She started removing the towel again when I farted. Honestly, I tried to hold it in but it just ripped loose and it was a loud, smelly one. Man, somehow that foul stench worked its way through my monitor, through her monitor, and into her room. I swear to God that is the last time that I am thinking outside of the bun and the last time that I buy a burrito a...
As one of the few male teachers in St Matilda's Academy for Young Ladies I considered myself fortunate to have a position in such a prestigious school aged only 30. I teach a final year class of 18 to nearly 19 year old girls, all seeming to want to outdo each other in showing off their wares in the shortest skirts and the tightest, thinnest blouses school r...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. I've imagined this story to be part one of a trilogy. If the feedback is good I'll write parts two and three soon. ***** I never thought that as a middle-aged school teacher I could possibly be seduced by one of my own stud...
I never imagined that on my 18th birthday, I would be deliciously fucked until I screamed. ******10 hrs Earlier****** I've been up since the crack of dawn staring at the Diamond Pendant from Bloomingdale's in its box that fell out of a large envelope and at the message that came along with it. 'Sorry I won't be able to make it hun. I will be away on busin...
The warm morning breeze blew threw the opening of Pam's robe as she walked out her front door. The sun was shining and all was quiet in the neighborhood. Its late morning and those that do had already left for work. All around her was empty driveways and the occasional laughter of a small child or the distant voice of a stay at home mom. Pam's children had l...
"Are you OK? What happened?" Alene responded to Nadia's fearful yelp as she lifted her upper body to get a better view of the room. Nadia took a deep breath, "I'm fine." She said and as she did, Nicky's head popped up at the bed's feet. She rose to her knees and Alene saw that she was naked. "What are you doing here? Didn't we give you a room?" Alene wonde...
Tia looked at the woman in the mirror and decided that her hair was the all-too-perfect metaphor for her... her life? Her identity? Not quite tight enough a curl to sustain an afro, and just a bit too kinky for any white girl strategy to work. Her mama would tell her to think of it as both-and, and not a neither-nor. But she couldn't. She was tired of white...
My wife of several years, Jessica, and I began dating in high school. She was only my third conquest, I her first. For years I prided myself at having been the only man to have seen her tiny, firm little a cups, her flawless round ass, her pussy. Over about 10 years though, there have been rare accidental exposures, some of which I've written about before. T...
The rhythmic pounding of the drums from downstairs invaded the air in my little classroom, causing the sterile white walls to vibrate ever so slightly. It destroyed my concentration; I shook my head and tucked a long lock of brown hair behind my ear as I stared down at the exam I was grading. Eventually I realized that I had been reading the same line over a...
It's hard to say whether me staying a virgin through the whole of school and until I was 20 was my choice, or just bad luck with girls. Either way, it opened me up to one hell of an experience later on that I wouldn't trade anything for! Through school, I had my friends, they had their girlfriends and boyfriends, and there was of course porn around. I never...