"A lesbian teacher deals with a wayward student in a severe yet quite pleasurable fashion..."
Firmly clutching the strap of her shoulder bag, sixteen-year-old Sandy Ratledge hesitantly made her way down a hallway deep in the heart of Crestwood, the elite private school she attended. The last class of the day had ended fifteen minutes...
One of my classes at art school is life drawing, which means a nude model—very up close and naked. I remember the first day when this woman walked in wearing a blue terrycloth robe, took it off, and hung it...
"...you sat there facing me, legs slightly apart, exposing the lacy elastic bands of your thigh highs"
"Doc, do you have a few minutes to see me after classes today?" you asked in a faint whisper as you leaned over my desk. Students started calling me Doc a couple of years ago after I finished my PhD,...
"high school tease gets the tables turned on her"
Eighteen year old Sonia Kay admired herself in the mirror. She stood in front of the looking glass naked, her blonde hair still very damp and her skin slightly moist from her morning shower. Sonia placed her hands over her...
"Lindsey's attempts of seducing Mr. Shuffield leads to a wonderful discovery."
You have no idea what he does to me. I sit near the back of his class – mainly on purpose so he’s not aware that I’m always staring at him – while he teaches and lectures us on Government...
"Sophia discovers theres more to the new Literature teacher than meets the eye."
Sophia was irresistible. I knew it was wrong for me to even think about her that way. She was only 17, although her cleavage might have suggested otherwise. Her long flowing dark hair, aqua blue eyes and curves proved she...
"Who's in on the secret? No way out of the secret."
I have a secret. My secret is that I’m a teacher that has had sex with one of his students, a beautiful and intelligent blonde cheerleader named Tiffany. If Tiffany keeps this secret between us, then I...
"More from Professor Lucas Wainwright..."
By five o'clock on a cold winter's afternoon, the interior of St. Stephen's was warm, welcoming, and filled with any number of partially-inebriated students celebrating the imminent end of the university term. Over the muted thump of the music, voices...
"More from Professor Lucas Wainwright..."
The door opened without warning, and a sweet feminine voice said, "Professor Wainwright? I think I'm your four o'clock."Lucas looked up irritably from the pile of papers he was reviewing, then removed his spectacles and took a longer look at...
"More from Professor Lucas Wainwright..."
There was a hesitant knock at the door.Professor Lucas Wainwright swore softly, though it sounded loud in the stillness of his office. Refusing to be hurried, he finished the sentence he was writing, capped and put down his pen, and...
