The last bell of the afternoon finally rang. I hurried down to the toilet block ignoring my school friends and locked myself in a cubicle. Sitting on the closed lid I undid my shoes and kicked them off. Next I unzipped my black trousers and slipped them d...
Class was over. The students in this advanced placement twelfth grade class were filing out. I was behind the wooden lectern where I had just ended a lecture. Some history with a social justice angle that I thought was riveting. Half the kids were awake,...
Debbie attended her interview at Warwick University where her boyfriend Mike was a first-year student. She had acquitted herself excellently during the interview and the professor who conducted it told her he expected that she would be a credit to the uni...
The bonfire roared, even in the pitch darkness surrounding us I could see everyone clearly. Senior year parties were tradition in any part of the world with teenagers, and for once I was happy to oblige. I'd never been one for parties really. People more...
Debbie's mum Susan had met Mike's mum Marion at ten sharp as arranged in the Olde Coffee Shop in the High Street. They greeted each other like old friends and the conversation was soon flowing very nicely. Sue was a stunning natural blonde and Marion coul...
How did it come to this?I’m sitting between my wide-eyed and frankly startled parents, waiting for my name to be called. My mum keeps saying that I haven’t done anything to be ashamed of and that I have done nothing wrong.“It’s all her fault,” she insists...
I started kissing his chest and stomach. My kisses were wet, a dip of tongue before the kiss, leaving little streaks of saliva on his body. I kissed my way up. I had my hands on his waist and my tongue on his nipple. I sat there in my colorful, knit bonne...
I love to masturbate. This is the story of how I turned myself into the bad masturbating slut that I am today. It all started when I was sixteen. I was in high school and I was a good girl at the time. I had never done anything sexual before, in fact I'd...
When I was sixteen, I was sent to a private boarding school to study for my A-levels. The school was run by two sisters, both in their late thirties. Miss Isobel was the headmistress, and Miss Arabella, the deputy headmistress. There weren’t many boys, p...
She was beautiful. From the first moment I saw her walking past my studio windows I was captured. Every afternoon, at the exact same time, she came by and I stopped working and watched her walk into the distance.In the second week, I’d made up my mind; I...
Bless me, for I have sinned… My relationship with David Patterson, my student, was starting to escalate. This was right before I found out what he was. I still saw him as this sweet, shy boy, with more intelligence than he gave himself credit for. I had b...
Ellen felt the covers being pulled down. She stirred, her eyes fluttering. She was in her bed, it felt like. With her pink walls and her red, heart-shaped pillow. But she could see the entire cafeteria of her high school and it was crowded with loud murmu...
Kit spent most of his time alone. He was a bit of a slob and was feeling very lonely. He was looking for someone to spend time with who would help him clean his house. About a week ago he heard a rumor about this service. He didn't believe the rumors but...
Marie arrived home two days after she'd left school. She went straight to the front door, figuring she could grab her luggage later. She wanted to get the confrontation with her parents out of the way.Their contact since she had left for school had been l...
Marie Ormond was glad to be leaving for college. She was tired of all the gossip, and not having any friends. It was a small town populated by smaller minds.Marie loved to write fiction, especially erotic fiction. She had hundreds of erotic stories on her...
