This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history. ***** On the first floor of the school, Scott Olson was heading to Mr. Turner's classroom. In his hand, he had Malcolm Jackson's homework on the history of Samuel Duval, an important black man in the French royal court during the early 17th century. A paper Scott had...
Long long ago, before there was any internet and when even lonely hearts columns in the small adds of your local paper had yet to be invented I found myself working in a small provincial town, very much on my own, with no social life and no car. Finally, more in desperation than in hope, I placed a simple but silly ad in the miscellany section of the local p...
Taking a break from classes and my teaching responsibilities for the day, I walked to the sea wall to eat lunch. A young woman was sitting where I normally sat, so I asked if I could sit near her. She smiled up at me and said, "Sure. Why not?" Thinking it a good idea to do so, I introduced myself as Jaxson Ballard and spelled it. "New age parents", she co...
Our afternoon together was unexpected. I had decided I'd not see Layla, not because I didn't want to but because I figured she was busy with other things. I was home alone. Sheila, I knew, had gone out so she was not next door. So I lay comfortably without worry of prying eyes on my chase lounge. Not that I worried a lot about her but sometimes I'd like free...
I'm finally done with Nicole's story! Sorry it took longer than I expected. I had some distractions that kept me from writing, but they were very good distractions. If you've read my stories with Ashley, this is the same kind of scenario, where a young girl is naked and pleasured to orgasm in a room full of older women that are all fully clothed. It is the s...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the characters and real individuals is coincidence. All characters are over age eighteen. A mad mature scientist continues her experiments... *** The following Wednesday, Professor Allenton texted: "How do u feel about having my lab assistant come over 2. I think she could add a whole new dimension to o...
Walking from her car to her professor's house Caitlyn was seized by a feeling of foreboding. She considered going home at that moment and later replying to his original email that, although she was terribly sorry, there'd been an emergency and could they please reschedule? But, God, that email. Although it did not allude to what the meeting concerned its mes...
It had been an unbelievable experience having invisible sex with Kate and Professor Gale. Although to be more accurate the Professor only gave me a hand-job, but still I'm counting that. The frustrating part came later. I guess I expected the sex to continue but it did not--it came to a screeching halt! I thought afterward Kate and I would have a relationsh...
The first class of the day was always the hardest. Joey was never able to get up and charged. It took too long to figure out where the hell he was and then to get his stuff together to even make the long trek to History 110. Rolling over in bed, Joey threw the blanket off and struggled to sit up. His roommate, Chris, was still asleep, the pillow over his hea...
Marcus peered through the small glass window of the doorway. He spent so many days inside that very same classroom, sitting through a boring lecture, staring through the opposite side of the same window wishing to get the fuck out. But this time was different. He spotted his favorite Professor at the chalkboard, cleaning up her notes from today's class. H...