What had he done to me? It was hard to believe that he was the same student who initially walked in my classroom. Back then, Shawn was just another football player and I was just beginning to notice his artistic talent. He was shy and wasn't very vocal. However, as the year passed and he moved into my second year class, he became more sociable. His confidenc...
The final Saturday game was actually pretty good. The promising young quarterback threw consistently, scrambled out of trouble and ran for more yards than some of his receivers. His favorite target, the other player of promise, scored twice and looked at times uncatchable. Kent took some decent shots and after the game caught some follow-up interviews from t...
And so began my lengthy affair with my boss, handsome Mr. Holt. We still managed to accomplish a fair amount of work each day, but several times a week we took time out for extra-curricular activities. He fucked me on the desk, he fucked me on the floor, and on occasion, when I felt especially horny, I would interrupt him at his work, open up his pants, and...
A Few Stolen Days Chapter 7: The Game Travis reached over and playfully swatted Brandi's naked butt. It popped louder than he had intended and drew an immediate look from Brandi. He had intended to prompt her to get up and shower while he fixed them a light breakfast, but now he wondered if he had been too bold. He caught a quick glance at the pale redn...
When we looked up from the table and saw the smile on Cujo's face as she approached us, we knew Mike at least would also be joining us. Bob too was grinning, and I couldn't help but notice the now very obvious bulge in his pants as he stood next to her. "Well?" "Mike will be here in about twenty..." she said. "Gave him your room number, told him to meet us...
It was pretty much agreed what had to be done, and not wanting to appear snobbish, or like some kind of primadonna, I went along with the plan. I was a freshman cheerleader, and the youngest on the squad at eighteen, and I didn't want to make waves. We were in a difficult situation, one that called for a little creative strategy. There was no way our school...
My name is Darren. It had been a rather long winter, or at least it had certainly felt like it. Now late spring, I was jones-ing like most everyone else I knew, to get out in the nice warm sunshine and do something to shake off the winter cobwebs. It was the middle of the week. In addition, I knew exactly what I wanted to do, to spend a little alone time wit...
WET PETALS For most of his life Bill often thought that maybe he was just a little different -- not normal -- WEIRD! However, it wasn't until he turned 18 for his parents to grant him enough privacy to then discover the darker side of the Internet. That's when Bill learned in certain regards he was not all so weird after all. Especially when it came to the...
Dr. Rossum entered his classroom from the door near the electronic blackboard, which was really more of a huge pressure-sensitive multipurpose monitor and tablet. Those who grew up long ago might remember the dissonance from calling green slates affixed to walls "blackboards" rather than chalkboards. With chalk out of the equation, and any color available at...
"Where are we going?" asked my wife as we drove across the railroad tracks. The lights in this part of town revealed older buildings and dirty streets. "It's a surprise." I said. "This is why you wanted me to dress like this, you're up to something." I smiled and looked at her. The skin tight deep v-neck top and the push up bra emphasized her heavy tits...