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History Class: Daytime Daydreams (Kuria)

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Deveraux Joined: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:42 am Posts: 44	History Class: Daytime Daydreams (Kuria) Things were progressing nicely to the point he was fairly cocky and sure of himself to walk about in broad daylight. Mind you he was invisible at the time but still it worked to get what he wanted when he wanted. Since arriving here he'd been sampling some of the local delicasies. Young little girls that had no clue what the hell there were in. This island was a demon's wet dream, he'd know he was after all there. Finding a history class he found a seat and watched the teacher for a while as she set up for her class. Soon the bell rang and students filed in. One of which found herself on his lap, good thing he wasn't seen or it might have caused an issue, too bad she didn't know what she was sitting on. He nudged her thighs wide as she sat. Nudging her until she was straddling his throbbing length within his pants. This was indeed going to be a fun place to play. Roll call was announced and it seemed that the lady on his lap was a student named Kuria. Delightful she looked so fragile that he anticipated seeing what he could do with her. There was spirit in her as he tapped into her mind. There were also a great deal amount of dreams fantasies and wicked delights she'd yet to have experianced. Her squirming on his lap wasn't helping matters as he'd love nothing more then to tear off those little panties she wore and bend her over that desk. Making sure the class saw as her ass got exposed and spanked red. Her pussy pounded to where they'd hear each squelch, each spread of her labia and her lower lips. He'd have fun splitting her open and making her beg for it too. His own daydreams were distracting him from the fact that his little lap dweller was dozing off. It was a perfect situation to start the game with her. A little tease, a little toy then a hard cock buried up into her little pussy until she begged him to stop. There wouldn't be a reprieve from him though, it wasn't his style. With her settled there and her head starting to bob as she fought dozing. His hands found the soft press of her breasts and groaned silently. It was temptation itself with her on his lap and her not knowing it. She might think that her chair's a little deformed at best, but that was to his advantage although he wanted to thrust up into her. That would come soon, very very soon. First he'd lull her into sleep by simply laying back in the chair and letting her doze off, then her body and her mind would be his playground. He did so hope she had a fire to her, it made his cock throb so much more.
Sun Apr 06, 2008 8:44 pm

Kuria Joined: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:37 am Posts: 74	Kuria hated history. It was one of those cases when the Irish girl just didn't pay attention. None whatsoever. In fact, when the class started, instead of making notes like she was supposed to, she was instead doodling absent-mindedly on her notebook. Seemingly entranced by the blue shapes she was making with her pen, the world faded away. The lesson went on, and the toe of her boot tapped against one of the legs of her desk. Her skirt was so short that when her thighs parted seeminly, or so she thought, of her own accord the black lycra of her panties was showing. Shifting slightly, she surely felt odd in this position and she squirmed again to try and make herself more comfortable. It was not happening though and when the teacher snapped at her to sit still, she settled down. Kuria had been up rather late the night before, tinkering with her guitar and jamming the time away, and so her eyes grew heavier and heavier as she fought the tempation to sleep. But it was no use. Her body swayed forward, her breasts cushioning against something certainly softer than the hard edge of her desk. In her half asleep state, Kuria could have sword they were hands, and that she heard an animalistic groan behind her. But she dozed off, succumbing to sleep before she realised what was going on. Her body relaxed, soft and pliant in the chair as sleep took her. _________________ "Can someone please give me a fucking smoke. Where's my guitar?"
Sun Apr 06, 2008 9:09 pm

Deveraux Joined: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:42 am Posts: 44	The girl was a worm on his lap and it mad his arousal just press harder up against her ass and groin. A glance down noted her inappropriate panties. Tsk tsk it seemes he found himself a rule braker, they were delicious. His hands gripped at her breasts invisible to the class as he felt her slip further into sleep. It was like taking candy from a baby. Unlike some of the other girls he didn't bother hiding himself from her in the dreams. She sat there on his lap in a classroom that was now empty. The real class was still going on but not to her. To her it was now just the two of them in a classroom as he slid her harder against his groin and growled softly. "Don't you know, there's no sleeping permitted in class. Were you wanting a detention little miss?" Crimson eyes glared down at the girl that he held upon him. A captive for the time being so he made the most of it. Grinding his hips against her ass he all but was dry humping her rubbing his leather covered cock against her black panties. "Hmm Tempting choice, it tells me you like to be bad. Do you want to make your begs for mercy now or later, cheri? I assure you they will do absolutely nothing for you." Her body was gently toyed with. She lay in his now dream embrace where as her legs were spread in class and she seemed to be relaxed if not non paying attention. Her breasts seemed to arrouse a little bit as well. But for now he was going to have fun with this. The little girl on his lap heard his growl again, "Want your classmates to see how great you scream and beg, Kuria. Yes your teacher was oh so nice to provide your name. " There was no name given for the moment from him. Instead he enjoyed the thrust of his hips to hers. The grip upon her full breasts confined within her uniform. It was such an impractial thing considering what 90% of the populas out of the school was demons, monsters and creatures that depravedly fed off things like this girl. Too bad her class had just started, there was a lesson here to be learned. Further and further he'd nudge her into the dream, it was his intention to see if this little bad girl in the end would know dream for reality or would she happily let the demon pound her and mark her as one of his newest little conquests.
Sun Apr 06, 2008 9:33 pm

Kuria Joined: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:37 am Posts: 74	"Mmmhmm..." The moan was soft, almost a whisper of sound. Kuria was lost in sleep though, and it was through that thick haze that she felt the firm flesh of her breasts gripped soundly. And then she heard the growl again and started in what she thought was wakefulness, her body tensing as she felt everything at once. "Wha..." There was a moment of pure confusion as the Irish girl felt the real touch on her breasts, and the insistent feel of his cock as it rubbed up against her bottom and between her legs. The material of her panties was certainly not thick enough and she trembled slightly before she got a hold of herself. "What the fuck is going on here??" she yelped, struggling to get free. She could not believe it was happening. Another rape, and thing had been going so well. Her panicked eyes darted around the classroom. Where the bloody hell had everybody gone, she wondered in terror. And then his words reached her ears and she stiffened in a moment of pure rage. "I will never beg for you, you sicko." she hissed from between clenched teeth. At his mention of her classmates, Kuria had a moment of pure confusion. "Bastard..." she sneered, although the emotion behind it was half-hearted. She had no idea what was going on, and it showed. Still, she struggled against the push of his shaft against her body, twisting in his grip. "Let me go!" _________________ "Can someone please give me a fucking smoke. Where's my guitar?"
Sun Apr 06, 2008 9:57 pm

Deveraux Joined: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:42 am Posts: 44	"Tsk tsk, where are your manners. Don't you know this place is supposed to be helping you with those rudeness issues of yours. Maybe that's why your friends were all so happy you were gone." The scene changed to the last time she'd seen her best friend. He'd stood there watching her as she was getting ready to leave. Maybe he'd let her go in the past but this time it wasn't quite going to be that way. This time the parting would be different as he walked to her and shoved her against a tree. Yelling at her for leaving him and saying what a horrid friend she was. If the girl wasn't confused before, she sure in the hell now would be. Her friend was now assaulting her where as in all reality he was still holding her. His hand sliding down her panties invisibly to anyone in the classroom. Leaving the bare mound of her pussy against his leather covered groin. It was a sick little pleasure of his own, to stain the leather with a new girl once a day. This place gave him ample opportunity to do just that. Back to the dream she got to watch her best friend as he started stripping her down, Being aggressive as he'd never been before."Will you leave me now you little bitch? Will you leave me now!" There was confused hurt and anger in his frend as he ground his hips against her own. The tree ground into her back and hips where he ground against her. "Do you know how much I wanted you only for you to go and leave me? Do you have the faintest clue how you made me suffer? Now I'm going to make you suffer." Her friend gripped at her shirt and tore it away. Sending buttons flying and her school tie askew. Not even in her dream well nightmare had she ever wore her uniform before. This was just the beginning as in class her shirt was finding it's way unbuttoned as well. Luckily the students were all busy on the lecture, for now.
Sun Apr 06, 2008 10:21 pm

Kuria Joined: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:37 am Posts: 74	"You shut up! That's not true!" Kuria squirmed in the tight grasp, even as the scene abruptly changed to when she had said goodbye to Devon before she left. But his handsome face was different, twisted with anger even as he slammed her against a tree and started shouting at her like he never had before. She was so astonished she could not even say a word, but what little color there was in her cheeks fled, leaving them chalk-white. Not aware she was dreaming, Kuria cried out as he stripped her skirt away, and she twisted against the tree. Her shirt was next, the buttons giving way to her friend. Braless, her breasts bounced free, smooth and milk-white. She shook with fear, her eyes confused. What the hell was going on here? Back in the real world, things were not much different. Kuria was still silent for now, though restless, even as her panties were removed and her shirt undone. If anyone were to look, they would think the Irish girl had lost her mind. But this place was so twisted, they might all enjoy it. Who knew? Back in her dream, Kuria finally found her voice. "Devon... no... please..." she murmured softly, her body responding the feel of his despite her denial of it. She hated this so much. Why him? _________________ "Can someone please give me a fucking smoke. Where's my guitar?"
Sun Apr 06, 2008 10:49 pm

Deveraux Joined: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:42 am Posts: 44	She wanted to know why him, why not when the memory was so fresh in her mind. Her little friend pushed and rubbed up against her and felt her unwilling response. It fuelled him on to lower his mouth to her breasts. Her nipples were caressed with a roll of his thumb upon them then a sharp bite. "Why did you leave me! Was I not good enough for you?" The hands that she felt upon her were silken black tentacles that he'd shifted in her dream. A dream that until he damn well said so would go on and on. It was hot knowing that as he toyed with her, her body started responding and growing aroused despite being in a class room. Her panties laying at her feet and breasts slowly being bared to anyone that would want to watch. Still it wasn't enough for him. Soon the demon shifted his own pants down and though unseen let her rub herself all over his hard demon shaft. Her body would rouse slowly and grow hot until she all but raped herself on his hard cock. He'd rape her in her dreams by use of her childhood friend, where as she was raping herself on his cock and would be begging for him to stop long before he'd let her up and out. But even now he could tell that this little bad girl had some pretty cries. She blushed and it made him grin brightly as the boy that was her friend, Devon's eyes took that crimson glint when she wasn't looking. Shifting from breast to breast he kept her pinned to the tree, tentacles held her in place and slowly slithered up her thighs to keep her from moving and exposed. Devon ground himself against her making her feel him as she probably might never had before. "Is it worth it now? Can you feel what you've done to me Kuria to make me become this just so you'd know? Is it worth it." The boy sounded so anguished, so hurt like a little lost puppy as he latched his mouth upon one rosy crested nipple and suckled hard upon it. His one hand massaging her breast simulating the action of his mouth on her soft nipple. His free hand was working the panties of her off in her dream. Deveraux sat back grinning all the more, fiction could always be fun. Now she was getting a lesson in history of her own, just an altered version of it.
Sun Apr 06, 2008 11:10 pm

Kuria Joined: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:37 am Posts: 74	Even as she rejected Devon's assault with a soft cry, her body arched, pushing the softness of her breast against his mouth. The perfectly rounded mounds heaved with her breathing, denial and delight all in one. "I... never... what..." The green eyed girl could not even form a full sentence and instead writhed in the tight grip. Back in the classroom, Kuria's hips were shifting backwards and forwards, the girl not knowing what she did as she rubbed her soft mound over his heated shaft. Had Kuria known what she was really doing, she would have died of the shame of it. But she did not, and there was no hesitation as her body grew warmer and warmer and her movements faster and faster. Deveraux would feel her little cunny grow wetter as she got more excited. A blush started along her cheeks, moving down her neck and into the deep hollow of her cleavage. And in her dream, Kuria cried out as she felt the hardness of Devon's cock pressed between her legs. Her breath was coming harsh pants now and she shook her head as she squirmed in his grip. "Not like this... Devon... stop it..." she moaned as his mouth moved over her nipple and the little nub grew stiff as her desire multiplied. It was obvious in the shine of her emerald eyes and she could not hide it. _________________ "Can someone please give me a fucking smoke. Where's my guitar?"
Sun Apr 06, 2008 11:31 pm

Deveraux Joined: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:42 am Posts: 44	She was fighting the draw of her dream despite her body slowly succombing to the power of pleasure. Her body arched and withered, called and protested. To him it was poetry in motion as the girl cried out wanting her loving friend to stop. It was about then that he walked forward into the dream and pressed against her bare little body. "Hmmm, would you rather that I let you keep your childhood dreams and take you myself. Would you rather have a man's cock buried in this tight little crevice you have here." His sharp nails dug into her and spread her pussy wide to accomidate the head of his cock. Teasing her really with just that. The friend seemed to be the one she was now against. He was holding her for the demon that now pressed against her. "Well Cheri.. mon amour should bow to me yes.. I can keep your fragile loving dream of him in tact. All it takes is you begging for me to fill this all up.." He really didn't care either way as slowly his hips started rocking and feeding her a little then taking it right back of his hard throbbing length. Wide it split her a bit wider where as in reality her classmates would have noticed her by now. Her panties were off, her shirt was undone and breasts spit free. It seemed as though something was pressing against the entrance to her body as she squirmed and rubbed herself. One rub had put her against the wide thick head of him. She was so wet too and blushing brightly. They were gasping and the class were now enraptured at the new lesson in class. Sweet little bad girl turned moaning helpless victim, Kuria. His hands massaged her breasts where as slender tentacles wrapped about her arms and legs holding her wide spread. Squeezing her breasts and rubbing against the tight little pink pucker of her ass. "Hmm, maybe Cher. I should give your friend here a taste of you. Would you like to have his hard cock fill your little ass as you get pounded by mine." It was a cruel tease and with as hot and wet as she was getting. There was no doubt that despite her bravado and words wanting to deny soon she'd be cumming in class and in her dream.
Mon Apr 07, 2008 1:23 am

Kuria Joined: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:37 am Posts: 74	Kuria's eyes narrowed at the new vision that suddenly appeared. "What the fuck is going on here???" she asked in terror, anger and confusion. Mingled between all of that was the steadily mounting lust that was threatening to overwhelm her. Her words were swallowed up by a moan as the apparition in her dream slowly spread the welcoming folds of her pussy wide and she gasped as the head of his cock pressed against the entrance to her sex. "Leave me alone, you fucking monster!" she hissed out at him, green eyes sparking with hatred. She could not believe this was happening, and that the hands holding her in place belonged to Devon. But at his words, her eyes flashed. "If you think I am going to beg you for anything, you so have another thing coming." Her voice was frigid cold, a stark contrast to the wet heat of her pussy as his shaft slid in and out of her. In class, Kuria was being watched like she was some kind of experiment. Both teacher and students knew full well what was going on, but the fools did nothing. Not the whores she called her classmates, or the idiot that was her teacher. She writhed and moaned in her chair, her usually pale skin flushed. Her pussy was on display for all to see, gleaming moistly in the sunshine of that day. A day that Kuria was going to want to forget. Back in her dream, Kuria moaned in distress and delight at the monster's suggestion of Devon fucking her from behind. She could not believe she was responding like this and was dismayed by the reaction of her body to his suggestion. _________________ "Can someone please give me a fucking smoke. Where's my guitar?"
Mon Apr 07, 2008 1:40 am

Deveraux Joined: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:42 am Posts: 44	He thinks the lady doth protest too much. Her body ground down against his own and the apparition of her best friend. "Maybe I should make you take us both. I bet your lil pussy would stretch good and wide to take not one but two at once eh, mon amour?" He was taunting her rather cruely with things that were lewd and vile to most girls. But here he had no one to control or restrain him. It gave him an idea as he felt the cold metal of the chain that lead from his pierced nipple to the gold collar along his neck. "I have another idea." He unhooked his collar and the chain from his nipple piercing and put it around Kuria's neck. The best friend took hold of the chain and silenced Kuria's protests with the hard length of his cock. "Hmm that's so much better. Teach the little slut who the fuck she shouldn't talk back to. Play teacher." The demon grinned as slowly he began his rythmatic thrusts up into her tight little cunny. Spreading it wide to where the sound of his balls slapping against her ass sounded in her dream as well as the classroom. He would have let her get away with just being naked in the class. But when she'd sassed, she earned the humilitation. It made her fear and her orgasm so much more delicious as soon his hands slid down to her breasts where tentacles coiled and little suckers latched onto her nipples. "Hmm maybe we should put a nipple clamp on these and make her really feel a little pain. " Her classmates were gasping as the girl was withering and bucking in class. Her body exposed and very clearly being ravaged by an invisible force. Vaginal fluids spilling down her thighs down to the floor in a little puddle. Maybe she'd even make the girl lick it up when he was done. Her sassiness made her all the more desireable. And all the more fun to torment as she responded despite her mouth and brave words.
Mon Apr 07, 2008 2:00 am

Kuria Joined: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:37 am Posts: 74	The Irish girl shivered at his harsh words and tried not to scream like she wanted to. She was made of tougher stuff than this. And he spoke some kind of French. That just plain freaked Kuria out. It put this thing far to close to human for her own comfort. The feel of cold metal around her neck made her catch her breath in a moment of pure terror that rivalled nothing she had felt this far. Even as she began to squirm and wriggle, making sounds of distress. These were soon silenced by the forceful feeling of Devon's cock entering her from behind. She shuddered, gulping down a moan as her body clenched around him. His words made her see red even as the monster thrust up into her from his vantage point, leaving her no time to recover as her senses were assailed by the feel of the monster's cock stretching her tight little pussy. This time, she could not stop her moan, and the sweat that made her hair cling damply to her cheeks. Her lips were parted as her body convulsed around the two appendages simultaneously thrusting into her. The glass was awestruck as back in reality, Kuria's slender body trembled with the force of what she was feeling. And still no one moved to help her, and it was clear in the eyes of some of the watchers that they were thoroughly enjoying the scene. Kuria however, was not. Or at least... doing her best not to. _________________ "Can someone please give me a fucking smoke. Where's my guitar?"
Mon Apr 07, 2008 2:16 am

Deveraux Joined: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:42 am Posts: 44	Kuria was a feisty one that was rebelling and trying to fight her body to no avail. Her mouth was filled with her once beloved friend's throbbing cock. His own plowed into her tight inner walls. Feeling them stretch and envelop him within their clinging depths. Her arrogance and denial of her desires just enflamed him to where soon a tentacle pressed against the tight pucker of her ass. A thick fluid secreeted and allowed for him to press in easier. An aprhodisiac lubircant which would set her loins on fire was rubbed onto the tight star of her ass. He had no shame when it came to sating his lusts. For now this riled girl was feeding his need for sexual desires and his energy levels. The more she feared him and got off on the pulsing length of his cock the more cocky he became in his actions. Pressing her further into the cock that was stuffed down her throat. Her hair was grasped and he started pulling her visibily into his cock. Making her ride and take it til the head of him slammed into her cervix. "Ever thought of babies, Cheri?" It was a taunt as no he had no intention of procreating with any of the children that ran these halls. Maybe when he found one special one. He'd implant his spawn within her. It would be arousing to watch her and it grow. Watching it devour it's potential mother from the inside and steal what was left of her soul before leaving her dead and it to claw it's way from her body. To a demon it was an arousing sight to see your own young make thier entrance so violently into life. For now his attention returned to the girl he had spread and dripping on his cock. Her ass filled slowly with a tentacle and more wrapped around her body until finally she was lifted and made to look as though she was riding him. In the classrom they would see her riding an invisible cock. Her breasts bouncing. Her ass being slapped against her chair well actually his thighs but what did they need to know. The scent of arousal was drowning his senses as the classroom it seemed to get girls wet seeing one of thier classmates being so visibly used for the lusts of his loins. The sight of her wearing his golden collar was arousing to him as well. To see her as a pet while fucking her. She wasn't really and never would be. The marker was his and he'd remove it when he was tired of filling her with his flesh. Although he was anticipating bending her to where everyone in her class could watch her cum and her little body get pounded. Only for the end result to be watching her panting as black fluid seeped from the thight hole of her cunny. Her ass would secreet a green fluid from his tentacle as would her mouth. What she thought was her best friend was a tentacle. But in her dream, she didn't know shit beyond what he let her. Nothing was more erotic then pale flesh drawn taunt as a demon cock and tentales possesed her. The arch of the back, the scent of sex and fear. Delicious, yes this one was feeding him well.
Mon Apr 07, 2008 3:12 am

Kuria Joined: Fri Aug 31, 2007 1:37 am Posts: 74	Whimpering around the shaft thrusting in and out of her mouth, Kuria shut her eyes tightly against the reality of what was happening to her. She knew, somehow, that it was a rape by one of the monstrous sickos that roamed the campus. And there was nothing she could do to stop it. Still, she squirmed mightily when she felt the tendril probe between her bottom. "Nnngggg..." The sound was muffled, but Kuria thought she might explode as the ache between her legs suddenly intensified and her slender form shuddered with lust. She did not understand what was happening, her eyes still shut tightly against the onslaught, even as she was moved up and down on his cock. She moaned around the cock in her mouth, tears seeping from beneath her shut eyes. Eyes that flew open, wide with terror, at the mention of babies. She'd kill herself first. The Irish girl squealed and struggled as more tentacles wrapped around her body, and one slowly filled her tight little bottom. Her eyes now wide with pain, she struggled for all she was worth, and all it served to was make her move and only increase her unwanted pleasure more. Please... she thought desperately... please let it end... _________________ "Can someone please give me a fucking smoke. Where's my guitar?"
Tue Apr 08, 2008 7:42 pm

Deveraux Joined: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:42 am Posts: 44	She took the cock in her mouth like a champ and that made his cock strain in fact a second cock sprouted from his loins and pressed against the tight pucker of her ass. Her soft cries did nothing if not arouse him all the more. The sounds of protest were so nice. The tentacle near her ass was sent to her breasts where they were squeezed as if bound by ropes. His little hostage and toy for the time being. It was such a sweet mid day treat for him to hear the girl in her own way almost beg for it to stop. Hating herself for the way her body gave to him, hating him for being one of those -sickos- from school. He was a new brand of sicko thank you very much! Those sweet little thoughts of hers made him growl and whisper in her ear, "Keep thinking that way, cheri. I can ensure that you will be craving my cum in your little ass. It takes little for me to lace my natural pheremones and make cum addictive like a drug. " It was fun to fuck with his new little play friends. Although he was far from kidding. Held a captive by his tentacles his little victim was so visibly enjoying while hating herself in the class. The scent of sex filled the room as well when several of her fellow students rubbed along the lips of their own pouting sex. Maybe some hadn't seen Kuria before, they had now. The beauty of her form was now on show as well as any text book lesson. His own loins strained at the sight as he saw it reflected in the classroom window. That sight made him add a little window into her dream. Reflected for her emerald eyes that glistened with shame and pleasure and hatred was her body bent to accomidate the large demon as he took her and her best friend filling her mouth over and over. Her reaction was noted as well to his jest about babies. He'd not do that, at least... not yet.... Gripping her thighs and hips he started pistoning into her harder and faster, the tentacles massaging, flicking, rolling at her nipples and thighs to bring her pleasure despite that one that pushed up into her ass. She was so tight and hot that he almost wanted to fill her now with that thick load of black seed. But he wanted her to cry almost beg him to stop then cum all over his hard length. Only then -might- he stop the relentless pursuit of her body.
Tue Apr 08, 2008 10:25 pm

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