You walk through the halls towards Room 312. You’re dressed professionally, in a smart, charcoal colored business suit with a fitted skirt that falls just above your knee. Your red heels clack loudly as your hurry through the school; heels high enough to accentuate your shapely calves, but still low enough to be sensible. A red silk blouse shows at the cu...
One of the major events of the school year—at least to the people involved—in the New Jersey town where I worked as an English teacher was the annual cheerleader competition, which was held at the Civic Center in the state capital of Trenton. It was a two-day event, over a weekend, so the students and their parents and chaperons would have to stay overnight....
Summary: Teacher's Literotica past is uncovered out by shy, cute nerd. Note 1: This is a 2016 Christmas Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave, and Wayne for editing this story. I love Christmas... I always have. I love the decorations and lights. I love Christmas songs (my iPod has over 400 Christmas songs that pl...
Stan turned 18 the day after Memorial Day at the end of his junior year of high school. That meant that he could get a full time summer job and use the money to buy a car, because, as everyone knows, seniors who can drive their cars to school are much cooler than those who have to ride the big yellow bus. So when school started, Stan drove, and his two best...
Kimmie Church Mrs. Kimmie Church Mrs. Jeremy Church I was gazing down at my paper, every single line of the page filled with my romantic doodles. I looked up occasionally during class, either so that Mr. Church would think I was listening to his lecture, or just to watch him as he moved. Whenever he made eye contact, I blushed, embarrassed at the inapprop...
Note: all characters engaging in sexual activities are over the age of 18. ***** Linda Farrell ran her palm across the poster, smoothing it out before she pushed the final two pins into the bottom corners. It was a rather detailed rendering of a spaceship traveling through a field of stars, surrounded by a cluster of math-related symbols that hung suspende...
Sex is a powerful force, folks. Never underestimate what it can make you do. My name is Martine Saint-Pierre. A big and tall Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I have a secret to confess, folks. I am that not so rare mature Black woman who has a perpetual craving for White cocks. Make that young White men's cock...
The Halfway House is an interested movie combining elements of horror, humor, and soft porn. I have a review of the movie here. One of the film's odd characters, Father Fogerty, is likely to raise thoughts of the recent sex scandals involving Roman Catholic priests, as Fr. Fogerty is a cleric who loves paddling the bottoms of naughty young ladies. I intervie...
The Betrayal We were due to arrive on his world in two days, and because of this Oliver and I have seen very little of each other. We hadn't made love since then night I got my filters off because he rarely returned to our quarters and if he did, he came just to sleep, and hold me. However, the nights he was not with me seemed to trigger the nightmares agai...
"Do you enjoy my breasts?" My head snapped up from staring at the near fully exposed breast with the, 'Oh shit I'm caught' but managed a very articulate, "Huh?" "Enjoy my breasts? Do you enjoy seeing them?" This time I heard the French is my first language accent while looking into her eyes but glancing down as she brought her hands up her sides to lift t...