Detention
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Natalie looked at her watch. “Ten past four. Ten past fucking four!” she said to nobody in particular. As far as Natalie was concerned, it wasn’t fair that she was the only one that had been given detention. Okay, she had a reputation with the lecturers for being a bit disruptive but on this occasion, she was trying to hear what Miss Williams was saying. It was that cow Denise that had been sat behind her poking her with a ruler that should be in detention. Typical that Miss Williams should...
Straight SexI sat on a wooden bench outside the principal's office fidgeting and waiting for my audience with the principal of Wilson Elementary School. I think that because I knew that I was guilty the bench seemed even harder than it really was, even so it reminded me of a pew in the church where my parents worshiped before they were divorced. My big mouth had gotten me in trouble with Mrs. Chance, my homeroom teacher and I assumed that our iron-fisted principal, Jan Hunter, would hand out some type of...
Miss Jay stood before me, her pert nose in front of my face. "Martin," she said in her usual scolding tone, "I will not tolerate your attitude any further! Your attitude is disrupting the whole class!" "You're the only one who is disrupting the class," I calmly replied. She moved away from me, her eyes wide with shock, her face flush with anger. "HOW DARE YOU!" she screamed. "HOW DARE YOU TALK BACK AT ME!" For a minute I thought she was going to hit me. Now THAT would have been...
Introduction: My detention with Mr. Embrey I head down the hallway to detention. Ugh. This is SUCH a waste of time. I could be rehearsing lines or doing homework! I decide to dress fashionable one day and everybody panics! I wore my new corset/tank top, a short black skirt, and my black ankle boots. Hey I have a curvy body but Im proud and loving it. I wanna show it off! But no thats inappropriate I enter the room and theres Mr. Embrey. Honestly, I feel bad for the guy. He has to run detention...
“Hey, Gamm,” beamed Aren Collins.“Hey, baby,” the retired grandmother replied. “How are you?”“I’m fine. Thanks! And you?”“Doing good, sweetheart! What’s going on?”“I saved up some money and I want to buy momma’s robe,” shared the soulful, effeminate teen.“Really,” she smiled broadly. “That is so sweet. How much is it.”“$318.50”“Oh my! How about you pay half and then Pops and I will pay the other half.”“Okay, that works! I just needed you to use your credit card for the purchase.”“Absolutely!...
Mr. Graham was one of those antiquated teachers who believed that today’s school students lacked discipline. His desk always had an ample supply of detention slips and he had no reservations in using them to send an errant student to detention. He missed ‘the good old days’ when a teacher was allowed to spank a deserving student and he felt that the new way of thinking, of letting a student express himself, was in his words balderdash. The irony of it all was that Mr. Graham was a high school...
Natalie looked at her watch. “Ten past four. Ten past fucking four!” she said to nobody in particular. As far as Natalie was concerned, it wasn’t fair that she was the only one that had been given detention. Okay, she had a reputation with the lecturers for being a bit disruptive but on this occasion, she was trying to hear what Miss Williams was saying. It was that cow Denise that had been sat behind her poking her with a ruler that should be in detention. Typical that Miss Williams should...
She wrapped her fingers around the handle, turned around and said, ‘Just don’t let them get to you and I’ll see you at lunch.’ My first day at school. Don’t think I’d ever felt so nervous in my whole life before. I could feel every single pair of eyes watch me as i walked to the middle of the class room, barely able to look up. ‘…My name is Mr. Wilson and I’ll be teaching you about Religious Education this year.’ That’s right. I’d sold out, given up and gone against everything i used to stand...
Ms. Robinson was the only teacher at Mickinly High School that all the boys wanted to fuck. She was perfect, with voluptuous breasts and a nice firm ass. Her clothes were always tighter than they should be and she loved the attention it got her. But someone had found out that she wasn’t looking for a man in her life, rather a woman. This didn’t stop the boys from watching her hips dance as she crossed the room, her long brown hair flowing along behind her. I, on the other hand, found it rather...
An hour, a whole hour! For what? You weren't being "inattentive", you were paying a LOT of attention. OK, so maybe ogling the teachers breasts wasn't the right kind of attention, but it's still unfair. Now you're stuck here with her for an hour, and only 5 minutes have passed. The teacher you were staring at was Miss Locke. She wasn't what you would typically consider hot. For a start she was much older than you, maybe 50? Yet sometimes you struggled to keep your eyes off her. Her large milky...
Fetish"Paris Geller, Rory Gilmore, I can scarcely believe it. Of all people I would expect to be standing here in front of me for misbehaving you two are the very last ones. And this close to graduation!" The Chilton Headmaster shook his head sadly and lifted the report from his desk. "Mr. Medina says the pair of you acted like, well he doesn't use the word but 'hooligans' is what comes to MY mind. I have no idea what set you both off but acting like you did." The man slid his glasses down...
John Batchelor hated School. From the boring lessons, to the morons he had to attend class with; and the useless Teachers. In fact the only teacher he did like was his form tutor; Miss Lewis. He could still remmember his first day of Secondary School. He'd been put in a class whose form tutor was an old Battle-axe; Mrs Cooper, all she did was yell all the time. But as he progressed through School he kept noticing Miss Lewis aroung the building, always very well dressed, and made up nicely. The...
FetishIt is a really hot humid summer day. Although I showered only an hour ago, I am already feeling uncomfortable and sweaty, my top and skirt are sticking to me. I wish I had a swimming pool. I look outside the window of my kitchen onto my balcony. The sun is high, the skies are blue and clear, a perfect day to go out and get a tan. I take my new red bikini that I bought online out of its packet. I am home alone so I slip off my denim skirt, kick off my black panties, pull off my blue crop top and...
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Sarah (April Olsen) exits her home and says goodbye to her family inside. Dressed in a private school uniform with glasses and a backpack, Sarah is about to graduate at the top of her class. She may look innocent on the outside, but Sarah secretly longs for excitement … and other women. She slips in her headphones and puts on a punk song as she walks down the road to class… Meanwhile, Andy (Jane Wilde) sits at the base of a tree, legs spread as she dumps the contents of her school...
xmoviesforyouPatti was eighteen and had just graduated high school and was enjoying a sleepover at a school friend's house. Patti was of medium build with brown eyes, short brown hair, small breasts, about 5 feet 6 inches., and knew for most of her life that she was a lesbian but only had a few experiences with her friends but all that was about to change quickly. Patti had managed to seduce her blonde friend and was happily licking the girl's pussy when the girl's mother walked into the room and screamed....
Months passed. No phone call. No email. No nothing. Ma started drinking maybe even using drugs. She hasn't been able to maintain. It seems like everyday we're about to be out on the streets,but thankfully Ma finds away. I've been trying to do my part as the man of the house now. I mow lawns around the neighborhood and picked up a mail route. I also, may sure Johnny is staying out of trouble and staying occupied. My Mom's usually leave him with grandma. I'm too old for that, so she lets me...
On holidays, like Memorial Day and Fourth of July, the Bluebird Diner closed early. It opened for the breakfast shift and the lunch crowd and any late stragglers. Then they would call it a day. It wasn’t just a way to give the help a day off to enjoy the town festivities. There was little business to do. Most people had other plans with picnics or backyard grilling. It was a lot easier to make one long shift for the truncated work day instead of two short ones. Bonnie asked for the day off,...
Ava had been in the waiting room for only twenty minutes before she started fidgeting. She picked at the invisible lint on her skirt, and every couple seconds she would straighten it. Her eyes kept glancing around the room, and she grew more and more embarrassed as the time ticked on. She couldn’t figure out why she was the one sitting in the waiting room of a sex therapist office. Will was the one that had been having the affairs. ‘Surely, he should be here discussing his issues with...
CuckoldLiz came into our life in the 80's. My wife, Ellen had met her in church. As new arrivals to our small town they had been introduced to everyone. She was married with three small k**s, two at school and one younger. He husband was very sick and they had moved here as his parents had a cottage nearby and they thought it would be good to live here and had the parents up during spring and summer. My wife being the way she is volunteered my services to them if they had any jobs bought the house...
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She brought the car to a stop and leaned back in the seat, closing her eyes to rest her head for a moment. The drive though only ninety minutes had been exhausting. Had she known how much traffic there would be on a weekday afternoon she wondered if she would have made the trip alone. Compared to bearing a child the drive had not been that bad, she thought. She opened her eyes and looked around. Beyond the sea wall the water was kicking up small whitecaps that spilled half way up the beach...
One afternoon after sex with my husband that left me unfinnished I had to go into work to get a few things done, it was a weekend day so I would be all alone. I got to my office and I have a window the looks out over a busy street.we have shades on the windows so no one can see in but we can see out. Well I have played around before here alone knowing I cant be seen. so i thought now would be a good time. I turned my chair around looking out the window and unhooked my bra and took it off. I sat...
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Well, Doc, I guess it all started when I was 12 and my cousin Tina dropped her twat right on my face. She didn't mean to — we were wrestling and she got me in one of those knee holds. Only her skirt slipped up and I got her twat shoved right up against my nose for 20, maybe 30 seconds. After that, I used to dream about Tina's twat. I'd wake up with the sheets drenched and my fingers still two knuckles up my own hole. I tried to get a whiff of other girls, of course. I'd steal panties from...
I crawled up on the bed, positioned myself between her legs and took both of my hands and slowly put them on her tummy and started to do a very soft, seductive dance with my fingers. I felt her shiver and tremble beneath my touch, and took both of my index fingers and put them in her pussy at the same time, only about an inch inside. She made a purring sound much like from a kitten when you pet them so much they purr and push their back against you. So, I moved my face down to the other kind...
Ye bat tabki hai jab mai 19 saal ka hua tha mere ghar me kaam karne wali naukrani ko papa ki ghadi churane ke ilzaam me nikal diya gaya fir mere ghar mein nayi naukrani aayi uska naam sunaina tha …. Wo kamsin kali si 18 saal ki ladki thi or wo bahut patli mujhse bhi choti 5.3 ki hogi uske bubbu kuch khaas bade nahi the wo 1 anaar k baraabar ka 1 bubbu tha or uske nipple jo uske suit se dikhte the ek anaar k daane k barabar honge wo kaali thi lekin bahut attractive thi kothe ki chudail lagti thi...
For years I had been driving my mother up to visit her girlfriend. Ever since I had turned sixteen, gotten my license, I'd taken mom on her monthly pilgrimage to spend the day visiting with her long time friend during the summer months. It wasn't like it was a cross-country trip, but mom hated driving on the freeway. And I didn't mind taking her as Valerie; mom's friend had a couple of sweet looking twin daughters. I'd become friends with them too and we'd spent some interesting moments...
This is a continuing story. Please read Parts 1 - 4 to understand where I am in my sexual development. My boyfriend soon recovered from his tonsillitis. It was easily apparent to him that his brother and I were more ‘familiar’ than before he was sick. His brother just grabbed me one day when he came in and rubbed his hands over my breasts and scooped them under my arse and rubbed me between the legs, then left. “Has he done that often”? I was asked. “Yeah, a bit” I replied. “Anything...
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This story contains some material that may be considered offensive to the closed-minded. If you are under 18 years of age, or whatever the legal age is where you live, you should close this page immediately. The same goes for all you folks who happen to be offended by transgendered ideas and references. With that said, to those few of you who remain, enjoy what's here. Author's Note: First of all, forgive the writing. This is my very first attempt. For the most part, this is the story...
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All things considered it had been a real good party actually. Not that I'd wanted to go because I hadn't been in the mood for enjoying myself for sometime by then. But seeing old friends and having the odd dance with a good looking woman can do wonders for your self-esteem; I'd kind of forgotten about that in the intervening year since I'd last attended one of the Mallory's shindigs Eventually eight months after the divorce was final some of my friends had persuaded me to turn up at one...
=== Unforgotten === by Trismegistus Shandy This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. You may repost it on other sites, for instance, or write new stories based on it, as long as you give me credit and release your own stories under the same license. My other stories on this site are released under Creative Commons license as well, though I may have forgotten to put the license notice on some of...
The next morning we were up before the sun was up. We sort of quickly showered ... making love along the way, dressed and were at O’Hare for the first flight of the day to New York. We went from JFK to City Hall and the Clerk’s office and had the marriage license in our hands within a half hour. We then went to Anne’s place. We ate dinner had a drink and went to bed and made love all night long. We were going to get married in a day or two. We would be man and wife, spouses, a couple, joined...
The DungeonSomewhere beneath the cellars of a secluded castle you will find a fully equipped bdsm space . In one corner Jane is sitting on her knees in a cage , and gagged with a ball gag . On the stairs sounded the steps of the Master, they come steadily closer. Tense wait Jane on what is to come . Master enter the room without saying anything , he makes the cage and makes the chains that Jane was chained to the bottom of the cage . Master field to its right to stand. It carries out its back...
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‘Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ aliiiiii, hiiii, ha-haiiiiiii, iiive, haaa yehaa-aah!’ I put my head in my hands to try to escape Vaughn’s Bee Gees routine, and the round of stares and giggles it had brought from the crowd of teenagers nearby. It was early Saturday evening, and I was in for the long haul at the music section of the bookstore. In no shape to deal with customers or my coworkers’ insanities was I, five-thirty and I still felt hungover, having put away most of a bottle of Malibu at Lou’s...
Es ist schon einige Jahre her, es war auf meinem 18. Geburtstag.Ich hatte eine Party für meine Freunde und Freundinnen gegeben.Wir hatte alle reichlich getrunken und irgendwie kamen wir auf die Idee uns alle auszuziehen.Als wir so nackend waren floss noch mehr Alkohol und die Stimmung wurde immer heißer.Wir machten nun das Spiel Flaschen drehen.Die Mädchen setzten sich in einen Kreis und die Jungens setzten sich in einen Kreis.Nun drehten wir Mädchen eine Flasche und das Mädchen auf den der...
I heard Claire crying in her room and I knocked at the door. "Claire can I come in" was all I asked. "No go away" she called out. I knew what this was about. Poor Claire was a slut in the eye's of the school. She had sex with Roger and David at the same time; Roger had told her if she loved him then she would do it. The only problem was both Roger and David were bragging about it at school. Claire did not see my black eye or the bruises I got fist fighting David, he was the bigger and...
This story you will enjoy. One day I was sleeping on the verandha of my relatives house.It was a full moon day. There was entire darkness and no one can see a person nearby.I woke by a strange sound of a old man and a grandlady. He was at 68 and she would be 65 years old beautiful lady.He told her loudly to approach and to fuck her as he was naked.She told that I would get up and see their fucking.But he did not bother about anything. He now wants to fuck her.She told him...
A well dressed, handsome man in his 40s held the door for her and she ducked inside and shook off the cold. She slowly peeled off her jacket as she hopped up on a stool at the end of the bar. Her friends from work left their table to join her and entered into a competition to buy her first drink. She was the only female in an office full of men that lusted after her during the daytime hours and thought of her when they were with their wives. The bartender laughed and sat a Long Island iced...
I was heading out of the office when the principal, Mr. Hardy, sees me and asks me to come into his office. I follow him, and he shuts the door behind us. As we take our seats, he says, “Mr. Doherty (the Judo Sensei) came to see me about an idea you had. He said you wanted to start teaching swords in his class.” “I wasn’t talking about sword fighting, and I sure wasn’t talking about giving students swords. I wouldn’t arm a class.” “I suppose I chose my words poorly. He said you proposed to...