I was on a class expedition with my health class and we had just arrived at the cabin we’d be staying at. I usually don’t attend such stupid boring college trips but this time was different. My health teacher Paul had an amazing body and quite good looking, I couldn’t resist the opportunity to perhaps…
Reading Part One before delving into this second chapter is strongly encouraged.) ***** Emily nibbled at Sandy’s lower lip as she guided the girl onto her back, gently lowering her body onto the sixteen-year-old’s slighter form without breaking their kiss. She fondled the student’s bottom, fingers delving between her thighs to lightly brush Sandy’s vulva…
Firmly clutching the strap of her shoulder bag, sixteen-year-old Sandy Ratledge hesitantly made her way down a hallway deep in the heart of Crestwood, the elite private school she attended. The last class of the day had ended fifteen minutes earlier, and this part of the building, where the faculty offices were located, was all…
One of my classes at art school is life drawing, which means a nude model—very up close and naked. I remember the first day when this woman walked in wearing a blue terrycloth robe, took it off, and hung it on a hook. And there she was—sagging breasts, hairy pussy and all. The guys were…
“Doc, do you have a few minutes to see me after classes today?” you asked in a faint whisper as you leaned over my desk. Students started calling me Doc a couple of years ago after I finished my PhD, which I worked my ass off for. It’s a title I especially loved to hear…
My name is Tonya, I’m 5’3 with C-cup breasts and red hair. I’m 28 and I teach math at a community college. I have one student who keeps failing quizzes. I handed back a quiz and he didn’t do so well on it, but I came up with an idea on that Tuesday when I…
You have no idea what he does to me. I sit near the back of his class – mainly on purpose so he’s not aware that I’m always staring at him – while he teaches and lectures us on Government and Economics. What he says, I’m not always for certain, as I’m preoccupied with the…
Sophia was irresistible. I knew it was wrong for me to even think about her that way. She was only 17, although her cleavage might have suggested otherwise. Her long flowing dark hair, aqua blue eyes and curves proved she was true to her name; a goddess indeed. I could not possibly mean anything to…
The door opened without warning, and a sweet feminine voice said, “Professor Wainwright? I think I’m your four o’clock.” Lucas looked up irritably from the pile of papers he was reviewing, then removed his spectacles and took a longer look at the pretty young woman who had entered his study. Long dark hair, cut in…
By five o’clock on a cold winter’s afternoon, the interior of St. Stephen’s was warm, welcoming, and filled with any number of partially-inebriated students celebrating the imminent end of the university term. Over the muted thump of the music, voices were raised in convivial chatter, punctuated by laughter and the occasional squeal of delight or…
The snow fell slowly that afternoon, drifting in flurries over the fields and forests, and settling in large, powdery drifts against the venerable buildings of the university. From his window, looking out over the manicured gardens of St. Stephen’s Quad, Professor Lucas Wainwright watched the flakes whirl and settle, and he smiled. This, truly, was…
There was a hesitant knock at the door. Professor Lucas Wainwright swore softly, though it sounded loud in the stillness of his office. Refusing to be hurried, he finished the sentence he was writing, capped and put down his pen, and called, “Yes?” The door opened, allowing a pair of young women to enter. Lucas…