A Continuation of the slave college series * Michel Jenkins and Brent McMasters were freshmen at the slave college. After just celebrating their 18th birthdays, the boys had enrolled in the school, both for the academic achievements of past graduates, and because it was rumored there were 6 girls per guy on the campus. Being boys, both were thinking it wou...
It was a relief for MaryAnne when Aric found out his father put a stipulation in the Williams Security Contract that MaryAnne had to test Aric's inventions to receive and keep the contact. He was a compassionate young man to realize that MaryAnne was forced to test his invention, he could see the anguish on her face because she was forced to do this. Aric wa...
Week 2, Class 2 (Buddy Stripping) Part 1 Well the last class had certainly been the most sensual to date, with many of the students rushing home to finish off the arousals they had worked up in the 75 minutes they were in class. The three amigos discussed their experiences with each other, with Jen revealing that Dr. Green had felt her up. “No way!” Jill...
Calculus class, damn! this class sucks Sam thought to himself as he walked through the door and took his seat. He was a terrible math student and he could never pay attention in this class. All he ever thought about in math class was how gorgeous his teacher was. This was her first year teaching. She had just graduated from college, and she was only about 23...
The class was nearly over. It would soon be home time. Billy Smith sat at the back of the room with Sam, watching the shapely form of the Head of the English department. "I want Billy to stay after class, please. We have to discuss your essay," announced Mrs Pokton, the object of their desire. The previous homework had been to write about a personal experie...
After the phone call and the night in the stadium I made a concerted effort to avoid Ella. She had already taken up enough of my thoughts, I didn't want to let her take over completely. And besides, she was still clearly with Nick – I saw them making out in the hallways and the cafeteria all the time. More so lately, it seemed. So I avoided her in the hall,...
All characters in this story are fictitious and bear no relationship to any person, living or deceased. However, the behaviors of these characters are based on observations of behaviors of normal people in everyday life. The locations in the story are real but the activities undertaken are entirely fictitious. The attitudes, activities and behaviors describ...
A volcanic outpouring of CFNM material in this story, my friends, more than you would find in any other work of fiction. I suggest, therefore, that you read it in bite-size chunks, a bit at a time. I can testify to its truthfulness, if not its truth: there was a lot going on in colonial India during World War One, most of the white male folk away in the Euro...
Misty leaned her head forward, relaxing with her eyes closed while I continued to work out the tight spots in her neck and shoulders. She looked so incredibly sexy sitting there in that little red and black thing-- I don’t know if it should have been called anything other than a ‘skirt’ or a ‘dress’-- that covered her from her bosom to mid-thigh. Not that sh...
This story follows Rodney's Nude Humiliation Cpt 14 and Days of the Raj. If you like CFNM I am sure it will appeal to you. ***** In the warming sun of a mid-Western summer, in a grove of Mrs Reilly's garden framed by trellises and rose shrubs, the well-dressed ladies milled about. It was one of the finest gardens in the mid-West and the ladies presented a...