Shannon Teacher Stories

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Dylan Gets Luckier

by Voboy on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I enjoyed writing "The Norwegian Made Me Do It," and this is a sequel told from a different point of view. Reading that one first will help, and so will reading "Crazy Gina." But, of course, this one stands alone, too. Gina's sort of a different narrator than Shannon, that's for sure. Enjoy. * * * Shannon really, really shouldn't have told me about her...

Picnic With Teacher

by Shanbabe4u on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Thanks for the lift Mr. Bussey." I said, half turning in my seat to smile at my coach. "No problem Shannon." "I don't know how I missed the bus?" I knew exactly how I missed the bus; by hiding in the washroom till I heard the big bus pull away and then I ran out waving, knowing full well they couldn't see me. But Mr. Bussey could. "It's okay Shannon. Luc...

The Last Boy Scout Ch. 04

by Tx Tall Tales on Nov 4, 2019
Group Sex

====================== Sisters, Teacher and Best Friend. Jealous? Sometimes, I'm a big ol' idiot. I don't use an editor often enough, but MarieWriter helped with this series, and it's considerably better for her assistance. I should have mentioned that in the first chapter, where she provided a lot of insightful advice. Of course, I'm never happy with the...

Now What the Hell? Ch. 03

by magichands on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The insistant voice brought me out of the haze my mind was in. "Ted? Are you all right?" I looked up, there stood Shannon. She runs the supply department, it would surprise most to see just how many items are required to keep a Massage Therapy College in business. Shannon is a nice normal looking woman, she has a huge mass of hair, so long that it really is...

A Gnomish Dilemma Ch. 02

by S3lwyncd0g on Oct 16, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Although a work of fantasy, all characters are presumed to be of legal age for their respective races. This is the continuing story of Shannon Knocksprocket, introduced in "A Gnomish Dilemma." ***** Shannon Knocksprocket was just waking up despite the fact that she had been at the breakfast table for twenty minutes. Her second cup of tea was finally gettin...

The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 21

by RoughWriter on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

"I can't believe you are so thoughtless! You never ask me what I might want! Damn you!" Faith ran out the door in tears. Shannon was trying not to cry. She said nothing to their parents and followed Faith out the door. She knew where Faith was going. Shannon found Faith in my arms sobbing. And then she began to cry. I still didn't know what had caused this...

Cheerleader Test

by Shanbabe4u on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I sat outside Mr. Upton's office, my textbooks resting across my exposed knees as my cheerleader skirt rose up my thighs. I was both excited and nervous about my final test to be eligible for the cheerleading squad. Mr. Upton had told me to be here sharply at 3 and I was actually 15 minutes early. And that's why I was there to see Beth leave his office, her...

Extra Credit Ch. 02, Pt. 1

by TheStinger on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

As the morning sun finally found its way to James’ face the warmth and brightness awakened him. He awoke to a beautiful sight. There beside him on the couch was a beautiful woman nestled tightly against him. She was completely naked and the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen. The night before his dream had finally came true and he had fucked his teacher. H...

The Beach Ch. 02

by steviecom on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Detective Foster Starts the Investigation with Family As she entered the waiting area, the 3 beautiful daughter's of the victim came running towards her crying, "are you going to catch the animal who hurt our mommy, are you, are you officer?" "Of course she is girls, settle down now, c'mon settle down." Jack Morris the father came walking up putting his ar...

Chinese - Watercolor - Lesson

by JRFreddy on Sep 14, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I was teaching watercolor at the local craft store. Most of my students were ladies between forty and eighty. I was twenty-six, tall and thin, and a walking erection. Not an obnoxious erection, but a conservative one, I hadn't been with anyone in over a year. And every patch of lady flesh was like soft butter smeared across hot bread. I hated my job, the art...