Rowena was tired. Rowena was always tired. She was tired when she went to bed, tired when she woke up, tired all day long. She took a last look round the room she had just finished preparing, noting the main items. "Bed. Quite an adequate desk – it was the one dad gave me for my eighteenth birthday. Good swivel chair. Armchair, wardrobe, dressing table, bri...
Catherine left her office at the college a bit late in the day, at least late for her, and trudged across the darkening parking lot. On her way to her car, she noticed someone playing basketball on the nearby court. From a distance, she thought that he was familiar. She wasn't just sure. She also didn't know if that made her feel better and safer or not. Th...
For Pamela, her marriage to Jeffrey was a dream come true. All their lives they had lived across the street from each other. Jeff and Pam knew well each other's failings and personality quirks. More importantly, they knew how to complement each other's strengths. Not only did she and her husband share many common interests and values, as teenagers their drea...
"This has probably been the worst week of my life!” Lindsay exclaimed. She was standing in the teacher’s parking lot, the cold rain pasting her shirt and skirt to her body. She had missed the bus, and now faced a two-mile walk home in a downpour. “Figures,” she mumbled under her breath. She stood there making a mental list of all the things that had gone wro...
I volunteer at the local high school where I teach music—two hours of bass, guitar, and drums for the aspiring rock stars in the area. It's a way for me to pick up some extra cash and keep both the kids and my own lonely self off the streets during the day. Ms. Lindstrom teaches creative writing at school—a course that is only offered at the end of the day,...
The drive and determination were clear both in Sister Beth's firm steps and facial expression. She was far from a good mood, in fact she couldn't remember being this angry in years. Mother Grace had gone on a sudden leave, and assigned an excessive amount of tasks for Beth to complete, delegating almost all of her administrative duties to the nun. That kept...
For the fifth time, Tina signed on the dorm room computer and checked her e-mail. "They don't send out the finals results 'til after five," Maureen reminded her. Tina sighed. "I know. But I'm sure I blew it. The test was too goddamn hard. If I fail this class, my grade point will fall below a two! They'll kick me out for sure." "Should have studied ..." St...
April 27, 2020: I have submitted an edited copy of this story to Literotica. Thanks to andyinoz for giving chapter 1 and 2 a lookover for me! Chapter 1: The Class It was my last semester at college in 1999. It would be my last full term to complete my bachelor's degree, and then it would be time to move on to grad school in another state. I was getting a b...
There's such thing as too much background, sorry -- There was another student in Dr. Winter's office, meaning Tori had every chance to toss his coffee out and run. Dr. Adam Winter, Adam to his students, was the young upstart poet every English major wanted to be. He'd graduated from their small liberal arts college only a few years ago, giving him a yout...
This story is within the anal section. It consistently and continuously concerns variations on the theme of anal sex. If anal sex is uninteresting to you, and certainly if it is repugnant to you, then walk away! There are lots and lots of other stories for you to read that you would much prefer and very likely enjoy. The story also concerns themes of relucta...