If you like this story, check my profile on Literotica for more stories! *** I always struggled with mathematics at school and it was no different at University, even at my ripe old age of 19. In particular, I had to take a course in statistics for my degree that I found particularly difficult to deal with. The course I was attending was tutored by an Ital...
Having recounted my first lesbian experience in 'Moving Finger,' 'More Fingers' and 'Fingers and Tongues,' I am remembering later encounters. For, after some interludes, with men and women, in the 1980s, I became in the 1990s, a lesbianyphomaniac, dedicated to woman-sex. And I discovered the ideal cunting-grounds: package holiday hotels in Spain and the Cana...
Hi guys this is boyrocker666, this story contains materials related to School Uniform fascination and the erotic desires to wear a School Uniform. There are Lesbian sex scenes in this story, if you are uncomfortable to read such materials then leave, otherwise let the story begins. Note: All the characters that are characterized are over 18 years old. ****...
Continuation of A Snowball Running. Includes graphic lesbian sex and some sports references. Alicia watched Miss Kitty-Fantastico run into the sliding glass door in an attempt to chase a bird. The cat stalked back and forth in frustrated confusion. Her mind flashed back involuntarily to Rian trying to get under her shirt directly after their first kiss t...
EMILY'S STORY My name is Emily Sterling. I'm a college student, attending USC, my parents, and sister are all apparently wonderful and happy. We live in a beautifully appointed house in Los Angeles - what could be better? The problem is, I'm miserable. Maybe I should start at the beginning. My sister Kira and I have always been very close, which is unders...
This story is protected by copyright and may not be reprinted in any form without the permission of the author. * * * * * She looked safe, the pretty young thing standing along side the highway. And God knows I sure could use the company. "How far are you going?" I yelled out as I stopped the car along side her. "Phoenix," she yelled back. "Get in,...
5/15/03—Graduation Day Dear Diary: This is it! 4 years or of work (OK, fine, 3 years of work, about one solid year of coasting, but that's between us, to be sure, yeah?). I promised myself I'd be a bit more honest with this diary, and I think I've kind of failed. Somehow, despite being hundreds of miles from my parents, and in complete disagreement with t...
Two weeks have gone by since Brittany had her first sexual encounter with Coach Phillip and then her first 3 some with Mr. Moore and Mrs. Keibler. She was feeling kind of ill today, but she still wanted to go to school n e ways to practice for her first Volleyball game. Of course her parents won’t home, so her Uncle Keith took her temperature. Brittany was...
Kristi bounded up the stairs after Lacey left, peeling off her sweaty t-shirt, shorts, socks, bra and finally her panties while she waited for the shower to heat up. For the third time in four sessions, she found herself to be unusually aroused, and she knew that once again the shower would be used for much more than just getting clean. She stepped in and le...
We were both nineteen, fresh and innocent, and away from home or any supervision by our parents or the strictures of boarding school for the first time in our lives. Rachel had been my best friend at home, but we'd gone to different boarding schools and only gotten to see each other at holidays and in the summertime. During those times we were as close as if...