College Smut Novels & Stories

Strawberry snaps. Coco sighs, standing straight "It's not my fault I have a sexy student. For fuck's sake" He looks back at the board "So, what I'm saying is, we four, we don't date, we don't do that shit. Probably because we're all fucking loyals to ourselves and would rather be fucked than—" "To the point" He looks at me "The whole school would be looking at you now. Wanting to know how you got to us, cracked us. Especially Caramel"

"Matt! *Please*!" "Shh" he whispered, rubbing himself against me. "I'll tell the college!" I barked, as tears began to well in my eyes, "I'll tell them about us!" "Tell them" he scoffed, and I could feel him becoming harder between my legs. "Who do you think they'll believe? The college lecturer with a spotless record, or the college slut with an app for being fucked? Huh, slut? The dirty little pervert who gets drunk and teases all the men in campus?".

Something was telling her that this wasn't fruit juice or anything about the sort. "I don't think that this is a fruit juice," Sammie said to her and Ashley agreed. "Someone must have smuggled it in," Ashley answered "Smart." Josh nodded. "The teachers are definitely going to kill us by tomorrow. We are dead." "I broke my virginity before eighteen." Ashley started crying due to the effect of the alcohol. Her virginity was related to the fact that she was trying to keep her tongue clean from alcoholic drinks before she was eighteen then on her birthday, she was going to deflower her tongue but things were ruined already.

Her body shuddered against mine, and I smiled at the sight of her beneath me, screaming my name nor stop. When her body exploded with her orgasm, I couldn't hold it back any longer and I finally cum inside her. We were both breathing heavily. That was awesome, she said, bursting out laughing. "I didn't remember you being so fast, Mr. Jenkin," she whispered, and I sank beside her, my breathing quickening. "How funny," I said, grumbling. She smiled and hugged me, and she was shaking "Are you scared?" I asked, laughing. Shut up, she said laughing.

My pussy was still throbbing, slick and swollen. “Sir Dominic’s men pin you against a wall, choke you while they fuck you senseless, and make you squirt all over their cock. I’ll take the pixels, thank you.” Mia laughed loud enough to earn dirty looks from nearby students. “Two months until graduation and you’re still this deep in smut-land. What are you going to do when you enter the real world?” “I’ll bring Sir Dominic with me. He fits nicely in my purse… and my fantasies.”

My free hand moves to my lower region. I bite my lip as I slip a finger through my fold — just to get the feel of it. I almost scream. Damn. Good thing I’m biting that lip. I smirk secretly, thinking that Damion will make a fortune writing books like ‘Cockiness 101’ or ‘Getting Laid For Dummies’. No, wait, ‘The Smile That Drops Panties’. “Sorry, the what?” he chuckles softly, and I curse my freaking mouth for not using its filter again.

"Yes, that's why I've come to take a shower. I let some of the boys take me to one of the bedrooms and pass me around." Gemma peered at herself in the mirror, looking impressed. "God, I love being a slut," she mused. "I don't understand why any girl wouldn't want to spend college fucking as many boys as she can. There's nothing better than being pounded in your pussy... or in your mouth... or letting boys come on your face." "There is an amazing amount of cum on your face," Simon told her. "There's plenty more in my pussy," she said with a giggle. "And in my tummy, come to that -- I swallowed so many loads."

I wаnnа see those tіtѕ," said Jіm. Wow hе wаѕ bеіng fоrwаrd, but ѕо fаr аѕ hе knеw I wаѕ a ѕlut. Sо whу not. So fаr іt ѕееmеd lіkе I was. Tоm lооkеd аt me. A ѕmаll smile саmе to hіѕ lірѕ. I wаѕ ѕtіll facing hіm. My аrmѕ аrоund hіѕ neck. Hе rеасhеd bеhіnd me аnd fumblеd a lіttlе wіth mу bra сlаѕр. He undid іt. I dropped my аrmѕ аnd lеt іt slide оff mу ѕhоuldеrѕ. It fell to thе grоund. I рrеѕѕеd mу bоdу against Tom hіdіng mу tіtѕ from vіеw.

I screamed around Ethan’s shaft. We came together in a sweaty, filthy explosion. Dylan flooded my pussy with pulse after pulse of hot cum. Carter unloaded deep in my ass, the overflow leaking out around his shaft. Ethan pulled out and painted my face and tits with rope after rope of thick white cum. I kept cumming, body shaking, holes clenching, milking every last drop. We collapsed in a sticky, cum-drenched heap. Cum oozed from my stretched pussy and asshole, dripped down my thighs, and coated my chin, cheeks, and heaving breasts. My hair was a mess, my makeup ruined. I looked like the perfect used-up slut.

she continued, talking in a seemingly professional manner while showcasing these obscene images. "I am a slut! A huge slut! The sluttiest of the sluts. The skankiest of the skanks. The trashiest of the trashy. The whoriest of the whores. Ever since I grew tits, I have been letting guys, and the occasional girl, play with them. I have been told I should be ashamed of myself, that no one likes a slut, but I do not care. I love it! I love being a slut! It is my best my quality. Callum, I am really, REALLY, good at sex, like, amazing at it. You do your work as the best boyfriend ever in public and I work in the bedroom."