My apologies for the delay in getting this chapter out way later than expected. With Covid, stuff really got turned around. I hope you enjoy this chapter and more to come. Thanks for sticking with me, y'all make writing these more enjoyable. Chapter 5. ** "I can't believe there's only 2 weeks of school left!" "It's crazy," said James, "it's almost sca...
Author's Note: This is my entry into the 2015 Summer Lovin' contest here on Literotica. I hope you enjoy it. Special thanks to all of the members of my writing group, and in particular Blind_Justice for his edits and comments and MSTarot for a few words that motivated me to get to work and finish the story. Any errors or omissions are on me. Please vote and...
I was 21, and a senior in college. During the semester, I lived at school, but when classes weren't in session, I still lived at home with my parents and sister. It was a nice neighborhood -- your average suburban scene that you'd see in thousands of places across America. All the houses were in neat, 1/4 -to- 1/2 acre lots. The larger ones had in-ground poo...
"Crap!" Eddy said under strained breath as he ran to catch the bus. The smell of gasoline filled his nose as it pulled away from the stop. His large belly bounced up and down as he reached out and waved for the driver to stop. Sweat trickled down his neck, staining his black shirt. With the last bit of air in his lungs Eddy yelped, "Wait!" Despite his effor...
One of the best feelings is driving fast down a back road in the summer. Messy hair, adrenaline pumping through my body, heart racing, muscles tensing. It's a great way to work through stress and angers of every day life. Well, that is, until you take a sharp turn slightly too fast and move into the other lane not seeing the motorcycle coming towards you. Lu...
I was acutely aware of all the clothes I was missing. My skin crawled under the uncomfortable sheets. I felt exposed and gross. I felt unsightly in my own skin. I wouldn't even have wanted to look at me. My chest was rising and falling quick tugging the blankets up with every inhale. I felt noisier than I probably was since I could only hear my breath in t...
I'm one of the few male teachers at St. Matilda's Academy for Young Ladies, an expensive English private school. I'm early thirties and still single, and for me it's a voyeur's paradise. I teach a final year class of about twenty girls aged eighteen to nearly nineteen and all very much aware of their ripening sexuality. They all seem to be trying to outdo ea...
This is the true story of a holiday camping trip in the summer of 1997 with my best friend Anna. I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday and it was a time when I was unsure of my sexuality and searching for answers. The events described mark a significant turning point in my life and helped me to begin to understand my sexuality and in particular prev...
My name is Jeff. I am a high school senior. I am in love. Let me tell you about one amazing girl that I have had the pleasure of knowing intimately. Her name is Jenny. She is a petite brunette with an absolutely gorgeous body. Her preppy outfits and white hair ribbons make her look like an innocent schoolgirl, but she has a body that just can't help but tu...
My eleventh grade English teacher was a short, full figured woman of 23 in her first year as a full fledged teacher. She had a classic hour glass figure, huge tits and a very full butt with wider than average hips. She was not the type that I was attracted to. I liked 'em tall, lean and hard. Interestingly, her waist was tiny. Martha was not beautiful, but...