I didn’t go to school the following day because my condition became worse. It didn’t get better the day after either, so I still stayed back home again. I didn’t like this at all. It’s been a while since I felt this sick. I had lost so much appetite and I was suddenly disgusted with most foods, even ones I used to really enjoy. I threw up not less than twice each of these days. I hated every bit of this and I just wanted to get well.I didn’t want Evelyn or Jason to come into my room in case whatever I had was contagious. Evelyn being Evelyn was stubborn. She always came in and even hugged me, telling me that everything would be fine. She seemed to be convinced that whatever I had wasn’t contagious. Mom stayed back from work these past two days to look after me. I hated drugs, but I was desperate to get well. So, I was ready to take whatever amount was given to me, only that my mom wasn’t giving me any at all. Each time she came into my room, she looked at me with so much anxiety. Wh
BrettThe moment Misha had run into my class that Monday morning all sweaty, with her breast plastered to her shirt, I wanted her. I had wanted her so bad I knew I wasn’t going to stop until I got her. I might be somewhat rebellious, but never irresponsible. Then Misha had come along and dealt thoroughly with my self-control and dignity as a teacher. I had lost my sanity.The past few days had been very unbearable for me. I craved for Misha every damn day, but I needed to keep to my word. I was ruining her. I made sure to lock my office door because I knew that once she was able to walk through that door, I wouldn’t be able to resist her. She had come earlier this morning to see me. She was more desperate this time than she has ever been, but I ignored her. It hurts so badly, but I was doing this for her. She needed to move on and forget about me.It was school over and she was banging on my door again.“Brett, please open up,” she begged. “We need to talk.” I sat down, listening to
BrettMisha was as innocent as a dove when I met her. I shamelessly took that away from her and I’ll never be able to forgive myself for that. The only bright side of it was that she would never have been mine if I didn’t make a move. I might have taken her innocence, but I will never take her dignity and public image. I knew the stigma she would face for this, especially if no one owned up to being responsible for the baby. I was going to suffer for our actions as much as she would. It would never equalize since she was the one carrying the baby, but I’m going to do as much as I could to support her through it all. I couldn’t let her bear it alone.If it was some other person, I would have immediately suggested abortion without second thoughts. But this was Misha and I loved her. She was the first girl I brought to my bedroom. I didn’t think. I just found myself taking her there. I took all my one-night stands to my guestroom, but for some reason, I had wanted her on my bed. I wante
COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 1 Tiana Rogers, a hot new member of the cheerleading squad, needs something hotter to sate the burning tingly sensation between her legs and she finds the perfect dick for the job when she meets Coach Carlton. She tests the waters of high school surrounded by other sex-crazed teens with its ups and downs. Her desire for Coach Carlton takes her into uncharted territory. What started as innocent encounters and not-so-innocent daydreams morph into real sex-packed action neither of them could resist. Tiana's POV High school is by far the best case study for "The wild". The only difference this place had from the actual wild was that the animals here were fucking. Everyone was fucking everything.Yes, folks. We had gotten to that line and crossed it running extra laps on the goddamn tracks.Just last week, I stumbled upon Rebecca giving multiple blow jobs to two seniors in the music room. In my defense, I wasn't aware they made lessons available for that particula
COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 2 Tiana's POV Since the dawn of time, men have always made machines to compensate for their natural laziness. I think by 2030, there would be a machine that helps bring out shit from your ass so you won't have to go through the labor of pushing the tough ones out. Despite my opinion, I needed to get a machine for myself. Constantly flicking my bean would make my fingers crooked. I could see the signs. The pinky was starting to creak whenever I wiggled it back and forth. I also noticed a slight curve to it I could swear wasn't part of the default package.I need a dildo...The weekend came fast and I spent a good part of my Saturday morning going through an online platform where I overheard most of the girls get the stuff.I felt naughty. It was a thrilling sensation. I imagined it was the same way a pickpocket felt when he was offered the chance to work a bank robbery.The excess adrenaline pumping through me made my heart pound like the engine of a fancy sp
COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 3 Tiana's POV You know that feeling when you just discovered how good it feels touching your pussy for the first time. The bliss. The fucking bliss. There's nothing quite like the first time. Then you want to do it over and over and over again till it's all you want at that fucking moment until the magic ends.Well, trying a sex toy for the first time comes second. The sensation runs through every fucking nerve in your body shooting up fireworks in your brain. It's impossible to explain but that's how I felt at that moment. At that moment of contact, everything melted away. Everything stopped. Everything ceased to exist. It was just the sense-numbing feeling right before I jumped off the cliff.Life suddenly had colors. It was as if I could see everything clearly and appreciate life all at once.My OhMiBod...The first week of getting it, I had used it more than fifty times and counting. By the second week, I was taking it along with me to school. It was with
COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 4 Tiana's POV Gossip...Throughout history, gossip has had a long arm stretching across every major dynasty and civilization finding its way into our modern-day world. We can all agree everyone in history participated in one way or the other in this activity; everyone except Jesus Christ but then even he got struck by the sharp blades of this cruel specter.There are so many hubs where gossip lurks whispering orders to its foot soldiers. The mall. Spa. The salon. In book club meetings. After book club meetings. Most places you'd expect women to gather but none so formidable as Highschool. High school, my friends, take the crown home every time.Nothing spreads faster than gossip. In a race, fire would be fucked.The next morning, I walked into school oblivious to the details of the latest gossip and how it involved me. I was too busy fantasizing about Coach Calton to notice the malicious stares and whispers.Someone had even gone through the pain of artistica
COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 5 Tiana's POV Tiana?Yeah...Okay. Saved.It had been two days since then and I hadn't gotten a text from him. We hadn't run into each other and now that I think about it, I admit to unconsciously avoiding him.Wayne had taken a huge hit after what happened in the gym. Most of the girls didn't want to be seen around him and even though he was still popular, he had gone down on the list.The weekend was coming and my Uncles were planning a family adventure thingy. They did that from time to time. It's a rich people thing.I didn't look or act it but my family was rich. Stupid rich. We're what you'd call old-money rich. My dad, Thomas Rogers was one of the sons of the oil tycoon Garrett Rogers or as I loved to call him, Grumps. He was grumpy to the whole world but somehow I only saw his sweet side.Uncle Keith and Marshall called to inform us about the plan. Mom was skeptical at first but she had to give the thumbs up.On Friday, with my bag packed, I kissed my