I became more and more nervous as the time of my Monday 4 p.m. class approached, because Chad was getting to know me more and more intimately as a woman and because I'd promised to satisfy him. Could I trust him? This was his second class with me. He proved to be a good student: conscientious, hard-working, and active in class participation. I could tell tha...
In all my twelve-and-a-half years of schooling I'd never had detention. I was always the class good girl, something of a teachers pet, according to a number of my peers. At eighteen I was still a virgin, although not entirely ignorant of the ins and outs of sexual intimacy. Then one day, to my horror, I found myself with my name in the detention book, courte...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Maya had a difficult night. Sonia kept tossing and turning, heedless of her presence. It wasn't just that she shoved her smelly feet in her face now and then, but that she kept kicking and prodding her as she moved through the night. The smell only got sharper and cheesier,...
Is high school supposed to be this boring? I'm in my last year of it, just floating through courses until I can try my hands at college. I'm not some extremely popular girl, I'm just... me. Janice, eighteen years old, about 5'7", 160 pounds, enough red hair to make the sunset jealous... people call me "busty", but a C-cup isn't extraordinary compared to what...
CHAPTER 12 - The Beginning of the end. "I'll meet you there," Effy said to Isha and Amy. "I just need a wee." "We'll wait," Isha said. "We've got 10 minutes." "No go on," Effy urged, "I'll see you there." "Honestly, we'll..." Isha started, but Amy butted in. "Why don't you just say you need a poo!" Amy said, exasperated. "Come on Isha. I'm sure you...
The following morning, Miranda smiled with content as Clarissa and the ladies led her into a plush lounge which looked out onto a larger room through a two way mirror. There, on a bed at it's centre, lay the trussed and naked form of Lee Baker. Clarissa had her recline on a soft leather sofa while the redheaded Mimi brought a hooded male in on a leash, havin...
Growing up as a kid, I had a pretty low self-esteem. It wasn't my looks either. Like any teenager growing up, I hadn't as yet hit my maturity peak. Awkward, still growing into my rapidly changing body, with a shyness borne from a perception of myself, I tended to withdraw from making friends with anyone. By the time I had reached high school, I was falling...
Twenty-Two More Questions Summary: 22 questions asked by readers answered. NOTE: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing. I wrote the essay Twenty Questions in December 2017 and Twenty-one More Questions in 2018. I answered the following questions, in case you want to read them. 1. Are you really a teacher? 2. How often do you wear nylons? 3. Wh...
He wet his lips in satisfaction. The room was taking shape. And it turned him on thinking about it. His mind was like that, it went to extremes. His dreams oozed a river of sexual fantasies. Every morning his shorts were soaked from his admissions. He began to rise earlier to hide the evidence of his evening licentiousness. He was a prisoner of sex. She...
Author's Note: This is a series of stories based on actual experiences and observations at a local sex club. It's not a series; the stories can be read individually, but there are some recurring characters. ----- Some people are wealthy by birth, others by hard work and ingenuity. Then there are those from humble origins, who have great opportunities drop...