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Jemma-

I finish applying the eye shadow and sit back in the chair giving my soft brown hair a final brush, then shake my head so it spreads naturally down my back.

I check my breasts, the new lace bra giving them a little more lift... not that I even need a bra but it makes me feel good anyway. My tits may be kind of small, but they're firm and cute anyway. I run my hands over them, feeling a shiver of delight, imagining they were in Billy's hands...

'Oh Billy Watkins'.. My hand wanders up my thigh, tugging the blue pleated school skirt higher than its mid thigh length, delightful tingles run through me for a moment .. ‘Damn... no time for that... got to get to school’. I tug up my white socks making sure they are of even height just below my knees, adjust the blue and white tie so it's loose around my neck, over the white short sleeved blouse that hangs down past the top of my skirt. I spin around in front of the mirror making sure I look my best for Billy... He promised her would dump her. He promised, and I believe him this time through there's still that doubt in the back of my mind..

Ariel-

I'm sitting all alone, behind a dense clump of bushes... holding my old root saw. It's mean and ugly looking...rusty...dirty.... seven inches of nasty. I like to fondle it.... imagine how it would feel if... but no. I might not be able to stop. Better use less dangerous toys.... sticks, stiff hairbrushes, hot water..... Stuff that can hurt without being lethal.

I gave root saws to both my Bitches.... and one to Billy too, 'cause we would be less likely to be suspended for carrying a garden tool than and actual knife.

Why do I hurt myself? I dunno...... but I always feel the need.... the deep burning compulsion to feel the pain... always have.... even as a little kid.... though it's worse now.... worse than ever.... I've learned to keep it hidden.... since my dad caught me hurting my tummy with a sharp stick when I was thirteen... "Ariel!.... what the fuck are you doing!!!?" My face suddenly hot with the blush of shame..... We never talked about it later..... never. That's ok with me. After that, I learned to be careful.

The kids at school call me "Rebel"..... fitting since that's my last name... Ariel Rebel.... 17 year old pain freak.

Jemma-

I felt so happy walking to school. Now I will have someone to take me to the ball in two weeks time. I cant wait to show off my wonderful blue ball gown dress...’Oh Billy’......

"Hi Jemma" Emma comes running over the road just before the school gates, an impish smile lighting up her pretty face. her 5' 2" slim figure and jet black hair... evidence of the Indian in her bloodline.

"Hi Emma.. how did that date go?"

"Don't ask... he just wanted to get his hands on my tits... didn't even kiss me first....... Anything on the Billy front dare I ask? "

I Grin... "He's dumping her...he should have told her by now".. I cross my fingers... " tried to ring him but his phone's off, so don't know....

"You need to be careful... I wouldn't want to be in your shoes when..." Emma suddenly goes quiet...

"Don’t look now but"... She takes my hand, "Run!"

I don't need to be told twice, I only get a glance at the thee girls, one throwing her cigarette to the ground as she stares at me, the other two already moving to block our entry into the safety of the school building but they are far from the entrance and we bust through the doors giggling and relieved..

"She don't look too happy," Emma says as we walk the corridors to the classroom..

"No." I grin feeling my heart race certain now that Billy has told her.. But where is he?

Ariel-

It's not even light out, but I couldn't sleep..... dreamin' about Jemma.... that little Sophomore with the awesome tits.... I just can't get her out of my head... I lock myself in the bathroom, and start pressing the duct tape over my pussy...pressing it hard so it sticks to my pubes... then more of it across my tummy, and all down the insides of my thighs... then I pull a long strip up high..... and standing in my tip toes, I wrap it around the towel rack at the top of the closet door. I close my eyes..... imagine.....imagine I don't even know what..... just some nameless monster I guess... and as I sink slowly to the floor, the tape begins to hurt me... leaving red welts and bruises as it pulls against my skin..... and my pussy hair...... oohhhh.... it feels like claws ripping into my flesh....... but as I whimper....quietly.....can't wake Mom and Dad..... I imagine my blood gushing out of me as I die...... but it's not me..... not me feeling this..... it's Jemma..... sweet little Jemma... Why am I so fucked up? And why can't I stop thinking about her when I hurt myself?

Later... on the way to school... the warmth of the duct tape adventure still making my cunt, belly and thighs tingle, I meet up with the Bitches. That's what we call ourselves.... Sally, Pam, and me... the three Bitches..... meanest girls in the school. We are sharing a cigarette before the bell rings, and I get a text from Billy.... the fuckin' creep...... says we need space..... we need to see other people..... we need.... we need..... hmmmm.

I see Jemma standing outside the front door of the school.... and I know...... I know "Other People" means Billy wants her. Well..... I want her too.

Tried to kiss her once..... didn't work out too well... Fuck it..... I don't care what she wants..... I'll give her what I want to give her. I toss my cig butt down as I stare at her..... so beautiful....pure....sweet..... I can't stand the thought of Billy sticking his dick into her. I don't give a shit about him....but I know I want to own that little piece of fifteen year old ass..... I want to own her....hurt her..... kill her....... God.... I feel my anger rise with my sexual passion... She sees me.... and her pretty eyes get real wide..... I love the look of fear in Jemma's eyes just before she turns and bolts into the safety of the school with her little Packi friend.

Jemma-

I'm all of a flutter as I read the text under the desk .. I can hardly contain my excitement... "Dumped her... sorry it took so long... Now I've been dragged down to my grandparent's. Gran had a heart attack but shes doing fine... let you know when I’m back.. Oh, and I will be honored to escort you to the ball xxx. "

I'll send a reply later. Don't want to get my phone confiscated... I give Emma a nudge and slide her the phone... she reads and grins.... "That will really piss Rebel off" she whispers, glad someone has actually managed to get one over on the Bitch.

I know I'm going to have to deal with Arial, but she and her brats have had their final warning and will be kicked out of school if there's another incident. Still, I'm not taking any chances... I do feel sorry for her though, we used to kind of be friends until......... I'm still confused about the incident and my feelings.. Sometimes I wish I hadn't reacted the way I did and wonder what would have happened given a little time to understand myself.....But she turned on me, she changed almost overnight and now..... .

I sit alone in the Library eating the Sandwiches mom makes up every day including a little fancy cake, sweets or some other treat... There's always a member of staff here, a safe place for anyone feeling vulnerable.. I would much rather be in the cafeteria with my friends, but for the next few weeks I'd better try and keep away from the Bitches, let things calm down until Billy gets back..... I know Arial will probably try to get to me somehow. I can handle her on her own, maybe... but not with Sally and Pam backing her up.

I'm thinking home time might be a problem but if I hang back in school they might think I left early or just get fed up waiting... Hell they might not even bother with me anyway...

I shut my eyes falling into a daydream, Dressed in my sparkly blue ball gown walking down the steps into the ballroom, Billy holding my hand, dancing the night away, the kiss at the end of the night, so passionate it makes me tingle... I try not to think further than that kiss aware of the nice feelings in my body and the moistness in my panties...

I'm bought out of the dream by the draft of air from the door opening wondering who just came in...

Jemma looks up, half expecting to see Ariel or her bitches... but it's just some kid she doesn't know. Spiked hair and pierced eyebrow... wonder how he avoids the headmaster's random purges of questionable fashion statements? Looks kinda odd with the school tie. Then the punky kid sidles up to her...

" You Craven?" he mumbles through broken rotty looking teeth.... Jemma suddenly thinks he looks a little like a young Shane McGowan.... the guy from the Pogues...

"Yeah..... Jemma Craven..... that's me."

"Well, I'm Spike.... Billy's mate. He asked me to kinda keep watch over ye."

Jemma looks the kid up and down... looks like pretty much anyone could break the skinny chap in two, but, it's a nice gesture, she supposes.

"Thanks....uh.... Spike."

"No problem.... Billy's like a brother, ya know.... so anyway..... The Bitches are going to be lookin' to kick your cute little ass after school... they'll be watchin' your usual route home.... so meet me by the back door.. ya know.... behind the gym... next to the janitor's closet. It's an emergency exit, but I can jimmy the alarm... Then you can take the high road through the field and up the wooded path... while Ariel and company are watching the low road... might take you a little longer, but at least ye'll get home in one piece."

The sound of the bell makes Jemma jump a little... oops... time to get to class. "Thanks Spike" and it's back into the crowded hall and off to English.

Ariel-

School sucks.... Billy sucks..... I need to bugger off... but fuck it's rainin'... why does it have to be rainin? Oh fuck.... I don't care... "off she goes" into the chilly drizzle.... gotta be alone.... gotta think.... sort out what I'm feelin'....

Ariel Rebel.... a cute little tough kid... stomping through the puddles in her combat boots, short kilt style skirt and a bomber jacket... left her stupid school uniform in her gym locker... Under the jacket she's nude... She heads for the woody park... nobody likely to be around in the rain... and she imagines some guy with a gun... pointing right at her belly.... "Put your hands on your head!" she obeys the order..... but he is still pointing the gun at her... except it's not her belly really..... it's Jemma Craven's Belly.... and she feels the hot...burning impact as the slug chews into her below her navel...

Ariel falls to her hands and knees.... feeling the pain of the imaginary bullet..... and sobs in anger and frustration.... and for the first time she thinks maybe she really will kill Jemma... "Maybe that's the only way to get the little slut out of my head."

Jemma-

The afternoon goes slowly and my thoughts focus more and more on getting home.. I don't want to sneak out like some frightened school kid, but then, I am frightened of the rebels, everyone is. Even Emma wont walk home with me at the moment... and I wouldn't ask her anyway...

I manage to send a text to Billy thanking him for sending Spike to help me.. Its a good plan sneaking out the back and one I can use again.

The bell goes signalling end of school... the sudden loudness of voices and the bustle of activity as everyone scurries for home... Emma gives me a hug... "Good luck" Then she’s gone leaving me heading around to the back of the school.. a moment later I get a text from Emma.. "Sally and Pam hanging at the gate... can't see Rebel... "

I suspect Arial is going through the school trying to flush me out,, better hurry..

Spike is there waiting by the Janitors closet.. "I dun the alarm.. hurry I don't wanna get caught" I follow the wiry kid through the half open door and look out across the open field feeling the heavy rain already soaking into my blouse. "Always fuckin raining"... I turn to thank Spike, but the door has already closed leaving me no choice but to run for it.

My jacket and umbrella are both back in my locker... I had considered risking a stop to retrieve them, but decided against it. A little drizzle never did anyone any harm.. but this real heavy stuff now. My low flat shoes splashing across the saturated grass sloshing muddy water up my white socks... My back pack does little to protect my hair and I have given up holding it over my head by the time I reach the fence. I'm totally soaked by the time I'm squeezing through the gap in the wire where the boys sneak in to play football out of school hours..

I hasn't made much difference whether I walked or ran. I'm soaked through by the time I reach the woods.. The water just streamed through my hair and down my face, my blouse must be totally see- through, clinging to my skin, the lower parts of my breasts thankfully hidden by the lace bra.. my skirt becoming heavy and waterlogged, clinging to my thighs and threatening to slip down under the weight....

Picking my way around the puddles trying to keep my shoes at least dry inside.. I'm about half way through the woods approaching a huge oak, a welcome site, the rain easing under its huge canopy, a place to stop for a moment and wipe the rain from my eyes.. I pop my bag against the huge trunk and wipe my face with my hands smoothing off some of the water...I try to peel my top away from my skin but it just clings back again... feeling cold and clammy, yet quite erotic against my flesh... I little rush goes all the way through me at the naughty thought in my mind... I look back the way I came.. no one is ever going to come down here in this weather...

Even my bra is wet, my little nipples suddenly big and hard poking through... Another quick check down the path, my one mistake not checking around the other side of the oak.... a twig snapping under foot as I adjust my position pulling up the clinging skirt and sliding my hand up the inside of my thigh...into my wet panties, my fingers finding my clit... I'm leaning back against the rough bark of the oak, enjoying the water running from my hair down my face I let my other hand kneed over my breasts as I shut my eyes and enjoy all the different sensations running through my young body... groaning and grunting, slowly guiding myself through two glorious orgasms...

Ariel -

I'm so fucked up.... I don't know what I want....what I'm doin'.... but I'm leaning my back against this big tree, tryin; to dry off a little, and I'm poking at my belly with a bit of broken branch.... imagining it's something much worse... killing me.... then I hear a little snap.... like a twig.... I creep around the trunk and Jesus.... it's her.... and oh...fuck.....she has her skirt hoisted up, her thighs bare and beautiful...she is digging her nails into her tit with her other hand..... oh fuck.... she's cummin' cummin' oh.....shit...... so am I.

I watch her.... she is so beautiful... soaking wet....frigging herself...her back arched, head thrown back..... her soggy brown bangs nearly covering her eyes..... then she opens her eyes.... and opens them wider as she sees me. A bolt of lightning hits me in the tummy as I see the fear in her lovely brown eyes.... like a frightened fawn...staring at a panther within easy striking distance. I'm so fucked up...... I feel a tear fill my eye and trace a slow path down my cheek as I look at her.... just look at her...... God..... I want her so bad......

Jemma-

As I open my eyes I think I must be seeing things... how did... what..... I don't understand..... The last person in the world I wanted to see was Arial standing in front of me, legs slightly apart, a wet leather bomber jacket parted down the center, exposing the bare flesh of her tummy and only just hiding her firm young breasts, her body as wet and as sexy as mine.. I’m frozen there for a moment with my hand still in my panties expecting the other two to appear and start taunting me, but no... it's just Arial, looking so very mean and alluring at the same time... I want to run.. fear and excitement pound through my body at the same time. Despite the compromising situation, I have to stand up to her.

I have to end this here and now.... I notice a good solid log on the ground I can use as a weapon if I need too... but I don't want to hurt her... I never did...

We just stand there staring at each other for the moment, I cant read what’s going on behind those dark eyes but guess its nothing good for me..I think again about running but she’s faster and stronger and I know this is it.. the showdown.

Ariel-

Poor Jemma... she looks so scared..... Am I really that scary? I know I've been mean..... but....

"Hey..." I say, trying to sound gentle.... like friendly even.... "Hey.... look who I found... or didja find me?"

Then I even try to smile. I'm not used to it, but it feels right. She looks like she's ready to bolt.

"Your beautiful, ya know?.... like.... really really beautiful.... I tried to kiss ya once.... remember?"

She's scared, but she nods her pretty head. I feel another tear roll down my cheek, fuck I hope she thinks it's just rain... "I remember too. Our lips almost met... then you turned away... I'm sorry ya didn't like it."

I feel a tightness in my throat... hard to swallow.... "I kinda wanted you to like it.... to like me..."

As I am talking to her, I am very slowly coming closer... she really is so beautiful...I could get lost in those deep brown eyes... I saw ya touching yourself..... ya know what? I was on the other side of the tree doin' the same fuckin' thing to myself .... ain't that funny?"

Jemma almost smiles.... I take a tentative step closer... I'm so fucked up.... I love her......I hate her...... I want to kiss her..... I want .....i want..... I dunno.... One more step...and she still hasn't made a break for it.... I'm close enough now to catch her if she tries.... I reach out real slow, and whisper her name..."Jemma..." as my fingers gently caress her cheek. Her eyes are still wide... but not quite as frightened as I lean my face in towards hers. I can smell her breath.... sweet... pure..... our lips drawing close... and she hasn't turned her head away yet...

Jemma-

I want to run but.... Christ is that a tear?... oh god so confused.... such wild beauty. Oh fuck I can almost see her breast.. so cute, so teasing... why is she naked under that jacket? .... they say she’s fucked up... why does that make me want her more? ... I dunno... can I trust her?... is this just another ploy to get me?.... I tingle as her hand touches my cheek.. I should shove her away... but I need to know... I want to know...... Her lips so close to mine, eyes penetrating my defenses, hand so soft holding my cheek... I try to think of Billy but I cant even picture his face.. its not him I want... not now... he doesn't make me feel like this...

I part my lips a little in anticipation, her breath on my face now... lips touching, emotions exploding... she pulls away looks into my eyes... for a moment I can see such love... I’m shaking like a leaf in a storm as I lean forward, kissing.. tongues exploring, such passion...her hands in my hair mine inside her wet jacket exploring her lovely naked back... I cant help myself, our legs entwine, Arial pushing me against the tree jamming her thigh against my wet panties pushing against my sex.......

I lift my leg up between hers push my foot against the tree allowing Arial to slide her pussy over my thigh, her hands trying to push up into my wet bra as mine feel and squeeze her lovely firm breasts... The kissing is wild and breathless until or lips are forced to part as we grunt and scream out our pleasure like wild animals. I hold Arial so tight as she shudders against me, tears steaming down both our cheeks.... I just want this moment to last forever and ever.. I never want to let her go again...

"I love you....." I whisper. "I love you so much so ... I think I always have.... "

Ariel-

God.... I love the taste of her mouth.... the feel of her firm wonderful breasts.....so sexy...her soaking wet clothes clinging to her slender little body..... I have wanted her so long..... I whisper in her ear as she closes her eyes and smiles so sweetly...

"I love you too."

and I slam the root saw deep into her belly.

"But I'm so fucked up......."

The blade is old.....caked with rust and dirt. I have to push it into her really hard. Her lovely eyes wide with surprise as she feels the pain explode deep in her tender guts. Her mouth wide...trying to scream as I kiss her again....my tongue exploring deep and wet as she gasps and grunts out a little squeak.

The blade is so dull.... it doesn't cut...it rips and tears. I look down at her tummy with the root saw buried in her.... fuckin' hot... and I kiss her again as I begin to twist it in her..... she squirms so wonderfully as I kiss her goodbye. I pull the blade out..... just to see her bleed.

Then I plunge it in to her softness again...and pull it back....then in again....out and in...the teeth ripping a jagged path upward as it tears her tender flesh...opening a long gaping gash.

Jemma sinks slowly.... her eyes wide with surprise and loss.... and an undeniable sense of betrayal....like she is thinking " it's not fair...." as her guts peek out of the wound.

Poor little Jemma..... she sinks till her cute little bottom hits the ground.... her knees up as she clutches at her torn belly... sobbing and trembling...trying to keep breathing..... it hurts.... I can see that in her eyes..... it really fuckin'' hurts.

I wish.... I wish.... i wish I could feel what she is feeling.

Jemma-

It was like a punch.. for a moment I thought that’s all it was... I can't believe it... after what we did... Oh god.. the pain.. what’s happening.. can't breathe...” no stop.. you’re..... hurting meeee” but no words actually come from my wide open mouth. Her arm thrusts against me... her lovely eyes suddenly so dark... so mean... I'm frightened to look.. so frightened but I need to see... see the rusty metal sticking out of my tummy.. oh god no.. shes...shes killing me... please don't please...

The tears steam down my face.. how could she.. got to get away.. no don’t kiss me.. don’t.. "Uugggg.....Uugggg" I try to grasp her hands to stop her from ripping me open.. again and again sawing.. so much pain... so much blood... got to run.. my legs won't work. no... noooo... sliding down the tree.... now, just sitting here... guts oozing out of my belly, between my fingers...

I look up at Ariel, she looks like an angel, so pretty yet so evil.. I feel so sorry for her...

I manage to breathe just a bit, every breath hurts like fuck.. "Please..... ........ don’t kill me oh please don’t..... please............................GOD...it hurts so bad”

I see my blood dripping from the blade in Ariel's bloody hand... I'm praying she wont hurt me any more... wondering how I'm going to get home, can I get home?... I try to move but nothing works, my legs won't obey me and my hands just shake... so much blood soaking into my blouse, washing away in the rain... This can't be happening.. it just can't.. I look past Ariel's legs down the path.. someone’s coming... someone must come.... please someone help me... I can't die... I just can't.... I look up at Ariel again, feeling so cold, my eyes pleading with her to save me... I open my mouth to beg. but my stomach heaves up blood which flows from my lips soaking into the wet blouse over my shuddering breasts.

Ariel-

I watch in grizzly fascination.... oh Jemma...... sweet Jemma..... she stares at me...her big brown eyes wet with tears and accusation..... Then she gasps in a little breath and I hear her faint whisper...."Please......God...it hurts.....so......baaad...." and another orgasm rocks me, body and soul. God....... I want to feel it.....feel it..... I'm actually jealous ... of this dying girl.... I clutch the root saw in both hands, pointing it at my own tummy as I watch Jemma twitch and bleed.... she tries to say something else... but a gush of blood fills her mouth and chokes off her voice in a fit of gagging. I push the point into myself.... but not too deep... It feels so awesome.... burns.... I twist it a little, and feel my own blood trickling down the white skin of my lower belly...

Jemma looks far away now... like she is staring into the gates of Hell. I pull the blade out of my belly before I succumb to the temptation to totally skewer myself.... I want a taste.... not the whole feast I just fed to Jemma. I drag the teeth of the saw across the inside of my thigh.... up near my pussy... tearing a shallow gash. more blood.... more delicious pain..... I pierce my right breast... underneath.... ripping into fatty tissue, and I almost pass out from how much it hurts.... I wipe the handle and blade clean on my skirt, to remove any fingerprints... and holding it with my hand covered in cloth, I fling it into the dense bushes. Then I reach into the side pocket of my mini kilt and pull out the plastic bag containing the other root saw, the one with Billy's fingerprints all over it... and stick it deep in Jemma's wound. She hardly twitches... poor little girl is almost gone now... I pull out my cell and dial emergency.... "Help us..... please.... we've been attacked.... I'm bleedin' and I think my girlfriend is dead..... please hurry...... the big oak in the park..... yeah..... thas' right.... behind the high school..."

I take off my bomber jacket and lay it over Jemma's twitching body, to keep the rain from washing away Billy's fingerprints. I'm cold.... but I love the feel of the icy rain on my naked tits.

I lean forward, kiss Jemma goodbye.... and then I pass out.

Jemma-

I fight with every last little bit of concentration to stay conscious..Every tiny breath is such an effort, my head just lolls to the side and my eyes just stare pathetically upwards. I'm barely aware of the blade being thrust back into my belly, the pain just doesn't register anymore..... Everything is becoming like a confusing dream, the only sensation left is the sound... the sound of Ariel's voice talking... to who.... emergency services?... it's too late.. ..Oh god.. she’s setting up Billy.... evil bitch..... but Billy’s at his Gran's a hundred miles away.. she won't know that.. stupid bitch. For a second I feel relieved knowing she will be caught... Then nothing matters anymore as all my memories and thoughts just vanish into a meaningless blackness...

But of course.... Billy was never at Grandma's house.... it was just a line he was feeding you, Jemma... he's been shagging Ariel the whole time....and now he's fucked... just like you.[/b]

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Chapter 1 I went to a medium-sized college on the West Coast that had coed dorms available to third- and fourth-year students and I went and filled out an application, being first, curious, and, secondly, very horny. Well, you never know, right? The housing cost was the same, so I did it. In filling out the request, there was a place to fill in if you wanted a roommate of your sex or the opposite sex. That's when I knew this was the right choice. I had already been amazed at the liberal...

School Days Daze

"Hey. Hey dumbass wake up!" A quick shove and you start tumbling out of bed. "Fucking dammit, Mason!" Your kid brother had the annoying habit of pushing you out of bed whenever it suited him. Not that your mother would ever let you do something about it. You feel a heavy weight and thinking it was Mason you try (and fail) to push him off. "Nice try, dickhead. Open your damn eyes." You do as you're told and are greeted by a attractive man wearing a fedora and suit. "What the fu-mmhp!" The man...

Skooldaze

Afterwards, Tammy Spencer would say that she had no choice, she just had to do it. Her motives were perfectly decent, after all. She hadn't meant to spy on anybody. It was just that she needed to use some of the books in the reserved section of the Clinton High School library, so she hid under a study table and remained there after closing time. Tammy knew it was against the rules, but she really didn't see how it could hurt anybody. Tammy, a straight-A student, was determined to maintain...

Getting a Room MChapter 3 Holidaze

That Sunday, Bill drove Carolyn home from church. He parked and offered to walk her to her door. Of course, he was thinking of the goodbye kiss at that door. “No,” she said. She reached over and pulled his face into a kiss. Their tongues dueled. Minutes later, she pushed his face away. “That’s enough. We can say goodbye here. Goodbye” “Goodbye.” He watched in the mirror as she walked to the door of the dorm. Someday, he’d promised her, he would understand her. That day was looking more...

Getting a Room FChapter 4 Holidaze

Monday, she flew from O’Hare to Little Rock with two suitcases, one of them empty in expectation of loot. She had gone through a struggle with her family the first two years of college. She’d been an adult, and Mama and Daddy had kept thinking of her as a kid. Now that she was a graduate student, they still did, but she’d stopped minding. She was an adult; her world saw her as an adult. Mama and Daddy’s delusions were their delusions and quite unimportant. Besides, it was fun to be a kid at...

Dog Daze

‘Ariel, don’t you dare pee on the bed!’ I smiled at my little joke. Ariel wouldn’t do that, of course. Ariel was my adorable, prize-winning Yorkshire Terrier, and she was far too well behaved for that kind of behavior. I had brushed her coat until it shined, and now it was time for our walk. I attached the leash to her harness and we made our way towards the front door. We stopped briefly by the full-length mirror and made a final inspection. My black hair was cut to perfection and I looked...

LEXI AND SASHA SORORITY DAZE

The following is a recollection from my college years. Individual names and the name of the sorority have been changed for reasons of privacy. “Sasha? Sasha?” Slowly the sound of my name drew me out of my daydream. I looked up at the middle-aged Mrs. Dullwater in annoyance. She returned my look over the top of her reading glasses with a lofty stare of superiority. In a lecturing tone, she observed, “Sasha, as a senior at this college, AND the president of your sorority, you really should...

Skool Daze

The metallic scream of the bell heralded yet another hour of torment for Nicholas Wellings. It was 10 o’clock Tuesday morning and time for another 60 minutes of mind destroying mathematics. The very mention of the word arithmetic sent a wave of nausea through Wellings’ stomach. Within the confines of the maths room his body co-ordination seemed to leave him, his very thoughts became disjointed, chaotic. Such was the extent of fear this subject instilled within him. The very idea of being...

Memorial Daze

Signing to Sherry ‘I’m not lying. Joe and his friend held me down in the basement and raped me!” Tears in my eyes as the look of disbelief on the face of my so called best friend tells me she doesn’t believe my story.As if she can’t help but see the bruises all over my arms, the dried cum on and between my thighs or the torn night gown I was wearing when I went to bed. “Okay say I believe you, just how did they find you alone, in the basement dressed only in a nightgown?” How indeed!...

College Daze

It was six in the morning and, tired as he had been, Daniel awoke first. He felt refreshed, rid of the bus trip, and cuddled next to Carter's warm body. The sun was slowly rising, casting a dim morning light through the blinds. Basking in the glow, he still couldn't believe it. So many things had happened to him, yet his first love, Carter, was there next to him. Daniel glanced over and saw that Carter was still deeply asleep. He admired his gorgeous face, and chuckled to himself...

College Daze

I went to a medium-sized college on the West Coast that had coed dorms available to third- and fourth-year students. I went and filled out an application, being first, curious, and, secondly, very horny. Well, you never know, right? The housing cost was the same, so I did it. In filling out the request, there was a place to fill in if you wanted a roommate of your sex or the opposite sex. That’s when I knew this was the right choice. I had already been amazed at the liberal attitude about...

Sunny Daze

You might say that things hadn’t been going well for me.First off, I had skipped out of a class one day to surprise my girlfriend with flowers, hoping she might be up for a little afternoon sex. She was, but unfortunately, she was having it with someone else, and I walked in on it.With no way to afford an apartment on my own or any desire to return to dorm life, I moved back into my old room at home after that. I managed to keep up with my classes, but the depression that hit meant something...

Serenas School Daze

The loud buzzing of the alarm woke Serena out of her slumber, who immediately sat up in a cold sweat. The brunette looked down to see her over-sized shirt that covered her entire body and breath a sigh of relief. She just had a nightmare that she had been completely naked in a very public area. Not the best dream to wake up to on the first day of teaching. Giggling to herself as she ran her hands up her curvaceous body, the very fit twenty-eight year old stretched her arms upward at the...

Training Daze

Sensations started to flood, surrounded by a misty dream-like inability to process precisely where I was. One minute I thought I thought was at home in my bed. Then I thought I was hanging out of a spaceship. Finally, I managed to process that I was tied up and naked on a floor. My first thought was that this was going to make it exceedingly difficult to use a bicycle and that I would have to learn how to ride a unicycle. Then I remembered that I already could ride a unicycle. Then I remembered...

Skool Daze

Your name is Matt. You go to Humpalot high, the name kinda explains itself. You've been waiting for tomorrow for what feels like forever. Unfortunately there is one more day of school to go. So what is your school Schedule?

Dorm Room Daze

It was Christmas break, and naturally, everyone was leaving- everyone except me. It's not like I lived far from my family or anything- I attend Wayne State University (WSU) in Detroit, and my family lives in the same city- but I just don't want to attend another awkward family function with cousins you don't see or don't care to see and all the fake niceties that come along with it, so I decided to stay. It didn't bother me much- Of course I planned to see my immediate family, but the...

Minerva Minks Hot Summer Daze

Acme Acres! Home to many wondrous attractions such as the Warner Bros. Animation Studios, the two schools Acme Looniversity and Perfecto Prep, and most particularly the Acme Woods. Home to many furry toons, its considered a paradise for peaceful relaxation, quite getaways, and fucking your brains out in mating season, which has just arrived. Minerva woke up in her bedroom, panting from the nearly orgasmic dreams she just had, a sure sign that her heat was on and on HARD. The tousled sheets and...

Jans College Daze

I work with quite a few people from around the country. My company currently operates in 10 states across the south and Midwest. Consequently I meet some other employees that lean the same way I do. :) Jan is a petite woman in her late 50's. She is from the southeast. We were having a series of meetings about an upgrade of services. She was on my team. During a team dinner one night we go to talking and as one of the younger women in our group said that her college days were wild and...

Mother Daze

If the idea of a mother being made to fuck her own son offends you, please read on I have always wanted to fuck her and now she was turning 69. I don’t want to wait until the nursing home lets me give her a sponge bath on Mother’s Day years from now, until I feel her naked breasts and lick her pussy. She is 5 foot tall and weighs around 150 with 45 DD and a huge bubble ass with a barbie doll waist, and I have found a way to fuck the holy shit out of her.For 30 years I have wanted to...

Summer daze

During my summer vacations in middle school, I spent almost every day at the local swimming pool. My parents both worked and would leave before I woke up, so for much of the summer I was on my own. Each day I would get up, get into my swimsuit, grab the money my mom left for me and ride my bike to the pool for swim team and then spend the day hanging out with friends at the pool.I grew up in a small town, but the pool and my house were on opposite sides. It took me about 20 mins to ride to and...

Summer daze

During my summer vacations in middle school, I spent almost every day at the local swimming pool. My parents both worked and would leave before I woke up, so for much of the summer I was on my own. Each day I would get up, get into my swimsuit, grab the money my mom left for me and ride my bike to the pool for swim team and then spend the day hanging out with friends at the pool.I grew up in a small town, but the pool and my house were on opposite sides. It took me about 20 mins to ride to and...

Blue Balls 10 School Daze

Summary – Tiffany has a very fun filled day at school. Previous Story Summary – Tiffany plays with her mom and dad. Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. In real life, incestuous relationships, particularly when an under-aged person is involved with a parent or adult, often causes...

Sunny Daze

You might say that things hadn't been going well for me. First off, I had skipped out of a class one day to surprise my girlfriend with flowers, hoping she might be up for a little afternoon sex. She was, but unfortunately, she was having it with someone else, and I walked in on it. With no way to afford an apartment on my own or any desire to return to dorm life, I moved back into my old room at home after that. I managed to keep up with my classes, but the depression that hit meant...

Election Daze

It was Election Day, I knew, and quite frankly, I was in no mood to deal with Mom’s crap about politics. She had her politics. I had mine. I was thirty years old now to her forty-three ... Yes, do the math, Mom had me when she was thirteen. I get it, okay! In actuality, Mom and I got along reasonably well most of the time, despite living together here in what had been Grandma’s and Grandpa’s place before their tragic deaths, five and six years ago, respectively. I had a decent job as a...

Pretty CAPableChapter 11 School Daze

As the early morning sun peeked over the trees, Calix sat immobile. The morning sun wasn't warm; it was cold, the cold of late winter. Detroit was having an unusual winter; normally by mid-December the snow could be counted in meters. Here it was, late February, almost March and there'd been only a dozen centimeters or so of the stuff spread out over the previous months. It was almost as if the city sat on the precipice of madness and the weather couldn't decide upon which side to...

Chosen FrozenChapter 9 School Daze

The next morning, Samantha escorted the older children in her care to the school. On the previous day the AI had processed the paperwork to enrol them, now she just needed to introduce them to the Principal, a once-again-young woman who went by the unfortunate name of Winnifred. Winnie had been a principal in her past life, of first an elementary and then a middle school, and had been picked up with her husband, her daughter Jolene and two sons back at the same Sault Ste. Marie hockey...

The Other WomanChapter 8 College Daze

Late summer and things truly went sideways. Edy was part of a number of community groups with a focus on women, children, and education. A faculty member in one of her groups approached Edy and said that the college’s sororities and fraternities were being required to include community members on newly formed boards of review. He thought she would be a good community rep for the fraternity he was a faculty advisor for. Edy immediately shot back that maybe it would be better for her to oversee...

Highschool Reunion

I’m a family man aged 24 My son is two years old and my wife is 22. We are of hispanic descent. My wife is 5’1′ almost a foot shorter than me. My dick is a thick 10′ long hose. After the kid, sex has slowed down as she’s too worried about Javier Jr to have sex. She has also gained a lot of weight since she had the kid. She wasn’t too thin to start out with either but in highschool my wife was a thin Latina with a rocking ass. I still workout to stay in shape but my schedule is less flexible...

A WellLived Life 3 Book 1 SuzanneChapter 87 Happy Holly Dazed

December 22, 2000, Mayo Clinic, Rochester, Minnesota “Hi, Steve,” Doctor Clara Brown said as she came into my room on Friday afternoon. “Enter!” I replied, in my best Commander Data imitation. “That might be taking it a bit TOO far. I like contractions.” “He actually uses some. They’re continuity errors. Grab a seat.” She sat down and took out her notebook. “Any fallout from me deciding to cancel my last session with Doctor Chin?” “It’ll cause him to confirm his diagnosis.” I...

Schoolyard Confrontation

Schoolyard Confrontation One spring day, a small group of girls cornered a person of indeterminate gender ... "It's time you stopped acting like a tomboy! We're taking you shopping for some girl clothes, right now!" "Who says I want to go? And who says you get to decide how I dress or act?" "We like you, we just want you to come out of your shell, and and be the pretty girl you can be." "If you liked me, you'd leave it to me to decide what I look like." "But everyone has...

Schoolgirls Punishment Ch 02

The Awakening. Sandy ran to the toilets just hoping her best friend Trudy was waiting there for her. ‘Sandy!’ Trudy looked shocked when she saw the state of Sandy ‘My God what has he done to you’? ‘Six of the best,’ ‘What! Where?’ Sandy moved to Trudy who was by the sinks, she turned her back on Trudy, and slowly raised her skirt. There was a silence when Trudy witnessed the state of Sandy’s beaten bottom. ‘Jesus Sandy,’ Sandy turned and looked at her bottom in the mirror. It was...

Schoolgirls Punishment

Sandy was having a bad day, could it get worse? Simple answer? Yes! Much worse, much, much worse. Sandy was in the top form in her final year, A level study was going OK, and all things being equal University next year should be on the cards. On the other hand, her love life was just the opposite. Sandy had convinced herself she had not reached the age yet where sex came into the equation. However, anyone who looked at her superb 36/22/34 figure may well argue with that. She was built for sex...

Homeschooling With Jillian Part One

Summer break had just arrived, and no one was more thankful than Damon Miles. His freshman year at Stanford University was a rough one, and he barely had survived final exams with his sanity intact. He looked forward to a long, relaxing summer at his parent's home in Las Vegas. While studying for his finals, he allowed himself to daydream about long, lazy afternoons chilling poolside in his backyard. As it turns out, his daydreams became reality, and then a whole lot more than he...

Afterschool pleasure

Afterschool pleasure[/b] At Golden Star High school, class 12 D was having an English lesson and the teacher is Ms Taylor. Taylor is a 30 year old woman with long blonde hair and blue eyes; she also has an amazing figure that almost every girl dreamed of having. “Class open your book to page 25” Ms Taylor said. In the front row sat Cindy. Cindy was eyeing the teacher from head to toe and she couldn’t help fantasizing about the teacher. For some time now Cindy have been thinking of...

Schoolhouse

Karen frowned as she opened the door to her room at the end of the day. She had been at The Covenant Boarding School for Young Women two weeks now and was terribly homesick. She hated it! Why did her parents have to get divorced? And then to pack her off to this School while they fought over their possessions was no fair. She missed her old house, with its stables out back and its open meadows stretching for miles. She thought longingly of how she used to saddle up...

boardingschool for loving boys chapter 4

And how the lines are between sentences “I don’t give a crap about it”. It’s a story, we don’t get paid for doing this so climb back under your rock and wait for the other stories to be posted. For others that like my stories then enjoy it. Subject: boarding school for loving boy’s chapter 4 gay young friends Copyright: 2011. Do not copy or change this story without First contacting the author. That's me. This story contains sexual content between boys and young teens, must...

Schoolbus Relations teaser

We all remember high school, the adrenaline jungle littered with short skirts, tank tops, hip huggers, and those gift's from God that we simply call low-cut tees. At the time, and to this very day, I was fascinated with breasts, and the low-cut shirts were my guardian angel, ensuring that I would indeed survive high school. I would spend entire class periods staring down girls shirts. Occasionally I would be caught and called a perv, but there were those times when the girl would kinda smile...

afterschool activites

This day was no different except for this fateful day, I was caught. She turned her head inquiring of a question she was on and I hadn't heard her or saw her movement my eyes glued to the lower portion of her body. What shook me of my daze was the giggle that came from her as my eyes darted to hers and my face reddened in embarassment. Her look was telling me she saw, but she was not shocked, embarassed, or upset to what I had been looking at. I was then shocked as I saw through the...

Afterschool Special

Isabelle, a sweet, young, innocent virgin who had recently turned 18 lived in a small suburban town of Melbourne, Australia. Everyone knew Isabelle as ‘that’ girl. What did ‘that’ girl mean? Well, ‘that’ girl was the town’s ‘sweetheart’. None for being an angel. Isabelle was proud of being the sweet, innocent girl she was known for. She loved helping others, achieving her goals and she played a great roll in her community, but little did anyone know that Isabelle had a completely different side...

Afterschool Rendevous

I’m sitting on my desk, a ruler in my hand, legs crossed. Jason is looking over at me, a bit nervous. ‘Misses, am I in trouble?’ he asks, looking up at me. ‘Yes, you’ve been a bad boy,’ I reply with a smirk. I get of the desk, and walk over to where he’s sitting. ‘Jason, how old are you?’ I ask, poking him in the chest with the ruler. ‘I’ve just turned eighteen misses,’ he answers. ‘Do you know why I asked you to stay after school, when noone else is here?’ I ask. ‘No…,’ he says. ‘I want to...

Homeschooled

(Author's note: thank you all for favoriting this story! If you like this one, my other story that I've written, with some help, is called "The Casting Couch" and is in the Erotic Couplings section. If any of you want to add chapters or a different branch, go for it. I only keep this story as "moderated" so that I can proofread what you've written. As for the content of this story: all characters are over the age of 18. Any content that is similar to real life events is merely coincidence.) My...

Schooltime

beep beep beep You moan as your alarm-clock rings. "Always this stupid school... If it was at least a bit interesting" you thought on your way to the bathroom. Not only thinking about what this morning happens. You eat your ordinary breakfast, rush to the bus (as always) and hear the same music on your way to school as the last 300 (felt) years. Coming to school, you thought how good it would be to go home earlier. As you watched at the table of cover you saw that Mr. Smith you geographic...

Schoolgirl Reunion

The three young women giggled like the schoolgirls they once were in the front room of Corrine's small house. This was the first time she had seen Judy and Phillipa since they had left St Mary's private school for girls almost three years ago. The giggles and reminiscences were all associated with their time there when they were three inseparable friends who played together and were punished together at the small boarding school. "Remember old Mr. Magee?" Corrine initiated. "Fetch my slipper...

Schooldaze mdash Part 3

Schooldaze — Part 3For the next eight weeks I sucked Henry's cock as our desires andschedules permitted. Sometimes I would just throw on some panties, aslip, and some makeup and gulp his tool. Other times I would get thedildo out and we'd have a 'complete' session. For practice, I alwaystried to stay 'in voice,' regardless of how long a session lasted.A 'complete' session usually consisted of me getting dressed up all theway--skirt, blouse, heels, etc. Then we'd fool around on the bed for...

Schooldaze mdash Part 2

Schooldaze — Part 2It was the first day of college orientation, and I wandered around the dorms more than just a little confused looking for my room when I heard a familiar voice shout, "Hey, Martin!"It was Henry. It was because of Henry that I'd gotten into this school - a school well-known for it's technology programs but better known for its football program. Well, Henry and Ms. Callahan; they had both written extremely persuasive letters of recommendation to the school's admissions...

Schooldaze mdash Part 1

Schooldaze — Part 1I changed into my schoolgirl outfit in the boys' locker room at school. There was nobody in the building, so I knew I'd have plenty of free time to indulge myself. It was my senior year and I had been doing this for some time. I knew as soon as I went off to college my freedom to do this would drastically change.As I pulled my wig on and prepared to roam the halls, I looked forward to hearing the *clicking* of my heels on the clean tile floors. Suddenly I heard the door...

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