School

Learning a Few Lessons – Chapter 2_(1)

Dallas had instructed me to meet him in his office later that night. He was seemingly nonchalant about the whole ordeal, but it made me feel altogether queasy and nervous. I’d never done something so daring as this, not even defacing that classroom. I didn’t even know this man, and here I was giving myself over to him. For all I knew, the next time I was in zip-ties he could murder me and rid of my body. No one would ever know. And certainly no one back home would ever suspect me to be the kind of girl to get involved in such promiscuous activity. Either way, I faced my current predicament with a higher level of giddy excitement than nail-biting anxiety. I returned to my dorm after classes had concluded, making my way …

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Tinder for Teacher 3

After school I wait outside on the bench for everyone to leave so I can go home with Mr. Jacobsen. My pussy is still begging for attention. And all I can think about is getting pounded by him. While I waited, my best friend plopped down next to me. “You’ve been AWOL since like the first day of school. Where HAVE you been?” She demands. “Well hello to you too Mandy! I’m great! How are you?” “Stop with the sarcasm. I heard from Dylan that you and him… at lunch… is this true?” She asks while wiggling her eyebrows. “Did he tell anyone else?” “No. So it is true!” “Maybe… but he isn’t the only one.” “You slut! Fess up!” “I can’t. That is information I can’t share. Even with you.” “So this is who …

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Sorority Sponsors

I’ve been a college professor for nearly my entire adult life. I have taught a wide spectrum of courses in the fields of literature, writing, and English. But this series of stories isn’t about that. This series of stories is about another of my university responsibilities. For twenty years of my career I served as the lone male sponsor of a university sorority. This series of stories are the semi-true accounts of those years of being the only male in the room for all manner of venerable ritual designed to take strangers and turn them into sisters and some of the long time friendships that I was blessed with as well. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. I will tell the stories out of sequence, following no particular timeline. What you may …

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Harry Potter and the Sisters Black – The Complete Saga PART ONE (THE BEGINNING)

HARRY POTTER AND THE SISTERS BLACK – THE COMPLETE SAGA Harry awakens with a groan. He feels the back of his head as he looks around the room. The room he’s in looks to be a cell, one steel door, one cot, one chamber pot, and four gray stone walls. He doesn’t feel anything unusual. He thinks to himself. “Ok, let’s try to figure this out. I was at Privet this morning. I went for my normal run. I thought I saw something in an alleyway and went to investigate it. Suddenly, my head exploded in pain.” He reaches into his sleeve, only to find his wand gone. As panic starts to set in, the door creaks open. Harry gets a glimpse of a sliver hand pushing against the door just before a familiar man …

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Sandra, part 2

One Tuesday night during the week of mid-terms, my girlfriend, Rena, and I were taking advantage of my roommate being stuck in a long evening lab session to enjoy a nice, leisurely fuck. Rena was on her hands and knees on my bed, her head down in my pillow, while I moved in and out of her from behind in a slow doggy-style. I was getting close to coming, and had just started to pick up my pace, when someone knocked on my door. I froze for a moment, but Rena reached back for me and moaned into the pillow, “Tom, don’t stop. Fuck me, baby.” I held still for another moment, but then went back to paying attention to her pussy. Just as I started pushing my cock deeper into her again, the knock …

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Getting to know Chloe (D2)

I recoment for everyone to read the first part of the story “The girl with the blond ponytail (D1)” before this one. But if you want you can get a taste here first, feel free to do so. I’m a farly new writer with english as his second language, which doesn’t mean my stories are any less good but it does mean that I’d like some feedback. Please consider leaving some … Scene 1 Daniel is sitting on his bike in front of her house. Today he woke up next to the one girl that he just can’t quite figure out. Maybe, that’s what he likes about her so much. Who knows, he certainly doesn’t. But who cares, nobody has ever made him feel so … ordinary. But in the same way special. His powers …

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Locker Room Hero Part 1

School sucked! Every goddamn day someone harassed me. Either a teacher was being a prick or some older kids would fuck with me. If it weren’t for my one and only friend, Jeff, I’d probably start cutting class. “Carlos,” he’d say, “you must have done something to piss those guys off. They seem to zero in on you. They never mess with me, in fact, I never see them mess with anyone but you” “They’re just assholes” I’d say but I knew why. I knew exactly why the picked me out of the crowd. I wanted to be athletic but it was not to be. I had a slim, smooth body. My ass could easily be mistaken for a girls and my eyes were just a little too big and brown for a boy. Plus, …

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I Dream of Jeannie

Roger Healy pulls his car up in front of Maj. Anthony Nelson’s house in Cocoa Beach, Florida, on a beautiful sunny Monday morning. For years Roger and Tony have been riding together to the NASA base several times a week. Roger sees that Tony’s car is gone so he figures that he’s already left. Roger decides to go inside anyway and maybe score a cup of coffee from Jeannie. “Good morning Jeannie”, he calls out as he walks through the front door, “How about a cup of coffee?” Roger sees no one but hears a soft sobbing coming from the living room. “Oh, good morning Maj. Healy”, says Jeannie rising from lying on the couch; as she is wiping tears from her eyes. “My Master has already left for work but you are welcome to …

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He Did it in My Mouth (2)

All Brynn could think about in the days after meeting Cal in a darkened corner of The Basement recreation center a few days before, was how disturbed he felt. It had been a huge step to suck on a grown man’s penis for the first time even though he had wanted to do it for a long time. He just hadn’t imagined it would happen so early in life. He thought of himself as innocent in the matter of cocksucking because it was Cal who had made everything happen while Brynn had remained passive. Cal had not returned to the rec center for a few days and that gave the boy space he needed to “normalize” himself so he could related to Taylor, his only friend and Cal’s granddaughter. He already felt like a traitor …

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Luck and Love: II

Michael moved like a wraith from six to seventh. It must have looked normal to most, but inside he was essentially dead. Eighth period of the day was horticulture, a class taken by Michael as a filler class. While he enjoyed the outdoors and working with plants, Rose the freshman was in that same class period. In fact, they sat next to one another. It had never been an issue, due to the two never talking, but her words just after the incident with the peephole played themselves over and over in Michael’s head like a broken record. I hope you enjoyed the show… She had seen his eye and hadn’t yelled, hadn’t screamed. He knew she probably had no agenda, and just hadn’t wanted him to get expelled… that was the neutral possibility. The …

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Bob

Bobby Jo We first met just after I started junior high school. I had entered the seventh grade like many others, in that I was awkward, felt alone and out of place most of the time. Miss Bobby as she was called singled me out on my first trip to the library in search of a research book. Even at that moment in my backward way I felt she had strange and wonderful things planned for me. What they would be was beyond my comprehension but I still felt they would be wondrous. When I noticed her watching me I defiantly returned her stare for a few moments, then hesitantly walked toward her. As I approached my eyes darted down to peek at her inviting puckered lips then on down to her large breasts. Her …

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A Not-So-Simple Life: Part 2

Turns out I was wrong…again. Work was no longer a sanctuary for me, and I knew that the instant I arrived and walked into the locker room to find Missy K tapping her foot in furious anticipation. “Tucker James Kingly,” her nostrils were flaring. Now, I knew that Missy K was mad whenever she used my full name, although there was one problem with her opening declaration. “James? My middle name isn’t James its Nolan.” “That doesn’t matter! Did you take a customer home Sunday night?!” My eyes widened immediately when I realized just how much shit I was now in, “Well, uh, I may-” “It’s a yes or no question Tucker.” “Yes,” I mumbled. “And was she intoxicated?” “S-She was.” “And did you have sexual intercourse with them?” “Y-Yeah.” The livid expression on her …

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My soul mate never thought to be part 3

This is a continuence of Jim and julies life together there are a few twists  4 months later…  In the hallway between. Classes I’m talking to the guys in the hall when I get a text it was Julie it was only containing 8 words “meet me outside of the girls bathroom NOW”  I usually got texts like this because she wanted me to walk her to class or skip a class to spend time alone. I walked stood outside of the bathroom the final bell rang “oh well” i thought “I’ll make the class up tomorrow”  she walks out of the bathroom in a skin tight deep blue aeropostle shirt  denim skinny jeans that I bought her the day before and her highlighted blond hair in a bun her sky-blue eyes looking at me …

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DAVID TUTORS A STUDENT, PT.1

Do you want to know what the hardest profession is in the entire world? Name any that you want and I’ll trump you. Whatever your response is, I would simply shake my head with a knowing smile and say, “Nope, I have the hardest job in the world.” No, you see, I am David Roberts, a 29 year old, attractive single man who, in addition to a working as an officer in a local Police Department on the Gulf here in FL, teaches Criminal Justice at the local Community College, mostly to incoming ‘freshmen’. These young adults are mostly wide-eyed kids on their own for the first time. Gone are the bratty and smart-ass ‘emo-types’ of high school. The part that makes it so tough are the females With each school year, I am constantly …

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Blame It On Hermione

Very important author’s notes: The spark for this lewd tale came from reading Harry Potter. Regardless of whether you like or dislike the movies or books, imagine how exciting it would be to utilize the ability to go back into someone’s memory and observe what happened to them at a certain point in time. These memories are stored in a stone receptacle . . . called a pensieve. A witch or wizard can extract their own memories or another person’s . . . and stores them in the pensieve, and reviews them later. Anyone can examine the memories in the pensieve, which also allows viewers to fully immerse themselves in the memories stored within, much like a magical form of . . . real world virtual reality. Harry talked Hermione into going into Dumbledore’s office …

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A Not-So-Simple Life: Part 3

Lexi’s little stunt stirred up a hornets nest of horny guys who all bombarded me with questions from all sides. And to make it worse, I was still laying on the ground, because no one had bothered to help me before getting into a shouting match with one another to try and get an answer from me. My headache was starting to grow larger and larger with each passing second, and I took a deep breath to explode on them, but someone beat me to the punch. “Everyone be quiet!” Melissa roared causing everyone in the class to turn and face her. She cleared her throat and pointed at the door, “Unless you are in my class, or have a question for me, you need to leave. Right. Now. You can talk to Mr. Kingly …

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Teacher

Chapter 1: Netflix and Chill “Teacher,” Sumin said, suddenly. “What is ‘Netflix and chill’?” She looked across the desk at me with an expression of open curiosity. Caught off guard, I hesitated trying to figure out how to answer this. My gut instinct is to always be honest but I also know that in the classroom there are certain boundaries, even if this was a private lesson and not in an actual classroom. We were sitting in her apartment’s study room with a piano against one wall, bookshelves filled with books along another wall, and her desk with me on one side, and her on the other. Sumin was framed by the large window behind her looking out over a landscape of other high rise apartment buildings. The textbook was open before her and her …

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Jennifer and Allison – Part 1

“Oh my god, why does time have to move so slowly?!” Allison whispered quickly to Jennifer as the two girls stared at the clock during seventh period math class. There were only two more weeks of classes left in their junior year. Today was Friday; the weekend was so close, and then it was almost summer! “I know,” Jennifer hissed back when Mrs. Miller, the algebra teacher turned her back to write another problem on the board. “It’s like torture having to sit here listening to her voice when we could be at your place laying out!” Allison continued at the next opportune moment. Jennifer’s house had a great backyard with a pool, hot tub, and big lawn. The weather in central Florida was perfect for swimming this time of year, and the two best …

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Harvard Hottie

As I stood alone in my college dormitory for the first time, staring out of the large picture window, I couldn’t believe that it was real. After quite literally a lifetime of working my ass off, I was now standing in my very own room at Harvard College. My parents had said goodbye just five minutes before. Although they were incredibly proud of me, I also knew that they were profoundly uncomfortable being in this place. We were decidedly lower middle class, and the sights and sounds of Harvard were a constant reminder to them that they did not belong in this world. Although they had driven me up to Cambridge all the way from our house in Kentucky, they didn’t exactly linger once my fairly meager possessions had been deposited in my room. In …

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She is the One (Part 4)

Two major things kept me awake for a while that night. The first, and most prominent, was Kayla. I was glad I was able to get her out of there as quickly as I did, but the last thing I wanted was for her to continue getting hurt like this. She was too sweet, too kind to deserve this crap. I was seriously tempted to grab my phone and tell her everything but the last thing I wanted was to compound her misery. Not that I thought that finding out something like that would stun her at this point; I didn’t want her feeling foolish for falling for an asshole like that. Worse, I didn’t want her thinking I had held out telling her just to make Craig look bad. The second, and far more …

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