Izzy wanted to pinch herself, her head was resting on Mr James’ chest, she could feel his heart beating as fast as hers; he had just kissed her! She had dreamed about this day. No, not dreamed, fantasized. Every night she closes her eyes and thinks of Mr James. Thinks of his lips moving over…
Izzy and Mr James First submission, comments welcomed (no characters in this story are underage)The one thing that Izzy hated the most about herself was her baby face. She’d always been teased about it. She had hoped that by the time she made it to senior year her ‘puppy fat’, as her mother called it,…
My name is Jason Jones and this is a story that happened last week. I was at a local university interviewing for a doctoral program. The woman interviewing me, Dr. Lane, was nice and she seemed smart, but she was pretty boring. When I walked into her office, I saw that Dr. Lane was good…
Chapter 1 – Introductions 10 Aug 2010 Dearest Mia, I’m using the several thousand miles between us as an opportunity to start my letter writing hobby. I think as a generation we lack the romance of a hand written letter being delivered through the post. That being said, it also gives me the chance to…
‘Has it really been four years already?’ Andy quietly mused. This was her last day of classes then the last time she would return to this school would be get her diploma and walk out for the last time. Everything seemed kinda weird now. So many people were telling her “congratulations” and “great job” and…
My name is Jeremy. I am currently a senior at an out of town College,set to graduate in a few weeks. A couple of friends from home came out last week to celebrate. We had a great night at bars and then we went to what my friends thought was a strip club. It turned…
“Dammit!” I yelled. I was stuck in traffic again on my way to work. As a teacher, being late wasn’t the most influential life lesson I could teach my students. I slammed my hands on the steering wheel and knocked my coffee into my lap. “Son of a BITCH!” I exclaimed. Today couldn’t get any worse….
Eighteen year old Sonia Kay admired herself in the mirror. She stood in front of the looking glass naked, her blonde hair still very damp and her skin slightly moist from her morning shower. Sonia placed her hands over her D-cup breasts and squeezed. She then ran her hands down her stomach, her fingers lightly…
I had been sitting at the same desk, in the same position for about three hours. This history text book was really not becoming any more interesting to me and this empty classroom was just as boring, no sounds, no company, nothing. As always, my mind got the best of me and I turned my…
She was running hard – her aertex shirt clinging to her wet flesh, rain and sweat mingling and pouring down her face, her chest, between her breasts and down her belly. The short gym skirt flapping as her thighs pounded against the slippery ground was leaving red marks on the vulnerable skin. Mud splashed on her calves,…
It was a sunny Monday afternoon, and Gemma couldn’t wait for last lesson, Maths. She was the first to arrive, as normal, and sat down at her seat, waiting for her friends to arrive. Maths was her favourite lesson, because she was OK at it, and she had an amazingly good looking young teacher. Gemma…
Life Drawing Class had somehow turned out slightly different than how she imagined. While she expected nudity she never expected a model so devastatingly beautiful. His skin was a dark olive, lips tantalizingly full, hair dark and cut short, eyes a matching dark molten brown laced with thick lashes. His shoulders were broad and his…
“She moaned lightly as he slidthe tip of his cock between the lips of her pussy…” He rubbed his own cock through his dress pants under his desk as he read the words he assumed Cassandra Delton had inadvertently handed in as her short story in his honors writing class. Hearing a knock at his…
If I was looking for an excuse for what I had done with Randy that Friday afternoon, I could have blamed it on the Dog Days of Summer, but I wasn’t looking for any excuses. There has always been something about the unseasonably hot and humid days of the Dog Days of Summer that has…
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The pictures Sara sent me were quite graphic. Close up shots of my cock sliding in and out of Sara’s cunt; my cock spitting its contents on her clit; her face as she was coming. But the worst of all was the picture of me licking the sperm from her slit. There was no mistaking…