Author's Note: This is the follow-up encounter between Kavitha and Jamal promised at the end of "Shy Indian Wife's Humiliating Exam" and "My Humiliating Immigration Exam." While this story can be read on its own, it references characters from these stories as well as from "Mom, Medical School, and Dr. Jamal." All the kids had left for the day, and I was in...
For my darling across the waters. Your passions are endlessly inspiring. To my readers, please leave feedback and vote if you fancy this story... Or any others as you see fit. Thanks and enjoy. Kisses, YLA. * I tried to make the class environment a bit easier for Winter. She was just one of those girls. I gave her more leeway about not answering questions...
The sun was high in the sky, yet a cool breeze blew over the busy metropolitan city of Kingston, California. The students at the local high school, Kingston High, were outside enjoying their half hour of lunch under the warmth of the sun high overhead. Jason Lane darted nervously between the buildings on his way to his next class. Most of the other student...
I have a buddy, Chris, who's been my best bud since we were kids. We grew up on farms, one canyon apart. Walking over the ridge between us to play famous explorer or some other kid's game was pretty common when we were ten and nine and older. There was a big rock formation on my dad's farm that likely had been put there by someone in the long past as a rock...
Copyright 2004 hammingbyrd7 Chapter 1. Stacey awoke about two hours before dawn. All the frustration of the earlier night had disappeared and she found she could finally think clearly. She turned over and gazed at the young man sleeping by her side. "Oh, Stacey," she thought, "What were you thinking of? He was so embarrassed already, why did you have to st...
Alicia Moore was the devil in disguise – at least that's what the consensus of my High School buddies was. We weren't in the "in crowd," although we were among the smartest kids in the class and good athletes in "minor" sports (not football or basketball where the prestige was) but we all considered ourselves "late bloomers." To every heterosexual guy that I...
Chap. 2: Academic Probation Story code: F/m, older woman/younger man, masturbation, maternal domination, authoritative/reluctance, mild humiliation/teasing, big natural breasts, nursing fetish, mild femdom, nurturing. All characters depicted in this story are 18 years or older. Synopsis: An 18 year-old high school student is sent to his academic advisor...
I've had a rough life in high school. Well, rough isn't exactly the word, uneventful seems more fitting. No one actively disliked me, nor did anyone actively had any interest in me, apart from a handful just as uneventful and awkward friends. I graduated as a kissless virgin, even though the female sex had more than piqued my interested, although this intere...
The year is 2078. In 2010, there was a terrible war. World War Three occurred. The powers of the Middle East, allied with Japan and China unleashed hell upon the United States of America, which had grown increasingly tyrannical over the ages. The Middle-Eastern Brotherhood, along with the Asian Coalition defeated the power of American soldiers. The U.S. wa...
They say High School friendships can mean so much later in life. I was about to have a friendship with my Chemistry Teacher that would introduce me to a swinger's paradise and I owed it all to my mother! Mr. Alan, my mother and I were all heading toward a series of sexual interludes that would turn our little quiet community into a rollercoaster of lust and...