Jenna gazed at the clock on the wall and sighed heavily. After what seemed like hours, in actuality only 5 more minutes had passed since she last checked. 'At least I only have to wait another 15 minutes before this torture ends,' Jenna thought to herself, laying her head down upon her desk. Her English teacher, Mrs. Bendis, was pretty cool, but when you had...
In order to profit from this note, you must be able to read and use simple algebraic formulae. You might want to have your calculator handy to follow the examples as you read. ************************* It might seem that your Literotica scores don't tell you very much, but there's more in them than meets the eye. You can extract more information from them...
All characters are over 18. * Kat got to work only to find the principle waiting for her. "Ah, Kat! Your gym uniform is in!" he said as he pulled it out of his bag. It was completely ridiculous. A navy blue thong, with a picture of the school mascot on it, and a microskirt that was only a few inches long. Consequently, most of her ass was left showing, an...
This is a little throwback piece for me. It was an assignment by my creative writing professor to write our own paper modeled after 'The Peter Principle.' I wrote it in 1971 while riding the subway to the college. I never considered myself much of a writer (still don't, really) but this teacher's encouragement changed my perspective. Up to this point, I was...
When I got to my apartment the first thing I did was go to my room, take all my clothes off and empty the bag Ron gave me onto my bed and examine the content. I quickly came to the conclusion that Ron and his friends were dirty old men who just liked to fuck young nubile women. Not that I had a problem with that, by now I was willing to let anybody with a b...
When I met Julia, I certainly didn't have any notion that her family was much different from most. Yes, I know that sounds like a fucking cliché, but it is true. What did I know about these things? I'm a Turkish immigrant, for God's sake! I definitely didn't think that by dating this seemingly conservative girl from a supposedly strict family, that I would b...
"Good morning class, any questions before we begin?" Mrs. Cook asked. This had been her opening line everyday. We had quickly learned that whatever we might ask about was not nearly as exciting as what she was going to say and do. All seven of us in the all-girl class sat in the first two rows, eager to see and learn. This was the second week of class, the...
My wife of 15 years, mother of my two kids, came up to me and abruptly, violently and unexpectedly, kneed me in my groin, adroitly smashing my testicles, like an experienced street walker who handles drunkard johns every night. I immediately doubled over, whereupon she grabbed my right arm, bent it painfully behind me and, using a wicked whippy cane, mercile...
Author note- Don’t take this too seriously. I am not justifying banging underage kids. All the students are legal through the magic of chyoo. Just assumed they are senior or something. It is just a story folks. Debra Lafave was given the job as a principle at a high school her old buddies use to own. That buddy retired. The school fit right up her alley. All...
(Oil painting by Jaisini) Talk Show is a painting that proves the idea that we live in a postmodern world of the apparent loss of any reasonable hope for alternative to the present. In Talk Show, immediacy unites with immortality, trivial with profound. In our days the long myth of immortality is replaced by the myth of immediacy. The substitution of the t...