There is always one in every class. Sometimes more but at least, always one. I was being as still as I could, sweating a little under the bright lights of the classroom. My naked body was on full display as I stood there, hands on my hips, left legs bent at the knee. The students were all around me, walking, studying, sketching or painting my picture on thei...
Several months had passed since Katie and Sarah were Pony properties of Jackie and Tina, their sorority sisters who sold them to Katie's former high school principal and her lover. Joan, the school's award winning principal, was keeping Katie and Sarah hidden away in her mansion, only bringing them out to savagely rape them at her whim. It got to the point...
(Thanks for all the feedback on my first story. Some of them were nice, some were mean but all were constructive. Thank you for that. I am always looking for suggestions so feel free to send them to me. Enjoy this chapter.) (I am looking for an editor for the next chapter, so if you're interested please contact me.) * The sound of alarm woke me. It's fiv...
A breast cast is made when a woman allows fresh plaster to be spread across her chest, and when it hardens over a period of time, it creates a perfect mold of her feminine features. It's pure art where mother nature is the true star. This process has been used by women with breast cancer for either their personal memories or public displays. The end resul...
It was last period of history class at Franklin High School. Jennifer Robbins was the history teacher giving a lecture as she walked around the classroom. At 26 she was relatively new to the school having only been there for a year. She had long golden blond hair and beautiful green eyes. She wore a red blouse showing her C cup breasts and a black skirt goin...
(This Is my first story writing can you guys give me any tips or pointers all the people are 18 and over and the story isn't real just what I had fantasized about during high school) I'm 18 and a senior at Whetstone High School. As I walk into my first period class I stopped in amazement as I seen my new math teacher standing in front with her hair in a...
It was a hot summers day and I was sitting in a classroom with 50 other people, watching a lecture on the anatomy of a fish. I looked out the window and just saw the heat radiating off of the blacktop. I was dressed for class today in a short black cotton skirt that hugged my hips and upper thighs with a pink low cut blouse, a black lacey bra and no panties...
Please note that all characters in this story are over the age of 18. ***** Lisa was in her 3rd year at St. Angela's School for girls. The boarding house was always full of attractive girls in and out of the conservative, private school uniform. Lisa always had a curiosity for girls and often noticed her class mates getting undressed and taking showers, al...
Walking into the classroom I immediately shut the door and walked over to Ms. Santos desk. She was sitting there going over the next day’s lesson plan pretending not to notice me as usual. I stood behind her chair and ran my fingers through her hair. Lightly grazing my nails over her scalp. She gasped as I tightened my grip on her hair and forcibly pulled h...
Hello! This is the third installment, and if you're just seeing this I recommend reading the two parts before this, for a context that makes sense. I loved hearing everyone's feedback and comments, and can't wait to read the future ones. Thank you a thousand times over for my editors Alicia and Azure_skies for toning this up. Enjoy! ***** Everyone trailed...