The seventh part of Dawn. A series of stories about me and my experiences since I was 15 up until now. This chapter covers up action with Mara and Eiburu, besides me and Tai from my first year of high school. Read More...

The sixth part of Dawn. A series of stories about me and my experiences since I was 15 up until now. This chapter covers up Rin and Sonia's first time and my first time with a guy from my first year of high school. Read More...

The fifth part of Dawn. A series of stories about me and my experiences since I was 15 up until now. This chapter covers up our encounters with our new classmates from my first year of high school. Read More...

The fourth part of Dawn. A series of stories about me and my experiences since I was 15 up until now. This chapter covers up our new cuadri-love from my first year of high school. Read More...

The third part of Dawn. A series of stories about me and my experiences since I was 15 up until now. This chapter covers up the second part of our triangle love from my first year of high school. Read More...

The second part of Dawn. A series of stories about me and my experiences since I was 15 up until now. This chapter covers up the first part of our triangle love from my first year of high school. Read More...

The first part of Dawn. A series of stories about me and my experiences since I was 15 up until now. This chapter covers up my first relationship and sex experience from my first year of high school. Read More...

I had stayed awake all night, I was afraid to close my eyes, afraid to try to sleep having not fully figured out what had happened, or why it had happened. My mind went over everything that I thought had happened, and what I had to do today at school. The first thing I did was strip my bed and hide my wet sheets; I would wash those later when I got home. Read More...

Continued from Jenna's Story 01.

Jenna slipped out of Ms. Tails English class and almost sprinted down the hall towards the cafeteria. Weeks of waiting, hoping, making plans, and scrapping them had finally paid off. Not only had she kissed her favourite teacher, she had made a meal out of her succulent cunt. If only that dipshit Mr. Anders hadn't came in at that moment. But her anger Read More...