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Part 2 Christine continued to show Serena around the school. Serena was glad she came to this school. It had all she needed and she could get. Christine held Serena’s hand as they walked to the next class, which was literature with Ms. Karen. Ms. Karen was a short woman with white blonde hair. She had on a black pencil skirt and a white ruffle blouse. “Hello Ms. Karen” Christine said as she closed the door. “Hello Christine. Who is this?” Ms. Karen said looking at Serena. Ms. Karen looked to proper and stern to be that kind of teacher, Serena...

One weekend, near the end of our first year of college, Mark unexpectedly had to return home because of a dying relative. That left me alone for the weekend which was much appreciated since his return from winter break had caused a serious bout of depression. He started to take that depression out on me in the way of swift, somewhat painful anal sex and a compulsory demand for oral at all hours of the day. I needed a break, plain and simple. Him being adamantly straight, I was also beginning to feel like a whore for pleasuring him for nearly...

“Darby, I can’t say I’m proud of what yall did.” “I’m sorry, sir” “Darby?” “Yes...sir?” The girl gulped. “The lord forgives, and as do I” “Thank you, sir, this time I promise I-” “Hold on now, I don’t remember saying I was going to forgive yall. You failed Darby. I don’t accept failure. You lost, and in my mind, losers ain’t worth the salvaging.” “Sir, please, please, I know I can-” “Now, Darby, we all know you can, but why couldn’t yall?” The elderly reverend asked, “Let me get you a drink.” Roy Greene walked from his desk and over to...

(Part 1 of 2) Home on spring break during her college freshman year, Nisi was bummed over the end of a relationship. She had fallen for a nice guy, but he was commitment phobic. She knew he liked her, but he couldn’t fully commit. This meant she had not yet slept with him. She was still a virgin and was more than ready to lose it, but she’d finally ended their on-again/off-again relationship for good. While catching up with friends also on break, she ran into Brock, a guy from high school. They didn’t know each well, as they’d been in...

Danielle wasn't ready for this type of change. Having people other than her mother living with them wasn't something she wanted to experience just yet. She was already stressed out with two months left of high school; college acceptance letters were coming in, prom was around the corner and her graduation plans were already stressing her out. But at the very least, the people coming to live with her were people she loved and trusted. Danielle's mom, Sandra, had been best friends with a woman named Vanity for years - Aunt Vivi was what Danielle affectionately called the woman. And Danielle...

Sirens Story: Dear Diary Its BrandiHow do i explain the lonely feeling that eats at my gut every waking moment... And even my dreams are consumed with heartbreaking visions of my... Well no longer my Siren... When it ended my world shattered. I lay awake at night thinking of her.. Always of her.. With only our first dildo to comfort me. Each night i probe at my lonely cunt wishing she were hear fucking me, her hand guiding the dildo into my pussy... I close my eyes and fuck myself in the exact rhythm Siren normally used on me... If i...

"what are you doing?" "its fucking cold out here." Ross replied. taking his hands out from Shaun's pockets. it was a mid January day and Ross and his best friend Shaun where running laps for there after school detention. It turns out that unscrewing a teachers coffee mug top was not the smartest prank to pull when there are witnesses everywhere. "how much longer of this do we have to do" Shaun asked. "i don't know but if we don't stop soon i'm going to get frost bite. speaking of frost bite how is Alice?" Alice was Shaun's girlfriend and her...

The next morning Stuie awoke from the noise of his mother preparing for the day. He was still thinking what to wear that might attract the notice of a sister he was still unsure about. He chose to wear his bright red form fitting tank top and a pair of form fitting triathalon shorts, often worn for wrestling practice, that would accentuate his "package" and buns. He couldn't find a complete pair of either sandals or flip flops readily available, so bare feet would do just fine. He shuffled past the rooms of the house to the kitchen to help out...

Hey, this is my first story, I hope you guys like it. I hope that this story is well received, in which case, there will be a part 2 (and maybe more). It all happened the summer before my 16th birthday at a 3-month summer camp (more of a classroom setting thing, but it had a lot more outdoor stuff). It was kind of fun actually; I made a lot of friends and stuff, but that’s not what made that summer special. There was always this girl that sat a few chairs away during the class sessions. Her name was Stephanie...

I grew up in a smaller suburb outside of San Diego in a nice neighborhood. The houses were a pretty good size, but not mansions. It was a safe neighborhood where nobody would really worry about crime or anything like that. I came from a good family - my mom and dad were still married after 25 years being together and they taught me how to be a good person and not come off as a jerk to other people in life. Aside from them, I have a younger brother. I always got along alright with him, but we weren't incredibly...