(This is an editorial I published in the current edition of the Shallowater Weekly Express and Wolfforth Word Weekly, which I edit. Please do not use the names of the people involved without requesting their permission. This was edited slightly because I always re-edit my work. This is dedicated to honey123, an author who asked for this story via private me...
With those few words she knew that their little game had started. She could feel the heat rushing to her face as she squirmed in her chair, feeling the desire building in her. The funny thing was, she hadn't realized how much she wanted to play until just then. "Well let's see, today I'm wearing blue jeans with a red cotton blouse and oh yeah, those brown b...
There are 3 girls in the house. Jenna. Kathryn. And Kelsey. Here's there ages. Jenna is 20. Kathryn is 24. And Kelsey is 22. Kathryn has F cup tits. Jenna has E cups. And Kelsey has C cups. There all virgins. Kathryn had a flexible body. Kelsey was good at bending. And Jenna was a extremely good sleeper same with the other girls. Mostly Jenna was the best. K...
It is the summer of discontent, and this is assumed by the conclusion of the sloth- sloth being the angry pre-years of high school. Graduation day brings sincerity of glee in the minds of all the seniors (still ‘technically’ unable to buy a beer) at the handshake administered by the administrator and the paper, diploma stuffed in the other hand. Caps fly hig...
My name is Malice Jackson. Friends call me M.J. I am a black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I work at the all-new Local Public Library. I'm in the backroom of the Archives Department. It's a boring job but someone has to do it. By night, I am a sexually adventurous super freak who does anything she can to satisfy her very twiste...
The following story is completely fiction. ***** I wake up to the feeling of fingers on my pussy; I'm naked, bed sheets gone, my DD breasts feel the cold morning air, making my nipples hard. My legs are parted and my pussy is already wet. I try to look down but I'm blindfolded. Suddenly, there's a vibrator on my clit. I let out a soft squeal quickly foll...
Matt was 18 and falling behind with his studies and at risk of not getting onto his University course, so his parents enlisted a tutor for 1 to 1 additional lessons after hours. Miss Jones was late 20s and appreciated the extra income to supplement her junior teaching salary. Next week Matt had read up on his homework as he had to. He had wanked himself alm...
I suppose I should tell you a bit about me. CV's, university application forms and so on, I spend so much time giving my details that I sometimes forget who I am. Well here goes my name is Tom, I am 18 and I am in the sixth form at an all boys School, I am very bright at least that what my teacher tell me. My mates think I am a nerd, they also think I am a...
Watching my Negro workers harvest the corn under the warm Louisiana sun made my heart smile. As I sat on the verandah, rocking back and forth on my cane rocking chair, I felt tears run down my withered old face. For they reminded me of an old slave I once had the pleasure of knowing, one called Sylvia. I inherited the farm many years ago from a wealthy uncl...
Let me start off by saying I NEVER thought this would happen. I'm in my 3rd year of teaching, which means (when you add in my college training) I've had at least 7 years of being taught to avoid inappropriate relationships with students. And, beyond that, I'm not a pervert. I am completely aware that it is not okay to be sexually attracted to student. And ye...