This is part 3 of the story, I encourage you to read parts 1 and 2 before you read this one. They're short, so don't worry! Again, with your comments I'm trying to improve with each installment I write so don't hesitate, I accept all kinds of criticism! Thank you so much for reading! And always, please do not use any of the material without my consent. -H...
Warning: I write love stories with graphic sex. Sometimes the lovers are of the same gender. So if love offends you, you'd best move on. MJL I can't say that I hadn't thought about it before (like all the time since I was about thirteen), but my actual first exposure to lesbian sex was straight out of a porn story. At 18 I was one of those annoying kids in...
As Wanda Catron drove home that Sunday morning, she was a very confused woman. Her emotions were pulling at her, her mind was in turmoil as it thought about the events of the day, and she really needed someone to talk to. The problem was, the one who threw her mind into turmoil was her best friend and lover. Wanda had been seeing her former high school Engl...
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...
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...
"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...
"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...
Two things were true about Cassandra Smith. She was undoubtedly one of the most dedicated professors on campus. And she had a tendency to fantasize about female students, much to her own dismay. She'd proudly admit to the first. The second? She'd never tell another soul. Ever. Her life took a striking turn mid-semester after a European History 205 class. 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 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...