Sex Stories College Novels & Stories

“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...

“You heard right. I fuck Raven really well, so she’s guilty of the same crime. Your secret is safe with her. And just so you know, I didn’t tell her. She found out!” Professor Fox and Professor Raven have sex? I was shocked at this statement. I know all I felt was lust for him but a small part of me felt used. Like I was just one of his sex partners. Who knows how many other students he has a thing with? “What they say is true, crazy things are happening in this school. Anyway, I’m done with this. I regret letting my lust consume me but this time it’s really over,” I said and began to walk towards the door.

"Wells are you sure you don’t want to consent to me? I will make you feel good I promise.” “Are you being serious?” Wells went pale. He thought he was joking around to scare him. But It no longer looked like a joke. “We are in university and I told you I don’t like Alphas?” “School sex is so hot!” “I don’t like Alphas!” Wells voice rose out of frustration. “So it’s a no I guess.” Xylon let out a sigh. Wells folded his leg that brushed against Xylon’s crotch and he felt something hard between his legs. His pupils rounded and he looked up at his face.

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

I discovered sex when I was in college. One day I was at college during the afternoon break when I was 16. There was a handsome boy who was always around me. A couple of talks, a walk in the campus corridors while the rest of the class was having a lesson, and before I knew it I was sneaking into a toilet with him and he was slipping it to me. Let’s just say that at the time I understood why he has been called ‘The Boss’ in the entire college. He had what even I knew at the time was an enormous penis.

Her body would crave sex like mad at precisely the moment a man was likely to turn tail and run in revulsion! She'd read all the advice in the sex manuals: ‘A truly sensual man won't be put off, etc ...’ but her own experiences didn’t match the textbook. She’d always met with shudders of distaste, and even with the protecting barrier of a condom, no man had ever wanted her enough to enter a body that was bleeding. Worse still, it was usually the macho men - like Nathan Levay ~ who’d ended up being the most squeamish. ‘Are you all right?’ His soft voice cut clean through her pessimism

I occasionally wondered how they’d got together or even remained married for such a long time. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t 100 percent dull; after locating Dad’s section of filthy books one day, I became fascinated by sex. I'd sneak a few magazines out every once in a while when I was supposed to do assignments, and I’d masturbate furiously while taking a look at the images and reading the sensual stories. My imagination ran riot and my dreams became wilder and wilder as the tales became naughtier. I had a couple of distinct boyfriends at this time and even had sex with two of them. Both went to my college, and from the magazines I was studying, I understood they weren’t very seasoned; leav

“Stop it! This is serious. I slept with a student. On campus. In the library.” Her eyes went wide. “Wow. Way to step up your game!” “No! Not wow! This is horrible. I’m going to lose my job!” “Relax,” she said. “You had sex. That isn’t exactly a criminal offense.” I bobbed my head up and down. “With a student. I just got lectured yesterday about the exact situation. I promised the dean I would never do something so awful.” “Bitch, please. It’s sex. Sex in college is like drinking while in college. It happens. It happens a lot. Hell, I think people go to college with the sole intention to have sex.”

You don't want to get slut shamed do you? ''I ... I what .. I'' I stammered half wondering how I had officially turned myself into a stutterer. Clarrisa raised her hands palm up. ''Look I'm not saying you shouldn't have sex, what's college anyway without good mind blowing sex. All I'm saying is that when you want some then get some behind closed doors not in some dark room at a frat party or against the wall of the corridor in your dorm, tying a towel for easy access and pretending you wanted to take a shower.''

I didn't want him to end this hot day so quickly, no matter how many times I climaxed. We continue to pursue his satisfaction by giving me a delicious taste, just like what I felt during a one-night stand. My head feels very dizzy, I feel the cold floor with my hands but feel the warmth and scent of someone's body, which makes me very calm. I rest my head on his chest, hugging his waist tightly. I realized my still naked self was in the lap of a teenage boy in trousers and the warm embrace of someone who was my enemy who just had hot sex with me during the day and in the student toilet!!