College Smut Novels & Stories

He momentarily removed his expert fingers, bringing them towards my nose so I could smell my feminine fluids. What he did next was even weirder, he popped his wet fingers into my mouth and almost immediately I started slurping on it. Heightened by the scent, I was intrigued to know what my juices taste like. The smell of woman, of sex, drove me crazy! I lapped my cum like a thirsty traveller, sucking every last drop as though my life depended on it. I found myself slowly swallowing his fingers deeper moaning as if to simulate a blowjob. I would have done anything to quench that almost annoying desire that was burning deep within my pussy.

They were considerably more experienced than the other two who just lost their virginity. "Sometimes if we just did a quickie, it wouldn't hurt or leave a lot of signs. No sweat, no smell, and the wetness and dirtiness would also be minimum... even no new marks either," Miriam said. "But, there is still one thing for sure, right?" Harriet thought for a bit. Her eyelids fell and her eyes deepened. She blushed for a bit and smiled in a very seductive way. She said softly, "The semen... it's leaking."

"Clichés but I was interested to know what my woman invest most of her time in." He cares. My brain tells me but my other self is saying no he doesn't. He's doing it for his benefit. "The books" he pause. "I learn what Smut is in your world." I want the ground to swallow me right there. Oh wait. Did he just say learn? "You-" "You taught me what Smut is? " he winks at me. Fuck, that was so embarrassing." I only know the word fuck and fuck" he says, moving towards me.

I collapse on the ottoman, shaking, covered in sweat, spit, and cum, completely destroyed and more satisfied than I’ve ever been. The livestream is still rolling. Someone whispers in my ear: “Welcome to college, slut. This is just the beginning of your new life as the frat’s favorite fucktoy.” The End.

The hallway outside was quiet, but inside the men’s bathroom my heart hammered like a drum against my ribs. I’m Sylvia, a shameless twenty year old college student, and according to the rumors, the biggest slut on campus. Ever since that video of me making out with five guys went viral, most people pretended not to know my name. They just called me slut, whore, cum-dump. I stopped caring months ago. The names only made me wetter. I didn’t give a fuck. Today, I was finally living up to the title once more.

He’s dead. [Or stupid] --- Bullet Comments with spoiler will be screened out for the hero --- The bullet comments on the screen blew up into another climax, filled with more vicious curses this time and even less information. But the smirk on Meph’s face widened. “You guys are the best fans!” Meph’s long, deep, foxy eyes smile into two curvy lines, yet somehow he doesn’t come off as crafty but harmless and innocent, as if he really meant it. The amount of comments blew up, meaning star shards were a sensitive topic. At least, the “audience” had things to say about it.

Sophia was screaming through her own brutal climax at the same time. When I finally came down, I gently pushed Lily away from my dripping cunt and tried to catch my breath. "Well, class," I said with a satisfied smile, my voice still a little shaky, "we didn’t exactly cover condoms as much as I planned. We’ll pick that up next time. Class dismissed." As I watched the girls slowly redress themselves, I couldn’t help but smile. Today was my first day at this job, and it's already getting hottt.

She was tagged as smut and she'd cried her face to pulp. Lastly, on Tuesday afternoon during P.E, I bribed some muscular seniors with cash to kidnap and dump Tristan into the school dumpsters that had all trash in the school. That had him smelling like the mixture of soured milk, decayed meat, rotten fruits and all other various trash that had been in the school dumpsters for five days.

Marcus would grunt, slamming into me from behind as Leo made me suck him clean. “Repeat after me: I’m a nasty cum-slut who lives for cock.” I’d whimper it back, my body betraying me with slick heat even as they treated me like dirt. They pissed on me once, laughing as it soaked my skin, calling me their dirty toilet. Every time, I’d leave bruised, leaking their seed, hating how much I craved the next degradation. College was supposed to be my escape. I met Sammy, he was sweet and normal, who treated me like a girlfriend, not a toy. We had vanilla sex, gentle kisses but it felt empty.