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One Lousy Credit! By Sapphire Getting called into school only a couple days before the start of my senior year was not how I had planned to spend the last few days of my summer vacation. First, Principal Kaus can be scary when he wants to be. (You don't get to be the principal of the Circe School for the Gifted and Talented without being an skilled adept, and I'm far enough along with my studies to really understand what that means!) And second, it's dangerous to be around those...
“Does anyone know the underlying causes of World War One?” Daniel asked, drumming his pencil on his palm. He looked across the classroom, spanning for someone to raise their hand. The glazed, hung over looks of his students settled on their faces. “Anyone read last night’s assignment?” He sighed. No one even rustled. “No wonder nobody passed the quiz. Class dismissed for the day, we’ll talk about this next week.” He watched as they packed up their book bags and filed out of the classroom. He...
“Does anyone know the underlying causes of World War One?” Daniel asked, drumming his pencil on his palm. He looked across the classroom, spanning for someone to raise their hand. The glazed, hung over looks of his students settled on their faces. “Anyone read last night’s assignment?” He sighed. No one even rustled. “No wonder nobody passed the quiz. Class dismissed for the day, we’ll talk about this next week.” He watched as they packed up their book bags and filed out of the classroom. He...
Straight SexFrom the moment she walked into his classroom, Naomi was wildly attracted to her Professor. He sparked something within her, ignited a sexual flame that she never knew she had. She spent his lessons fantasizing about him, wondering what was underneath his clothing, the image of her bent over the desk with him behind her, played in her mind. This man was responsible for starting her personal sexual revolution. Something within her was awoken when she first laid eyes on that man.Of course he...
College Sex"Well there is one thing you can do." My ears perked up immediately. "Yes, yes! I'll do anything," I begged. I had just finished giving Mr. West a long story of why I really needed some form of extra credit; I was prepared to do anything, even if that meant throwing away my morals and begging. "Come over here," he said in a rush. I nodded and went over to his side of his desk. He turned his chair towards me and wiggled his pointer finger, signaling for me to come forward. I took steps towards...
InterracialMarketa and Dan, that’s me, two snot nosed, sniffling, stuffed up blue collar working class brats, became good friends before we even learned each other’s name probably because of being left together by ourselves when our mom’s got together to gossip over morning coffee, were often included in things each of our separate families did as if we were family, chose to do most things outside of our immediate families together during childhood whether it was a team activity like basketball, softball,...
About two o'clock the following day a calash, drawn by a pair of magnificent English horses, stopped at the door of Monte Cristo and a person, dressed in a blue coat, with buttons of a similar color, a white waistcoat, over which was displayed a massive gold chain, brown trousers, and a quantity of black hair descending so low over his eyebrows as to leave it doubtful whether it were not artificial so little did its jetty glossiness assimilate with the deep wrinkles stamped on his...
There was a soft knocking at the door, and a sweet voice calling, “Professor?” He glanced up to see a petite blonde hovering uncertainly in his doorway. She shifted back and forth between her feet, fingers tangled together behind her back, the picture of a school girl nervous to talk to her teacher. There was something in her eyes though.“How can I help you, Katherine?” he asked, setting down his pen and leaning back in his chair.As she stepped fully into his office, his eyes widened. Her brown...
Straight SexI'm a professor at a California university in the Economics department. It was finals week lastsemester and I had just finished grading the tests for my class. I had maybe an hour and a half to turnthe grades in to the Dean's office for input into the school's records the next day.A knocking at my door caught my attention. "Come in." I said. In walked a meek-looking young Asiangirl, about 5'1", black hair cut neatly at the shoulders. She was slim, maybe 100-105 lbs., wearing aloose-fitting...
I stood frozen outside of my professors office, my hand raised to knock at the door. I knew I didn't have a choice at this point, it was time for me to face the music. In the last quarter I'd really let my focus go, especially in English (usually my favorite subject). I just couldn't seem to think about work. I kept getting distracted by my professor. Watching his mouth while he lectures and the way he smooths his tie when he's sitting at his desk. I was supposed to be finishing the final draft...
"So, Mr. Killigan, I assume you know why you are here?" I looked up at the headmaster, Professor Dawes, unsure of what to say. Maybe I could get off easy. I really didn't want to leave the university; I'd worked hard to get in for a long time. "Don't play dumb with me, Mr. Killigan. You know exactly why you are here." He pushed a piece of paper across his desk. I looked down at it and gulped. CARTER KILLIGAN was written across the top, and below it, my grades were listed, clear...
AnalI'm a professor at a California university in the Economics department. It was finals week last semester and I had just finished grading the tests for my class. I had maybe an hour and a half to turn the grades in to the Dean's office for input into the school's records the next day.A knocking at my door caught my attention. "Come in." I said. In walked a meek-looking young Asian girl, about 5'1", black hair cut neatly at the shoulders. She was slim, maybe 100-105 lbs., wearing a loose-fitting...
FetishWhen a class teacher decided to target a below average girl by reducing her already down marks. The girl asks the teacher for extra credit but the teacher has some demands from the student. Will the student reject and fail the class or will she accept it to pass the class. Characters: EMILY: STUDENT 18 year old girl. Not good in studies. Doesn't have many friends. Wears Almost non revealing clothes. Virgin. Petite but has d cup breast. Also has a sexy figure. In desperate need to increase her...
TeenHe knocked on the Ms Dyers door at 6:59. She opened the door, wearing a hot pink robe and heels, her hair done in a ponytail, and lightly applied makeup. She walked him through to the spare bedroom. Instructed him to take his clothes off, leaving only his underwear on, and come out when he was ready. He walked out in his boxers. She eyed him up and down, clapping her hands "marvelous" she announced to herself. She then led him to the kitchen, where he noticed a rope, and a blindfold. She...
Trinity: Sexy young teenager, firey brown eyes, light brown long hair, small A cups, curvy, nice ass. Her outfit is a black, revealing button up, a black pleated skirt, fishnet leggings, and purple garters. Black bikini panties, with purple lace and a matching black push-up bra. Mr. Maddix: Younger adult, electric blue eyes, dark brown hair. Long cock, about 7 in. Teacher's clothes. (Do you really care what Neo's wearing ;)) * * * Trinity: You know I was fantasizing about...
‘Well there is one thing you can do.’ My ears perked up immediately. ‘Yes, yes! I’ll do anything,’ I begged. I had just finished giving Mr. West a long story of why I really needed some form of extra credit, I was prepared to do anything, even if that meant throwing away my morals and begging. ‘Come over here,’ he said in a rush. I nodded and went over to his side of his desk. He turned his chair towards me and wiggled his pointer finger, signaling for me to come forward. I took steps...
I had a reputation amongst teachers in school of being a slut that flirts for grades. It worked, and there was a lot of truth in what they were saying. In particular, I was very flirty with my French teacher. he was young and very cute. He loved flirting with me, but my grades in his class were awful. I turned 18 while still in high school, and made sure he knew it. As he flirted more and more, i wore less and less to class. sometimes leaving my panties in my locker and letting his see my...
*My first attempt at a story. Somewhat based on real-life.*After working in a major technological field for over 4 years, I unexpectedly was laid off. After hammering the pavement for weeks without any leads, things were getting a bit tight financially; I was getting worried. As luck would have it, I ran into an old co-worker of mine, Bill, at a birthday party one night. He talked up his position at the local community college as a Professor. He detailed to me that they always needed...
Freshman year was tough. Everyone had warned Chrissy that it would be, buttruthfully she had no idea how hard it would actually turn out to be. Throughout high school she had been able to cruise through her class workvirtually stress-free, graduating with a solid, slightly above the majorityof her class grade point average. She would never admit it aloud, but deepinside she knew that her reputation as an All-American girl probably had givenher the benefit of the doubt with her teachers more...
That Friday the parents had gone away again. They were on one of their weekend date nights. The moment Tommy had learned of their plans, he had been wondering if anything was going to happen between Emily and himself. When his friend, Richard, had called up and asked him if he wanted to go see a movie, Tommy had made some lame excuse that he was busy tonight. He convinced him to change the plans for Saturday night instead. Now all he had to do was wait. He was down in the family room watching...
In college I needed extra credit to pass a class. Luckily, my sociology professor offered a after class project for points. I signed up and showed up to his house as shown in the flyer. Basically he explained that I was to masturbate while he video taped me as part of his research for young males sex habits. As we began to get started. He asks if I was comfortable and I said yes. I began to take off my clothes to begin the self pleasure. He noticed my cock was not up to the task. He offered to...
GayThis is a story about a friend of mine which is my source to this kind of enjoyment. I would've loved to be her... “Natalia, I need you to stay behind after class for some extra credit work.” Mr. Harper said to me. I stay in my seat and watch my class mates walk out of the classroom and into the steady stream of pupils headed to the school entrance. I look at my friends giving them a pleading look before they disappear. They just wink at me, giving me a clear picture in my head at...
SecretThis story takes place about six years ago when I was in high school. I was a senior and very much ready to get the hell out of school. But one thing I did regret was that I would not be able to see Mrs. Shannon again. She was my physical science teacher and one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. I’ll describe her to you the way she looked the very first time I saw her. On the first day of my senior year word was going around campus that there was a new teacher and that she was fine...
‘So, Mr. Killigan, I assume you know why you are here?’ I looked up at the headmaster, Professor Dawes, unsure of what to say. Maybe I could get off easy. I really didn’t want to leave the university, I’d worked hard to get in for a long time. ‘Don’t play dumb with me, Mr. Killigan. You know exactly why you are here.’ He pushed a piece of paper across his desk. I looked down at it and gulped. CARTER KILLIGAN was written across the top, and below it, my grades were listed, clear as...
Introduction: Young college professor fucks colleagues pregnant wife I finished my doctoral degree when I was 26 and took a job at medium sized university in the midwest. In my first semester, I was given three sections of an introductory level course to teach, each with about 100 students. About one third of the way through the semester, one of the students came to my office and introduced herself. Her name was Karen, and she was a faculty wife, and was also very pregnant. She explained...
This story takes place about six years ago when I was in high school. I was a senior and very much ready to get the hell out of school. But one thing I did regret was that I would not be able to see Mrs. Shannon again. She was my physical science teacher and one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. I'll describe her to you the way she looked the very first time I saw her. On the first day of my senior year word was going around campus that there was a new teacher and that she was fine as...
***This story refers to an experience that happened to a friend of mine. I just prefer to write in the first person. It was 3:00 on a Friday afternoon and I was ready to go home. I had the house all to myself this weekend since my parents had decided to go on a fishing trip. After saying goodbye to my friends for the day and promising to call them I finally made my way to my car. Getting in, I put the key in the ignition and started to crank it up. But nothing happened! All of my guy friends...
First TimeSean and I have always gotten along well and it has turned out great. Neither one of us is a slob, so the kitchen and living area stays pretty neat, and we both take turns doing some cooking and the cleaning. Pretty nice, actually. Also, Sean doesn't keep too close an eye on his little sister, me, Lois, though I'm eighteen and he just turned twenty. So, at least I'm not hovered over twenty-four, seven. I've even dated and had a guy back to my room overnight (Strictly platonic. Well,...
It's my brother's second year at the university this year, my first. It's a large school, over twenty thousand students, and our parents decided that it would be best for several reasons (cost, my safety, better housing) that we would share a two-bedroom apartment off-campus. Sean and I have always gotten along well and it has turned out great. Neither one of us is a slob, so the kitchen and living area stays pretty neat, and we both take turns doing some cooking and the cleaning. Pretty nice,...
IncestIt's my brother's second year at the university this year, my first. It's a large school, over twenty thousand students, and our parents decided that it would be best for several reasons (cost, my safety, better housing) that we would share a two-bedroom apartment off-campus. Sean and I have always gotten along well and it has turned out great. Neither one of us is a slob, so the kitchen and living area stays pretty neat, and we both take turns doing some cooking and the cleaning. Pretty...
“And ... and this ... this is Endless Song Echoing Upon the Depths.” Lou had never seen a Upkin diplomat in the flesh before, not since he had first set foot on Earth what felt like weeks but was in actuality years before. But he had seen them on the screen and read about them in book and he had rather foolishly thought that he had maybe gotten at least a fraction of what it was like. He had told himself that it wouldn’t be too shocking, if he mentally prepared himself. I’m really dumb...
Olivia Freemont strode, to all appearances, confidently into Harry Brinkton’s outer office. Her 42DD tits jiggled delightfully with every step. For some reason, though, she was nervous. She couldn’t figure out why. She had run this scam a thousand times before. It was nothing new. All she had to do was show a man a column of bogus numbers, flash some cleavage, or let him feel her up a bit and she would have him hooked. Maybe it was her new pseudonym. She’d never used Olivia Freemont before....
THE DAYS THAT FOLLOWED proved just as strange. For now, Steven traveled eastward on the road and encountered other travelers on a regular basis. But it seemed that the more people he saw, the fewer saw him. Occasionally a traveler would greet him as they passed. Sometimes as he caught up with a slower traveler, they would walk together some few steps, but Steven now was feeling a more urgent need to press forward and soon, even those he spoke to were quickly forgotten. After his first night...
Fort McCoy, Wisconsin Monday, 5:30 AM “Mphfm!” Ok, this is getting ridiculous. Pussy in the morning is nice, and it smells and ... yup, it tastes nice and clean, but there is a tit right in the middle of it! Well, it’s a nicely shaped breast and nipple that is poking between her ... hmm, her who? ... uhh, between her legs. And there are two, minimum, mouths working on my groin. And ... Darn, I am totally buried in women. It must be every woman in the harem, all nine of them. I hope the...
Another example of the forms of intimacy discussed in the Kamasutra includes chumbanas (kissing). The text presents twenty-six forms of kisses, ranging from those appropriate for showing respect and affection, to those during foreplay and sex. Vatsyayana also mentions variations in kissing cultures in different parts of ancient India. The best kiss for an intimate partner, according to kamasutra, is one that is based on the awareness of the avastha (the emotional state of one's partner)...
'Throat Pussy' By Felicia Trans [email protected] I was lying on my back on a motel bed. My head was hanging back off the end, and I was looking upside down at a pair of testicles that were repeatedly slapping against my nose as a large cock thrust in and out of my mouth. I could feel my throat expanding on every in stroke, and then the ball sack was pressed hard against my nose as the cock was pushed all the way into my throat and held there, and I heard a loud grunt as I...
Chloe needs a drink. It’s too early to go home, so she drives to a bar a couple of miles away. It’s a seedy, run down sort of a joint, not her style at all. But right now it suits her frame of mind. After spying on her daughters Chloe is feeling a bit seedy herself. The bartender looks her up and down. Chloe has changed back into her skirt and high heels, and she realizes she’s dressed too nicely for this place. The clientele is blue collar and mostly male. The few women present are dressed...
Getting over a divorce is always rough. In terms of emotional stress, they say that it's the equal of actually having your spouse die. I actually think that it's worse. I'm not a psychiatrist or any kind of professional counselor but I'm sure I'm right. Let's compare the two. When your spouse dies, you lose the person that you've lived with, loved and been emotionally attached to for whatever period of time. After a divorce, the exact same parameters are in effect. The difference is,...
It was late, or early actually, and the moon was setting, looking cold and distant, when the woman came to my blanket. "Please," was all she said, on her knees beside me, her hand at my shoulder. I lifted the edge of the old blanket, and she rolled in, sighing. She was barefoot but fully clothed. I put my hand on her ribs and felt her stays. "How can you sleep in those things?" I asked, sliding my hand up between her full breasts to begin unlacing her strings. "Don't," she said,...
Schon seit ich Jugendlicher bin, hatte ich ein besonderes Verhältnis zur Nacktheit. Mit der Pubertät wurde ich mir bewusst, dass ich mit meiner Nacktheit auch meine Geschlechtsteile anderen Leuten zeige, und diese sich daran sexuell erregen. Ich selbst war ja auch begierig darauf, andere Leute nackt zu sehen und mir bei Frauen deren Brüste und Fötzchen, bei Männern ihr Glied und Hoden anzuschauen. Dass sich andere an meiner eigenen Nacktheit ergötzen und sich damit aufgeilen, wurde mir damit...
From teenage years, Kathy was to say least, over-sexed. In spite of a strict religious upbringing, the genie was let out of the box when she was raped at 15 by an uncle. Within two months she had fucked four more boys. Her life thereafter went through regular phases. For some months she would be the total slut, fucking anybody and everybody, loving been dominated by boys or men, replaying the rape scene. And then the religious side would surface, she would repent and immerse herself in church...
I have to be honest. I don’t remember what movie it was. We did notreally watch it. I had been dating him for a few months at the time. We had been having sex for a few weeks then. I still can’t believe we did it in the movie theatre. The sex with my boyfriend had been great. It was fun and everything but when it happened that time, I had never been so excited. I did not even know we were going to do anything. My boyfriend’s name is David. He is about 6 feet tall, which is great because I am...
ExhibitionismIt was a cold rainy night and I was walking home from work. I like my job, well about as much as you could like working in an office and staring at a computer all day. I was wearing a jacket, slacks and a button up shirt. My face was the 5 o’clock shadow that I get whether it has been 5 days or 5 minutes since I shaved. A small amount of long chest hair poked out of the top of my shirt. I was not really paying attention. I had walked this path home a hundred times before. I had no reason to...
Martin walked out of the small run down office with a feeling of achievement. He had been useless at absolutely everything in his life. Until now that is. Martin has just finished top-of-the-class in a hypnosis course and can now hypnotise nearly anyone. As he stands outside the office, he wonders what he should do with this new gift...
Mind ControlMax Shimmer sat behind his oversized black desk spreading out pictures of the young, blonde actress. Having the ability to recognize talent and to visualize the actor in the part made him a successful Casting Director for a major motion picture studio. Each time he saw his name roll onto the screen during the movie credits, Max felt important. But that was only part of the reason Max loved his job. The livelihoods of struggling young actors and actresses were in his hands. He held the key to...
I love pussy, im not gay bisexual I quess. I love the taste of cum. From the first time my girlfriend. Sucked me off and then kissed me with a mouth full of cum I was hooked. I remember the fisrt time that I tasted another mans cum, now that was a night I will never forget. I met this older married couple, I was 25 and they were in there late forties. I met them online and they were looking for a younger guy to join them. We met at a bar and we all had some drinks and got to know each other.(at...
It was when the call came, it is my father, he enquired about me and my husband and daughters and asked when am I planning to come down, it is three years since we met, I and my two daughters who are aged twelve and nine thought of spending this summer vacation with dad in cochin who is alone after our mom left us when I was only ten, my two brothers are married and staying in separate houses which are nearer to our ancestral house, my father is sixty one now. My husband is working in SBI...
Incestby mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 The Devil's Pact, Tales from the Best Buy Incident: Playing at Cuckoldry Note: This takes place a week after Chapter 3 involving Bill and Erin Connar and how their lives were changed after the Best Buy Incident. The car pulled into the my driveway. It was Saturday night, and I was hiding in my bedroom closet, naked, waiting for my wife to get home with whatever guy she picked up at the bar. My cock was hard in anticipation of watching my loving wife...
That night, I dreamed of Liza. She was in my arms as we laid on her bed, with her back to me. She wasn’t wearing much, just a t-shirt. I kissed her neck and let my hands trail up her t-shirt so that I could fondle her breasts. As I groped her breasts and played with her nipples she let out small gasps. I continued working with her tits for a bit, then let a hand trail down to her pussy. As she felt my hand go down her stomach, I felt her adjust and spread her legs for me. I dipped a single...
This is a sequel to my first story, "Forced to Dress up!" For a couple of months I had been meeting Nancy at her house to dress when everyone else was gone. On this particular day my best friend, David, was away for weekend with his father and Mrs. Jennings wasn't going to be back home until late that evening. That meant an entire day to lounge around in women's clothes and act girlish. Why Nancy let me dress in her clothes I don't really know. She had her reason and I didn't ask for...
"You've got a van run Cyn." "Shit," she muttered under her breath. "Huh?" "Nothing... I'll be right there" she shouted around the corner as she grabbed her black leather jacket. "Damn" she thought to herself, "of all days to wear my new black stiletto boots." Cynthia snatched the van keys off her desk and walked through the double doors that lead to the back offices. Cynthia Nelson was the Assistant Manger at the Springfield Inn, a 200-room hotel located in the heart of...
I kept on walking and walking alone down the shore line in the middle of nowhere. After all, I think it was ideal place for me to be at the moment. I just couldn’t handle being around people after what happened in recent days. Being betrayed by the only friend and girlfriend who you thought was the ONE is tough by itself but when such people are trying to set you up and kill you.. hell, that’s devastating. You fly to the foreign country to save the most precious people in your life just to find...
I can hear the rain outside. The breeze catches the drops and it rattles against the windows like the wind chime in my hallway. My heels ‘nick-nock’ against the wooden floor, as I approach the bedroom door. I’ve been looking forward to this moment for a while. To fulfil your little fantasy. I knew you wanted me, but I didn’t expect such a specific request. It’s funny you live next door to someone and you don’t really know them. But then of course I did know you, but that was a few years back. I...
So dear readers, this is Kishore again with my new experience. Thank you for your immense response for my previous episodes. This is my third in the series. As you know, I enjoyed my Di just before the cradle ceremony of my Di’s daughter and on then the next day, I fully enjoyed her. After that, I fucked and sucked Di daily, bunking college. In these days, a lot of kinky things were done and we were very happy. I explored every charm of di’s body. I fucked her ass, her milky boobs, her mouth...
IncestI will not give the exact age I was in this story for the sake of good sense, but let’s just say I was old enough to have thought about sex often, but not old enough to have done anything with those thoughts. I had a friend, for the purpose of this re-telling we will call him Tommy, who was a very peculiar individual. Tommy was that boy we all knew who seemed to have a host of mental issues. He was overly aggressive, had a foul temper, and a slight lack of good sense and judgement. One trip...
February 2, 1989, Chicago, Illinois “Father, bless!” I said, greeting Father Basil at our usual diner in Bridgeport. “The Lord bless you, Stephen,” he said, making the sign of the cross over my upturned palms. I kissed the back of his hand and then we sat down in a booth. “I haven’t seen you for some time. I talked to Andrei but he said he doesn’t see you, and Tasha hasn’t been to church since last summer.” “A lot has happened since the last time I was at Saint Innocent of Moscow,” I...
“That was the last one,” Ash said, wiping the sweat from her forehead after putting down a cardboard box full of books and then sitting down on it.Matt looked at her, barely suppressing a gasp from the view of her skimpy tank top which had basically melted to her feminine features. It was gradually soaking through and left little to the imagination of how her delicious body would look once bereft of the cumbersome garments obstructing Matt's view. Unfortunately, he thought, she was wearing a...
Quickie SexThe cheers from the crowd, their stamping feet, the dust that falls from the rafters in my small cell. It is time, and I rise from my simple bunk, and stand. Almost in total darkness, I walk the maze of twists and turns, occasionally hearing a whisper as I pass other cells, ‘Good luck Maximus’, ‘Strength and honor, General’ and the like. Bringing me to a small chamber, on the bench lies my armor. On the other side of the room is a door. I know this door very well…the door leads to the...