Amber's new teacher

[Eric the Red]

Amber was excited that morning.
She was getting back her first paper that she’d written for Mr. Page’s class, and couldn’t wait to see how he’d liked it.
She watched him furtively as he handed back the papers, giving brief oral notes, and when he got to the boy in the seat next to hers she couldn’t help but overhear his short critique.

“Well, I have to say,” Mr. Page began. “That this was very imaginative, descriptive, and even humorous in a couple of places.”

Her fellow student smiled with a smug sense of self satisfaction, and Amber kind of rolled her eyes.
She had never liked this boy much, he wasn’t very nice, and teased her about studying.
That’s why she found herself grinning as Mr. Page went on with his assessment.

“However, any creativity, even whimsy, was largely obscured in a sea of bad spelling, and bad grammar.”
He took a deep breath, and then sighed, now addressing the whole class as he finished off with. “But honestly, I could overlook your technical errors if it weren’t for the fact that your characters were little more than catch phrases, so when the hero triumphs over the space robots, I don’t really care.”

There was a smattering of chuckles through the class, and Mr. Page stepped back, looking up, and pointing out at the rest of the class, moving his head along with his finger to scan the whole room as he said, “Now that might sound funny because it’s not your paper, but remember that character begins with care.”
That boy next to Amber, the one she didn’t like, he smiled and acted as if he were about to raise his hand, but as if anticipating the question/comment Mr. Page threw a finger up, and continued with, “And before some smart ass points out that the first part of character isn’t spelled c, a, r, e, I’m well aware, I do teach this stuff after all. It’s just a little play on phonetics to make a point.”

Then he quickly walked up to the blackboard, and wrote “character” on the board, turning and addressing the class, saying, “If your characters are well developed, and compelling it almost doesn’t matter what you have them do, it’s going to be interesting reading.”

Then he retrieved the stack of papers that he had conveniently dropped on his desk on his way to the blackboard, and approached Amber’s desk, and holding up her paper as he said to her, “Miss Boven.”

She smiled, and blushed, looking down at her desk shyly, like she couldn’t help doing whenever he addressed her directly, and he in turn smiled at her bashful display as he couldn’t help doing, but then he went on, now addressing the class he said, “Miss Boven’s paper is a good example of how you can write an A paper.”

She really blushed at hearing that, and as he went on she felt her cheeks flush hotter with every word.
“Spelling, grammar, the characters were well drawn, I understood why everyone did what they did, but…” and here he once again addressed her directly as he said, “There was no passion. Even when you explained someone’s feelings it felt like you were just a disinterested observer, and I know you have stronger feelings about your characters than that based on how much time you’ve obviously spent developing them.”
He lay the paper on her desk, and bent down a little, pretty much forcing her by social etiquette to look up at him, then he went on in a gentler voice, “Don’t be afraid to connect with your characters emotionally because that’s what’s going to make them come alive.”

“Yes sir.” She said softly, suddenly feeling brave, and meeting his gaze despite her burning cheeks, and he exuded a confidence in her that made her feel confident in herself.

Mr. Page stepped back, once again addressing the whole class, “Life is the ultimate experience, if you want to write about anything, or anyone, you must live. Don’t just breathe, and take up space, but really live.”
Then he began moving around the room, addressing specific students, but really talking to the whole class as he said, “Try something you’ve never eaten before. Go to a strange neighborhood, get lost, and find your way home. Go for a walk in the rain. Climb a tree,” at this point he reached Amber’s desk, and leaned in close as he said, “Make love in a hammock.”

Her cheeks flushed hot, and she couldn’t suppress a little nervous giggle.
Mr. Page suddenly looked up at the rest of the class, and he seemed to be blushing a little too as he slowly backed up, and looking around the room said, “Mmmm-maybe you’d better save that one for your collage writing course.”
Then he waved his hand in the air as he continued with, “But, you know what I mean, be present, and aware of not only where you are, and what you are doing, but how you feel about it, and what you think about. That’s going to ultimately give you the insight to create believable characters.”

As if waking from a daze Amber suddenly realized that she had been so taken away by the idea of making love with Mr. Page that she had stopped taking notes, and hadn’t really heard anything he’d said since, she looked at her notes, “…hammock.”
Without thinking she thrust her hand in the air.

“Miss Boven?” Mr. Page acknowledged in a tone of mild surprise.

“What did you say right after hammock?” she blurted out, pen at the ready, and with a look on her face that said she was sincerely afraid she may had missed something important.

There was a smattering of laughter throughout the room, and the boy in the seat next to her really hooted, but Mr. Page was having none of that.

“That’ll be about enough of that!” he said firmly, and in a voice loud enough to get everyone’s attention.
“Not in my class.”

He approached Amber’s desk, and grasped a hold of her notebook, asking, “May I?” and waiting for her to nod in the affirmative before picking it up, and looking it over.
“Well I must say you do take rather detailed notes Miss Boven.”

There were some more sniggers, and now sounding a little more irate Mr. Page asked rhetorically, “What did I just say?”
He returned Amber’s notebook to her desk, and said, “Thank you dear.” And she couldn’t help getting a little thrill out of hearing him call her “dear”, and as he walked back to the front of the room, turning to address the class again she felt all warm,and squishy inside.

“Now a lot of what I say up here may come off as spontaneous, but I promise you that I choose my words very carefully, and there is a point to it, and that is to teach you little heathens how to write.”
He paused, looking around the room to be sure that he had everyone’s attention before going on.
“Now if Miss Boven wants to write down everything I say, verbatim, thinking that it might help her learn, well I’m of the opinion that she may be on to something.”

He looked around the room, and noticed that the kids who had been laughing were shifting uncomfortably in their seats, looking down at their desks, making it clear to him that he had put them in their place.
Then he looked at Amber, and she almost seemed to glow as she looked at him as if he were her hero.
It felt good, and she was very bright, and pretty.
He found himself thinking, what if…
Then he couldn’t help but chuckle out loud a little as he thought, ‘What would she want with her crusty old English composition teacher.’

He finished handing back papers, and then continued with the rest of the class, and after the bell rang, and all the other students filed out Amber lagged behind, and asked if she could meet with him after school.
He agreed, not really thinking anything of it, but he was about to find out that he still had some life to live as well.

[okieblueyes]

Well done Eric the Red , looking forward to the rest of this tale

[DoyleGentry]

Very well stated! I agree with the lesson about writing.

I can see that this shall be an interesting story. Looking forward to reading more.

[Eric the Red]

After his last class ended and all of the students had filed out Eric gathered his papers together, and then sat down to wait for Amber.
She probably just wanted to ask for some extra work.
He understood why she didn't like doing things like that in front of the rest of the class because they would tease her for it, but Eric admired Amber's style.
If she felt like she didn't understand something she would work on it until she did.
She understood the point of school, she wasn't there to just do the required work, she was there to learn.
He couldn't help but smile when he thought about how bright she was, it was truly a joy to have her as a student.
He glanced at the clock, hoping Amber wouldn't be too long, when she suddenly came through the door.

"I'm sorry, but I had to stop at my locker." she explained as she approached his desk.

He swung around in his chair to face her, and she was practically standing in between his legs before she stopped.
“How, eh, how may I help you Miss, eh, Miss Boven.” Eric stuttered, her sudden close proximity making him a little nervous, and he leaned back a little in his chair.
However tilting the chair, with his legs spread the way they were, had the effect of basically pushing his crotch up where one cold clearly see the outline of his erect penis down his pant leg.
He lay his arm down across the side of the desk as he leaned back away from Amber, trying hard to ignore the fact that he’d just more, or less shoved his hard cock into her face.

As it turned out this suited Amber just fine, and in fact she had charged into the room, and right up close to him because she was on a mission, and fearing she might lose her nerve she knew she had to get close to him as soon as she could.
The shape of his hard cock made her little pussy tingle, and her cheeks flushed hot as she thought about getting it out of those pants.

“Do you need some more exercises or something?” he asked, trying his best to sound composed.

‘Okay, say something Amber.’ She thought to herself. ‘Just push him a little.’
She had kind of just imagined she would walk up to him, and he’d take her right there on his desk, but now reality was setting in, and although his hard cock was a good sign, she now knew that she was going to have to do more than just stare at it.

“Well,” she began, casually leaning over, and placing her delicate little hand over his on the edge of the desk. “I wanted to ask you about the passion I need for my writing, and making love in a hammock.”

Her soft hand caressing his was really distracting him, and he could smell the sweet scent of her skin, and it was with some confusion that he asked, “What-what about them?”

Leaning the way she was her leg was against his knee, and she reached down with her other hand, now picking his hand up in hers, and placing his palm on her chest, holding it there with both hands as she asked, “Will you teach me?”

Eric’s jaw dropped, and he could feel his heart beating in his chest as his mind scrabbled to get a grip on what was happening.
She couldn’t be saying what it sounded like, could she?
“Tea-teach you?” he asked when he’d recovered his voice.

Amber’s cheeks flushed hot again, and she gathered up her nerve for her next move.
She understood the situation, if she failed to seduce him she could potentially get into a lot of trouble, and if she succeeded, she could potentially get into a lot of trouble.
The whole enterprise was fraught with peril, and she suddenly thought she must be crazy to have ever believed this was a good idea, but then she looked into his eyes.
That was what had done it, the eyes, and that was why she had such a hard time meeting his gaze sometimes.
When she looked in his eyes she felt something deep inside, and she was sure that he could feel it too.

“Teach me,” she said softly, raising his fingers to her lips, and kissing it, staring deep into his eyes. “About passion.”

Then she gently placed his hand back on the edge of the desk, and leaned forward until they were almost nose to nose, reaching down and placing her hand on his hard cock as she whispered, “Teach me about making love.”

Now Eric was seriously freaking out.
Ever since the first time he’d seen her, he had spent far too much time thinking about her, and when he looked into her eyes he felt something, something powerful, but he had never even allowed himself to consider that she felt it too.
In a way he’d almost felt safe fantasizing about her because he thought that there was no way she would ever want him, and besides she was a student, and young, and there was just no way he could see it ever happening.
Now here it was, happening, and although a part of him was trying to convince him that as the responsible adult he had to put a stop to this, it was completely overpowered by what he felt when he looked in her eyes.

Maybe if he'd taken another moment to think about it he would have stopped, but he was beyond thinking as he leaned forward, and took her lithe young body into his arms, kissing her neck, and face, suddenly panting.

Amber let out a tiny yelp, and she was a little surprised at first, but then she melted into his arms, and she felt her heart swell in her chest as he caressed her with his hands, and lips.
His kisses made her blush, and giggle as she threw her arms around him, squeezing him tight.

"Oh god Amber, we can't." he whispered in a breathy voice. "We just, we just can't."

Then he held her out, away from himself, and he could see the look of utter dismay on her face, the fear that he would reject her, and he just couldn't.
"We can't," he repeated, attempting to compose himself, glancing around the room before leaning in close, and whispering, "Get caught."

Amber's eyebrows shot up in surprise, and she tipped from the brink of despair, and back to the height passion so fast that it almost made her dizzy.
When she saw the seriousness of his expression she solemnly nodded her agreement before breaking into a grin as she suddenly realized what she had to do.
She easily slipped from his grasp, trotting to the door, and slowly locking it, then after a quick glance out the window, she pulled the blinds before running back, and almost jumping into his arms.

Their lips met, and it was like electricity ran through their bodies as their hands flew all over, rubbing, and caressing each other.
She gently probed his mouth with her tongue, and he responded in kind until soon they were kissing long, and deep, their tongues twirling, and dancing around each other.
His hand soon found its way under her skirt, and she opened her thighs a little more to admit him, and as he rubbed her thick, swollen labia he was greeted by the pleasant surprise of a little wet spot right at her crotch.
His head spun a little as he thought of her ripe young pussy already wet, and waiting for his cock, and then he noticed her hand stroking him through his trousers as she whispered, “Can I see it?”

She blushed, and giggled a little, but Eric just smiled, and without saying a word he unzipped his fly, and pulled out his hard cock.
She let out a tiny gasp, and then the cutest little lustful moan as she slid down into a crouch that put her at eye level with his erect penis, grasping his thighs for support.
Then she asked, “Can I touch it?”

She didn’t really wait for a response this time, she just reach out, a grasped the shaft of his throbbing hardness, pumping the base, and causing him to moan.
He just watched her play with him for a moment, her wide eyes as she looked at his cock, her shy smile, and her delicate little hand griping him was such a turn on that he was able to ignore the part of himself that was trying to tell him how crazy this was.
But then he grasped her hand, and said, “Loosen your grip a little.” And then he moved her hand up, and down, showing her how to stroke his cock.

He showed her the sensitive spot just under the head, and how to rub it gently as she stroked the shaft.
As with all things, she was a quick study, and soon she was jacking him off like a pro.
He gripped the arms of the chair, panting, and moaning to the sensations this pretty little girl giving him.
She suddenly stopped stroking, and when he looked down at her, she asked with a blush, “Can I kiss it?”

“Of course you can sweetie.” Eric said with a smile, reaching out, and grasping her head, gently guiding her mouth to his cock.

She gently kissed his hard dick in the sweet spot, and then darted her tongue out, flicking it with the tip.
His hips rolled a little, and he sucked in a hissing breath before asking her, “Would you like to suck my cock?”

“Yes sir.” She chirped quickly. “Please sir.”

Her enthusiasm was intoxicating, and even though he knew how big a risk he was taking doing this right there in the classroom, he couldn’t resist her charms, and besides what better place for a young girl to learn than at school, so he began her cock sucking instructions by telling her “Well then first you want to lick it all over, get it nice, and slippery.”

Amber pressed her tongue flat against the shaft of his cock, slowly licking up to the head, and then swirling her tongue around the tip.
Getting his cock wet and slippery wasn’t a problem since her mouth had started watering at the sight of his big, juicy meat.
She slipped her tongue down, and started from the base of his shaft again, but this time when she reached the head she pressed her tongue firmly against that tender spot under the tip, causing him to roll his hip, and bury his fingers in her silky hair.
Eric couldn’t help but admire her almost instinctive ability to pleasure his cock, and it was obvious to him that she had given this all a lot of thought.
When he was satisfied that she had lubed him up well he continued his instruction.
“Now just take the head of it into your mouth sweetie.” He encouraged. “Cover your bottom teeth with your tongue, and your top teeth with your lips.”

As she closed her mouth around the head of his cock, and began suckling gently she took special care to keep his sensitive spot good, and wet, rubbing it with her tongue.
Once again Eric was amazed at what she seemed to understand from the scant instruction he’d given her, and as he moaned, and panted, rolling his hips to the sweet pleasure she was giving him with her eager, sucking mouth he looked down at her.
There was a micro-second of terror as he suddenly thought about what he was doing; right here in class, with a student, and how deep he was in already, but then he looked in her eyes.
She was pumping the base of his shaft with one hand, and rubbing up, and down his thigh with the other, the head of his cock disappeared into her pretty face, and she was looking straight up into his eyes.

Her eyes, like liquid pools of lust that he could just fall into, and as he came back up for air, staring down in between his hands where he cradled her head, all fear, and doubt were simply consumed by the look in her eyes.

“Now hon-honey,” he panted, clearly enjoying what she was doing. “Why don’t you ta-a—ake I little more in, and slo-o-oly suck up, and doow-ow-n.”

And of course she did just that, slowly bobbing her head up, and down, taking a little more of his cock into her mouth every time.
She continued sucking, breathing through her nose, and rubbing the underside of his cock with her tongue.
As Eric watched, and felt all the sweet things Amber was doing to him he couldn’t help but suddenly realize that here was a perfect example of what he had always believed, smart girls are better in bed.
He had proved this to his own satisfaction years ago, but Amber was just such a shining example of how a girl armed with nothing but sincere desire and intelligence could be a proper little sex goddess in no time.
Oh, and when he looked into her beautiful eyes he saw a desire so sincere that it would have made him weep if not for the way her mouth sucking his cock was making him do other things.
She began bobbing up, and down faster, making loud, wet sucking sounds, closing her eyes, and really getting into it.

Eric rolled his hips, and panted, “Oh yeah, sssssss, yeeeaah, suck my cock like a good little girl.”

He felt his cheeks flush hot with embarrassment.
He didn’t know what had made him say that, but he soon found out it was the right thing to say as Amber pulled her mouth off of his cock with a little sucking pop, stroking his shaft as she smiled up at him before she began to really go to town on him, taking him back into her mouth, and bobbing up, and down on him fast, sucking good, and hard.

Eric knew that if this kept up he was going to cum in her mouth, and he didn’t want things to end so quickly, no, he wanted this to go on so when she came up for a breath he gently pulled her up to him, and she followed until their lips met, and he kissed her deeply.
She was kind of lying on top of him, and as he broke from their kiss she gasped a little when he picked her up, and set her butt on the desk.
He spread he legs open, pulling her skirt up, and she leaned back on her elbows, squealing a little when he grasped the crotch of her panties, pulling them aside to reveal her wet, aroused little pussy.
He stopped, unable to move for a moment as he beheld pink, swollen womanhood, so ripe, and ready.
Amber blushed, feeling a little self-conscious as she asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Oh nothing is wrong at all.” Mr. Page cooed, sliding the hand he had pulled the skirt up with down, and spreading her thick pussy lips open with his index, and middle fingers. “I’m just getting an eyeful of your beautiful pussy.”

Amber giggled, blushing even redder, and then looking down in between her legs dubiously she asked, “Really, you think my pussy is beautiful?”

“Mmmm, it’s absolutely gorgeous.” He enthused before dipping his head down, and ran his tongue up her creamy slit.

She moaned, rolling her hips up to push her pussy into his face.
He soon had her panting, moaning, and squealing with delight as his mouth worked her pussy like it was some kind of control pad, and with it he was able to make her hips roll, and quiver.
Amber was amazed, and even though she had never done this before it was obvious to her that he was good at this.
She reached out, and grasped his head, watching as he licked, and sucked on her wet, little pussy, bucking her hips, and panting.
It suddenly occurred to her that the reason he was so good at eating her pussy was because he did it the same way that he kissed her, or taught English for that matter, thoroughly, and with passion.
Yes, she couldn’t help but feel a little proud at how well she had chosen her teacher.
Soon however she couldn’t really think straight as the physical sensations of him sucking on her clitoris, and fingering her tight little hole, took all of her attention.
She could feel a pressure building inside her, almost as if she had to pee, and she rolled her hips, grunting, and panting as she rose higher, and higher, trying to hold it off, but the way he licked, and sucked on her pussy made it impossible to stop.

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” she grunted hard as her orgasm broke, her tiny cunt clenching rhythmically to her ecstasy.

[DoyleGentry]

Dang! That's all I can think to say!

[ELaken-Palmer]

Very hot and descriptive... a typical Eric the Red story. Not many do this subject matter as well. Can't wait for the next part!

[hardoneforgirl]

Damn, I'm ready for more.

[tazman171]

Great story and writing, please do continue.

[snowleopard3200]

Fantastic tale with a wonderful concept: learning passion from the english teacher...forbidden fruit and forbidden relations all in one...wonderful.

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by hardoneforgirl

Damn, I'm ready for more.

Originally Posted by tazman171

Great story and writing, please do continue.

Sorry guys, but I won't be posting anything else here since now the rule seems to be that if someone decides a character sounds under age it gets deleted.
If you want to PM me can link you to the place I post now.

[gymgirl]

The issue Eric is not underage but undeveloped.

Obviously it's not OK to have stories presenting the 'little' undeveloped child's body as sexy merely by not stating an age.

Even in this one you carefully avoid mentioning if Amber has tits. Not good.

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

The issue Eric is not underage but undeveloped.

Obviously it's not OK to have stories presenting the 'little' undeveloped child's body as sexy merely by not stating an age.

Even in this one you carefully avoid mentioning if Amber has tits. Not good.

I used to live with a 32 year old woman who didn't even have A cups, and stood about 4' 7", and there are videos, and pictures on this very site of woman who are over eighteen, but look younger.
Notice how the name Amber keeps coming up in my stories.
That's because she's really my eighteen year old girl friend, and she loves these stories about loving, consensual sex between us.

Now why don't you fuck off, and write some more stories about 15 year old girls getting kidnapped, and raped.
Hypocrite.

[gymgirl]

Oh still here after all Eric?

The thing is that even if it were true about your old gf (and I'm afraid I don't have much of a basis for believing anything you say) it is still presenting undeveloped as sexy. Why did you not simply say she was 18?

Answer: you want the reader to think she's prepubescent.

But prepubescent children are supposed to be nurtured and looked after, not fucked. That's why a child's shape and a 'sexy' shape are different.

At whatever remove you try to pretend, rolepaying or whatever fabrication, you're presenting them as sexy.

And because you ARE trying to present prepubescent as sexy, but trying to pretend you're not with an array of obvious inventions, you really are wasting your time abusing me.

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Oh still here after all Eric?

The thing is that even if it were true about your old gf (and I'm afraid I don't have much of a basis for believing anything you say) it is still presenting undeveloped as sexy. Why did you not simply say she was 18?

Answer: you want the reader to think she's prepubescent.

But prepubescent children are supposed to be nurtured and looked after, not fucked. That's why a child's shape and a 'sexy' shape are different.

At whatever remove you try to pretend, rolepaying or whatever fabrication, you're presenting them as sexy.

And because you ARE trying to present prepubescent as sexy, but trying to pretend you're not with an array of obvious inventions, you really are wasting your time abusing me.

Grown women who play young, or "little's" as they are commonly known, is actually a common fetish, one of which you seem to be willfully ignorant.
You're free to think what you like of course, but I happen to know that what I write about involves role play between consenting adults.
If you think it's anything other than that it's because that's what you want to think, but it has nothing to do with reality.
Not to mention that the very idea that women with small breasts, and narrow hips can't be sexy is a pretty fucked up thing to say.

Nice double standard you've got there.
Role play involving kidnapping, and rape of minors is okay, but role play involving loving, consensual sex between adults, one of whom likes to play young is bad, and promotes pedophilia.
I know what my stories are about, and so do the people who read, and enjoy them.
If you don't get it, or you think it's gross that's your choice, but don't get it twisted

[gymgirl]

But you are not writing roleplay here Eric, you are publishing stories. And the stories invite the reader to see pre-pubescent children as legitimate sex partners for adults.

You could very easily have a foreword explaining she's really 18, and then your stories wouldn't be deleted, but you don't. Adults with flat chests and narrow hips have plenty of other cues about their maturity, but you never mention any. You write the characters as children, being fucked.

By all means go and criticise my story, in its thread .

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

But you are not writing roleplay here Eric, you are publishing stories. And the stories invite the reader to see pre-pubescent children as legitimate sex partners for adults.

You could very easily have a foreword explaining she's really 18, and then your stories wouldn't be deleted, but you don't. Adults with flat chests and narrow hips have plenty of other cues about their maturity, but you never mention any. You write the characters as children, being fucked.

By all means go and criticise my story, in its thread .

Prepubescent?
I what parallel universe do girls that young take English classes that require them to write, and be critiqued on complex fiction, not to mention her sexual aggressiveness.
There are all kinds of cues that this girl is not nearly as young as you want to think she is.
Anybody who can read would be able to see that.
I don't know what your problem is, but it's not my problem, and it's not fixin' to be my problem.
I will say good day to you.

[gymgirl]

So you're really not going to reply Eric? Well just in case it's like your departure to PedosR.us...

What age is she, then? Even 13 would have been safe to say, after all. Though she'd have had tits or buds then probably, and pubes, that would have had to be dealt with.

And let's not lose sight of the fact that I was picking up on your general complaint about your other story being deleted. Which you could have kept in here, except that 13 was too old for you.

[gymgirl]

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[Prurient Purveyer]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

So you're really not going to reply Eric? Well just in case it's like your departure to PedosR.us...

What age is she, then? Even 13 would have been safe to say, after all. Though she'd have had tits or buds then probably, and pubes, that would have had to be dealt with.

And let's not lose sight of the fact that I was picking up on your general complaint about your other story being deleted. Which you could have kept in here, except that 13 was too old for you.

Well I am you nasty little sock.

It is clear from the level of English being used between the characters that Amber is a teenager. I can well imagine Eric having had a gutsful of having to deal with a self righteous busy body like you.

Check the fucking rules; what he writes is perfectly acceptable on this forum.

Don't like it, don't read it but what ever you do , shut the fuck up.

[gymgirl]

Wow you're not very nice are you PP?

The main point was another story of Eric's that was deleted because the mods agreed it was pedo and therefore it DID break the rules. But Eric was complaining about that in this thread.

Then in this thread Eric is leaving her age a little ambiguous, when normally a writer would simply have said what it was or what grade she was in, or at least mentioned some sexual development. But I'm not suggesting this should be deleted, just replying to him and pointing out his instinct to give a bit of pedo appeal even when it's not part of the story.

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by Prurient Purveyer

Well I am you nasty little sock.

It is clear from the level of English being used between the characters that Amber is a teenager. I can well imagine Eric having had a gutsful of having to deal with a self righteous busy body like you.

Check the fucking rules; what he writes is perfectly acceptable on this forum.

Don't like it, don't read it but what ever you do , shut the fuck up.

While I appreciate your support, don't feed the troll.
You, and I both know that I write for grown women that are into age play, but "she" doesn't want to know.
People who are into kidnapping, and rape will never understand loving, consensual sex.

[Prurient Purveyer]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Wow you're not very nice are you PP?

The main point was another story of Eric's that was deleted because the mods agreed it was pedo and therefore it DID break the rules. But Eric was complaining about that in this thread.

Then in this thread Eric is leaving her age a little ambiguous, when normally a writer would simply have said what it was or what grade she was in, or at least mentioned some sexual development. But I'm not suggesting this should be deleted, just replying to him and pointing out his instinct to give a bit of pedo appeal even when it's not part of the story.

I'm very nice. What I'm not is a judgmental little prude such as yourself, darling.

What is wrong with leaving her age ambiguous? Why should he give her age or what grade she is in?

A bit of Pedo appeal?

You just love using that word don't you.

And finally who's sock are you?

I asked you this the last time but you never answered. If you want to claim the high moral ground you can't be dishonest about your on forum identity. Go on, tell what previous name or names you used here.

Then you can sit in judgement on everyone else.

Won't that be nice.

[gymgirl]

PM'd you PP, I'll deal with your malice there. I don't do flamewars in threads, it's not nice for everybody else.

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by Prurient Purveyer

I'm very nice. What I'm not is a judgmental little prude such as yourself, darling.

What is wrong with leaving her age ambiguous? Why should he give her age or what grade she is in?

A bit of Pedo appeal?

You just love using that word don't you.

And finally who's sock are you?

I asked you this the last time but you never answered. If you want to claim the high moral ground you can't be dishonest about your on forum identity. Go on, tell what previous name or names you used here.

Then you can sit in judgement on everyone else.

Won't that be nice.

Notice the classic troll tactic.
Act rude, and snarky, but when you respond in kind you're the one being mean.
Just like they can write a role play in the form of a story, but when I do it, oh no, it must be real.
That's part of why most of the cool baby girl role players stopped coming here.
It makes me sad because back in the day I used to meet those women here all the time.

[overdoneone]

Well.....since I'm a reader, I can assure everyone that I didn't think any of those things mentioned above. What I did think: that you wrote a damn fine story Eric! I, being anxious to read the continuing story, scrolled down here to the bottom to find a dangling argument that never should have taken place. Please don't let the misunderstanding keep the rest of us in suspense. I/we are looking forward to the rest of the story....... thx for your effort!

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by overdoneone

Well.....since I'm a reader, I can assure everyone that I didn't think any of those things mentioned above. What I did think: that you wrote a damn fine story Eric! I, being anxious to read the continuing story, scrolled down here to the bottom to find a dangling argument that never should have taken place. Please don't let the misunderstanding keep the rest of us in suspense. I/we are looking forward to the rest of the story....... thx for your effort!

Well thank you man.
There's more to this, but I haven't actually finished it yet, but I might do that tonight now.
If you'd like I'm PM you a link to the place you can read more of my stories at.

[Dizzyworks673]

Its good to see your still here Eric. I tried posting on the other side but I get better responces here.

As far as your stories are concerned I want to say up front that I like your writing and enjoy your stories. But I can see both sides of this argument.

I can only speak for myself but to me the way you write lets the readers mind decide how to interpret the story. I understand how your writing it but I also understand how people could very easily get the wrong idea.

I hope to read more from you in the future and don't let anyone stop you from writing if its what you enjoy. Just understand that no matter how well you tell your stories there are always those people who wont like them for one reason or another.

I try my best to move on and not let it get to me when it happens. I try really hard to simply not respond to the negativity and let people pull me into a fight like what this thread is turning into.

My point of view to anyone who has a problem with this story is to click on something else. Its just like TV if you don't like a show change the channel, you don't get it canceled.

I know how it feels to have a story pulled so I understand your point of view Eric but fighting only makes things worse.

[overdoneone]

Well there you go! Turns out that nobody actually knows what others may think or that, everybody else doesn't think the way you want them to think...and that every thought in everyone's in everyone's head is different. But don't try explaining this to a cop because cops think the opposite in cases like this.

Now when applied to a porn site, the word thoughts gets changed to fantasy...and there is no end to the arguments supporting exactly which fantasy's are allowed and which ones will end up being kicked to the curb, usually by a select few who believe that fantasies need to be regulated to their views because they envision themselves saving all of us from what may not be of any relevance. Kinda puts a choke hold diverse personalities...Ya think?

When too much of this goes on, society will rip itself to shreds. Part of being an adult is knowing that...and -that's what I think-

And Eric, shoot me that PM! Thx and good writing!

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by Dizzyworks673

Its good to see your still here Eric. I tried posting on the other side but I get better responces here.

As far as your stories are concerned I want to say up front that I like your writing and enjoy your stories. But I can see both sides of this argument.

I can only speak for myself but to me the way you write lets the readers mind decide how to interpret the story. I understand how your writing it but I also understand how people could very easily get the wrong idea.

I hope to read more from you in the future and don't let anyone stop you from writing if its what you enjoy. Just understand that no matter how well you tell your stories there are always those people who wont like them for one reason or another.

I try my best to move on and not let it get to me when it happens. I try really hard to simply not respond to the negativity and let people pull me into a fight like what this thread is turning into.

My point of view to anyone who has a problem with this story is to click on something else. Its just like TV if you don't like a show change the channel, you don't get it canceled.

I know how it feels to have a story pulled so I understand your point of view Eric but fighting only makes things worse.

I hear what you're saying, and I know I shouldn't respond to the stupidity, but when somebody who thinks that their own rape play stories are perfectly acceptable gets pissy over my age play stories I'm like, "Seriously? Can you honestly be that big of a hypocrite?"

I mean it doesn't make me angry, or anything, but it does fill me with incredulity.

[gymgirl]

You don't think, Eric, that you could have explained to Dizzy that nobody has a problem with THIS story?

It's true that the mysterious absence of maturity specifics shines a bit of a light on the author, but as a story this is very sweet, sexy and nicely written. Indeed I am happy to bump it yet again

You used this thread to complain about another story. But that, the source of our conflict, is gone, because the MODS decided it was illegally pedo and deleted it. Well, I could start up about your misrepresenting my story and claiming it's ME who's the fake girl, Rebecca, but let's wait and see how Auora develops 'her' ageplay...

[Prurient Purveyer]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

You don't think, Eric, that you could have explained to Dizzy that nobody has a problem with THIS story?

It's true that the mysterious absence of maturity specifics shines a bit of a light on the author, but as a story this is very sweet, sexy and nicely written. Indeed I am happy to bump it yet again

You used this thread to complain about another story. But that, the source of our conflict, is gone, because the MODS decided it was illegally pedo and deleted it. Well, I could start up about your misrepresenting my story and claiming it's ME who's the fake girl, Rebecca, but let's wait and see how Auora develops 'her' ageplay...

Nobody has a problem withthis story?

Ooh, hang on , you do

"The issue Eric is not underage but undeveloped.

Obviously it's not OK to have stories presenting the 'little' undeveloped child's body as sexy merely by not stating an age.

Even in this one you carefully avoid mentioning if Amber has tits. Not good."

Interestingly my little Moral Guardian, no one else does.

Its like the song Only you

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by Prurient Purveyer

Nobody has a problem withthis story?

Ooh, hang on , you do

"The issue Eric is not underage but undeveloped.

Obviously it's not OK to have stories presenting the 'little' undeveloped child's body as sexy merely by not stating an age.

Even in this one you carefully avoid mentioning if Amber has tits. Not good."

Interestingly my little Moral Guardian, no one else does.

Its like the song Only you

That's exactly what I was thinking, and did you notice how she tried to paint it as if the mods Just acted on their own when we all know that's not how it works.
"Somebody" reported it, and got them to take it down, otherwise they would never have bothered with it.

Oh, and now she's accusing this other girl of being me.
It would be funny if it wasn't so sadly delusional.

[gymgirl]

PP your entire original post was based on a mistake. Rather than acknowledge that you want to start a flamewar with me and "win" on some other fabricated basis. Well as I said, reply to my PM and I will add a bit to your self-knowledge hehe.

Eric I have been totally upfront that I reported your pedo story. But the mods only delete it if they agree. They did agree.

And still we have the question: if it's not prepubescent why not simply say what the age is? You're on such a loser with this, trying to deny the obvious.

If you would only say "she was 13" or "eighth grade" or "her tits" there wouldn't be a problem. But you can't, for some reason.

[Prurient Purveyer]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

PP your entire original post was based on a mistake. Rather than acknowledge that you want to start a flamewar with me and "win" on some other fabricated basis. Well as I said, reply to my PM and I will add a bit to your self-knowledge hehe.

Eric I have been totally upfront that I reported your pedo story. But the mods only delete it if they agree. They did agree.

And still we have the question: if it's not prepubescent why not simply say what the age is? You're on such a loser with this, trying to deny the obvious.

If you would only say "she was 13" or "eighth grade" or "her tits" there wouldn't be a problem. But you can't, for some reason.

Oh hehe right back at ya Gym Slip.

What PM?

But back to the start, what mistake is this that my post was based on?
And by the way, its still only you on your side.

And one more time who were you before?

A sock is always disqualified from holding the high moral ground - obviously

[gymgirl]

Gym Slip eh PP? Ah, you guys would've liked me SO much better then. Back around 1998 I was small - oh I mean little sorry - naive, shapeless, easy to control...

[Prurient Purveyer]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Gym Slip eh PP? Ah, you guys would've liked me SO much better then. Back around 1998 I was small - oh I mean little sorry - naive, shapeless, easy to control...

So what? Bit broodmare like in stature now. The lost years were the best years?

You sure do wriggle on this one but, erhem, just once again, before you invented once was gym girl whom were you?

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by Prurient Purveyer

Oh hehe right back at ya Gym Slip.

What PM?

But back to the start, what mistake is this that my post was based on?
And by the way, its still only you on your side.

And one more time who were you before?

A sock is always disqualified from holding the high moral ground - obviously

Wait, so she didn't send you a PM?
What a weird thing to lie about.
And she has the nerve to question my veracity?
That's rich.

I'm so glad that they changed the rules or I may have never gone out, and found a place where sock/trolls get banned with a quickness, and treating your fellow members with respect is a rule that is enforced by the Administrators, plural.

[gymgirl]

Really Eric, you two are SO dishonest and vindictive, honestly you give respectable paedophiles a bad name!! All this because I reported your other story.

Anyway since you're so interested in me I'll tell you a little story about me in my gymslip days.

When I was about 8 or 9 my music teacher got me to sit on his lap, put his arm round me and gave me the impression he wanted to kiss me. He didn't actually kiss me - I suppose I shied away a bit - and after a minute he put me down and that was the end of it. It was a non-event but good for a laugh so I told all my friends and next thing a teacher was asking about it and then I had to tell the head teacher and my mum and dad.

Up until then of course grown-ups were people who looked after me and told me what to do and what not to do; that was my relationship with them. Now there was this big deal, the music teacher disappeared, and my mum was having this big conversation with me saying that some grown-ups I had NOT to obey but to get away from, struggle, scream, shout and make the biggest noise and fuss I could, because they were sick and wanted to do things to me.

Not that I really understood, but at that point the world was divided into 'nearly everybody' and paedophiles who thought my shapeless little child's body was sexy. And luckily I have been safe ever since .

But still looking back it's scary how I did just get meekly onto his lap when he told me to. Suppose he'd tried harder to kiss me? I don't know that I'd really have resisted: I had no concept of resisting an adult. I can't be sure how far I'd have let it go, if he'd carried on and molested me or even tried to stretch my little bald pussy around his big hard daddy cock. He'd always been nice and friendly, and he was my teacher and in charge of me.

Anyway luckily I think he was more lonely than an outright paedophile, and I had the right people around me to keep me safe afterwards.

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Really Eric, you two are SO dishonest and vindictive, honestly you give respectable paedophiles a bad name!!

I've never been anything but honest, including, but not limited to sending people PMs when I say that I will, and if you don't believe my you can ask overdoneone.
Since I'm not a pedophile, although I do know how to spell it, I don't see that giving them any kind of name has anything to do with me.
I know what my stories are about because I wrote them, my girl knows what they're about, and from the comments they leave me, my readers seem to get it as well.
If you don't believe me that's not really my concern.

Originally Posted by gymgirl

All this because I reported your other story.

No, all this because after I informed readers as to why I shan't be posting anymore of this here, so that if they so desired they could find out where to read my stuff, you chose to come in here, and start calling me out of my name, and continue to do so.

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Anyway since you're so interested in me I'll tell you a little story about me in my gymslip days.

When I was about 8 or 9 my music teacher got me to sit on his lap, put his arm round me and gave me the impression he wanted to kiss me. He didn't actually kiss me - I suppose I shied away a bit - and after a minute he put me down and that was the end of it. It was a non-event but good for a laugh so I told all my friends and next thing a teacher was asking about it and then I had to tell the head teacher and my mum and dad.

Up until then of course grown-ups were people who looked after me and told me what to do and what not to do; that was my relationship with them. Now there was this big deal, the music teacher disappeared, and my mum was having this big conversation with me saying that some grown-ups I had NOT to obey but to get away from, struggle, scream, shout and make the biggest noise and fuss I could, because they were sick and wanted to do things to me.

Not that I really understood, but at that point the world was divided into 'nearly everybody' and paedophiles who thought my shapeless little child's body was sexy. And luckily I have been safe ever since .

But still looking back it's scary how I did just get meekly onto his lap when he told me to. Suppose he'd tried harder to kiss me? I don't know that I'd really have resisted: I had no concept of resisting an adult. I can't be sure how far I'd have let it go, if he'd carried on and molested me or even tried to stretch my little bald pussy around his big hard daddy cock. He'd always been nice and friendly, and he was my teacher and in charge of me.

Anyway luckily I think he was more lonely than an outright paedophile, and I had the right people around me to keep me safe afterwards.

I'm sorry that happened to you, and I mean that sincerely, but I, and my stories had nothing to do with it.
Projecting onto me isn't going to undo what's been done, and calling me a pedophile a million times isn't going to make it true.
The fact that you can't accept the truth when it's told to you is, once again, none of my concern.
Vilifying, and attacking me is not a good substitute for therapy, which I highly recommend you seek as you clearly have issues that you've yet to deal with.

This is the end of it as far as I'm concerned since I can't see anything productive coming of me repeating the truth, and you continuing to call me a liar.
Good luck.

[gymgirl]

Eric you could solve all your problems here by putting "she was 13" or "her tits" in your stories but you can't. Even in this one, where she is mid-teens or something you HAVE to leave the specifics out so that her body is open to that paedophile fantasy. That's why paedophilia is regarded as a medical condition.

And now I carefully explain nothing bad has ever happened to me and your instinct for lying and smearing kicks in to claim the exact opposite. So blatantly.

When I first pointed out the difference between underage and undeveloped you immediately started making up things to hurt and discredit me - anything you thought I might not be able or willing to disprove. You are abusive.

Children of the age you depict them are easily led and controlled by adults, that is their appeal to people like you and that is also why everybody else fears and despises you paedophiles.

So go to your fetlife pedo site, and good riddance. I have an idea you'll be back though.

[Prurient Purveyer]

You do realize that every time you post one of your sizzling responses you keep this thread on page one getting more and more reads for young Eric.

All we need now is Joe Dirty or Bad dog woof to join in and it will never leave.

[gymgirl]

Well why should I mind PP? What is your role in this anyway? Defending pedo writers and calling me 'gym slip'? Are you fantasising about me when I was prepubescent?

Your posting in this thread has been pretty appalling hasn't it? If anything even more abusive, dishonest and vindictive than Eric's.

Anyway I'll tell you another little story, about a friend of mine when she was 9 or 10. She tells it as a joke though it isn't one at all. She went to the cinema with a friend, and during the film a man came and sat next to them and started interfering with her. She didn't know what to do so she got her friend to swap seats, but then the man started on her friend, so she had to swap back. The two girls swapped seats some more times (nobody likes to ask for the details) and the man molested them each time as much as he could before they swapped again. Apparently he did get his finger inside them.

So although they were in a room full of people who would have saved them, the two young girls didn't feel able to call for help or make a fuss. That is how vulnerable children are to adults. Prepubescent children, to paedophile adults who find their undeveloped bodies sexy.

And my friend was damaged by it; for example she tends to call any animal mating 'rape' and the word is she's hopeless in bed.

So you are in a very bad place with your posting here PP.

[Prurient Purveyer]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Well why should I mind PP? What is your role in this anyway? Defending pedo writers and calling me 'gym slip'? Are you fantasising about me when I was prepubescent?

Your posting in this thread has been pretty appalling hasn't it? If anything even more abusive, dishonest and vindictive than Eric's.

Anyway I'll tell you another little story, about a friend of mine when she was 9 or 10. She tells it as a joke though it isn't one at all. She went to the cinema with a friend, and during the film a man came and sat next to them and started interfering with her. She didn't know what to do so she got her friend to swap seats, but then the man started on her friend, so she had to swap back. The two girls swapped seats some more times (nobody likes to ask for the details) and the man molested them each time as much as he could before they swapped again. Apparently he did get his finger inside them.

So although they were in a room full of people who would have saved them, the two young girls didn't feel able to call for help or make a fuss. That is how vulnerable children are to adults. Prepubescent children, to paedophile adults who find their undeveloped bodies sexy.

And my friend was damaged by it; for example she tends to call any animal mating 'rape' and the word is she's hopeless in bed.

So you are in a very bad place with your posting here PP.

No,I am not in a bad place at all. I didn't start this; you did. You still haven't told us what your identity was beforehand and I find it remarkable that a fine upstanding member such as yourself doesn't want to tell us.

This is an R18 forum. There are any number of fantasies here for which arrest would follow and yet your sole target is under age stories. Personally if a genre doesn't appeal or makes me nervous I avoid it.

Eric has a big following and he has more than earned his right to be an honored writer here. Don't like his stuff, brings back painful memories, well don't read it.

Show some tolerance, they are fantasy stories and Eric is into this Adult female acting out fantasies things as well. But even if he wasn't, even if they really were young girls having it off with men they are fantasy stories. They are no worse than murder , rape, snuff, stories or more disgusting than bestiality or scat stories.

They are written for the most part, the stories on the site, not as great literature but as words to wank to and I find it hard to believe, given their profiles, that pedophiles and , the far worse, sexual predators took their first steps down the path of depravity based on a few amateurish fantasy stories by various writers on this forum.

[gymgirl]

Originally Posted by Prurient Purveyer

Well I am you nasty little sock.

It is clear from the level of English being used between the characters that Amber is a teenager. I can well imagine Eric having had a gutsful of having to deal with a self righteous busy body like you.

Check the fucking rules; what he writes is perfectly acceptable on this forum.

Don't like it, don't read it but what ever you do , shut the fuck up.

This was your first post in here PP. What do you think? Tolerant?

And you are STILL being dishonest: 'painful memories' ? Where does that come from?

[Prurient Purveyer]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

This was your first post in here PP. What do you think? Tolerant?

And you are STILL being dishonest: 'painful memories' ? Where does that come from?

And this was just one of your condescending judgmental posts GG.

Oh still here after all Eric?

The thing is that even if it were true about your old gf (and I'm afraid I don't have much of a basis for believing anything you say) it is still presenting undeveloped as sexy. Why did you not simply say she was 18?

Answer: you want the reader to think she's prepubescent.

But prepubescent children are supposed to be nurtured and looked after, not fucked. That's why a child's shape and a 'sexy' shape are different.

At whatever remove you try to pretend, rolepaying or whatever fabrication, you're presenting them as sexy.

And because you ARE trying to present prepubescent as sexy, but trying to pretend you're not with an array of obvious inventions, you really are wasting your time abusing me.

But "painful memories" where does that come from?

Tolerant? Someone I like is attacked and you expect tolerance?

You really are amazing- boring but amazing.

[lacy2012]

Eric,

I just want to say thank you for a amazing story...you are truly very talented!! And shouldn't listen to what other people think!! I love the story!! Don't give up on something you love because some people have a one track mind and won't listen to any reasoning!!

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by lacy2012

Eric,

I just want to say thank you for a amazing story...you are truly very talented!! And shouldn't listen to what other people think!! I love the story!! Don't give up on something you love because some people have a one track mind and won't listen to any reasoning!!

Thank you, you are very kind to say that.

[imova]

I WANT MORE STORY DAMN-IT!

[Eric the Red]

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Eric you could solve all your problems here by putting "she was 13" or "her tits" in your stories but you can't.

I don't have any problems that need being solved, and I certainly could have put those details in.
Just as I could have designated her hair color, eye color, or any other number of details that I left up to the reader, and as soon as you're ready to cut me a check I'll write a story with all the details that you want.

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Even in this one, where she is mid-teens or something you HAVE to leave the specifics out so that her body is open to that paedophile fantasy.

She could also be 18, and have big ol' double D's, and that's the point.
If you're having pedophilia fantasies that's on you.

Originally Posted by gymgirl

That's why paedophilia is regarded as a medical condition.

If that's true then wouldn't hating pedophiles be tantamount to hating someone for having cancer?

Originally Posted by gymgirl

And now I carefully explain nothing bad has ever happened to me and your instinct for lying and smearing kicks in to claim the exact opposite. So blatantly.

Well almost being molested by your teacher sure isn't a good thing to a have happen to you, but why even tell be that story in the first place?
I mean really, what was the point of that?

Originally Posted by gymgirl

When I first pointed out the difference between underage and undeveloped you immediately started making up things to hurt and discredit me - anything you thought I might not be able or willing to disprove.

I haven't made up anything, and you certainly haven't disproved anything.

Originally Posted by gymgirl

You are abusive.

Nope, just honest.

Originally Posted by gymgirl

Children of the age you depict them are easily led and controlled by adults, that is their appeal to people like you and that is also why everybody else fears and despises you paedophiles.

Well I wouldn't know anything about that since I'm not a pedophile, but why don't you just go ahead, and call me that a couple of hundred more times, and I'll continue to laugh at how completely wrong you are.

Originally Posted by gymgirl

So go to your fetlife pedo site, and good riddance. I have an idea you'll be back though.

Fet Life isn't even close to being a pedo site.
It's a site dedicated to all kinds of sexual fetishes and those that practice them.
Now I tend towards the daddy/baby girl groups because that's what I'm into, but that is a fetish between consenting adults.
You can deney it, and insult me all you want, but that doesn't alter the reality one iota.

[gymgirl]

Really Eric, you spent a week thinking up that feeble point-by-point riposte??

You do have a problem here in xnxx, that's what you started off complaining about in this thread. You had a pedo story deleted and you keep flouncing off saying you won't come back and then you do.

The point is that your stories present the undeveloped prepubescent child as a legitimate, enjoyable sex partner for adult men.

So your other story was deleted.

Even in this story, anybody else writing sex with a teenage schoolgirl would go on and on about her physical charms, but you carefully avoid them. Anyone else would be positively keen to say she was only 15 or whatever but that's too developed for you.

So as I say it shines a light on you Eric.

And obviously you are totally deceitful, as paedophiles have to be. I'm not going to get drawn into denying your various smears, but I will point out that, yet again, you are misrepresenting my first little story about me and my music teacher. I was not 'almost molested'. He sat me on his lap for half a minute and gave me the impression he wanted to kiss me. It was, as I said, a non-event at the time and I remember it mainly for other adults' reactions. But when he told me to get on his lap I just did. It demonstrates how prepubescent children are so very easily controlled by adults.

And, however affectionately and engagingly you may write about them, for people like you that is obviously their appeal.

For everybody else though, their shapeless little bodies are NOT sexy, and you shouldn't be using fiction to say otherwise.

So, although as your disreputable ally says this site's policies aren't at all consistent, it's not allowed.