Lisa Kwo stood outside Miss Baker's office feeling nervous. The note passed to her in the school canteen had been short and sharp. "Come to my office immediately. This is not good enough. CB." The Japanese schoolgirl was beginning to feel that bolting her sandwich had not been a good idea. She put her school bag down on the floor, lifted up her short navy...
Catherine Baker stepped out of the warmth of the restaurant and started walking down the rain-swept streets towards her flat. She felt a pang of self-pity at the thought of the cold streets, and distinctly unhappy that her girlfriend had been called away during their meal. She tried to shrug the feeling off: vets often had to be on-call, but why did Rachel s...
Whenever a girl like Samantha set her eyes on someone, it was practically a done deal. With her fiery red hair and piercing blue eyes, she was simply irresistible. It was no wonder she was the darling of the sorority. She always raised the most money for fundraisers too. That striking beauty she had. That witty personality. That natural glow she possessed....
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a newer, re-worked version of the story originally published in 2016. The story now has roughly a page and a half of new content, and the story has been adjusted for better sentence/word flow. As always...if student/teacher dynamic and large age differences are not your thing, please skip this story. For everyone else...please enjoy th...
"Mommy?" the nervous voice of Mary Grace Costello said into her cell phone as she looked at the woman who had brought her here after school, and while she was clearly fond of her gym teacher it was clear the instructor was not in a good mood. "Yeah, of course it's me. Um - I'm going to go to Linda's house after school. Kids are getting together for a little...
This is one of a series of stories that I wrote for a friend whom I had met in the spanking chat room quite some time back. The stories utilized my own imagination and desires to bring to life, so to speak, the fantasies that my friend, Donna, shared with me. Keeping in mind that I'm in no way a master of the written word, I hope that what I lack in artistic...
Delina threw her teacher's legs over her shoulders. She had spent the last five minutes playing with her boobs, licking and sucking them until Mrs Mwera was groaning like a patient in a Flying Doctors' ambulance. Now, she stared at her language teacher's dark pussy lips shining with the juices of arousal. The sparse cunt hairs clung to the sides as if fearin...
It had been a lousy day for Dorothy Lynch, the middle aged physical education teacher at the local high school. It was the first day of summer recess, and while most teachers and students waited for that day to come all school year, for Dot Lynch it was a day without structure. The gym teacher needed the interaction with young women, and the desire to make t...
Dio sighed as she walked along the college corridor. She was wearing a black t-shirt with the Rolling Stones logo on it, and an obscenely short red and black tartan skirt with black high heeled boots. Her hair, the same shade of bright red as her skirt, hung in curls around her 32C breasts. The thick black fake eyelashes on her deep brown eyes topped off the...
Vicki was married with children. She had always been straight, but lately she found herself increasingly aroused by the lesbian romances in some of her favourite TV shows. Watching Alex and Piper in OITNB and Franky and Bridget in Wentworth had turned her very much bi curious. But she never envisaged ever being in a position to act out the fantasies she wa...