A few weeks had passed since the field trip, and Abi and I hadn't been alone together since. Something had always seemed to get in the way. On Friday, our illustrious head teacher, Mr. Knowles, had scheduled a staff meeting for the Friday afternoon after the final lesson, which did nothing to help his declining popularity amongst the staff. The following Friday, I was ill, and a substitute teacher took the class. Abi mess...

And now, in this small bedroom, it was just the three of them. Kelsie McCollum remained on her side on the bed. Her slender body was completely exposed, her blond hair cascading messily across her pale shoulders. She could still feel the hard shaft of the giant penis behind her as it pressed against the milky flesh of her slight but shapely bottom–the penis that belonged to Chris Weathers, her massive, muscular, beautiful...

I am tingling with anticipation about the field trip to Stratford-upon-Avon with my students, not because of the Shakespeare play but because of the possibility of being alone with Abi in my hotel room afterwards. Our steamy encounter in the back of my car the previous week had only furthered my desire for her, and she occupies my mind most of the time now. I carefully select my clothes for the trip – my best jeans, t-shi...

I don't have the chance to speak to Abi during class on Friday. The lesson is set aside for a mock exam, but we exchange knowing smiles as she comes into the room, looking sensational, as ever. Her hair is down around her shoulders today, her breasts as pert as ever in her tight white blouse, separated by her tie. The purple plaid miniskirt seems shorter than usual, and her legs are on full show as she had elected not to...

Ava woke, her heart racing as she checked her phone. Last night, fueled by wine and a secret crush, she sent Dr. Wei a photo, her full breasts spilling from a sheer bra, her firm ass framed by a thong. Mortified yet aroused, the 23-year-old grad student strode to his office, her tight pink tank top hugging her fit frame, full breasts bouncing with each step, short skirt teasing her thong’s strap. Twirling her blonde hair,...

The half-term break seems to have been the longest week of my life. I keep revisiting my half-hour of passion with Abi over and over. She is still sending me messages and pictures from a sun-drenched holiday in Italy with her family and teasing, hot, sensational, revealing, sexy pictures. Her frolicking on a beautiful sandy beach in various bikinis. Out and about in some picturesque old town in the evenings, wearing gorge...

At this relatively early evening hour–early for a college dormitory, at least–an excited pair of feet scampered along a carpeted corridor on the fourth floor of Howard Hall, until they reached the closed door of a dorm room. A tan hand reached out and turned the handle, and a curvaceous Latina beauty slid herself through the opening and shut the door behind her. “Well?” Jacqueline demanded, jumping up from the bed. “Where...

Lily cradled the final cardboard box with trembling arms as the autumn sun slipped through the tall dorm room windows. Freshman year, a new beginning—yet in her gut churned the familiar cocktail of anxiety and anticipation. She had grown up a bookworm in a small town, always under the gentle safety of routine, and now she was thrown into this bustling university life, this labyrinth of new faces and expectations. Just as...

"Our new girl is doing well in her initiation tasks,” Helen began the conversation. "Now we move on to the final part.” I wondered what that might be – stripping naked in Plymouth city centre perhaps, and being enjoyed by anyone who wanted me over a bench? “The committee decided that she should break into the boys’ school and make up that old bust of their founding headmaster,” she continued. That sounded more akin to an...

I never really wanted to be a teacher. Still, the promise of a golden handshake, a high starting salary, and the possibility of being fast-tracked to head of department was a no-brainer for me after finishing university. For the first few years of my teaching life, I worked as a substitute teacher, enjoying the flexibility and relative freedom. Still, I was not quite able to let go of my student lifestyle. After a while,...

The week before Thanksgiving break was a blur. Classes ran until Wednesday morning. Fortunately, Fall baseball practice was light that week, with no practice on Wednesday through the following Tuesday. The Monday after Thanksgiving in Pennsylvania is a State Holiday. So, all state-sponsored schools, elementary through colleges, incorporate that Monday into the Thanksgiving breaks. The holiday is for the first day of deer...

“Jesus, Chris…AGAIN? Do we need to go get a Men’s ball?” Chris Weathers grimaced. “Shut up, Jacqueline!” Jacqueline Sullivan turned to Pam Warren. “Can we go back to the beginning, Pam? Can we recut the whole segment, and make it about how much Chris sucks at throwing a Women’s football?” Warren, the famous College Football television sideline reporter, let out a warm chuckle. “Don’t worry, Jacqueline!” Warren assured. “W...

It was my second year of college, and I shared a small two-room apartment with my closest friend. He had the bedroom. I slept in the salon. One night, he brought over his girlfriend — a sexy, petite brunette with a teasing smile and a dangerously short black dress that clung to her tight little body. She had that perfectly shaped ass: firm and round, not too big, not too small. Her legs were smooth and toned. Her breasts...

I couldn’t believe he was only eighteen. He didn’t look like it. If I hadn’t known that he was a senior in high school, I would’ve guessed he was older. Before he arrived at the party, my roommate’s boyfriend labeled him as the star recruit. “If we get him on the team next year, we’ll be in a bowl game for sure,” he said. “Maybe even a major one. Have you seen him play?” I’d never seen Jordan play, but I’d seen his pictur...