Jane felt awkward sitting in her last class of the day. It was her oldest class, so there wasn't much fuss. But this was also the class with Ginger in it. Last night in an attempt to finally orgasm for the first time since her divorce, Jane had found a website that showed X-Rated videos. One of the videos had been of her eighteen-year-old student Ginger. Jane had been so shocked but at the same time so turned on. She had...

Jane was going through the dry spell to end all dry spells. It had been two years since she'd had sex and three months since she had last orgasmed. It wasn't that she wasn't horny anymore, it was just she had such a busy life. Getting home after a long day, Jane started planning for her classes tomorrow. At forty-five she was too old to be going out on a Thursday night, but she missed having a fun social life. After two h...

Another Friday morning, outside your office, This is my fifth time, so I'm hardly a novice Same old infringement, my skirt is too short, I should know better, I really ought 🍆 The Head Master they said, it's that or detention, It was an easy choice. I love the attention Though English is my subject, I'm not fond of inflection, Now I'm standing before you, awaiting inspection 🍆 'Touch your toes', you say just for your pl...

The headmaster’s office was a small, unassuming room located near the eastern side of the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls. Built with only a single window in mind, the space inside was quite plain, resembling little more than a small squarish rectangle about as long as it was wide. Bookshelves, a few cabinets, and a single desk sat near the fireplace at the end. Aside from the brass nameplate that signaled who it...

Steph hated her school uniform, she was too fat and most of the cute boys at school teased her relentlessly. Getting home for the weekend, Steph wanted to just strip and to slip into a long, hot, bath, she was alone for a few hours at least. She was about to get ready when she was interrupted by her front doorbell. Answering it she saw her friend and neighbour Kayla. "Hi, Steph, sorry to bother you but I mislaid our homew...

It was the third week of January and the nights were noticeably lighter, although the cold easterly wind made spring feel like a distant hope. The sky was a combination of lead and ochre, foretelling a fine morning as Katie and Daisy emerged from their hairdressers. They had decided on a change of appearance; Daisy opting for a darker rinse, making her a coppery brunette, while Katie was sporting chestnut extensions. Neit...

“Shit!” Mel said when she saw the figure of a nun waiting at the entrance to the Chapel. “Do you think she saw us?” “I hope so,” Emma said. “Pleasure is always so much more satisfying when you rub it in the face of someone who’s denied it to themselves.” “That’s a bit mean.” “Is it? Oh. I can be a bit mean sometimes.” “You’re late, girls,” the nun said as they approached. “What took you so long?” Oh, great, Emma thought....

The headmaster, Mr. Fuller, did not understand Emma Newell, the girl currently standing before his desk and staring down at him with her large, innocent blue eyes. That was wrong for a start. Over six years in a Catholic girls’ secondary school should have filled any normal person with guilt, yet her flawless face showed not a trace. This, despite the trails of drying cum splattered all over it, with more gelatinous lumps...

Fiona was sixteen, nearly seventeen, five feet two inches tall, with long dark hair and a lovely fringe. Her breasts were not large but not small either, and she was very happy to show off her cleavage. When she did wear her favoured low-cut vest tops showing off her bare midriff she knew that both the boys and the girls stared at her wishfully. She went to the gym three times a week and so had well-toned arms and legs. W...

Suzy was the oldest in her class. Her birthday in September meant she was already sixteen at the start of her last year in school. She was also ahead of most girls, her firm 36C tits had developed quickly. She had used her mother's vibrator and experienced her first orgasm. As school was drawing to an end, the class was sent to various places to do work experience. She had been given a job as a legal secretary in a produc...

It was playing on my mind all month. After returning to the single life, I spent the days wondering about the swift satisfaction I had wrapped in cute skirts and satin panties when I was living at home. Thankfully, I worked part-time in a cafe as a server in one of the local coffee shops, which allowed me to get some money for other expenses. It was around the month of June, and I was in my apartment finishing up an assig...

Alice’s mind was miles away from Father Stephenson’s lecture on the Trail of Tears during 8th period. She’d been an exemplary student all her life, but since turning 18 at the beginning of the school year, she’d been unable to focus on anything but her escape from St. Ignace’s. She might have felt guilty not paying attention to such a horrific story before, but she couldn’t help but watch the second hand of the clock abov...

Warning: All characters in this story are at or above the legal age of 18. This story contains reluctance which may not be suitable for all readers. * * * * * “Save it for outside the classroom, Miss Croft.” The Professor motions with his hand towards the exit. Does he really want me to walk outside in this condition? “Perhaps you should visit the locker room, located in the South wing, before going to any after school co...