It was a Friday afternoon at Mashima High-School in upstate New York. Here we find ourselves in room 501, the room of detention, where only the rare examples of trouble were sent. Usually detention was supervised by Mr. Redav, but instead he is nowhere to be seen. Instead we have the TWO minor examples of delinquency at the School. Out in the middle of the...
Have you ever been at Victoria's Secret and wondered what the girls who work there are wearing under their black outfits? I guess I've always assumed that the lingerie company's employees got a hefty discount as part of their compensation package. I wasn't sure until my junior year of college when I started dating a girl from my fluid dynamics class. We we...
PART 4 "Blackmail" I was sitting on the couch, actually doing my homework for a change, since I fucked my way through the only class I was having trouble with. Or so I thought... I wasn't in English last semester, so I had assumed I'd be out of the woods as I passed history class. Ultimately, I did thanks to my affair with Mr. Hartford. But now I was back...
Simon was a normal 18 year old virgin male in Wolverhampton, England, until he reached his 18th birthday and he underwent certain changes no normal human goes through. He began to sense when someone was feeling horny and in the case of females he could sense when it was there time of the month. This wasn't a problem until his 20th birthday when he began to...
My tutors told me I would need an infinite amount of patience. I was to bide my time considering the endless permutations and means by which suffering can be inflicted. It is easy to hurt, to destroy; pain resulting from physical intervention barely scratched at the surface of suffering. It was unpleasant for the humans; they usually died. Humans rarely expe...
As I was walking Louie, my family's seven year-old beagle, I came across Mr. Stevenson sitting on his porch looking through the newspaper. He spotted me and called out hello. I smiled and waved, and he approached me. Mr. Stevenson and his son had just moved into our neighborhood a few weeks ago, and they seemed pretty nice. Their house was just a few houses...
"Tonight, I'm going to fuck this cute little ass. I'm going to ass fuck you, tutor girl. I'm going to pop your little anal cherry and make your cute little ass all mine!" Those words had echoed in Haley's mind all day long ever since Brooke had whispered them into her ear this morning. They had both been in the toilet where Brooke had first fucked Haley, r...
Lana hadn't been able to see Grant--rather, see Tutor, since the first day she'd met him. She didn't actually get his phone number, and she'd made an A on the last test, so her teacher had directed him toward a more needy student. That left Lana alone with nothing more than a vibrator, stolen moments of time with it, and an aching in her loins that refused t...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is...
It was John's first day as a tutor. He'd signed up only because he needed the money. John was a college student and like most college students, he was in need of money. So when he saw the posting in the library to be a tutor -- and how much it paid -- he immediately inquired and got the job. John was a sophomore biology major. He loved biology and wanted to...