The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This submission is Part 2 of a short series about a young art teacher coming out of her sexual comfort zone. Reading Part 1 first is highly recommended. There is a little reluctance involved but mostly deals with what I like...
Being a freshman in college was a lot harder than I was expecting. My biggest mistake was not researching the teachers before I signed up for their classes. My history teacher wasn't too bad once you got past the lame jokes he made. My psychology teacher was a sweet lady compared to my English teacher who was a bitter old woman. But the worst was my Statisti...
"Kampai!" rang out the voices in unison, accompanied by the sound of clinking glasses. Melissa smiled at the other teachers around her as she toasted the new arrivals and took a tiny sip of the beer. Since coming to Japan she had learned to drink the amber liquid, but not to like it. She set her glass down and looked around for the bottle of oolong-cha. The...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. * And suck them off the teacher did. Big cocks, small cocks, thick cocks and long cocks, she sucked them all tonight. She had long since lost count of all the cocks she had sucked. Barbara, didn't remember all of the finer points that happened after that. S...
Thanks, dear readers, for your loyalty (you read this far), your encouragement, comments and constructive criticism (which you are sending to me, right?). Thank you for reading this, and thanks to Anann for her help, support and input. Enjoy! Chapter 6 -- Paying a visit Neither Jenny nor Sarah could calm down during the afternoon. Their evening visit to...
Bill slumped over and padded at her piano. He fumbled around and listened to himself. He only looked at the room's decorations like the wide square of sun that burst through the French doors. A golden Victorian clock on the mantelpiece. The teacher's cleavage, made thick and pert by her black cotton dress. The hardwood floor. Her fair skin, each half-breast...
How To Voyeur Women Without Having Anyone Thinking You Are Perverted. Ah, the birds are singing, the weather is warmer, and women are wearing fewer clothes. Spring is in the air, skirts are shorter and blouses are lower cut. There is nothing like the sight of an upskirt of white cotton panties in the morning, well, in the afternoon, okay, and in the evening...
Lindsay woke up to the screeching of her alarm. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and glanced at the clock. Another fun-filled day shaping the minds of teenagers lay ahead of her. Everyone thought she was crazy for being a teacher. With her looks and her brains she could've done just about anything and been successful. But somewhere deep down inside she a...
How peaceful... How serene... Everything is comfortable, and I want for absolutely nothing right now. I must be dreaming again. What I believe happened to me just recently, couldn't possibly be real... especially here in my bedroom. Did Cindy and Victoria really come over to my apartment by themselves? Did my crazy big sister honestly agree, that all of the...
"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...