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A Cry For Help *Pt. 5*
Enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------- -April 11, 1992, 7:36 AM- -In Ava's Point of View- My eyes gradually recovered from their slumber and the first sight of my day was the bright sun beaming its ablaze rays into my eyes, causing them to squint. I found myself in bed, topless, completely cuddled up with Michael, with my head fully rested on his bare, vanilla chest, and his hands packed around my waist. He was peacefully slumbered, with his eyes relaxing heavily and his mouth closed shut. It was weird that he didn't snore, like 99.8 percent of men do. I looked over at him and smiled immediately. Michael, A.K.A. "Mr. J," wasn't like most people, I realized. Most people would pass you by when you need help, they would forget all about you after a week, and they would always have one little incident in their mind and would never get over it, but Michael was the exact opposite. He was an amazing man and I was very sorry that I ever accused him of trying to hurt me. I continued to lay on his chest and I dreamed as I stared at his beautiful sleeping face. After ten minutes of that, his eyes calmly opened and right as he saw my face, staring at him, he gave a wonderful smile. Michael: Good morning, Ava. Slept well? Me: Well, not at first, but when you held me into your arms...yes. (flashes a wide smile) Michael: (giggles) Your smile is flawless, it's incredible. Me: (laughs) Whatever...(gets out of bed) I had gained some strength while Michael took care of me that night, so I had the 100 percent strength to walk and stand. Michael and I had school that day, so I asked him what I could wear, since I left my clothes on Magnolia St. Me: Michael, is there anything I can wear today? Michael walked to me with just his robe on, his hair in a wet ponytail and he had a toothbrush in hand. There was water streaming all over his neck, water was dripping from his loose curls and there was sweat on his face from the mixture of steam and hot water. He was sooooo sexy, I just wanted to get naked in front of him right then and there. Michael: Um...Let me help you with that. But first, wash up. After I washed up a little, I came out of the door with just a towel on and nothing else. My hair was soaking wet and it was out on purpose. He was in his bedroom, on his bed, eating an apple, in his blue shirt, black slacks, black shoes and white socks. He also had a fedora on today. His long I slowly walked to his bedroom, like a beast stalking its prey and I stood sexy in front of him, and also caressing my breasts. You see, I did this on purpose, so I could see his reaction to me dripping wet, nearly naked and touching one of my most valuable things, and also looking at him predatorily. Me: (sexily) Hey, Michael... His head turned to me and at the drop of a hat, his mouth dropped, and he looked me up and down. I tried hard not to laugh, because he looked ridiculous. *sighs* I don't know why I keep doing this to him, but it's amusing to do. -In Michael's Point of View- Ava called out to me and once I turned my head, I couldn't believe what I was seeing! She was dripping wet from head-to-toe, she was caressing her breasts and she stood in front of me, with her eyes were full of passion and lust. And I thought...she fooled me once, but she won't do it again, because I'm stronger than that. Me: Ava, I told you to wash up, not take a shower... Ava: (in a very sexual voice) Well..(walks closer to me) I felt a little dirty...(strokes my cheek) I'm a very very dirty girl, don't you think? (gropes my thigh) She intensely rubbed and massaged my thigh and I stopped her before she got too close to an inappropriate spot, and you know what spot that was. Me: Ava...(takes her hand off me) Stop, please. I am your teacher and this is very inappropriate behavior between a student and an adult. Ava: Well, you're not my teacher now..that's what you said, right? (smiles) Me: I know, but this is still wrong. I looked into her eyes and immediately, my eyes couldn't get out of contact with hers. Our eyes really met for the first time, and let me say..I never noticed how engaging and alluring they were. I felt a warming feeling run all around my body and my brain was trying to tell me something, but I couldn't understand. I felt her hand softly brush against my arm and her touch felt so good to my skin, it felt as if I was in a trance. She briefly smiled at me and went away. I carefully studied her walking down the hallway and her walk was graceful and I looked at the stream of her beautiful, wavy, jet black hair come down to her middle back. I couldn't get over how it swayed from side-to-side as she took each step; her hair was really bouncy. She was such a lovely, good-looking young lady with a precious face and captivating body that would make any man desire to share love with her. I just stared at her the whole time she drifted down the hall...I always wondered why I was feeling this way about Ava. Maybe I'll discover why later on. -At School- -In Ava's Point Of View- Mr. J, AKA Michael: Please get out your "Current History" textbooks, turn to page 93, and read chapter four on your own, and after you read chapter four, copy the questions on the blackboard about the Cold War as I'm writing them. As everybody else was turning to their textbooks and reading, but I damn sure wasn't. Instead I was busy staring at Michael's nice booty. Mmm...put some honey on those biscuits! Damn, I wanted to just...ooh, I don't wanna say, 'cuz it'll be all graphic. It was cute how he would always mess with his ponytail, running his fingers through it and just touching it. I sighed in admiration as I saw him accidently getting chalk on the back of his pants, and I even giggled a little bit, but of course, he didn't hear me. As I stared at the sky, I daydreamed a little bit and this dream wasn't so G rated...at all! -Ava's Daydream- It was night. A cold, still night, but things were toasty, since I was inside the classroom. The lights were on and I was ready for some wild-pack action. I craved nothing but sex and I would do anything for it, but only with one person. I would have class all alone, just by myself, and I would have a really private lesson with Mr. "Sexy" Jackson. I couldn't wait! I came to my private class period very early. I sat cross-legged in my chair and I was wearing nothing but a long raincoat, and underneath was a lacey black thong and nothing else. I was bare breasted completely, with my extremely-visible nipples all ready to be in front of his face, to be sucked by his mouth and to be sweetly licked and slurped by his tongue. I was also wearing high heels and also a radiating smile. I saw Mr. J walk in the classroom, with his usual silk shirt, black pants, etc. He didn't know I was there, so I kinda startled him. Me: Good morning, Mr. Jackson. Mr. J: (jumps) OH! (has his hand on his heart) Ava, y-you scared me a bit. You made me hit my head on the wall. (rubs his head) Ouch! Me: Oh, poor thing...Should I kiss your head to make you feel better? (comes close to him, kisses his head) Mr. J: Thank you. Me: (sultrily) No problem. So, when are we gonna get on with this...(gropes his thigh) private lesson? Michael's mouth dropped as deep as the sea. He looked nervous and fearful and I knew why. I looked down at him and I saw that his guy down there was popping out and getting hard. I looked up at him in pure awe, because he was popping out of his pants by about 4 inches. That was very sexy. Mr. J: Um...(looking down at himself) Oh, God..Um...I'm sorry about this. He looked so embarassed and about he was going to cry, because it looked like this was the most embarassed he has ever gotten. His head went down and a tear came out of his eye. I felt too sorry for him. Me: (softly and full of sympathy) Mr. Jackson..Don't be embarassed. (lifts up his chin) There's no reason to apologize or to cry.. He looked at me with nothing but tears soaking his swollen, red eyes and his sad frown on his face. Mr. J: Really? Me: Yes...I embarass myself all the time. There's nothing to be ashamed of. (wipes the tears away) I just wanna say...(whispering in his ear) That was actually sexy.. He looked into my eyes and smiled. I stared into his eyes, and I just knew I wanted his body to gently enter inside mine. I wanted his hands to caress every part of my body and I just craved his sexy mouth to suck, kiss, lick, and slurp all of my body, not leaving one body part wtihout affection from his mouth. I leaned into him and I gently kissed his sexy lips. After a period of time, my mouth started to wrestle very actively with his. Mmm...his kiss was amazing! His lips were all over mine and mine couldn't resist his. His lips were pure temptation and if just his kiss was irrisistible, than his sex would be like an addiction! The song, "Sexual Healing," by Marvin Gaye was playing non-stop in my head as we were getting wilder. I moved from his lips to his neck and I sucked and kissed on his neck so intensely and so harshly, afterwards, I left a massive, purple hickey on his neck. He was repeatedly groping and grabbing my booty as I was giving his neck mouth therapy. After we kissed each other madly, I just looked into his brown eyes and those brown eyes were craving sex, I just knew. He was so sex-crazed at that moment, he wanted to do it at the nearest place. He violently pushed all of his things off of his desk in front of the board, including papers, coffee cups, pictures, and a lot of stuff. He threw me on the desk and started to take my raincoat off. He saw the thong, and immediately he took it off, but he didn't take it off with his hands...he took it off with his MOUTH! Ooh, he was so much of a freak behind closed doors, and I was loving it! Now, the only thing I had on were my high heels. Michael spread my legs and he put his clothed body in between. He constantly fondled my private parts and I rolled my eyes into the back of my head as he did so. I moaned as he started to touch me with his tongue. He bent over and kissed me and then traveled his tongue all around my mouth, internally and externally. His tongue discovered me in my mouth, my nipples, in between my legs and my thighs. His fingers pinched my nipples as his mouth was all over my bellybutton and my stomach. Me: (moans) Mr. Jac-- Mr. J: (cutting me off) Shh...(puts finger on my mouth) Don't say a word...Just let me lick you all over. I moaned with deep satisfying pleasure as he sucked and licked all over me. Again, he spread my legs but he opened them wider than before. He then put my legs up on his shoulders and started to please me orally. His tongue stroked my clitoris up and down and he did it fast, and he sucked my labia so good, so intense, and so hard, I was literally crying from the intense pleasure. It felt so damn good, I started to cry, because I could not handle all the throbbing inside me. I started to cum really hard and it went into his mouth. He swallowed all of it with just one gulp. My strong, raging orgasm came right after, causing me to moan and scream at the same time. Michael kissed me passionately and madly, just to calm me down. Now, it was my time to please him. I forcefully pushed him into a wall and I unbuttoned his shirt, a kiss for every button that I open, until it flayed open, showing his vanilla chest. I leaned into him and kissed him so madly as my breasts were pushed against his chest. I bent down to my knees and took off his pants, then I put my hand on his boxers and when I pushed them down to the floor, I was not prepared with the monster that was exposed underneath all of those layers of clothing. Good God, he was amazingly huge! I was afraid that thing would slap me in the face! I got back up and just started to fondle his genitals and suck his chest as he moaned and had his eyes closed. Mr. J: Oh, Ava...you are a nasty girl... Me: (giggles sultrily) I know I am..and it's all for you, "Daddy"...want me to be even nastier? Mr. J: Show me how nasty you can be... To prove my nastiness, I slowly went down on my knees and sucked him good and hard. He moaned out loud as I did this. He kept stroking my hair back as I pleased him. As I went back up, I asked: Me: Is that nasty enough? Mr. J: Well...you proved your point... Me: Oh shut up, and make love to me. (grabs his head and french-kisses him) We backed up into the desk and first, he laid down on it, and I joined him, going on top of him. My thighs were open and they were surrounding his hips, and the moment finally happened. He went deeply inside me and I screamed "OH! YES, BABY!" as a response to his large penis making an enterance in my vagina. He grabbed my booty as he moved up and down going faster on me... ............ ??: Ava? Ava! AVA ANDERS! HELLO? (waves hand in my face) Me: (into the daydream) Mmm...yes...just like that...(softly moans) Michael, you're such an animal... Then out of nowhere, I heard enormous amounts of laughter, and that's when I finally snapped back into reality. I looked at everyone surrounding me and they were all laughing and pointing at me. Now, I was the embarassed one. Me: *in my head* Oh no! They heard it! I looked up at Michael and he looked very shocked and speechless. He didn't say anything to me. He just got up and walked away from me, without even looking at me, as everybody continued to laugh their asses off. Just then, I felt a small gush coming from my labia. I looked down. Me: *in my head* Oh, shit! I had a wet dream! I got wet as I was daydreaming! I was soooo embarassed and humiliated at myself. As my classmates wouldn't stop laughing, I looked over at Michael, and he was just at his desk, with his head down, trying to look at me, but hardly could. That made me even more humiliated. This everlasting torture finally ended when Lexi and Kay stood up for me and yelled at everyone to shut up. Thank God for those two. They were always there for me and I just knew that they would always have my back. Oh, yeah, I told them about my sexual interest in Michael and they totally understood. They thought he was a hunk too! :) At the end of class, I walked over to Michael's desk and tried to apologize. Me: Michael? Mr. J: (sighs) Yes, Ava? He didn't sound happy. He sounded just as embarassed as I was. Me: I'm very sorry for that. Mr. J: Ehh...it's not your fault. Don't worry. I'm not upset at you... Me: Then why aren't you looking at me? Mr. J: Because...I just..(finally looks up at me) Look. How about after school you come to my room and we can talk about it, okay? Me: Alright... -After School- I went inside my locker to put some books in my bookbag and I immediately went to Michael's room after I said bye to Lexi and Kay. Me: Hi, Mr. J... Mr. J: You know, school is over, so you can call me Michael. Me: Okay. Um..hi, Michael. Michael: Hi, Ava. You want something to drink? Me: No thanks... Michael: Have a seat... I took a seat on a desk and then he put a desk across from me and sat down after he closed the door. Michael: You know, Ava, it's just you and me..(holds my hand) I looked down at our hands being together, and I felt a feeling that I have never experienced before. I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. I was really into his eyes, they were drop-dead gorgeous, and at that exact moment, I just knew....I just knew....I fell in love...This was not just a lust thing anymore. I felt connected to this man, I felt his spirit inside of me and I just knew God made me just for him, even though there is one problem, actually two: 1. He is my history teacher and I am his student. 2. I am only fifteen and he's 33, so people would think he is a cradle robber. But you know what? I didn't give a damn, 'cuz I was in love, and that was all that mattered. I would have a secret relationship with Michael if I had to, because I don't give a shit what people say. He, besides my sister, Shakira, was the only person that I cared for and that I would do anything for. -In Michael's Point of View- I took her hand and it was a good time, since the radio was on. A very slow, rock song came on, and it was "Baby, I Love Your Way," by Peter Frampton. Me: Would you like to dance with me, Ava? Ava: Uh...I don't listen to this type of music. Me: I don't either, but let's just have a dance. (holds out my hand) Ava: (smiles) Sure...(takes my hand) We got up and we started to slowdance. All I could do was smell her and she smelled very good. Her sweet rose perfume filled up the air and I held her by her waist gently, but I had a feeling that she wanted my arms to hold her tighter, so I did. Me: You know, this is just like a fairy tale... Ava: (softly) What do you mean? Me: (into her ear) Just holding you like this...I feel like Prince Charming and you're my Cinderella. Ava: Wow, Michael. You have a way with words...I feel like you are the only one in the world that will never hurt me.. Me: (touches her cheek) I will never hurt you, Ava... Just as I looked into her eyes, I finally discovered what my brain was telling me after all. It told me that I just fell head-over-heels for Ava Anders. I fell for her. I fell in love with her. I know it's very wrong to fall for her, because she's only fifteen and she's also my student, but my heart didn't care. I wanted to keep her warm, safe, and I didn't want to see her get hurt anymore. I wanted to protect her. Me: You know, Ava? I never felt this way about anyone... Ava: (whispering) I feel the same way...(looks into my eyes) Just as we were about to kiss, someone opened the door... TBC...
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