College Erotica Novels & Stories

My eyes closed. “Eyes on me, Celine.” I forced them open. He was stroking himself, his fist moving slowly up and down his shaft, his eyes locked on my working fingers. The obscenity of it—spread out on my professor’s desk, masturbating for him sent a fresh gush of wetness between my legs. This was better than what I wrote. “That’s it,” he coaxed, his voice a drug. “Make that pretty pussy clench. I want to see you cum.”,

His fingers in my pussys feels hot and too good to be real, “hmmm? How does it taste baby? Should I eat you out? Do you deserve it?“ He asked me, moving closer to flatten my back against his chest. His cock pressing against the base of spine, leaving a heavenly wet mix of my own spit and his precum. He sneaks his hand to my front and fondles my big breasts in his hand and plays with my piercing, my sensitive nipples in his hands makes my pussy throb with want. “Eat it…eat my pussy” I cry out, feeling my slick leaking down my thigh, I have never leaked this much in my entire life, with a squeeze on my breast, I moan and shut my eyes. Kole goes down behind me and spread my legs apart so my pus

⚠️ ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK This book is not just erotic, it is seduction in words. Every page is meant to stroke your mind, heat your body, and pull you deeper until you forget where you are. You will not read this… you will feel it. And once you enter, leaving will not be easy. Inside, you will find: Unfiltered Heat – Scenes so vivid you will taste them, feel them, ache for them. Dark Temptations – Men who don’t just touch… they claim.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

"Take it all, baby." He stiffened, his back arching off the seat as he came. I didn't pull away. I took every hot, thick jet of his seed, swallowing it down like the finest champagne. When I finally pulled back, a thin string of silver connected us. He looked down at me with a look of pure, unadorned lust. I didn't give him time to breathe. I stood up, hiked up my sheer dress, and straddled him. I shifted the red mesh to the side, keeping the vibrator pinned against my clit while exposing my wet, aching hole.

Santa Claus whipped me again and again, but all that escaped my mouth were my moans as I whined on the body, wishing to be released so I could jump on him and ride the piece of meat in between his legs. "Yes, Daddy." I licked my bottom lip seductively as he thrust the whip to a side, before grabbing the oil and rubbing all over his cock, till it glistened. He took it out and inserted it inside my pussy, before using the remote control to trigger it to work inside me. I squirted hard on the bed as it seemed as if electricity was buzzing through me, hard. "Shit! What a mess!" He made fun of me as my cheeks burned from embarrassment.

“Stretching Mommy’s married hole again right under her son’s nose. What if Jake walks in right now? Sees me bouncing on this fat cock that belongs to his best friend. Sees my tits bouncing while you breed me?” The dirty risk made everything ten times hotter. I thrust up gently to meet her, burying myself balls-deep. Elena’s mouth opened in a silent, desperate gasp, her eyes widening. Her creamy juices coated my balls and leaked down to my ass. I slid one hand down to rub her swollen clit in slow, firm circles while she rode me like a filthy secret.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

Amelia moaned and writhed, crying into the sofa cushion in front of her, while my cock plowed into her small pussy again and again. She brought her hand back to her clit, rubbing herself in rapid strokes. I could feel her slender fingers touching the place where her pussy lips were stretched tight around my thick cock. I could feel her gripping my cock with her vagina wall. I could feel her milking me. "Oh FUCK! You are killing me, Amelia" I groan. I could feel my cock begin to swell up even bigger, pulsing so deep in her young, innocent pussy. I heard footstep, which I knew was my wife or her mother approaching the main door of the apartment.