Part 3 — The French Club Before beginning, please read Part 1: Mother's Helper, The Black Diary and Part 2: Service Provider. In Part 1, Janice, a hot and sexually frustrated single MILF, is riddled with guilt over her poor parenting of her hot son Matthew, a high school senior. Matt discovers his voluptuous mother's unquenchable penchant for sex and punish...
A few days later, Jeannie and I are kicking back after an afternoon of fucking good fun when the doorbell rings. Jeannie ran into the bedroom and I pulled on some cotton pajama bottoms. It's my house and I was feeling pretty good about nudity at the moment so I didn't bother with a shirt. I opened the door and it was Freddie. Freddie was Jeannie's friend tha...
Wendy felt so embarrassed as she stood waiting for the school bus, with her fellow school students at the bus stop. Her hair was tied in plaits, her skirt came to just below her knees, a blazer and blouse covered her from the pit of her throat to her waist, and long white socks from her ankles to her knees. And worse, if that wasn't bad enough, beneath these...
PROLOGUE The Geneva School for Girls is a two-year finishing school for 18- and 19-year-old ladies just graduated from high school. These are girls who are mostly from wealthy families, who don't blink at the six-figure-a-year tuition and room and board (with a smattering of scholarship girls thrown into the mix). The school was founded by Headmaster Jake...
It's the end of my senior year, just weeks until graduation, and seeing that most of my work is finished, I've been finding it hard to care. I turned 18 a couple of months ago and despite my efforts, I haven't been able to convince my mom to let me take the GED. I don't want to be here and why should I hide it? I've been rolling into class late a lot, somet...
A daughter takes over Ayesha was shopping locally with her mother, getting to know the new area. She hoped not to run into anyone from the new school while wearing traditional Pakistani clothes. Although, while wearing an abbaya and head scarf, there wasn't much chance she would be recognised. The clothing completely covered her, leaving just her face parti...
Reality Stings ------------------ Wednesday, 9 April ------------------ It was the kind of bright, airy spring day that felt warm when you were in the sunshine, but made you shiver if you were caught in the shadows, the cold, northerly breeze nipping at your ears and nose. Along the path that led down to the river the cherry trees were in full blossom lo...
Cat squirmed on the hard wooden chair and watched the seconds tick by on the clock. 4:55 on Friday afternoon. Five minutes until doomsday. She worried at an almost non-existent hangnail, nibbling it smooth. Was she a glutton for punishment? Had a death wish, perhaps? She smiled ruefully to herself. Why, oh why, was it so hard to get kicked out of school? T...
Discipline and Dilemmas (2) -------------------- Wednesday, 9 October -------------------- The headmaster couldn't sleep. He rolled over in bed and looked at the clock again. Still only ten past five in the morning. He'd been away from the school for way too long for his liking. He'd originally planned to be back on Monday but his mother had been taken i...
It took two weeks for the cane marks on Sue's behind to fade. This was not surprising after what had taken place in the headmasters study at the school reunion. Not only had Sue been soundly thrashed, she had also been thoroughly fucked by her old headmaster. All of which had happened while John, her husband had looked on, and at some stages taken part. Ther...