Queen of Hayesberry Academy
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Claudia Starts the Game
Erotica Sex Story: Claudia Starts the Game - Claudia made the game's rules. All of the girls had to play. All of the boys got to play. Some played it better than others.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft ft/ft Mult Reluctant Fiction School Group Sex Anal Sex First Oral Sex Sex Toys
It was all Claudia Monroe’s idea to begin with: she’s the one who set up the rules. I was there to see it start: one Monday, first period, she was pulling stuff out of her bag and setting it all on her desk to get ready for class, but in addition to her notebook and pens, she put two small flat square packages on her desk: condoms.
Mr. Boucher gave her an annoyed look. “Miss Monroe, put those away.” Mr. Boucher was a young enough teacher to not always seem like a full-on authority figure, but this time he did.
“But Mr. Boucher, don’t you want me to be safe?” She asked angelically. Lots of kids laughed. She could really pull off the innocent look when she wanted to, but she was also sexy as hell. People said she was an underwear model, but nobody knew what website to find her on.
The teacher rolled his eyes. “I want you to be safe, Claudia - but not here. This is a classroom.”
Claudia twirled her hair around her finger as if thinking about it. She had two-tone hair: blonde in front and the rest brown, parted in the middle and flowing down just past the top of her shoulders. It was the blonde part she was twirling. “So..., I should use protection everywhere else, but do it bareback at school? Is that what you’re saying?”
“You shouldn’t do it at school, period,” Mr. Boucher said, levelling a stern look at her. “Put those away, now.”
Claudia shrugged and put the little square packets into her backpack.
Then later in fourth period - the other class I had with her - she put them on her desk again. Ms. Navarro saw them but didn’t say anything.
The next day, in first period math, Claudia again put two condom packages on her desk. Mr. Boucher saw them and he looked pissed, but he didn’t say anything. Weeks later I learned that there had been a faculty-wide email about “slut-shaming” students, and how the school couldn’t afford to lose what few students it had left.
On Wednesday Claudia started out with two condoms again, but at fourth period she was down to one. All of Thursday she had one, and on Friday, none.
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