Everyone in my story is 18 or over. ***** It started from a detention I gave yesterday. It was only at lunch time for ten minutes but I ended up chatting to the girl for about 20. We talked about ask sorts of things and ended up having a bit of a laugh. During my next lesson we were doing a bit of silent work and I had sat her right at the back in the cor...
The next day was a warm spring day and Cynthia parked herself on a park bench in the Tremont Street side of the Boston Commons across from Norman's window. She sat with her knees spread enough apart to give whoever walked by her a nice view of her sheer bikini panties, so sheer that if one looked close enough they could discern her bush. Cynthia took care in...
That bell, it's very ring signaling the end of classes, but the beginning of another type of lesson. He heard it, and the noise was not something you should hear in a school. As he tracked it back, to the girl's locker room. He quickly found the girl, who he had heard. Her back arched in such a seductive way. She was blond, not very tall, just barely breac...
Bob was a janitor, at a local high school/prep school. No one respected Bob, that was about to change though. Bob forgot to tell people that he was an FBI agent, one of America's best in covert ops. and espionage. He was installed there by the government to crack down on an organized prostitution ring. Bob's job required him to set surveillance all over th...
With my wife Christine away for a week to take care of her nieces while her sister was recovering from surgery, Charlotte and I had the house to ourselves. That was fine, as I had been able to clear my work schedule so that I could be home much more than usual, specifically in the mid- and late-afternoons to spend some quality time with my daughter, somethin...
*Based on true events* Amelia was a young 28 year old elementary teacher at a local private Christian school. Since being there, she had met many spoiled rich kids and their even more spoiled parents. The parents often looked down on Amelia since she was "just a teacher". Edward, however, was different. Edward was in his early forties, recently retired f...
(((This is a survivor story, can you survive and keep your teenage or adult minds or will you be cought and brought back to babyhood... will you survive.....)) Jill packed up her books in the library where she was finishing up some of her homework on her free period, she left the library on her way to art class, being in her last year of high school, there w...
I have to admit now that I always viewed Olivia as a sex object. Sure, it didn't hurt that she was smart and giggled at my jokes. She was class president and valedictorian in high school, and was a math major at her fancy women's college. But I wouldn't have pursued her for all those years if that's all she had. It was her head-turning beauty that propelled...
You walk through the hallway between classes, still tired from waking up early and late night cramming for a test, lost in your own thoughts until— “SNAP OUT OF IT!”. Your best friend Mary looks at you worried, “are you still thinking about the ex?”. “No”, you quickly shout, “I’m over him now and besides I’m taking your advice from now on I’m gonna be a bitc...
"Flash Fiction" is a series of first-time flashings; willing or otherwise. Each story will center around a new protagonist and will be between 750 and 800 words in keeping with the original meaning of the term. I hope you enjoy these tightly packaged steam stories! ***** Clint Miles was always the quiet kid in class, but had a deep secret. He loved women....