All persons in this story are fictional and 18+ The premise was a good one, take repeat youth offenders and place them in a special high school when they turn eighteen. For many, this was the only way they would get an education that would allow them to move on in trades or higher education. It was a noble cause, and it got results. Every educator was the b...
"M'lady, it's time to wake up now. You've been asleep all day!" As Suzette's eyes fluttered open, she had trouble realizing where she was. Until that ill-fated GSC retreat, she'd been accustomed to waking up to the sound of her alarm clock. Her mother would be in the kitchen with a cup of coffee reading the newspaper. She'd sit down to a bowl of whatever ce...
Jeannie Byron is 65, in tremendous shape for her age, a graying-haired GILF of exquisite proportions, standing about 5-6, weighing a very athletic 140 pounds. A lifelong tennis player and teacher, the stunning elderly woman teaches young people at a tennis camp in summer in the seaside community where she lives. She loves working with young people for a var...
If you've read my Journal you will know that I'm not a very big person (well, the features that you can see when I've got some clothes on) and that my face is quite young looking. In the spring of 2001 Jon decided that I would go back to school. At first I was a bit horrified that he wanted me to spend days sitting through boring lessons, but after a couple...
"ARE you sure it's OK, darling" sobbed Rochelle, her beautiful green eyes brimming with tears. "Are you really, really sure?" "Of course, beautiful one," replied Mel, stroking her hair, and drawing her closer to him. "Just because I've done stuff like that in the past doesn't mean I need to do it all the time." "But... But... " Rochelle held Mel tightly, r...
Uncle Ron disappeared upstairs to my bedroom carrying his tool bag. He returned 15 minutes later, with sweat stains covering his old T-shirt. 'That's all fixed now. Why don't you get me a cold beer, slut, I'm gasping', he ordered, with a look of slight contempt on his face. My mind was racing and I was churning inside as I meekly did as I was told and went...
(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) * In my last year of high school, my dad was called to a foreign service assignment to Japan for three months and it was decided that I would come along with him and my mom, because for one, it would be too difficult to organize everything for me in their absence, and also, it would be a gr...
St. Mary’s high school for girls has a long tradition of corporeal punishment. All of the teachers and administrators are male. Thus, when a young lady is to be punished with a spanking, paddling or canning, depending on the severity of the offense -- two males need to be present. For most girls this made punishment twice as enjoyable, two men to see their m...
This story could have gone in a variety of other categories, as it involves domination and submission, and aspects of heterosexual and lesbian sex between participants of different ages. If that offends you, then I suggest you don't read it. If it works for you, check out my other stories! The story is my recreation of one I read years ago on a different sit...
Crawling out of her soft, warm bed, Monica Sanders let out a long yawn, stretching her arms high up causing her firm breasts to rise with under her silk nightie. Picking up her glasses off the nightstand and letting out another yawn before getting up and heading to her dresser getting clothes out and underclothes. Picking a white sweater to go over her under...