She felt his arms around her as they kissed. She’d started to scream inside of herself for him to take off her lace dress. She had to have it off. She burned so heavily inside that Janelle was screaming it out madly already. Nothing feels better when you’re kissing a man, that you’re crazy about,…
****Note: This story is entirely fictional, as well as my first story for the site.**** Bryce and Kyle had been best friends for as long as either could remember. Since the age of 6, the duo had been in and out of trouble together for various stunts. Both were sophomores in high school now, Bryce…
Both of them had left the school system. Both of them, at one time, were teachers who taught kids who were seniors, and both of them got to “know” one another on quite the personal level too. However, one thing or another led both of them to leave the school, and for that matter teaching…
Emily was jolted awake by the sound of her alarm clock ringing. It was 7:48 – almost time for school. She tried to fall asleep again, desperate to go back to her dream. It was the same dream she’d been having every day for three weeks now. It involved her having hot, passionate sex with…
Melissa stood in front of her class, lecturing on the second act of Macbeth. Just as she was reaching the climax of her explanation, her cell phone signaled a text from her desk. Without missing a beat, she glanced at the clock and noted that Shawn would just be waking up; he was working swing…
For the prequel to this story go to: You can do this… You can do this…You can do this… Teacher, Antony Collins had been thinking this all day, over and over again as he prepared for his English class later that afternoon with the sixth formers. With Alex. Unbidden, the memories of what they’d done…
That night I didn’t sleep, I couldn’t bring myself to fall into a stupur and forget the drive with Carmen. Maybe it was my mind, and it was rethinking things that happened, how I wanted them to happen but they didn’t. Either way but, I was happy with how the drive went. There was something…
Samantha Bigby was arguably the most popular teacher in the high school. She was cute, young, full-breasted, and funny; but what made her especially attractive was her accent. She was a Brit. Originally, anyway, and very recently landed from the UK. She had just married an American serviceman who had brought her back to what…
None of the following are true events! Pure fantasy! 🙂 It was a typical autumn day. The temperature was still warm but the smell of leaves wafted through the air. It was my favorite smell. I was 17, a senior in high school. I walked into my choir room, yes I considered it mine, as…
THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. Mr Collins hated Mondays. It’s well known that most people hate Mondays but Antony Collins loathed them; it meant the start of another week teaching rebellious, ignorant, hormonal teenage girls. Everyone had told him that teaching at a Catholic school would be a dream, but clearly they’d never taught…
It has been apparent through all my schooling life that English was not my strongest subject. Growing up, teachers were very hesitant to give me high marks and I always tried my best without getting high results. I sought help from friends which was useless. I went to the teacher like a teacher’s pet to…
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Blane closed his eyes, letting the warm sun bathe his face. He kept his eyes closed for a moment, a bit longer than a standard blink. Sighing, he opened his eyes and made his way back to the classroom. It was five minutes to 8 and the students had yet to arrive. He sat down…
Getting back home to Jersey was nearly unbearable. They had kept us out all damn day doing the most pointless activities. Damien and I just hung out at each location, trying to make out without being caught. When time came to leave and head home for real, we were allowed to switch buses, and nearly…
You cannot help who you fall for, whatever their skin color may be. As long as you love them, and they love you. That’s what life is, or should be about… University of Chicago, 4:03PM, Modern History Class “Shit, shit, shit!” I exclaimed, running through the corridors of the University’s History and Social Studies floor…
You’re the first woman I’ve ever..It had been raining all morning and Karen hadn’t been feeling well. She had stayed home from work for the fourth time this month. As she lay in bed she tried to convince herself she was unwell with a cold or something due to winter setting in, but deep down…