My name is Sheldon and this is the day that I first had a sexual encounter with the man that I now call my husband. I was seventeen at the time and he was thirty eight. He was my teacher at a boarding school that my parents had sent me too. They were obsessed with…
And…if you can believe this as well Max agreed to tell her exactly how he felt about her. Cynthia was a bit surprised but happy, and I was too, seeing as he was only 18 and Grace Templeton was 25. You think to yourself what 25 year old wants to be seen with an 18…
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The quarter ended to the school year, that meant I was no longer in gym class. The last day of gym I made sure I fucked my gym teacher very well because I knew I wouldn’t be able to see him much more. But that was okay because without him knowing I was admiring my…
I recommend reading my first story “My Teacher” for a little more background on how my band director and I began our relationship with each other. This is a story taking place the day after my first encounter with her. This is a true story and one of my absolute favorite weekends of all time….
This story is completely true. I am not going to use any names in order to protect the reputation of the people involved. I was 17 years old at the time, and I was the principal tuba player in our high school marching band. It was a bit of a change for me seeing that…
Hi all, my name is Katherine Jenkins and I’ve just recently turned sixteen. Until I turned sixteen my life had been pretty boring, unexciting. Each day rolled on slowly passing through to the next day which was just as boring as the day before. But when I reached sixteen my life began to change for…
It was the first Sunday in Belize, and the other guys had decided to go over to the mainland for the day, to go explore some Mayan ruins. I was not so interested, and decided to spend my day in the village, going through shops and generally walking around. Anna bid us farewell, closing and…
Becci had always struggled with Maths but had chosen to continue her studies due to one teacher in particular. He had helped her through her GCSE’s within his first year of teaching and was now helping her to achieve the grades she needed to head off to university. The quality of teaching had nothing to…
When I was a senior in highschool I was the smart kid. The one with the best grades, proudest parents, and the most likely to succeed. The only thing I didn’t succeed in was girls. I tried my best but I was always a little awkward around girls, especially attractive girls. When I was little my…
Mr. Harrington was my favorite teacher in high school. He was twenty-three and in just his second year of teaching. He was only six years older than me when I was in his English class. He was the most handsome man, with the most incredible sparkling blue eyes, I had ever seen. I still clearly…
The first day of college I saw him from behind; 5’9″ with short black brown hair and a sky blue collared shirt. He was a little deaf in his left ear and thought my name was Jenny instead of Jamie. I didn’t care, I liked the pet name, people always give me one. Most of the…
It was the beginning of junior year and I went through my whole day of school up till 7th period. I had gym which I didn’t have since freshman year. We got two new gym teachers. The class was split into two classes. I was in Mr. Healy’s class. I thought he was really cute…
Jake briefly allowed his eyes to wander away from the front of the classroom to the clock mounted on the wall above the door, in order to check the time before bringing them back to rest upon the teacher for his twelfth grade English course. Ms. McPhillips, who at the time was involved in an…
Senior year so far has proven to be everything I thought it would be and then some. My classes were easy and fun, and I was getting very good grades. The girls’ volleyball team was undefeated all four years! My Gym teacher, Mr. Adams, helped coach me on the side and was a great help,…
Hello everyone, my name is Brian. I’m a senior who lives in Holyoke, Colorado. I live in a decent apartment complex near the edge of town. My dad divorced my mom after she went through some destructive habits when I was just 3 years old. I’ve lived with him and my 2 younger sister in…