TABOO TALES(erotica)

Steph and Brigette stood outside the library, keeping an eye on their target. They were also aware that the school year, and their high school career, was ending within a week.

Both had cut loose from their idiot boyfriends and felt they’d made the right decision there. However, they had some unfinished business, and it was sitting inside the room before them.

They weren’t sure why they were trying so hard to make friends with the reclusive student. He’d made it clear he didn’t want to party with them. Of course, he’d also said he didn’t hate them.

He was attractive when he showed his face. His body was intensely sexy. They knew he was super smart, as he seemed to ace all his tests and exams. But he was terribly awkward, socially. That’s what they wanted to help with, and if they got closer to that sexy body of his in the process, that would be good, too.

Mary and Lindsay told them it was time to give up, and Brigette was almost convinced, but Steph was tenacious, and Brigette always followed her lead.

“Here he comes,” she said to Steph.

As Andre stepped out into the hall on his way to homeroom, Brigette and Steph stepped up beside him to keep pace.

“Good morning, Andre,” Brigette said with a smile.

He quickly turned his head, and dark eyes flicked to her face, then to Steph’s. He nodded briefly.

“The school year is almost over. Do you have plans for college?” Steph asked.

His eyes returned to her. “MIT.”

Steph grinned widely. “That’s a great school! Congratulations.”

“Very impressive, but you get great grades, so I guess it’s not surprising,” Brigette offered.

“You’ll be moving away pretty soon, I guess,” Steph suggested.

He nodded but said nothing.

Brigette glanced at Steph, who nodded to get her to continue.

“Before you head off to Cambridge and the college environment, maybe we could get together, and we could give you some pointers. You know, things to watch out for at college?”

“No, thank you.” Andre dipped his head to them politely, then picked up his pace and left them behind.

Brigette sagged. “They were right. We have to give up. He just doesn’t know how to, or want to, connect with people.”

Steph watched Andre with a frustrated look as he slipped into the classroom.

She knew Brigette was right… but there was something about Andre that made her want to keep trying.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Maybe Kevin was right, too. Maybe she was stupid.

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Andre sat at the back of the class and did his best to not look at Mrs. Jager during the period. He’d completed the work, and he knew it was perfect, so he didn’t really need to follow along during the class. She didn’t call on him, though he knew she knew he had the solutions.

He noticed Steph MacGraw glanced back at him once. She had an odd expression on her face, and he didn’t know what it meant.

Soon the class was over, and the teacher mentioned they’d be doing a review tomorrow. Everyone knew the year was over, but they were coasting to the end. There was just tomorrow, then one last weekend before the last week of school.

The last bell had rung, so the students were quickly fleeing the room and the school. He remained where he was and caught another curious look from Steph as she joined the mass exodus.

He saw the teacher walk to the door as the second to last student left. She gestured for him to move to the desk he’d been in yesterday. As he did, she remained by the door, watching the halls quickly empty.

Andre pulled the advanced math textbook from his bag and opened it to the section she’d told him to review.

She left the door open and wandered back to stand next to him.

“You read it?” she asked.

He nodded.

“Did any of the exercises give you any trouble?” she asked with a hint of a smile on her lips.

He nodded. “Number three couldn’t be completed. A typo in the formula? I moved the closing bracket to the left and was able to solve the problem.”

“Very good. That formula was fixed in the textbook’s reprint, but I think the error is more helpful for identifying truly gifted students.” She smiled at him proudly. “Give me your work.”

He handed her a piece of paper he’d written out his answers on. She reviewed this as she walked back to the door. She stepped to the edge of the hall and looked in all directions as she pretended to read the paper.

She stepped back in and closed the door, flipping the lock. She looked at him. “Start reading the next unit.”

He glanced at her, but she was looking at his paper, so he turned the page in the book and began to read.

His chest felt tight, but he didn’t know what to do about it, so he kept his head down.

Maybe today they’d just do the math?

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She knew he’d catch the error, and she was very pleased he’d gone beyond and offered a solution and the correct one. Very few students had made an attempt when she tested them on it.

She closed the blinds on the door, then turned off two sets of overhead lights, leaving the front ones on. She saw Andre’s head was over the page. She smiled and repeated her trip around her classroom, preparing it for their time together. She felt her excitement make her juices flow.

Soon she’d enjoy this beautiful man once more.

-=-

From her vantage point of the bathroom doorway down the hall from the math class, Steph saw the teacher had Andre sitting up at the front reading a book. When Mrs. Jager walked toward the door, Steph ducked back and listened.

After she heard the door closing, the snap of its lock echoed down the empty corridor. Steph stepped out of her hiding place and walked toward the door, wondering why she’d locked them in. Then she saw the light under the door dim. She was turning the lights off?

Steph rushed forward, but the blinds on the door had no gaps, and she could hear nothing. She wasn’t about to lie on the floor to try listening through the crack under the door.

This was seriously suss. There had to be another way to see what was going on in there.

-=-

Ilsa made her way along the windows, closing the old blinds while keeping an eye on Andre, but he was eagerly devouring the pages with his eyes. She smiled, as they were kindred spirits.

Once the windows were taken care of, she moved behind him and removed her clothes. Her nipples felt hard as diamond as if they anticipated his mouth on them.

She slipped her fingers into his hair once more and sighed at its silky softness. She felt Andre freeze in place and slowly tightened her grip as she brought her mouth down to his ear.

“I’m very pleased with you, Andre,” she purred. “My network told me you were very obedient and kept our secret. That obedience deserves a reward.”

She pulled his head back and saw his eyes had that glassy, dazed appearance once more. His lips were open, and she pressed hers to them as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. He tasted so good!

Ilsa pulled back from the kiss, then tugged him to his feet. She grabbed the hem of his sweater and shirt, pulling both up his body. He wasn’t resisting, but she had to make him lift his arms.

Once his torso was exposed to her eyes, Ilsa ran her hands over the hard planes of his chest and stomach. Fuck! His muscles were so hard, yet his skin was so soft!

She pinched and tugged his nipples, causing him to gasp and lean toward her.

Ilsa turned him and walked him back to the edge of her desk as she held his nipples. Once he was leaning on the desk, she released her grip and squatted down before him to undo his belt and pants. These, and his underwear, went down his legs, and she tugged his boots off with his clothes. Then she was staring at his thickening cock. Her mouth watered, and she wasted no further time before taking the head into her mouth.

Andre moaned, sending a shiver through her body. Gripping the base, she pumped her mouth over the end of his cock, forcing more and more of it inside. He wasn’t completely erect yet, which meant his cock wasn’t as large as it would become, but it also wasn’t completely stiff. She needed her hands to stuff it deeper. Her eyes were rolling back with the sheer sexiness of her efforts. She could feel his pulse throbbing in her mouth as his cock continued to stiffen.

Finally, he swelled to full size, and for just a moment, Ilsa felt trapped by the thick meat filling her mouth, pressing against the back of her throat. Her mouth drooled uncontrollably as she fought her impulse to pull away.

Her instinct finally won, and she yanked her head back, spit splashing across her cleavage. She panted as her eyes drank in the slick dark skin of Andre’s swollen cock.

He was panting too, arms behind him, braced against the desk’s surface.

Ilsa grinned wickedly as she held his eyes. “Now for your reward.”

She chuckled deeply as she saw his eyes widen. She imagined he probably thought he’d already received it.

Reaching back, she undid her bra clasp and freed her big tits. Her cleavage was already lubricated, and his cock was slick with spit, so when she squeezed her heavy breasts around his cock, it easily slid between them. His hot flesh was enveloped by her firm breasts, and Andre moaned quietly once more.

Ilsa’s face was heating up as her lust surged. Pulling sexy sounds from this beautiful man with her big fake tits was making her incredibly excited.

She needed to get this cock inside her now!

-=-

Steph cursed as she pushed her way through the prickly hedges to get near the windows to Jager’s classroom. Her arms were scratched by nasty dead branches, but she’d finally gotten into the gap between the building and the row of hedges.