I am a teacher at a local school that is very open. They offer a lot of different classes that other schools don't offer. I was one of the lucky ones that got assigned some of the more risqué type of classes but had to follow the school rules for these classes. One of the classes that I was able to teach this semester was the human sexuality class which is u...
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't! * * * * * * *...
Chapter 2 Introduction to the real Jill's world * I did as Kelly had suggested. Not a bad idea at all. A smile and a 'hi Dad' and up the stairs to a nice hot bath in my very own jacuzzi tub. She was right, it felt awesome. It was nice to relax. It was still early really. It was only around 10:00. A nice hour here and a quick check of my phone and I could...
I never would have taken the art appreciation class if my friends hadn't convinced me that it was a snap. "Hey, it's Art in the Dark, man. All you do is watch a bunch of dumbass slides in a dark lecture hall." Cool, I thought. I picked a seat in the last row. It was dark, farthest from the prof and closest to the door. The prof, an older woman in her late 4...
"Leslie Wook?" "The fetus." "Correct." James Brand said, smiling at her. Brand was a health professor at Linnen University. Normally he had a small class but today his class was practically full. Looks like people decided to show up today. he thought happily. Leslie Wook was one of the few students who actually came regularly and he was glad. He wouldn'...
"Ich komme! Oaaaah haaah ?" Ihre schönen grünen Augen drehen sich verzückt nach oben, ihr Mund weit aufgerissen, das rotbraune Haar wallt über das Kissen, die Hand krallt sich an die Schlafwagenabteilwand. Ihre feuchte Möse schmiegt sich warm um meinen stoßenden, reibenden Schwanz, erzittert vor Lust - oder ist es das Rattern des Zugs auf den Gleis...
"Stupid rat's nest." You mutter staring into your bathroom mirror as you wrestle with your dirty blonde hair that has always been too thick to primp easily. Your blind date will be over within the hour and though you have some trepidation, there is also excitement, but at the very least you will look your best. Being in your mid thirties and recent...
In a not so distant future, race relations in the United States have taken a drastic turn for the worse. Repeated, unceasing race riots plagued all the major cities. Looters roamed the streets for years straight. Government employees were continually assaulted or even killed, businesses ceased to function, the complete collapse of society was imminent. In de...
It was a canoe trip down the Vermillion River in beautiful northern Minnesota that unfairly ruined my reputation as a skilled outdoorsman. A buddy and I had paddled north from Vermillion Lake to Crane Lake on the Minnesota-Canadian border. Four days of awesome scenery, wildlife and some great fishing had combined to make for a great late summer outing. Dur...
Hi there, my name is Damien and I want to tell you a story. It’s a pretty shitty story at that so bear with me. I am in a unique situation, but I’ll let the story fill you in the details. Here we go…….. Prelude Spending 60 days in country on my first time with Zero Section of the CIA’s SOG section and surprisingly it was boring. Composed mostly of watching,...