If you looked up the word gifted in the dictionary, there is a half-chance you would find his picture there, young Aditya. Such a smart little boy. Such a good little boy -- one who learned to walk at five months, speak at eight, and to earn a mastery of the alphabet before the dawn of his second birthday. In fact, since the day of his birth onward, he had b...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place sometime in the past. As the reader, I leave it up to you to decide the year or decade. For starters, you might enjoy reading Shari Holds a Torch--also please check out Shari Takes a Wife. This story features large age differences and student-teacher dynamic. If this sort of story is not your thing, skip this. For everyo...
This story is copyright 2003 of destinie21 Please don't view this story if you are under the age of 18 or if otherwise prohibited by local law. Enjoy... * * * * * Damn.... I looked at the clock seven forty. School started in five minutes and I was going to be late, And my goddamned first period English teacher Ms. Santos had told me if I was late one m...
"Oh no, oh no..." Aya adjusted herself as she hurried down the hall, her eyes scanning for somewhere empty while her brown hair sashayed back and forth from turning her head. She put her hands on the front of her blue skirt and stopped in the middle of the hallway, desperate to find somewhere private. Bathroom? No, gangs of other girls were probably in there...
"Julie Marsh, I asked you a question young lady," Miss Bannister yelled at me from the front of the classroom. "Since you can't seem to keep up with the rest of the class, I will see you after class dismissal!" I looked back at the middle-aged woman with the stern voice and blushed. I had enrolled in this all girls' college after I had failed miserably at my...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Notice to readers: This is a continuing chapter in the series "Miss Clemar's Dilema". I encourage you to read the previous chapters if you have not already done so, before reading this one as it begins where the last chapter left off... *** In that moment, standing between...
**Author's note thingy: This is a continuation from 'College-Day one'. It's highly recommended you read that before reading this. Characters are real, but actions are not. Names and ages have been altered. Enjoy.** The ride to school with Violet was a silent one, and an embarrassing one on my part. I can't believe I'd cried in front of her. I sat faci...
Mendelson Hall has only one classroom, but occasionally the 12x20 library room downstairs is utilized for smaller classes. The actual classroom has become known as the Mendelson Machine for a few reasons that non-Philosophy students rarely take the time to wonder about. 1) It's ALWAYS too hot, and 2) Some of the greatest moments of genius on the whole campus...
Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mrs. Kristi Rider. Now there's something that my friends from high school never thought I would be; a wife. You see, I've always had a preference for women. Even back then, the other girls would be looking at the quarterback and I couldn't get my eyes off of the cheerleaders. I'm really not even sure how this whole m...
"Hot day today, isn't it Mrs. C," Josh asked through the window. "Sure is Josh," I replied staring blatantly at his well-defined chest and six pack abs. Josh was a former student of mine, I taught him six years ago when he was a senior. I think that was about the time my husband said I didn't do anything for him and we quit having sex all together. I was c...