Since I was getting no financial support from my parents, still angered by my insistence on going off to college on my own, and out of state, I had to take on several part-time jobs, combining them with my scholarship stipend so that I could meet my tuition and other living expenses. This made it tough on me, a lot tougher than on some of the well-off co-eds...
A story set in the Gynarchic Alliance ***** Charles looked himself over in the mirror that stood in the corner of his pleasant quarters -- his cell, really. The Gynarchic Alliance had taken the body of a portly professor and turned it into the well-proportioned one of his dreams -- even his high-tech slave collar was straight out of his fantasies. He looke...
Professor Daren was sweating. Karla had come to class dressed completely inappropriately again, and he was having the worst time trying to hide the tent in his pants. Second row back, the flirty redhead was leaning forward, as if completely interested in everything he was saying. Really, however, the curvy college freshman was giving him a great view down...
I am a professor at a respectable English university, teaching literature to what are, for the most part, an appreciative and enthusiastic cohort of students. I have been at my job, in one place or another, for some years now, but it was not until very recently that I ever had someone express their appreciation of my talents in quite the same way as one stud...
As illustrated in the figure above, in the frame xOy, we have a line l :x-y-2=0 and a parabola C:y²=2px(p>0) I let my pencil whirl around the knuckle of my thumb and re-read the sentence for the third time, try to make sense of it in connection with the figure that shows a sideways parabola on a nearly blank coordinate system. Then I swallow the yell...
Chapter 3: Bivariate Analysis On Monday, she met with the professor again. "How many tries did it take for you to get a good one?" "Two. The first guy came way too soon. It's not bad, but I didn't even get my mouth on him." Her frank, brazen, description surprised her, but didn't seem to surprise him. "The second guy was a little more experienced and I thi...
"Come on, Wahida, you shouldn't feel embarrassed, it's perfectly natural, in fact, I like your farts," Jonathan Stephens said, nodding nonchalantly while he looked Wahida Agbeli up and down. The young Ghanaian Muslim woman sighed, pretending not to hear what her classmate just said. The two of them were sitting on the fourth floor of the Carleton University...
"Fucking children!" I swore to the empty house, the scotch sloshing in the tumbler as I slammed it down. "I'm surrounded by fucking children." Larry. What the fuck did he get me into? Who the fuck is Angel? I paced the living room, my neck and shoulders so wound up I felt like some mad scientist had grafted new muscle groups into me. I needed to relax. Big t...
Disclaimer: I began writing this story in late 2015. All are over 18 years of age. This story is completely fictional. Many of the punishment were taken from many stories posted on the net. None of the characters portrayed are real, also none of these sexual encounters ever happened in real life. All the names, places, or events living or dead are purely coi...
Leigh grew up in a very conservative household, and thus entered her first relationship with no real understanding of sex, and an intention to hold off until marriage. She and her boyfriend Chris dated for a long time, though, and over the years they went further and further, finally having sex the summer after their senior year of high school. They dated fo...