Author: Caldeia

Lisa, Vicky’s friend. [M/F]

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Lisa and Vicky were neighbours. But more than that they were friends. They told each other everything. Lisa the more experienced of the two, would tell Vicky about her escapades with the opposite sex and Vicky confided in Lisa regarding her fantasies.

One Saturday Lisa went round to Vicky’s as she did. Mr Dealhime or Tim, had just finished a set of push ups. He sat up to attention on the chime of the doorbell. Opening the door he stood there just starring. There Lisa stood. She sported a light pink crop top with a skirt that stopped just above the knee.

” Hey Mr Dealhime, is Vicky in?”. She said in her usual cute way.

” Sure” Tim said gesturing her in.

She made her way to Vicky’s room. Tim stole a look up her skirt. Ever since the separation from his wife he had a new found appreciation for Lisa.

Vicky’s room had all the usual particulars a teenager’s room had. Lisa paced around while Vicky sat on the bed.

They spoke about various subjects until they got to the serious stuff. Read more »

Miss Flannson [M/F]

Thank you for taking the time to read my short heated story. Reposting with tags, all characters are fictional, enjoy…………..

A soft breeze grazed the grass of the sports field, though Jac couldn’t feel it. In detention with nothing but beige walls and desks to spark the imagination, time took its, well, time. Still, all was not lost, the support teacher miss Flannson could hardly be described as ugly, some boys got into detention just to be in her presence. Though in the summer, detention attendance took an all-time low.

Jac sat back in the chair, folding his arms gazing outside.

” Jac, that homework isn’t going to finish itself”. Miss Flannson said

Jac sat up, snapping out of a daze. ” Yes miss Flannson”. He said.

She resumed her marking once he began to show focus on his homework. Staring at the biology text book boredom again began to set in. He flipped through the pages, disinterested until he came across the middle section. “Sexual reproductive organs”. The section title read. Jac stared for a moment at a scientific picture of a nude woman. He glanced up and looked at miss Flannson as she busied away marking papers. Fantastic figure he thought as he’s eyes lingered over her tight white shirt. It could hardly contain her chest he thought to himself, watching the slight elevations while she breathed. They were a lot bigger than Linder’s the cheerleader he had been dating. Read more »