This is a continuation of Black Controlled Society, Parts 1 and 2. Please read those stories for background to this part. This is a story of fiction and all characters are 18 years and older. The Exam Twenty year old tommie was led to a medical exam room by a tall, thin, cute aide. She was in her early twenties, about 5'10" and 115 lbs. She was wearing tig...
My name is Adriana Ellen Wellington. I'm a student at Blackstone University in the city of Newton, Massachusetts. Life these days couldn't be better. I mean, I'm attending one of the best schools in the world, and it's all for free. The benefits of being a student-athlete at a major school. I'm a member of Blackstone University's all-new Women's Varsity Wres...
Mom had been single since I was born. No boyfriends that I can remember, no dad for me, since he left before I was around. It was just the two of us. I can't really say that, since she was always working with her "career" in advertising, leaving me with the baby sitter or the neighbor or whoever was to take care of me that day. But I knew that she would alwa...
Jason had always been shy. He was usually the one standing on the edge of a crowd looking enviously at the happily chatting groups, eager to join them but too worried about being accepted to join in. Today was no exception. It was the first day of six form and the first day of a new school. It had been his parent's idea to change schools for his A-levels. Hi...
Chapter 6- Full Circle It was a beautiful Friday morning very late in the school year. Officially, the last day of classes for the seniors was next Tuesday, with graduation scheduled for the following night. The underclassmen wouldn't be released until the following week. Perhaps -- given the lateness in the year and the party involved -- Ms. Lee should ha...
Trent called the next morning at around ten. I told him that we would be able to make dinner and he said that we should show up around four, and to bring our swim suits. Jason planned a barbeque for us and it would just be the six of us. Candy called at noon, sounding dreadful. Apparently, after Trent and I left, someone brought out the alcohol and a bunch...
Another quick short (but true) story to demonstrate the true slutty spirit of Mitzi Owens... Near the end of Mitzi Owens' Jr. year at West Forsyth High, (shortly after her 18th birthday), we were dating hot and heavy. She was behind her classmates by a grade or two due to her military Dads' moving all over the world. She was more than a few years ahead of t...
During my senior year, I had transferred to yoga for the final semester. When we had our first day of class, I noticed quite possibly THE most gorgeous blonde I have ever seen sit next to my mat. She was about 5'8', piercing blue eyes, somewhat curly hair that went to her shoulder blades, medium size breasts, but she had the most incredible feet I have ever...
The phone ringing next to my bed jolted me out of a sound sleep. I looked groggily at the clock on my nightstand. 6:23 am. "Hello," I muttered into the phone. "Hello, Laurie. It's been awhile." It took me a couple of seconds to connect the familiar voice with the face but when I finally did I bolted upright in my bed. "Megan?" "You remember me," she la...
This story was written at the request of a chat partner from Literotica, a fireman from Scotland. Story Code: M/F, M/FF, Lesbian, Shared Husband, Oral ***** I'd caught a little smoke in my lungs while I was fighting a fire six weeks ago, I wasn't operating the hose though, I was second man, helping to take the weight of the long hose off of the operator,...