The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This submission is the Part 4 finale of a short series about a young art teacher coming out of her sexual comfort zone. Reading Parts 1, 2, and 3 first is highly recommended. There is a little reluctance involved but mostly d...
I: Art Art was late. The tattered hem of his jeans scuffed lightly over the worn-down carpet of the college library giving his hurried walk a rhythmic shuffle, releasing any pretense of respectful silence. Art didn't really care but he was glad anyone bothered by his noisy passing seemed content to simply shoot him a nasty look. He just didn't have time for...
Hello again x Now last time I was a bit of a tease to you, my readers. I mentioned Saskia, the Goth painter who I met at the art class. I know from my e-mails, some of you what to know what happened between us. Well in my next two submissions I'll tell you. In case you've forgotten, at the art class I posed nude and one of the painters was a pretty woman w...
This is a true story which happened a few years ago. Another one of my adventures where a small impulsive choice leads to more than expected. My stories are detailed and slow to buildup, not for the impatient reader. * My company develops technology used all over the world. I am fortunate to have always been good at math and science and to have pursued en...
Note: Thanks to all my readers and your feedback on Carol: Chapter 1. I had no idea I would get as many responses as I did. I read every word you had to say and tried to incorporate some of your suggestions into Chapter 2. Happy Reading! * He tossed and turned on the couch, but despite closing his eyes, all he could see was her. He pictured Carol, the fir...
After losing my job, I had enough saved up to not panic immediately. Instead I took a little time to have some fun and started taking odd jobs to help pay for extras. I was able to get one at the local junior college art department: good pay and work in only one class for just a couple hours of time. I couldn't believe no one else wanted such a position; who...
Die Sonne brannte ziemlich, als ich den Berg zum Wohnheim hochlief. Klar hätte ich mir ein Taxi nehmen können, aber dazu war ich zu geizig.Nur dass mir mein Vater viel Geld zur Verfügung stellte hieß ja noch lange nicht, dass ich es mit vollen Händen zum Fenster rauswerfen musste. Ich gebe zu, ich hatte den Berg unterschätzt. von unten sah der Weg gar nicht...
Chapter 3 -- 5113 WORDS Two weeks later and I had seen Emily naked 3 more times. Good average. We had sketch sessions both Saturdays where Emily and Zoe and I posed. And we had naked Emily hangout sessions one Sunday, where we just hung out and talked about anything we could. I had made no progress getting her to open up more about the exhibitionism. She ha...
Yumi returns to Art Class, this time for a fully nude life drawing lesson. Ms. Pennyworth also has some more creative ways to use props in this class. Please tell me your thoughts in the comments section, always looking to improve my writing. Thanks! ********************* More Art Class Given Yumi's level of exhaustion from the Anatomy Class, she was allo...
(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.) ***** Down in the cafeteria, Frederick had finally made his nervous trek over to Sophie. "Ehm, hi." Frederick looked down at the British girl who just took a bite of pasta. "Oh." Sophie chewed and swallowed her food as she looked up at the blond haired guy stand...