Stud Woman Novels & Stories

I will finish the exams this week, and there will be an extended vacation in which I can work full time and earn a little more money for my further studies. 'God, please let me keep this job. Don't take my only source of income,' I silently pray to God, joining both my hands and closing my eyes.' I hear the door open, so I open my eyes to see who it is. It is one of the students studying in my college that I was talking about. I think I remember her name. It's Susan. She is 5.7 feet tall, with tanned skin with thick curly black hair. She also has an eyebrow piercing on her right eyebrow. Whenever I'm in her presence, I feel very intimidated by her aura.

The girls had their smooth flowing or sexily curving hair strands and highlights. The next station was make-up. It started to feel like a science fair where you visit each station for its featured experiment and see what you can realize out of it. She was the type of student who realized that some topics in college are horribly irrelevant to the workplace. Something like studying parts of moss when you wanted to be a fashion model. Anyway.

I found my assigned room on the second floor and knocked lightly before pushing the door open. Lina was already there. She was a third-year student, 21 years old, and absolutely stunning in a dangerous way. Tall with long black hair streaked with silver, sharp cheekbones, full lips pierced with a silver tongue ring that glinted when she smiled, and a body that screamed confidence — perky C-cup tits under a tight tank top, toned legs in short shorts, and an ass that made my eyes linger longer than they should. Her presence was dominating, like she owned the room, the dorm, maybe the whole campus.

He wanted her to ask questions or just say something. “Yes.” She nodded. “Is this too much for you?” He questioned, needing to be sure everything was alright. “N-no.” She shook her head. “I’ll go on, then.” “Masturbation is a very broad topic that’ll take a very long time to completely cover, but today, we’ll focus mainly on masturbation for females. A woman can masturbate via vaginal stimulation, clitoral stimulation or simply stimulating her erogenous zones. These are areas that are highly sensitive to touch. Zoey, can you tell me your erogenous zones?” He asked her, and it was visible that the question took her aback.

"They all said she started working there at least two months ago, always picking up payments the same week. At first, no one needed employees, but they agreed to help her because she seemed really in need. Some even speculated that she was having financial problems." "Does she study?" Andrews frowned. "Yeah, seems like she always studied in the bathroom during her free time, then went to college. Each person describes her routine, and it's almost the same, which makes all the facts accurate." "Hm..." Andrews became thoughtful. "By the way, I found out that this Alice works at one of those nightclubs. Aurora worked with her." "What were those two doing there? Don’t tell me they were dancing..

They rotated constantly, fucking me in every position while whispering filthy things. “You’re such a campus whore now,” one of them groaned, pounding my ass. “Everyone knows what you are.” “Yes! I’m the university cumslut!” I moaned. “Use me between every class! Fill me up!” They each came inside me before rushing off to their next lecture, leaving me dripping and trembling at the back of the hall. Professor Voss called me back to his desk. “Clean yourself up a little,” he said, handing me a tissue. “You have a study group in the library next. Make sure you’re a very helpful study partner.”

She patted my back gently, "you alright?" It was only then did I realize that I was gasping for breath. The effects of the vision I was thrust into. I waved her away, "I'm fine, fine... what did you just call me?" Liza grinned, "an overpowered studdess." I raised an eyebrow, "and what is a studdess?" "A female version of a stud." "...." "I'm done with you." Liza laughed and nudged my shoulder, "Don't pretend it's not true. You were so badass out there I almost didn't recognize you!"

THE APPLICATION Naomi Blake stared at the online posting for the third time, her heart racing. RESEARCH PARTICIPANTS NEEDED Female subjects, ages 25-30, for intensive week-long human sexuality study. Compensation: $100,000. Study involves extreme sexual scenarios testing physiological and psychological limits. All activities consensual with full medical supervision and safety protocols. Discretion guaranteed. One hundred thousand dollars. For one week. For seven days. Naomi was twenty-eight, drowning in student loan debt from her master's degree, working two jobs and barely making rent. One hundred thousand would change her life....pay off her loans, give her breathing room, let her actually

Teasing her, I poked and nudged the opening, before pushing the head inside, and pausing with a big ass grin, "You know we could study a little before the study break." "You're such a brat...you know I what I need...it's time for a study break!" She grinned, "The only thing you're studying this weekend is Sex and Female Anatomy!" Her lips had parted around my dick, stretched tight, but embracing, it's girth. I could see it in her eyes; all she wanted was a study break...she wanted to satisfy the yearning needs we shared. "Mmmm Rob...that feels good...put it in me...please, fuck me...I just wanna feel that big dick...wanna feel that big dick inside me!"

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