Copied from my story on writing.com [To conform to this site's rules, Lizzie's age has been changed, and events have been altered a bit to fit.] By the time Lizzie was sixteen, she had hit puberty, and had blossomed into a very pretty girl. After an incident in high school, she was naked in front of many people. Her figure was stunning, and many admired her...
In all my twelve-and-a-half years of schooling I'd never had detention. I was always the class good girl, something of a teachers pet, according to a number of my peers. At eighteen I was still a virgin, although not entirely ignorant of the ins and outs of sexual intimacy. Then one day, to my horror, I found myself with my name in the detention book, courte...
"So then, you're husband hasn't even the slightest suspicion?" Louis asked through the steam of his Dunkin Donuts coffee. "It was just one kiss, Lou!" answered Martha, while absently rowing a spoon through her light and sweet, "Considering my lip stick and perfume, your girlfriend has more cause for suspicion than my husband." "Just washed it all away bef...
Hello, My name is Rajesh. I am a first year student at the University of Sydney. A brief description about me . I am 5ft 2 , very skinny and wear heavy glasses. I can easily be described as a nerd, typically stereotyped as someone who is always into video games, math and some more math. When I was in school I was always the pushover. I was never into sports...
TLDR: Think of mutants from X-Men and Sirens from Borderlands in our world with sex. (I know it's not that good, so any advice or constructive criticism would be nice.) No one knows where exactly they came from. The very first officially recorded Siren appeared in 1968 as she saved a commercial flight from crashing in Oregon. The young woman was from the Uni...
As a person who grew up in the fifties and in the Baptist church, I feel qualified to speak on abstinence education. The way I was raised second base was a sin even dancing was a sin. The only effect this had on me was to make me a terrible dancer. To deny a teen-aged lad with a body full of raging hormones a release or at the very least, some understanding...
Chapter 1 School Days My name is Dallas Larson and I live in Vancouver, B.C. I never officially went to college. I just dropped in on a regular basis and listened to the professors and lecturers. It wasn't easy, but security in the early 1980's wasn't anything like it is today. I had no problem buying used text books and, as a result, I got a very well roun...
The school bell rang and all the students finally came back to life and grabbed their bags to rush out of the door. "Remember, to get your permission slips signed by your parents to participate in sex education classes!" Miss Sanders told her students before they all rushed out. Miss Monica Sanders enjoyed teaching her senior class, especially come time for...
Regular readers realise that I'm a paragon of virtue. And if you're not a regular reader and you don't believe me you can ask my parole officer. She would tell you that I would never condone teacher/pupil relations, even if the pupil was a mature student. In fact, even if the pupil was old enough to be the teacher's mother. And especially if the pupil was th...
Chapter 2: The Awakening As we walked out the door of the bowling alley, I started to turn toward the rear parking lot to get my car but Sandy took me by the arm and said, "Let's go for a walk." When she had asked for a ride home earlier, it was for the benefit of the guys in the poolroom. Actually she lived just two blocks away in the duplex she shared wit...