The Academy: Complete - Sex Stories

The Academy: Complete

... Jordan's apartment, which was only a couple of floors under Jasper's. Jordan read through his journal as she sat at her table. "What are you reading?" He spoke up. "Fuck you." "Okay nevermind," Houston was a masculine black man, but was anxious and shy... Not too happy about getting baby sitting duty for the juvenile. Finally, Jordan came across what she was looking for. It was an address, written with no context, just scrawled on the side of the page. It wasn't much, it could be his mom's house for all she knows, but it was worth a shot. She picked her bag up and began to leave. "No I won't let you leave," Houston got up and stepped in front of her. "Come on what am I going to do?" "I've been ordered to keep an eye on you and that I will," he retorted. Jordan rolled her eyes, "I'm... Going to bed," she stormed to her bedroom and slammed the door. Once inside, she looked under the doorframe, to make sure he wasn't eavesdropping, then took out her phone when the coast was clear. "Hey, I need your help..." Houston read a shitty magazine about celebrity bullshit when there was a knock at the door. He looked up, he checked the door to make sure Jordan was still in the bedroom before getting up. He equipped his pistol, then swiftly swung the door open. Houston put down his weapon when he realized that it was no threat. At the door was the Thompson sisters. Houston raised an eyebrow and waiting for one of the two to speak. "Oh god where's Jordan we heard what happened to Jasper!" ...

... Frankie, the younger one, exclaimed. The two walked into the apartment without permission. In which case, Frankie threw herself onto the couch in a fit of despair. Frankie's older sister, Izzy, looked down in sadness. She walked up to the policeman and began to whisper, "She's really worked up... Sex really calms her down... You need to fuck her." Houston had a combination of boredom and surprise upon his face, "Oh you've gotta be kidding me." "No, I brought her here because I know how skilled Jordan is with her tongue, but since she's not here..." Izzy continued. "Oh Jordan is..." Houston began. "Thank god you're here though!" Izzy interrupted immediately. "You're gonna have to find someone else," he said blatantly. "Trust me... I tried," she fought him, "I tried to bring her to her favorite whore house, but it was closed for the Sunday." "A whore house... Is closed on Sunday's?" "Just follow my lead," she said and began to kiss him. Houston was about to recoil, but when he felt the young girl press up against, he couldn't resist. That Carly girl from earlier must have corrupted him. "What's the worst that could happen?" He thought. As Izzy threw him on the couch, Frankie pounced on him... And Jordan silently crept out the door. Frankie felt the man's cock through his pants, her eyes sprung open in surprise. "Oh my god you're huge." Houston smiled as he kissed the smaller sister. Then it was his turn for his eyes to get big when the two sisters began to kiss each other. As ...