Back to School

not too early nor too late to write a story with a back to school theme. A few of the many variations:
  • a new teacher is initiated in the staff room
  • a mom and dad meet dropping off their kids and start an affair
  • teacher and 18+ student of all sorts
  • teacher parent conference
  • what really happens in detention when all the students are 18+
New school year and the soccer mom's...a little of competition and FOMO could trigger something kinky.

Or one of the couples (call this imaginary couple Jane and Joe) are out of town. Someone sees Jane that's having a very romantic dinner at a high-end restaurant...only it isn't Jane its a woman that looks like Jane.

So couple #1 of Paul and Sue, Sue swears Jane had an affair so she sleeps with her boy toy/pool boy) ...

So a mistaken identity/ FOMO helps Sue cave in to her desire one of the other soccer moms has to find out ...
 
I would definitely go in the direction of a group of moms celebrating at one of the woman’s houses and a full blown orgy breaks out! šŸ˜
Hum ... mentally I can see one wife at the others house and a FMF happens as each wife tries to out do the other.

Correct me if Im wrong but competition helps?
 
I would go where literature meets life.

38, as a single father waiting for your kid to get out of school. A mother of around 25 starts a conversation. If you were younger you would think she's interested. Now it is just casual conversation.

However, she's pretty insistent. You tell her that you're too old for her. She doesn't seem to care. You remark on her ring of light skin on her ring finger, saying that either it's too soon or that she's got issues with her current relationship.

Before she can react the kids are running out. You pick up your kid, listening to something that had excited him that day, and you can hear the strings to her heart being played. You relent on her non-verbal pressure, telling her as much as yourself it is for the kids so they can play together.

Fast forward a month. She's weaseled into your life, living at your place 'for cost sharing.' the kids are also warming up to each other. The kids are playing at another friend, and you're alone. Finally enough of the rust on your soul is blown off to see a part of the shine. All it takes is a look, and she sees the shining metal. You don't resist as she draws you to the shower to properly prepare for what's to come. After a long time theres the sun shining in your social life again. Where there was only your kid as the brightest light, now she drew him back into the real world, starting in the bedroom.
Ooo ooo. Maybe the single dad is 46ish🤤
 
For me, I prefer college back to school stories. High school for me has the ick factor. One story I've been working on involves a mother whose children are grown and going off to college themselves. She feels pangs of regret that she never finished her education. So she, with the approval of her husband and kids, goes back to school. She's serioius minded and just want to get her degree. However as the semester goes on, and she meets people, she starts getting into the college life. A female student and neighbor and she become friends. The neighbor is a corrupting influence and brings her along to sorority and fraternity parties. She gets a lot of attention and is eventually worn down.
 
For me, I prefer college back to school stories. High school for me has the ick factor. One story I've been working on involves a mother whose children are grown and going off to college themselves. She feels pangs of regret that she never finished her education. So she, with the approval of her husband and kids, goes back to school. She's serioius minded and just want to get her degree. However as the semester goes on, and she meets people, she starts getting into the college life. A female student and neighbor and she become friends. The neighbor is a corrupting influence and brings her along to sorority and fraternity parties. She gets a lot of attention and is eventually worn down.
I like the idea of an innocent, well-meaning wife finding herself living a second life that feels disconnected from her old, boring life. It doesn't feel like cheating... it's just a different reality.
 
For me, I prefer college back to school stories. High school for me has the ick factor. One story I've been working on involves a mother whose children are grown and going off to college themselves. She feels pangs of regret that she never finished her education. So she, with the approval of her husband and kids, goes back to school. She's serioius minded and just want to get her degree. However as the semester goes on, and she meets people, she starts getting into the college life. A female student and neighbor and she become friends. The neighbor is a corrupting influence and brings her along to sorority and fraternity parties. She gets a lot of attention and is eventually worn down.
I love this idea!

Most of my stories are set in college, with college age students doing college stuff (i.e., mostly sex).

But the idea of an older person going back to college? That's awesome! With all their life's knowledge, they can do all the things that they (or actually, I) didn't know how to do when actually back in college the first time, and the experiences can be awesome! Kind of like the Rodney Dangerfield movie Back To School, only sexual.
 
I love this idea!

Most of my stories are set in college, with college age students doing college stuff (i.e., mostly sex).

But the idea of an older person going back to college? That's awesome! With all their life's knowledge, they can do all the things that they (or actually, I) didn't know how to do when actually back in college the first time, and the experiences can be awesome! Kind of like the Rodney Dangerfield movie Back To School, only sexual.
ugh...now have image of Rodney having sex stuck in my brain.
 
"I don't get no respect at all. Especially in bed. The other day, my girlfriend said she wanted me to cum in all three holes. Then she led me to the bathroom and pointed at the sink, the toilet, and the shower drain!"
 
Teacher Parent conference, have to admit that attractive men being so considerate and caring sometimes makes me wonder what they might be like in bed. Teacher smiling
in bed? What's wrong with just throwing them across your desk? (Or having them throw you if that's your druthers)
 
Teacher Parent conference, have to admit that attractive men being so considerate and caring sometimes makes me wonder what they might be like in bed. Teacher smiling
Mother and Father are having conference with hot young female teacher. Teacher and husband are clearly flirting with each other. On the way home, wife says to husband, "So, are we going to invite her for a three-way?"
 
For me, I prefer college back to school stories. High school for me has the ick factor. One story I've been working on involves a mother whose children are grown and going off to college themselves. She feels pangs of regret that she never finished her education. So she, with the approval of her husband and kids, goes back to school. She's serioius minded and just want to get her degree. However as the semester goes on, and she meets people, she starts getting into the college life. A female student and neighbor and she become friends. The neighbor is a corrupting influence and brings her along to sorority and fraternity parties. She gets a lot of attention and is eventually worn down.

Ma hasn't told anyone she went back. She wants her degree to be a surprise to the family. She has to play quite the game to hide things though and spends time at a Sorority to study.

Part of the deal with the Sorority is once or twice a semester, the Fresh Sisters get loaned out to Frats for a weekend.

SonnyBoy just happens to be one of the Frat Bros at the house Ma gets loaned to that certain weekend. He doesn't get back from work until the party has started and Ma is 'busy'.
 
Has anybody read "Spring Break Wife" by Major Rewrite?
I'm not a mom/son fan, but this is one of my favourite stories. So well written. So intense.
I even tried to draft a dad/daughter version, though I got no where with it.
 
Maybe... a stay-at-home mom volunteers to be a "classroom helper" in their small town school that can't afford proper staffing... so invites parents to volunteer to help out in a classroom.

She is assigned a classroom with that new young hot male teacher... and finds herself spending lots of time in the classroom, "doing his bidding", as he jokes. The running joke continues, that she's his "helper", "minion", then "slave".

It's all a silly joke that slowly escalates. She plays along, and even encourages it with a few "Would you want or need anything else today before I head home?, "As you wish, sir" and "Your wish is my command" etc... all with a grin. She was playing along initially because it was fun, he's cute & charming as well, the other women are jealous of their flirtatious relationship, etc... but... she has to admit, she's starting to have some harder core bondage / slave dreams lately...

Her husband gets a little nervous when one of the kids reports that the kids at school giggle about how his wife makes goo goo eyes at the cute teacher.

He confronts her and she giggles, and apologizes, and explains that it's no big deal... yes, he is very attractive, but too young... it's all just a silly slightly flirtatious joke, funny because it's so unrealistic. Nothing to be worried about... she got carried away just because it was fun, and, because her friends were jealous which she liked.

She tried to ease his mind by joking, "Sure, I'm his to order around during the school day, but, I come home to my REAL master at night... you're welcome to order me to do anything he does... want me to sort some papers? Grade them? Make copies?"

They laugh have hot sex... which allows the joke to extend to their relationship. She continues the flirtatious joke about being owned by the teacher at school, but her husband at home. He orders her to come give him a kiss. "Well, sir, that's something different than making copies? Am I THAT kind of a servant?" He laughs, "Yes. I order you to give me a kiss." "Yes, sir. Anything my masters say." He continues to play along because he sees this ending in some sex. During sex, she kisses him passionately, continuing her order, then adds "You're not worried my other master might order me to kiss him? Haha, just teasing..."

Like all good slippery slopes, the joke kept getting extended inch by inch over time.

One night, the wife gets a text from the teacher telling her that he'd like her to wear her short black skirt the next day. The husband raises his eyebrows jealously. She giggles, explaining that they'd joked about him telling her what to wear because she'd worn a sweatshirt of her favorite football team which turned out to be a rival of his... so he, with a big grin, "ordered" her not to wear it again in her classroom. She'd replied, "Yes sir. I didn't realize you got to dictate what I wear." So this was him just extending the joke to be funny.

"Well, you're not going to do it are you? You don't really HAVE to."
"I don't know. Maybe. It'd be kinda funny. Besides, if I don't, he might spank me! Just kidding!"
"Well, if that's within the rules, while you're in this house, I order you to be naked!"
She grins, blushes, and says, "You're right, if I have to wear what he says at school, then I have to do what you say while in the house..." and she strips.

The husband decides to push his luck a little and, orders his wife to kneel between his knees and suck him. She raises her eyebrows, then gives him a devilish grin and kneels on the floor, unzips his pants, and takes him into her mouth.

She pauses and says, "I didn't know that's something a master could order... fortunately, he'd never order me to do that at school..."

He squirms at her implication, but, horny as hell now, desperate for her to continue sucking says, "Yes, that's an order."

Halfway through, his mind still replaying her last comment, he says, "Just to be clear, it's not just that he wouldn't order it, right? You wouldn't DO it?"

She pauses again and grins, "Oh, am I allowed to disobey orders I don't like? Like if I'm not in the mood to suck your cock?", all the while teasing his cock with her fingertips, making him crazy with lust.

He grins as he realizes what she's teasing... if he gets to join the master/slave game, then, the rules have to be the same for both masters. His need be back in his wife's mouth outweighs his jealousy and he says, "Fine. I order you to suck my cock."

"Yes sir. Anything a master tells me to do..." and she continues.

The next day, she returns home wearing her short black dress. The husband asks jealously how the wife's day was, clumsily trying to ask about the skirt and more. "You wore the skirt. Did he comment on it? Did he order you to do anything today other than sort and copy papers?"

"He did comment on the skirt... he said I look very nice in it, and praised me for following orders.", then she continued with an even more teasing voice, "And, no need to be jealous, he didn't order me to kiss him, or undress, or get on my knees and suck his cock", then kissed her husband.

"I think you're enjoying this too much."

"Well, as you know he is a very attractive man, and it IS fun to play this little flirtatious game, but, no, nothing beyond harmless flirting and fun with ever happen. THoooughhh... I have to admit, it made me wet today knowing that, at any moment, he COULD order me to kiss him, undress, and get on his knees and suck his cock. But, maybe YOU can order and benefit from all this pent up wetness..."

And so he ordered her to bed, and to kiss him, and undress, and suck him... then fuck him. And it became a standard tease in bed for them to talk about what she'd do if "he" gave her the same order... "He never would, I mean we're at school after all, but, if he did... I'd have to do it, right? I'd have to do it just like THIS, right?"
Hell and I get chastised.
 
The late afternoon sun slanted through the tall, arched windows of Northwood High, painting golden stripes across the polished linoleum floor of the main hallway. A faint scent of chalk dust and the lingering aroma of yesterday’s cafeteria spaghetti hung in the air. Miss Eleanor Vance, at thirty-five, was a familiar, almost comforting fixture within these walls. Her height, a modest five-foot-six, was more than compensated for by her impressively long legs, which gave her a graceful stride as she moved. Her frame, a classic hourglass with curves that hinted at a certain Hollywood glamour – often described by admiring colleagues as a Marilyn Monroe figure – was elegantly clad in a tweed skirt and a fitted cashmere sweater today.

Eleanor was in the midst of meticulously organizing a display of student art for the upcoming open house when the double doors at the end of the hall swung open with a decisive thud. A ripple of familiarity went through her. The silhouette was unmistakable. Strong shoulders, a confident posture, the way she held her head… it couldn't be.

Then, the figure stepped fully into the light, and Eleanor froze, a brush clutched forgotten in her hand.

ā€œMiss Vance?ā€

The voice, deeper now, richer with the confidence of adulthood but still holding a trace of the youthful exuberance Eleanor remembered, sent a warm, unexpected jolt through her.

Standing before her, radiating an aura of athletic prowess and newfound sophistication, was Sarah Jenkins. Twenty-three years old, a decade younger than Eleanor, and the undisputed star athlete of Northwood High not so long ago. Eleanor recalled Sarah’s effortless grace on the track, her fierce determination on the basketball court, the way she’d commanded attention without even trying.
 
The Cathedral School of St. John's, nestled within a secluded, ancient woodland, offered a unique educational program for young women. This program, described by its creators as a comprehensive "education package," was designed to cultivate and prepare its students for a future that embraced the full spectrum of their aspirations.

The school's philosophy centered on empowering each girl to explore and realize her deepest ambitions, whatever they might be. Rather than adhering to traditional expectations, the curriculum was tailored to foster a broad range of skills, encourage bold self-discovery, and equip the students with the confidence and resilience to pursue any path they envisioned for themselves.

The educators at St. John's prided themselves on nurturing this spirit of individual pursuit, aiming to ensure that their graduates were not just educated, but truly prepared to manifest their most ambitious and unconventional dreams into reality.
 
The Cathedral School of St. John's, nestled within a secluded, ancient woodland, offered a unique educational program for young women. This program, described by its creators as a comprehensive "education package," was designed to cultivate and prepare its students for a future that embraced the full spectrum of their aspirations.

The school's philosophy centered on empowering each girl to explore and realize her deepest ambitions, whatever they might be. Rather than adhering to traditional expectations, the curriculum was tailored to foster a broad range of skills, encourage bold self-discovery, and equip the students with the confidence and resilience to pursue any path they envisioned for themselves.

The educators at St. John's prided themselves on nurturing this spirit of individual pursuit, aiming to ensure that their graduates were not just educated, but truly prepared to manifest their most ambitious and unconventional dreams into reality.
This is a finishing academy of sorts after high school. It determines which students will go off to college and which will remain to be come part of The Coven.

Those that go to college know they will never be allowed to return to the community, that in effect, they are being sent away, ostracized.
 
This is a finishing academy of sorts after high school. It determines which students will go off to college and which will remain to be come part of The Coven.

Those that go to college know they will never be allowed to return to the community, that in effect, they are being sent away, ostracized.
I was thinking that the patrons are trained for more lustful pursuits
 
Custodian & lunch lady, fooling around first thing in the morning before classes during prep for breakfast, almost getting caught.

The same, except a mom sees the activity thru a window after dropping off the kid(s). Filming? Blackmail? Stalking after other dropoffs? Voluntarily joining in?

Principle gets caught going thru 18+ students' records & making copies of addresses by secretary returning for a missing pair of reading glasses. "That's not very appropriate, Principle. What would the PTA think?"

Janitor, pissed off at the kids' messy behaviors, takes it out on various parents for their poor job raising 'the slobs'.

IT consultant for the school district/state picks up on questionable behavior. Some is innocent, but there's evidence of some teachers plotting something never directly referenced online. Takes it to the cops, who work with the consultant (mix genders as you prefer) and they get a court order for surveillance. It begins, lots of different voyeur/voyeuse kink, both overheat and start banging like a shoe in a washing machine. The plot ends up benign - surprise birthday party for the principle, maybe? - but the two have one last fuck and part. Do they ever meet up again elsewhere?

School councillor gaslights the principal & ends up conditioning them, grooming them into a willing sub. Kinkiness ensues.

Where ever you've got enough adults around, there's always a porn plot. :)
 
PE lessons to learn breath control volunteer men are lined up against a wall with there loins exposed the girls to get a pass have to take each cock as deep as they can for as long as they can before moving on to the next size up.
 
History was another exploration into knowledge exploration of the world of lust and longing
 
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