Erotic College Stories Novels & Stories

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

My name is Joseph Cains. At the time of writing I was still a member of the University’s music club, and I had an enormous crush on a beautiful mixed-race girl who happened to come along to the same club. This story comes from halfway through the academic year, just before her grading test. She asked me to come to the lakeside after my classes to help her practice her throws and tumbles, and I, being a lovestruck fool, agreed. It was one of the best foolish decisions that I have ever made.

Pulled back to just tips inside, teasing. "Tell us about college," Rick said to me. I cleared my throat. "It was... intense." Jax thrust deep then, thumb pressing hard. I coughed to cover a moan. Mom frowned. "You sure you're alright?" "Throat tickle." Lies. My pussy throbbed, begging for release. Jax grinned, sipping his water like nothing. Through the meal, he kept it up. Fingers in constant motion, slow fucks that built pressure. My nipples hard against the dress, tits aching. I shifted, grinding subtle on his hand.

* Instead I just shrugged and said, “Nah, nothing special. Just normal college stuff, classes, studying, you know.” Dad nodded approvingly. “Good. Keep focusing on your studies. Only one more semester and you’ll graduate. We’re proud of you.” I smiled again, but inside I felt terrible. They had no idea what their “perfect” daughter had been doing. They didn’t know I’d been fucked by three cocks at once while people watched. They didn’t know I was sneaking around letting an older man use me like a fucktoy. And the worst part? Even while sitting there with them, part of me was still horny thinking about it.

It is to make sure I never leave that gate, and no one enters. Why? I grew up in a very traditional household, and both my parents are conservative. I wasn’t even allowed to hang around boys, even as I hit puberty. In high school, I was a reserved girl who wouldn’t even dare hold hands with a boy. And you guessed right. I finished high school without ever being touched by a man. Not even a kiss. But all that changed when I joined college. I met friends who weren’t shy about their sexuality. And bit by bit, they helped me embrace mine.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

A mind-shattering orgasm claimed Jace as thick white ropes of cum shot out rope after rope, coating his belly until his balls were emptied. Just then, Toussaint climaxed too but into the condom he’d somehow managed to fit on his gigantic cock. Toussaint lowered himself and licked the cum off Jace’s belly, and then kissed him again. They both maintained that position for a while, his cock softening in Jace until he rolled off him. He pulled Jace into his arms, gently kissing his nape and skin.

Seeing she was interested, Antonio told her some of the intimate things the woman in submission could be forced to do. Then he said wistfully. "All the husbands claim there's no arousal like the one you get from watching your own wife in an erotic feminine confrontation with another woman." Smiling hopefully, he said. "It's very secretive, intimate and private. No outsiders are ever allowed. It's just what it's meant to be—a little intimate secret erotic club. "Honey... ," Molly said, smiling up into his handsome face. "I have a little secret to confide to you also," She giggled, "it's kind of embarrassing."

Closing my eyes and biting on my lower lip as if it would protect me, I slowly undo the door with careful fingers, and the sight that meets my eyes knocks my socks off. My free hand flies to my mouth to cover the wail that's about to escape. I bite harshly on my lower lip and do it with such intensity that it almost draws blood. At first glance, I witness Colin fucking some woman I have never met. But after another long moment and looking closely at her from the side view I'm offered of them going at it, she begins to seem familiar. It takes me another minute before conceding I have seen her before somewhere on the college campus. Another minute of them caught up in their passionate lovemaki

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.