Novel & Cerita College Erotica

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

I said as I looked back at him while twerking on his massive dick. "What the—fuck!” he gasped, head thrown backwards and his eyes rolled back as I clenched around him. I swirled my hips in a slow, sinful rhythm, riding him like the desperate slut I was for him. My back arched into a sexy curve, ass bouncing on his lap as I took every inch. I picked up the pace, riding him harder, rolling and circling my hips so his cock dragged against every sensitive spot inside me. My dick bounced heavily with every movement, smearing pre-cum across my stomach.

the soft noises of his mouth, my helpless whimpers, the low groans vibrating against me. My fingers curled against the desk, nails scraping wood as pleasure coiled tighter in my belly. “You taste like every dirty fantasy I’ve had since September,” he murmured against me. “Sweet. Filthy. Mine.” He sucked my clit hard, then eased two thick fingers inside, curling them against the spot that made stars burst behind my eyelids. “Oh God...Dade...” “That’s it,” he encouraged, pumping slowly while his tongue worked. “Let me hear you. No one else is here. No one else gets to know how loud you get when your professor does this.”

The room was filled with the sound of my extremely wet pussy slamming against his dick over and over again. He’ll start up fast and hard, hitting every spot and I could swear he touched my womb, then he’ll take it slow, teasing me , making me feel every inch of his dick, making my body go numb. I’ve never been fucked this good before . “Do you like it?”, he whispered behind my ear, driving in slowly. “Yes”, I moaned out almost crying. “Yes what?” “Yes Mr Tom”. “Fuck i love the way you call me that, tell me how much you love it “.

I felt a hand pin me to the bed, as the figure kept dipping the dildo in for me. I wanted to resist, yet the figure did it so well—so well that I kept panting instead of asking who the person was. It was dark and I couldn't see, yet I could smell the cologne: thick, good, and it smelled masculine. I kept moaning uncontrollably; getting wet wasn't a choice, it was a fucking action. I couldn't control it; I just kept moaning words out of my throat. Not until the figure couldn't take it any longer.

Her moans turned into short, broken whimpers now, “uh… uh… yes… like that…” He kept the pace brutal, the glass fogging from their heat. Her free hand braced against it, leaving wet prints. He finally pulled out, turned her, and bent her over the toilet tank. One hard shove and he was buried again, pounding her from behind while she gripped the edges. “Tell me what you are…” “Your overtime slut… your dirty little hole… use me…” He reached under, pinched her clit hard, and she broke. A loud, shaky “fuck...I’m cumming...” ripped out of her as her pussy clenched and fluttered around him, juices running down her thighs.

Derick, who had no idea what I have just done. I touched my lips, then my neck, then lower—just once, through my skirt—and felt her breath catch. I grabbed my bag, got out of the car, and walked toward the apartment. I walked into the apartment still feeling Mr. Grant’s cum leak out of me with every step. Derick was on the couch in a t-shirt and sweatpants, scrolling on his phone. He looked up and smiled. “Hey, baby. Long day?” “Yeah.” I went straight to the shower, but I didn’t wash between my legs. I left his cum inside me on purpose. When I came out in just a towel, Derick was already hard. He pulled me onto the bed and kissed me like he always did—soft, familiar, safe.

he asked he’s voice low and sexy “Mhmm” I said, nodding maintaining eye contact with his dark eyes. “Fuck Bri, let me watch you touch yourself “ he says as he slides my red panties off my body. He brings it up slowly taking a sniff of them. I quickly spread my legs wider giving him a view, I pick up the pace rubbing faster, my eyes never leaving his. I arch my back into my fingers as pleasure shoots throughout my body. “Fuckk” I moan breathlessly as I feel heat building up in my stomach

His hips jerked with each spurt his hand milking every drop watching it cover me. I watched him come the sight pushing my orgasm longer my fingers rubbing my clit slow now drawing it out feeling his cum warm thick on my skin. “So much,” I whispered reaching down to rub it in spreading it over my breasts and stomach marking myself with him feeling dirty and owned. Rune breathed hard watching me play with his cum his cock twitching still half hard at the sight. “You are fucking perfect,” he said, leaning in to kiss me deep, tasting my mouth slow now, the urgency fading but the heat still there.

The room filled up with the scent of their dirty sex, the sound of their voices, and the aroma of their cunt. “I could fuck this pussy all day. I want more, Helena. I want more of your wet, slutty cunt. I want you to slut me out. I want you to fuck my pussy until my legs are shaky.” Helena wanted more too, but they needed to keep to time. “Come on, Elora. You’ll have more when we get to the hospital.” She smiled down at Elora. “And don’t forget, we’re going to suck and fuck those men like the sluts they are. They’ll be begging us to get off their cocks by the time we’re done with them.”