The bell rang signaling the end of the break. I went into the class and waited for my English teacher to get here. She is around 40 years old and has a beautiful complexion, big breasts and a nice rounded ass. I always fantasize about her naked. Anyway, when she came into the class, I had a shock. She was wearing a transparent white shirt and I could see her...
Morgan Klein stared, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, when Chris dropped his pants. To say she was impressed would be an understatement. A smile crawled slowly onto her face as she took in his limp manhood--boyhood, really--and found him larger than her husband at her husband’s proudest moment. More impressive was the fact that Chris wasn’t even hard yet, though h...
This is the story about how someone fucked up my life and I didn't even realise until it was too late and I was left with nothing but bittersweet memories and a real burning hatred for him and the worst part is I know he got away with it. To understand my story, I will go back to when I met the bastard at teacher training college in the 1980s. I am Francis...
Brenda Cooper was well liked by the students at Grandview High. She was a sweet and personable English teacher who genuinely cared about her students. While she enjoyed her profession her personal life was not what she wanted it to be. In fact, she really did not have a social life to speak of. The teacher was not sure if the reason for this was that she be...
Sarah Stevens, the high school gym teacher for Westville High school, walked down the hallway of the school toward the principal’s office. She had proposed a new after-school program to the school board several weeks ago to begin an optional class for seniors in aquatics. Today was the day she would hear from the Principal about whether or not the program wa...
"And how do we calculate the cosine, class?" Mara James' question rang out down the aisles filled with the twenty students in her calculus class at St. Bernard's Academy, ricocheted off the dusty back wall of her humid classroom, and deflected back into her own ears, unanswered and utterly ignored by her daydreaming students. The only sound she heard beside...
It was an outrageous and exuberant exclamation, all the better for the deliciously slutty sound of girlish glee that announced its delivery. Diamond Gazongas screaming in orgasm was a sound that had made the most experienced porn-shoot crew shoot a collective load in their trousers more than once. It was said that when shooting her films it actually became s...
Vickie's Cell Phone rang and she answered it as soon as she could. That was her special phone, the one she used for her customers. In the last little while, she'd built up quite the nice little clientele, not including Lucinda herself. The reason was she prided herself on discretion, plus no matter what she had to do to achieve that goal, the customer was a...
© C.B. Summers 2011 Notes--- My thanks and appreciation to Literotica author Laurie, for loaning me her character, Lindsey Foster. This story is as much inspired by Laurie, as it is by her characters. I am greatly in her debt. Lindsey's sister, husband, daughter and mother are also Laurie's creations. I conceived this story as a way for Lindsey Foster to...
Jenna was so hot. She needed to touch herself. Her tits were enourmous, like beach balls with very defined puffy areolas sitting out from her boobs like ping pong balls. But she was at Big Tit School, so she couldn't just stick her hands down her pants and fist fuck herself like she desperately wanted to. Big Tit School was not exactly school. Jenna was a...