It was the last day of Student Activities Week at Albert-Preston University and I was stationed at our Cheer Squad table at the less-than-prime hour of 3 PM on a Friday afternoon. The main hall of the Student Center building was practically empty as most students were either heading home for the weekend or already out on campus or resting up before a big Fri...
The name is Ashley Michelle Blackstone. I'm a young black woman living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend Commonwealth Tech, a private school located in Bean Town and currently major in Business Administration. Someday, I'm going to be a big-shot businessman. Yeah, that's my dream. Until then, I'm earning a living in the world's oldest profession. Yes, I a...
As Lydia prepared to go to the first day of college, she had a sparkle in her eyes as she was thinking of the final year girls whom she planned to lure to warm her bed. The 40-year-old literature professor, who hit a lucky streak and rediscovered her latent libido with the help of two students and an online male friend, was bent upon prolonging it for a long...
My Tuesday morning programming class filed in, like soldiers, or maybe army ants. No, that wasn't fair! They were a good group of people, most of them kids, with a sprinkling of adults to make things interesting, but they were a pretty lackluster group. Usually in each class there is someone acting like a class clown to break things up, or a brilliant studen...
Dr. S I go to school at a catholic university so as curriculum requires I had to take religion classes to get my degree. I had taken a break from college for a couple of years, but previously all the professors who taught the religion classes were old men and nuns. So I was not very excited to take my class, I walked into the class room the first day and th...
My name is Karen and I wanted to share my first lesbian experience with you. I'm 69 years old, a retired financial aid expert for the local university. Unfortunately my husband died four years ago in a car accident. He left me with a great retirement package, plus my own retirement package was very good as well. But, living in the old house where we had rai...
Chapter Four: Complications Over the next few weeks; Casandra, Rachel and Madison were all very happy and content. At home, Casandra was Mistress while Rachel and Madison were her Slaves. Each night the two Slaves serviced their Mistress and each Slave was allowed to cum. Sometimes Casandra would fuck her Slaves with a strap-on. At times her Slaves would us...
I'm always happy to receive CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Be kind, this is my first story. ****** Lights flashing, the smell of cigarette smoke, perfume and alcohol permeate the dance floor. The music is loud and the crowd is lively. Holly doesn't go out to night clubs very often, especially considering that she wasn't 21 yet, but when she does the 20 year old l...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place many years ago in the past. It is rather long, but it features many characters who appear in several of my other stories. The FTA, as mentioned in the beginning of the story, stands for Future Teachers of America. As always, if large age differences and butch/femme dynamic is not your thing, please skip this story. For e...
"Over the desk, you naughty little girl!" Cheryl smiled and leaned over at the waist placing her hands on the cold desk in front of her, her firm rounded bum stuck out under the little schoolgirl skirt she was wearing, the thin grey material dropping just below her bum on the top of the backs of her thighs. "I'm sorry Miss" she said with a grin as she felt...