The next day in class Mrs. Tavorski handed me a page of homework. "You left this at tutoring last night," she said to me, just loud enough for the rest of the students to hear. They tittered in amusement. My face flushed red and I silently took the folded paper from her. I was too embarrassed to even open it for a the next few minutes. Jack, the class joke...
As I entered my office, I saw her sitting in the chair at my desk. Cindy Rogers, a girl in my English Lit class. I had often noticed her, she was gorgeous. She had long blond hair and piercing green eyes, legs that seemed to go on forever, especially since she was still at that coltish age, and round, firm looking breasts that were already largish and would...
The energy transfer between the flesh of Kim Dudley's wrist and Matt's right hand was nearly atomic as the 18 year old student surveyed his teacher's naked body. His cock soaked in Anna's vaginal juices, it jutted angrily out from his crotch, its head pointing like a balled up fist straight at Mrs. Dudley's gleaming cunt. Kneading his fingertips into the s...
After I retired as a professor of English at a small New England college where I had worked for many years, I occasionally made some extra money by working as a substitute teacher at the local high school. But basically, I hated it. About 20% of the students were actually eager to learn and worth teaching, 50% didn't care one way or the other, and 30% would...
James was a young guy of 18 years old, in his final year of school. He was tall and muscular and was on all of the sports teams. He had dark brown hair and brown eyes. As one of the popular kids he would quite often be disruptive in class, however this time he had landed himself in detention every night that week. After the bell rang and his classmates mad...
I'm at university in Edinburgh, nearly four hundred miles from my home town, just north of London. I've been here two years -- I'm 20 now -- and although I love this bustling city I still miss my old home. I try to get back there as often as possible, but it's not easy. Last time I went back though, I had an amazing experience. I'd arranged a lads' night ou...
Because of his excellent grades and great aptitude for computer science, James had earned a scholarship to a prestigious private prep school. Since the school was a long way from home, James boarded in a dormitory along with a dozen or so other boys. It was a co-ed school, but boys and girls lived in separate dorms. Initially James was terribly nervous abou...
FYI: This is a true story about me indulging my foot fetish in the way I wanted for the first time. I love feet, especially the teachers at my colleges my favourite teacher was Miss Clarke, biology teacher. Every day she wore black flats with no socks; they looked pretty rundown so I can imagine they smelled divine. She would always slip her feet out of her...
When her parents had gone, Billie joined Corky on the sofa, and took his hands in hers. "They won't be home until after 11:00, maybe midnight," Billie said, "so we won't have to worry about a thing until then." Corky replied, "Billie, I can't begin to tell you how special you make me feel. I sometimes have to pinch myself to be sure you're not a dream. It's...
Sunday, the day of the musical in which Billie's best friend Marianne sang a solo, was a whirlwind of activity. There was little "time" for Corky to be alone with Billie, or talk to her privately. They had breakfast, went to church, attended the matinee, met Marianne, had a late family meal, and finally Billie's parents drove them back to the city, saving th...