It was an ordinary day at a private boarding school for girls, when, the classroom door opened and a breath of fresh air breezed through into the room. Eighteen year old student, Ariel Murphy, glanced up from her notebook and gasped as the most beautiful woman she had ever seen walked through the door into the classroom; and the hottest. The woman, in her early thirties wore a black pencil knee length skirt with a white,...

"See you tomorrow, Miss," and, "Have a nice day, Mrs. Thompson," or, "Bye, bye Miss," were just some of the pleasant greetings reverberating around the rapidly-emptying classroom as the more civilised pupils of 2A shuffled out of the door to their next class. These nice, innocent thoughts were quite contrary to the ones running around in my head as I waited for 4B to take their places for the last class of the day.Mine we...

I could feel Jane’s hand move from my shoulder, to below my waist. “If you make a fuss out of this, I will make sure you never find your shorts again. Mhm… just imagine… little Rachel, all alone in her slutty shirt and thongs… or do the thongs even stay?” Jane’s teasing was perhaps enough to make me wet for the whole of the day. I was glad that my panties weren’t too tight. The idea of having a wet spot so obvious to her...

Simon arrived at college in plenty of time for his lesson which by sheer luck happened to be French with Miss Duval, the object of his desires.Usually Simon was incredibly focused but the events from the previous evening had proved to be quite distracting and of course, his lack of attention was not lost on Miss Duval who prided herself on knowing her students inside and out.“Simon, can you give me an example?”Simon flush...

The next morning you wake up in an empty bed. Danielle is not in the room and her nightdress is gone as well. You figure she must have gotten out of bed and decided to let you sleep. You get out of bed and search for your boxers. When you find them, you put them on. Your boxers, however, don’t stand a chance to block your morning wood. They just show a huge bulge. As you open the bedroom door, you see Danielle in the kitc...

Stupid bloody teacher. Any form of detention would’ve been better than this. I was stuck in S6 with Isabella, her long brown hair swishing slightly as she read from one side of her book to the other. I should’ve been reading too, but I wasn’t. I mean, how could I when SHE was in the room? Of course, she’d probably know that I had a thing for her. I’m pretty blindingly obvious like that. I’m not smooth at all at the start,...

Over the weekend, Millie had been feeling horny all the time. She could not stop thinking about Mr.Jenkins or his dick. Whenever she had the house alone, she would strip her clothes off and masturbate while thinking about her teacher. At night time, she would stuff her wet panties in her mouth and finger fuck herself until she screamed. She knew she needed to see him soon.Teacher Dean Jenkins had been worried sick over th...

It was the night before the big exam and I had no motivation to study. I had been studying for the last three days, shutting everybody out of my life. I needed to pass this exam or my chances of graduating on time would disappear before my eyes. Reluctantly, I wandered through the building looking for an empty classroom to study in. It was about 8pm and I figured that everybody would be gone for the night, but I was wrong...

Having lost my virginity to an older woman a few years earlier, I had been on a quest for my next sexual experience. It seemed that every girl that I would meet instantly became the object of my sexual desires. I guess that is what an undersexed teenager’s mind will do. Admittedly, there were moments of heavy petting over clothes with other girls and an occasional hand inside of a bra, but the ultimate score continued to...

His roommate’s name was James Wotan. After Michael was able to get over his surprise he introduced himself. “How did you know about the peepholes?” Wotan shrugged as he put down his packet on the opposite bed. “My older brother went here. He filled me in on some of the…peculiarities. They’re all over the place, bedrooms, showers, classrooms. The freshmen dorms are laid out deliberately, boy, girl, boy, girl, so we can loo...

I had been at Greenichville High School for the last year and nothing exciting ever happened. All the teachers wore boring clothes - grey button-up shirts and ties, long, frumpy sweaters and skirts. The school uniform was a black blazer, grey skirt, white shirt, long white socks, and black heels. So cool - I think not.Today, was like any other day, except there was torrential rain outside. The rain pounded on the windows...

John shifted uncomfortably in his seat. It was first period and everything from his desk to his pants just seemed a little too tight. He had been sporting anywhere from a semi to a full blown hard-on since he woke up. He had woken up late this morning with his cock throbbing and his mind running. As a seventeen year old boy it wasn't unusual to wake up with a morning woody, but his dream had been a particularly intense on...

The alarm clock went off and James reached across the bed in exhaustion from last night’s exploits. Moriah twitched and moaned in her sleep, her body begging her not to get up. James shook Moriah awake after waiting five minutes. “Honey, it’s time to get up. Today’s the big day, and you are going to be late if you wait any longer.” Moriah growled and lifted her head up to see the neon green numbers on the clock that read...

Briana Dawson is seventeen years old when she first falls in love. Her English teacher, Mr. Ramone, is in the hospital, though none of her teachers will tell them why. There are rumors, though—there are always rumors—that he fell down the stairs and snapped his spine. Which triggered a stroke. And a heart attack. And testicular cancer. Briana doesn't put much weight in the rumors. Doesn't really care enough to. All that m...