before, a red, palm-shaped mark already forming. “You know you’ve been bad,” I told her, “otherwise you wouldn’t be here in the first place!”

“Is this my punishment, sir?” she was good.

“This is,” I said in my tough façade, “but it certainly is only the beginning.” SMACK went my hand on her supple, firm ass. I could tell by this point that Socks was starting to feel discomfort, but by the look in her eye I knew she wanted more. SMACK!

Socks cried out, “Oh, sir, I can’t take this anymore. Please, can you punish me in any other way?”

“Who do you think you are? Just for that your punishment will become twice as severe! Remove your panties. Now.” With a look that feigned nervousness and innocence, Socks quickly removed her elegant black panties. I noticed, on their way down, that there was a streak of what I knew was Socks pussy juice right down the center of her panties. She was loving this.

“Sir, what are you going to do with me?” she stuttered.

“Just shut up and take your punishment!” With this, I smacked her beautiful ass one final time and proceeded to get down on my own knees. Starting from the bottom of her long, thin legs, I ran my hands up her sides up to her perfect ass. Here my left hand was met with heat from her assaulted skin. I wanted to tease her further, so, after I kissed her legs and thighs, I moved my attention up to the sore cheak, and kissed her mark gently. She quivered slightly as my lips caressed the tender skin.

Standing up, I decided to surprise my unsuspecting school girl. With two fingers together I quickly entered her soaking wet pussy. Socks was shocked by the sudden penetration and gasped, this time with pure pleasure. Her knees almost buckled as I quickly thrust my fingers in and out of her succulent hole. Realizing that it was no longer advantageous to have her in this position, I quickly placed my hands on her subtle hips and flung her around so that her back was now on the bed. Her legs hung off one edge while, like in my imagination earlier, her hair hung off the other.

She looked at me with starving eyes and, without words, told me exactly what she wanted. She spread her legs for me as I moved my mouth down to meet the sweet area between them. Remembering my lessons again I kissed around her tight pubic mound. I made sure to pay attention to the area where her legs and torso met after I noticed she enjoyed this, and before I made my final oral assault, I took time to kiss and bite the hip bones on my sexy little friend. I didn’t let her skirt stop me; I moved it up slightly before I assaulted her sensitive hips and moved it right back down when I was done.

Now it was time to give Socks the real pleasure she was begging for. Again without warning, I went right into her sweet snatch. I skipped over the clitoris and decided to shove my tongue deep into her mossy depths. I moved my tongue rapidly and tasted her nectar before it could stream down the sides of my face. One thing I always had over guys in highschool was my ability to eat out a girl. I was brave enough to do it, and I was rewarded for that now.

Socks was obviously enjoying herself. Her legs by this point were wrapped tightly around my head. I needed to shift my technique, and to do this I had to break free from the vicegrip of her strong runners legs (trust me, I didn’t need to be told that she was an avid runner). She seemed to like being being thrown around, but I didn’t take time to contemplate this. Soon I returned to my oral assault, this time focusing on her tiny, erect clit as it stood slightly out from its hood. I wasn’t satisfied with this alone; soon I returned my two fingers to her tight pussy.

While obviously enjoying it, soon Socks wanted more. “God, Aaron, would you please just fuck me already?” I love it when the beg, and who was I to deny her? We had since dropped our roleplay. That wasn’t important anymore. All that mattered now was how we could pleasure each other. Socks soon freed my stiff cock from my pants and, after pointlessly moistening it with her mouth, slipped it quickly into her waiting snatch.

She was incredibly tight, as is to be expect of an Asian, even if she seemed only to be slightly so. She was ready to take my entire length, though, and didn’t seem surprised by how full she was when I was quickly taken to the hilt. I could see her tiny breasts bounce with each thrust of my cock. Even though I knew they probably weren’t much to look at, but I am always a fan of the female body in all of its forms, and I refuse to enjoy intercourse without enjoying a full view.

Reaching to unbutton her blouse, Socks seemed discontented. She moved one arm over her covered breasts. While taking a breath and softly penetrating her, I gently grabbed the hand attached to the arm that she was protecting herself with. Giving her an honest look that let her know that I wasn’t going to harm her, that I wasn’t going to think poorly of her and that I only wanted to see her beautiful form, I moved her arm and finished unbuttoning her shirt.

Now exposed, I was happy to take care of this freshly shown part of Socks’ body. Though tiny, they were perfectly round. Her nipples were appropriately sized too, and were positioned beautifully right in the middle of her amazing breasts. I played with these both with my hand and mouth, all while refusing to remove myself from her quivering little cunnie. She loved the attention that she apparently was not used to receiving.

The fucking increased at this point. My hands, though content with her breasts, needed to move to a more favorable position. Grabbing her hips, I penetrated her deeper and deeper. Our position had grown stale by this point, and Socks was first to decide to switch to another. Lifting herself to me, Socks kept my cock in its place while she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and pressed her body close to mine.

We were fucking vertically. It was an odd experience for me, something that I had never done before. I was delighted to find that there was a girl here with experience that could impress me. In a way I’m now familiar with, Socks and I worked together to fuck in this new position. She bounced her shapely figure on my cock while I helped her by lifting and dropping her hips. Her black hair flowed down her back and bounced along with her. I could feel her breasts pressed against my chest. I felt her breath in my ear as she held on to me tightly.

I wanted to impress my new fuckbuddy. I wanted to show her that I could show her a position that she wasn’t familiar with just as she had done for me. Taking a chance on something I had only ever experienced through porn, I returned Socks to the bed but kept her vertical. Her shoulders supported her weight on the bed while I still held her up by her hips. In this way, it was up to my arms to shift her body back and forth on my thick shaft.

Again experiencing something she wasn’t used to, Socks was beside herself. Very soon after switching to this new position, Socks’ whole body started to shake and she experienced a violent orgasm. She wasn’t noisy in her pleasure, but her whole body shook to make it clear that she was feeling very, very good. Soon after, her eyes again told me much of what she wanted to say. She looked up with me with a look that almost could be considered loving. No, we weren’t falling in love, that would be silly, but we both found a deep appreciation for the other.

I always enjoy pleasuring my partner. I consider it paramount that I pleasure any woman I’m with before I give in to my own pleasure. Later I was able to mention this to Socks, and she was able to relate that she also felt in the same manner. By that point I didn’t need to be told because, as I admired her beauty in her post-orgasmic glow, she took charge of giving me my pleasure.

Pulling herself out from my presence, she quickly returned to me and began to lick the sweet remnants of her pussy off of my still-hard dick. Her technique was exquisite, and I knew I couldn’t last for that much longer. Instead of coming right then and there, however, I preferred to end it by pleasuring my partner one more time. Turning her around, Socks again placed her hands on the bed in a bent over position for me. I wasn’t going for oral pleasuring this time, however, and I positioned my cock right outside her perfect pussy lips to penetrate her doggystyle: a position that is always a good standby.

Her hips were likely quite an erogenous zone, and I had taken note of this by this point, and again grabbed them tightly as I fucked her sweet ass silly. I had only about 30 seconds left before I blew my load, but I knew that I could get her off again. Fucking her fiercely, I actually managed to get a small scream out of Socks beautiful mouth. She came violently again, and this time the clenching of her pussy muscles on my thrusting cock pushed me over the edge. I decided that, for the sheer pleasure of it, to pull out my dick to put my load all over her beautiful body. Socks already knew what I wanted when I pulled out, she obviously knew that I wasn’t worried about pregnancy, and she turned around to receive my load. It didn’t take long until I painted her perky tits white with thick streams of my semen. Again her big brown eyes said all. She looked up at me with a look of innocence that also made it very clear that she had just enjoyed herself very much. I was in.

[JDSpins]

Who would've thought that staying up all night with a severe bout of depression would be the inspiration I needed to finally finish this chapter? Well gentlemen and ladies, I sincerely hope you enjoy this new chapter. As always, I will have you in mind and will try to write more as soon as possible.

[Urlach]

Yay, thanks for adding another great chapter JD. Sorry to hear about your depression hopefully all gets better for you pal.

[eagor123]

can't wait for more!

[cadwah]

wow nice story.. more please