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Thanks for reading. Collin Waters had missed quite a bit of school during the semester, traveling in Europe with this parents and brother, so he was having to make up classes in summer to get the right amount of credits. The school had allowed it, but then he was having to make stuff up in the summer. He had not gotten to graduate with his class two weeks earlier, as he should have, and had turned eighteen in May. He was standing in the hallway waiting to go into an English Lit...
“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...
InterracialI 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 count our blessings at Crete, with my bred babes all four due to deliver some time in early SpringI count our blessings of making lots of money in Autumn, servicing at the I count our built-up income and ask our mighty Mama to propose a proper place for all us, for all SpringI count our built-up experiences gathered: well integrated into the local Crete community, Mom thanks!I go with Grandma on an inspection tour of several nearby premises, finding a villa with a view at the seaI go with...
Introduction: More than one way to make a grade I flipped over another paper, another one with a subpar grade on it. I guess that makes sense, I am a very subpar person who has lead a subpar life, why should my students put out more effort than I do? Some people figure out what their talents are, and use them to supercede their limitations. But some times, I would rationalize to myself, you just have too many detractions. I stopped growing at 14, never breaching 5 7, and the hair began to thin...
She had plenty of friends but the last thing she wanted to do was ask them about this and get a label. She did not know what she was going to do but she was sure that she had to live her fantasy, and soon. And as she sat at her desk grading papers, the idea hit her: she could be with some of her students. After all, she was a college teacher so it was not as if her students were underage or anything. In fact, many of them were her age, 27 years old. There were a few guys that she liked and was...
When 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...
TeenJanuary, 1982, Chicago, Illinois On Monday, I woke up early to do my exercises and karate kata, then showered and made breakfast. Elyse showered while I exercised, and Stephie showered while I made breakfast. “You two had a good time yesterday!” Elyse whispered as I put the food on the table. “Yep!” I smirked. Stephie came out of my room and sat down at the table. The three of us ate and then Stephie and I headed to IIT. We stopped at her dorm so she could drop her overnight bag, then...
CHAPTER 17: SecondSemester Studying, practical exercises, oral exams and lab experiments. Oh, also some classes. Jay arrived on campus the day before classes started. He had signed up for a bunch of courses, most of which I did not understand. Theory II I got. Music History I got. Introduction to composition I didn’t get. He was also enrolled in HS 102, Introduction to Human Sexuality, but was in a different section. Second semester English and Intro to Anthropology rounded it out. He told...
BisexualClasses were actually pretty good. My swimming class was at eight in the morning. It was a freshman course. All the guys were nude, and about a third of the girls went without bathing suits. The most popular guy in the class was Walden. I have no idea if all African American men’s dicks are bigger than whites’, but his certainly was. It was nine inches soft and nearly a foot long when hard. I felt so inadequate. I enjoy swimming, and swimming in a large pool while nude was actually better than...
BisexualDecember 16, 1983, McKinley, Ohio Exams had gone well, and Clarissa, Sandy, and I didn’t have a Friday exam because of our work in the lab only had an evaluation, which we’d each received earlier in the week. We’d all received excellent reviews, which meant an A for the course for each of us. Our stats exam had actually been a breeze, as had the biochemistry exam. The psychology exam was moderately tough, but I was sure I’d achieved at least a B, which meant I would have an A for the course....
*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...
Chapter 1 As the bell continues to ring, I hear "Mr Gates" from over my shoulder. "A moment please." My least favorite teacher, Mr Hill, beckons. As my fellow students exit the classroom, I reluctantly walk over to Mr Hill or Miss Hill as we refer to him in the locker room. Closing the door behind the last student, he starts, "Mr Gates, your classroom performance, rather nonperformance, is about to take you off the field. If you don't pass the test this Friday, you're done for the...
Marketa 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,...
There was only four weeks remaining until the end of the first semester, and the mid-year exams. It did seem strange having the semester broken into the two unequal parts, but I assumed they wanted to align the mid-semester break with the standard May school holidays. Whatever the reason was, there wasn’t a lot of time left finish off assignments for each subject, and study for the exams. Unlike the end of year exams, for the mid-year exams there wasn’t a week off before they started for...
Every single day seemed to be one more day of torture. I mean, how could someone so perfect, someone so handsome, someone so…sexy, be my teacher? “People, this is gym class, the easiest class to pass! Why are some of you nearly failing?” Mr. Parker’s deep voice rang throughout the gymnasium, though no one responded. “Alright,” the man sighed, “if you know that you have a bad grade, come up to me sometime after class to talk to me about extra credit. You guys can do a paper or something, I...
‘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...
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...
This 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...
SecretHi, this is Daksh Kashyap, graduated from IIT Mumbai. Pichle part ‘IIT Placement Preparation Mein Chudai’ mein maine bataya ki kaise Bidisha ke sath fir se chudai start ho gayi aur meri crush Anvesha ko choda. Ye kahani mein main Anvesha ki gand kaise mari aur last semester kaise bitaya, uske bare mein bataunga. 7 December ko maine Anvesha ko choda tha. Fir 10 December ko humdono ghar (Delhi) jane wale the. Humesha flight se hi jate the par es bar 1st ac train ki booking karayi. Kyuki Isme...
Spring semester, 1982 (January – May) No sooner had I arrived back at my dorm room than I experienced a flashback to the other timeline. Benny, my soon-to-be-ex-roommate, was in the process of moving his belongings out of the room. He told me that he'd decided to live at home and commute to his classes. He shook my hand, told me it had been great to have me for a roommate, and left. Technically, the housing office had the authority to assign someone else to the room, but I knew they...
Pamela parked her car in the school parking lot and went into the campus building, it was the first part of school in a new district for her, she was teaching in a new area and a new state. Brody Preparatory School was a private high school in Overland Misouri. She was blond and pretty, so pretty that men stopped what they were doing to check her out. She was dressed more like a businesswoman than a teacher, and looked great in her clothes. Pam had on just a hint of high heels, they...
She decided she had to stay after class and try to speak to Dr. Richardson. She had to at least try. She slowly made her way to the front of the classroom after her classmates had dispersed. Melinda: "Dr. Richardson, I missed the quiz today. Is there any way I could take it still? I'm struggling in your class and I need these points to pass." Dr. Richardson towers over tiny Melinda. His expression is intimidating. Dr. Richardson: "Well you should have thought about that...
I got this idea from the NMF universe, but decided to move it to my own little world where my SRU stories took place. Not exactly NMF, but if it looks like a duck..... This story is copyright 1999 by the author. If you wish to archive this story, please let me know. RD A 1/2 Semester By Ran Dandel The Riding Club's favorite twins, the Jacoby brothers were hosting their annual Spring Semester party. Each year, they came up with a different idea for the party. Last year, it...
On the last day of July, we took Alonzo, Paul and Patrick to the airport. At least for Patrick and Wendy, it was only a temporary separation, he would be back in two weeks’ time; but for Ros it was a very tearful farewell. The five months before Alonzo was back for his sabbatical job teaching at the University would really drag out for her. Patrick said that one of his first projects would be to get a remote data link set up in our study going back to the office at St. Leonards, ostensibly so...
January, 1985, Chicago, Illinois My friends filtered back into town during the week, with Sofia returning on Thursday. Tanya had left on Wednesday as planned, with a promise that we would see each other sometime over the summer, or sooner if her father had business in Chicago. On Friday, Kara and I went to buy our books. We didn’t have any classes in common, though Julia, Dave, and Cindi would be in my microcomputers class, and Wen would be in my compiler class. For my electives, Staci would...
Jess wasn't an early riser and we slept late on Sunday. This worked in my favor as I seemed to think better with someone snuggled close, and I was still coming to grips with the events of the past week. It was an enormous relief to finally have everything out in the open, but it felt strange to be on my own. Seeking support, I called home after lunch. It hurt, and made me feel guilty, when my parents were surprised to hear from me. Still, they quickly recovered and were eager to hear what...
Three hours later we were pulling into the Springs. A large enough town we could hide in plain sight and be able to buy weapons and ammunition too. I drove to my favorite gun store and asked RJ about being able to pay for the weapons and ammunition. RJ asked, "What I meant by pay for the weapons and ammunition?" We have to give money or credit which is kind of like a promise of money in exchange for weapons and ammunition. That is how these people make their living. RJ had a puzzled...
178 Spring service. It was a sunny summer Sunday afternoon, warm sultry with a threat of a storm, Spring lay on her bed looking at her favourite scene from her open window up here on the hill-side, below her was a scene she never tired of, the whole of the Romney marsh made famous by the infamous Dr Syn. She could see looking out over the marshland, the tiny but distant pair of lighthouses at Dungeness, near 20 miles away at the tip of the shingle spit, dwarfed now by the great solid block of...
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...
In the days before the dark Godsbrought their legions and flames, the spring brought a special time at the Homely House, where I was steward. Every year, the Sultana came to meet our orphans. She ate and played with them, and at the end of the day one lucky child was taken into the royal household to be trained as a servant. This was no mean honor for the person selected, for not only were they granted access to those who hold power, they were given an education and training in the social...
In the days before the dark Godsbrought their legions and flames, the spring brought a special time at the Homely House, where I was steward. Every year, the Sultana came to meet our orphans. She ate and played with them, and at the end of the day one lucky child was taken into the royal household to be trained as a servant. This was no mean honor for the person selected, for not only were they granted access to those who hold power, they were given an education and training in the social...
SupernaturalSMOKEY SAGAS #12: ‘Give Me A Little Credit Here’ *** I originally wrote this as a theater play—a medium in which I used to participate—hoping to get it produced and up on the stage one day. Well, that’s not going to happen, so, since it does actually have quite a bit of nice romantic stuff in it but doesn’t really go too much further than that (though I still think it’s a really cute goofy little story) I thought I would make it my first in the ‘Non-Erotic’ category. Speaking of firsts, this...
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 that she was having problems with the class and did I have suggestions to help her. I told her that I had a committee meeting this afternoon, and would be free after...
Spring Mornings The cold, bitter air of winter blew harshly down the street and against Dan's frail body. He had wrapped himself tightly with his coat but it didn't stop him from shivering from the icy air that blustered from the purple, twilight sky above him. Winter has a hold over Springhill, covering every surface with a nice layer of fresh snow. Dan shook the snow that cling onto his jacket and enter his front door. "I hate this weather," Dan said darkly. His mood was not...
Spring Break Incognito By Enigma I rolled off Sarah to lie naked, panting, beside her, trying to catch my breath. She snuggled up to my cooling body and was first to regain the power of speech. "That was fantastic, Jeff. I love you!" "Mmmm..." I pulled her tight to me. "Yeah, it was, wasn't it?" I managed to wheeze. "I love you too, honey." I glanced over at the lighted digits of the alarm clock that showed it was a little past 1 AM, "But we both have early classes...
The Joys of Spring By Rubberwolf Feb 2009?Storycodes: M/F nc rp bd exhibition snuff? ForewordMany of the forums that deal with fetishes, in particular bondage, will invariably have asked the question:?When did you first get into bondage??The answers will usually contain tails of self-bondage and experimentation as teenagers, in some cases, early teens. But behind these explanations, the conversation will usually ask what gets you hot, or what was your first experience of bondage? The answer,...
“How the hell do you do this to me?” she breathed into hisear as he kissed her throat. A minute ago she was peacefully reading a book, when she heard her doorbell ringing. He didn’t even stop to say hello as she opened the door to him, his mouth immediately covered hers as his body pressed against her. Now she was pushed with her back against the wall as his hands and mouth tried to touch her everywhere. Her light summer dress pushed up her thighs, his strong, long fingers kneading her soft...
Classes were actually pretty good. My swimming class was at eight in the morning. It was a freshman course. All the guys were nude, and about a third of the girls went without bathing suits. The most popular guy in the class was Walden. I have no idea if all African American men’s dicks are bigger than whites’, but his certainly was. It was nine inches soft and nearly a foot long when hard. I felt so inadequate. I enjoy swimming, and swimming in a large pool while nude was actually better than...
CHAPTER 17: SecondSemester Studying, practical exercises, oral exams and lab experiments. Oh, also some classes. Jay arrived on campus the day before classes started. He had signed up for a bunch of courses, most of which I did not understand. Theory II I got. Music History I got. Introduction to composition I didn’t get. He was also enrolled in HS 102, Introduction to Human Sexuality, but was in a different section. Second semester English and Intro to Anthropology rounded it out. He told...
Of the dozen middle aged students who showed up for my new painting class, a thirtyish Swedish woman named Alin stood out.Although I was careful not to stare at any of the women to remain innocent of any inappropriate behavior, she caught my eye immediately because of her honey blond hair, slim body, and full breasts.I was able to gauge Alin’s figure as the evening’s instruction went along, noting that she had a tiny waist, rounded firm ass, and fully rounded breasts capped with large erect...
MILF„Auf Wiedersehen! Macht euch bloß nicht zuviel Sorgen um mich! Ich schaffe das schon ganz alleine! Ich bin doch jetzt erwachsen!“ Mit diesen Worten drückt Marina ihre Eltern noch einmal ganz herzlich zum Abschied. Ihre Mutter hat sogar Tränen in den Augen, als sie in das Auto einsteigt. Der Vater winkt ihr noch einmal aufmunternd aus dem geöffneten Fahrerfenster zu. Mit schwerem Herzen sieht Marina zu, wie ihre Eltern langsam vom Parkplatz des Studentenwohnheimes fahren, und sie winkt ihnen...
My first semester at varsity started and as we initially thought and discussed at our new years eve party, I was in most of my classes with Jessica's best friend Caitlyn. Caitlyn and I started to get to know each other better as we agreed to help each other with our varsity work during the course of our studies. Jessica and myself were still having a wonderful relationship seeing each other as much as we could and spending some afternoons with her and Caitlyn in the library at varsity or...
“How the hell do you do this to me?” she breathed into hisear as he kissed her throat. A minute ago she was peacefully reading a book, when she heard her doorbell ringing. He didn’t even stop to say hello as she opened the door to him, his mouth immediately covered hers as his body pressed against her. Now she was pushed with her back against the wall as his hands and mouth tried to touch her everywhere. Her light summer dress pushed up her thighs, his strong, long fingers kneading her soft...
Straight Sex12 - New Semester It was not till some time after his main operations, and his recovery from them, that Adam had the breast enhancement procedures. The morning after his breast and body injections Adam was sore in all the treated places - stomach, chest, hips, lips, cheeks. Looking closely he and Judy were disappointed as they could not see any change to his body. For Adam the injected cocktail had a much higher proportion of hormones than if the patient were female. Their long-term...
November/December 1982, Chicago, Illinois Elyse and I made good time and stopped for gas and something to eat in West Lafayette, then got back on the road towards Chicago. “Steve, what’s bothering you?” Elyse asked. “Is it that obvious?” “You haven’t said two words since we left Cincinnati. I mean, you pull off the strong silent type pretty well, but this is a bit much. What’s going on?” “I’m just worried about Kara. And Stephie.” “That does NOT sound good, Steve. Come on, spill...
It was the last few days before the classes started at the university. Alex's fifteenth birthday party was held the day before. The restaurant organized everything well, and it was good to talk to his old buddies. Most of his friends from school were there, already back from summer trips, and there were the usual friends of his parents and their kids. Many of these family friends were uncomfortable with gift selection. Normally, they would have given him music discs or sports equipment. But...
December 16, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “That was an interesting speech by your bishop,” Clarissa said as we relaxed in my room after studying for Monday’s Analytical Chemistry exam. “You mean because it sounded like he was speaking directly to me? Or to you?” “It almost seemed as if he were excusing sin.” “I understand how you could hear it that way, but what he was doing was acknowledging the power it has over us. Paul wrote about it in Romans 7. Believe it or not, I don’t have that entire...
Wendy secretly developed a liking for young men. She initially expressed her desire with “innocent†flirting. Next, she intentionally began wearing low-cut blouses and short skirts during her counseling sessions The new semester was just underway and Wendy felt like being naughty. Wendy K is an attractive, married white female in her Mid-50s. She’s 5’6”, 129 lbs., with brown eyes and short auburn hair. She’s a retired college guidance counselor. She and her husband live...
InterracialCREDIT CRUNCHBy VelvetgloveCopyright and Disclaimer‘Credit Crunch’ is an original work of fiction and neither events nor characters portrayed are based in reality. Any resemblance with actual persons is entirely coincidental. This is a short story in two parts: ‘Credit’ and ‘Crunch’. It contains bdsm and sex but it is primarily a psychological mind-fuck. Story Codes are: M/f, M/mf, D/s, blackmail. Copyright is asserted by the author and no reposting to other sites or commercial use whatsoever...
It was 8am on a Wednesday, and Mom and I were exercising in the basement. I religiously worked out five mornings a week, and she was always right there with me. We started with a run on our two treadmills. Mom's industrial-strength sports bra didn't completely restrain the bounce of her D-cup boobs, which I loved to watch. She didn't seem to notice.Mom's big tits were a present from Dad for her thirtieth birthday. She told him she didn't want to go through her whole life with tiny A-cup boobs,...
My wife; Jen and I recently bought a travel trailer and I must say I am really enjoying it. We decided to take it out to a local state park that has natural spring. Everything is amazing there tons of trails, wildlife and the spring is gorgeous the ground slopes down to stonework that surrounds the crystal clear body of water that feeds a river. We arrived late and of course setting up camp is somewhat of a daunting task especially for new campers. Backing the trailer into the spot was proving...
Bikini Beach: Spring Break By Elrod W Stan and Chuck were still wiping their hands as they emerged from the restroom. They moved slowly; from the fatigued look in their eyes, one would correctly guess that they'd been awake for a very long time. Jack stood up behind the windshield, peering at the two. "Come on, guys! Time's a-wastin'." He slid back behind the steering wheel of his Camaro convertible, a sleek midnight blue car suited for a young man. Right now, however, it looked...