College Smut Novels & Stories

The crowd closed in like sharks circling blood. “You pretended so well,” Samantha hissed. “Perfect little saint. But turns out, you’re just a common slut.” Laughter erupted. The word slut echoed down the hallway, bouncing off the walls like a slap. Marceline froze. “What… what are you talking about?” More laughter. More whispers. “God, she’s still pretending!” someone said. “Iconic.” Another voice added, “Guess the good girl mask finally slipped.” “Maybe she should switch majors,” a girl called. “P**n seems to suit her better.”

On the table, my legs spread wide, my face a mess of tears and smeared mascara, Derek’s dick buried inside me. The flash from the camera makes my skin look pale and sickly. Under the photo, the text is short and simple: "Smile for the camera, slut. Or this goes to the whole campus. 9 p.m. Tonight. Same place." A cold dread washes over me, so potent I think I might be sick. I curl into a ball, pulling the blanket up to my chin as if it’s a shield.

"I was merely conversing with Smoky, that's all!" "Oh, how perfectly twee!" Her voice dripped with wry amusement. "And here I was envisioning the far more salacious scenarios troubling your thoughts after whatshisface unearthed those repressed urges earlier today with his whole 'scholarly discourse on feminine ecstasy' charade..." "We did not delve into anything even approaching that untoward!" I cut her off fiercely, my free hand reflexively cradling Smoky's small body closer to my chest. She merely chuckled in response, rich and knowing.

I almost blacked out when I saw her message. I had heard stories about the seedy underbelly of businesses like this: smut videos, softcore porn sold quietly under the table. But could my own wife really be doing something like that? I wrote: [So if I join your club, you'll show me even more? But what is "more"? Show me. I'll join if it satisfies me.] "Oh no, that's not very nice! You have to pay to see them. That's only fair, Daddy! I promise you won't regret the membership fee once you see what I have," she purred in a sultry voice note.

The smoothie or the cock? "Both...you think you're funny, but they're both amazing." Her fingers trailed over the head, probing the slit with a fingertip and grinning, "You know, I'm sort of a cumslut, but after a cum-covered corn dog and now a smoothie, I'm even more into it. Maybe you could give me another shot of that banana cream?"

Smitty had come into my bedroom calmer than I expected. “So, you want to talk shit to yo’ moms now young lady? You think you grown now cuz’ you dun let some little nigga thump you?” I was over the fact that both my parents thought I was out here being sexually active with anyone; still at 14 I had only had sex with Smitty. Most boys in my school thought I was weird and the high school boys would take me out but thought I was too young to sleep with. I rolled over and looked Smitty amorously in his eyes allowing a portion of my breast to show through the neckline of my nightgown,

Sаmаnthа lеаnеd in and kіѕѕеd hеr mouth long аnd dеер. "Yоu hаvе bееn behaving like a ѕроіlеd brаt, but thаt wіll change little сunt. You will nо lоngеr be rudе tо Adam оr rеfеr to hіm аѕ thе Bоgеуmаn. I do not ѕhаrе уоur рrеjudісе towards men. Yоu have much tо unlеаrn from соllеgе."

She said sarcastically while rolling her eyes at me. "I have given you org*sms." I said glaring at her. "What is an STD and an org*sm?" I heard a little voice say behind me. We all turned to see the kids staring at us in curiosity. Not knowing what to tell them, we all turned and looked at Alex. "Go on Alex, please tell them what is an STD and an org*sm." I said smirking. "Well STD stands for Small Toe Disease and an org*sm is an adult cookie that explodes into little glittery white chocolate when you put it in your mouth." Alex said smiling at her accomplishment, but the smile was wiped off when Alexis shouted,

I blurted out in an attempt to kill the chain of thoughts rising in my head, as well as to offend him. “When you talk so dirty, baby, you turn me on.” He muttered through lips gliding awakening kisses down my neck. “You’re so fucking cute when you come on to me.” He nibbled and sucked on the skin, leaving hickeys. “That’s not what I was doing.” I protested with a struggle. How on earth did his smutty brain misunderstand the insult? “I ―” His finger silenced me, pressing my lips still. Another finger snuck past the hem of my pajama shorts. I sucked in sharp breaths as his finger slipped inside my panties and stroked my wet slit. Tingles erupt at the bottom of my stomach and my body shuddered.

She came with a muffled scream, squirting a little onto the sheets, body convulsing as she kept fucking herself through it. She collapsed, panting, pulling the dripping dildo out and sucking it clean for the camera. “Thank you for watching Mommy cum. Tip if you want more. Next time… maybe I’ll show you how I taste after a real fucking.” She ended the recording, uploaded it with the caption: “ASlimySlut’s sloppy afternoon stretch 💦 Who wants to breed this divorced pussy?”, and leaned back, flushed and satisfied.