Title: Teacher's Pet [Chapter Three] Author: AviatorAnon Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/e50qgG6P First Edit: Tuesday 12th of February 2013 03:25:57 PM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 12th of February 2013 03:25:57 PM CDT >You are Cheerilee >You are walking out of Twilight’s Library with Anon in tow >He said he’d walk you home >He could be such a sweetheart sometimes >”So... When do we begin, Miss Cheerilee?” “Next school day, Anon” >It was currently Saturday, so it’d be another day before the tutoring began >”Oh okay, that’s good... Is this your house here?” >He pointed to a house that was located nearer to the school than many others >It, obviously, being a more logical guess “Yes, very good guess” >He smiled a little >It seemed he was receptive to your praise as much as any other student >He walked you to the door >”Well... Err... I’ll be looking forward to my first lesson actually learning something” >He’s so cute, with how socially awkward he is >You go to say something but Anon talks first >”I suppose I should go now, eh? Don’t want to keep being a bother to you” >He started to leave ”Don’t be silly, you’re not an annoyance to me, Anon” >He turned back a moment and smiled brightly >You could tell it meant a lot to him to be told he wasn’t being a nuisance >He probably felt guilty... >While you were speculating this, he left >You went inside your house, looking forward to the private lessons more than Anon could possibly be   >”Dear Diary...” >”Today I convinced Celestia to allow the grown human male, Anon, take private lessons with me. I really think it will be beneficial for him to have one on one attention. Although teaching him privately reminds me a lot of when I was a student, when I used to tutor the disadvantaged students... Of course thinking about those times... Well, it arouses me. I still remember the first time I offered my ‘services’ to one of the boys with very poor grades. I was a generous filly, I didn’t ask much in return. Certainly not Bits... Just a little ‘service’ back. He was fairly inexperienced, but by the time I was done with him, he was getting straight A’s and was VERY experienced. This fetish for being the teacher isn’t easy to manage, with a class full of fillies and colts... There has been times where it’s driven me near insane with lust, but it’s always been worth it when I see what a difference I’m making with those children. But Anon... Well, he’s a grown up, so... So, it’s okay if I offer him my personal services too, right?” >”Saturday, Cheerilee” >You close the Diary and put it under your bed carefully >You sigh, feeling conflicted >You missed those wild days when you were young >And recently ‘that itch’ had been building up terribly >You feel something running down your leg >And it isn’t sweat >Had it really been that long? >Yes, yes it had >You sigh once more and climb into bed, trying to ignore it >But of course, you cannot >You reach under your bed for a shoe box and pull out a ‘massager’ >You know this won’t fully satisfy you, it never could, but it should be enough to let you get some sleep >You position the toy near your entrance and buck downwards >A long moan escapes you >It really had been too long >You didn’t want this >You NEEDED this >You slowly began to buck to a rhythm >Wow, it had been so long you were starting to forget how good this felt >Your speed increased >Your hooves began to tingle >You could feel a heat rise throughout your body “Ahhh-ANON!” >You shouted >As you climaxed >Your breathing was heavy as you felt the sheets with your hooves >Dripping wet >You really should deal with it >But you’re so tired now...   >You are Anon >You’re walking home >Cheerilee seemed... Well, Cheery >She really did care about the education of her students, huh? >You wish you had a teacher like that in kindergarten >You didn’t want to remember your kindergarten teacher >Cthulu would have been a nicer teacher >You kicked up a stone >You were thinking what you might do with your remaining day before school again >You didn’t get along famously with many of the ponies, so your leisure time was nothing special >You could always hang out with Twilight but she always made things even more awkward that you did >You certainly did not get along well with Rainbow Dash >...Stupid jock acting pony >You sighed as you reached the house that Celestia had arranged for you to stay in >You supposed you were at least making the most out of your new life here, right? >Getting that education sorted so you could move on to bigger and better things >Yeah, right >That’s what you told yourself all those years too >Bigger and better? >Nope, just stuck with colourful horses. >You opened the door and went straight to your bedroom >You were tired >So tired that you were asleep before you head even hit the pillow.