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. This story features large age differences and student-teacher dynamic. If this sort of story is not your thing, skip this. For everyone else...please enjoy! ***** Velma Blou...
Mackenzie 'Mack' Jordan looked upon the massive college she would be attending for the next two years and felt a thrill of nerves flow through her body. She adjusted the collar of her polo shirt and shoved her hands into her jeans pockets, attempting a nonchalant walk as she entered the establishment. She knew why she felt nervous about the place, and it w...
This is the final chapter from my series After School Detention. This chapter could be a stand alone, but it is a continuation from part 2. For a better understanding, please feel free to read the two chapters of After School Detention on my page. This chapter will be told from a third person narrative where I hope to incorporate more information about the c...
Due to a lucky accident, we were lying on the floor. I was three inches from her gace. I glanced down at her full, pink lips. But let's rewind. As I said, this was an accident. I had no business being this close to my English teacher. My married English teacher. She's a brunette, and when she lets her hair down it always falls into the most perfect waves....
Chapter 7 -- Opportunities to cum Jenny and Sarah visited Ms Lacey, their English teacher, on the afternoon of the first day of the school term. They visited because they were to receive punishment... which consisted of them being tied up and teased and denied mercilessly while watching said teacher "reward" another student. When the visit was over, Ms Lac...
Author's Note: This story has a slow build-up, with the initial focus more on character development than kinkiness. However, there will eventually be scenes that should hopefully reward your patience. ***** Prologue As I sit at the desk in my bedroom on the eve of my eighth year as a teacher, I can't help but chuckle while recalling the events which led m...
This story is entirely a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. If Lesbianism or teacher-pupil relationships upset you then please move on without reading. Top of the class. No matter how hard I tried to stop them, my eyes kept drifting toward the back of the classroom, where Carolyn Shaw sat. I also couldn't...
I think it must have been some kind of temporary insanity. What other way is there to explain where I found myself that day? Driving in my car, naked from the waist down, not knowing exactly what was going to happen when I reached the address that was written on the paper lying on the seat between my bare legs. One thing I was sure about—the arousal was jus...
Outside the car window Sarah watched as society continued functioning normally, society functioning like a well oiled machine as it went about on its daily business, normality, routine, fitting in. Sarah sighed inwardly to herself as she turned away from the car window, the site of it depressing her deeply. But I guess it would be normal to feel like this in...
She slipped into her robe and began to draw a bath. The tub was rather old and took a while to fill so she puttered around sorting and packing some last minute items. Second term had ended right after classes the day before and the last of the students had finally left. Most of the teachers had already gone home too, but she, and a handful of other staff, ha...