Student Sex Story Novels & Stories

She squeals in excitement, one leg kicking up to show exactly that. My stomach tightens in nerves. Maybe I shouldn't play. "Relax," Colby whispered, nudging my arm. "Cheated on an exam." Brianna laughed, drinking some beer out of her cup. My eyes were glued to Kade and noticed he and I were the only ones who didn't drink from ours. "See it's easy," Colby whispered. I shrug. Yeah it's not that bad I guess, it could be worse. "Had sex in the school's bathroom." Brianna teased, eyes scanning around. I stiffen.

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!!

***Authors Note*** Hey my lovely readers, so we come to the end of those beautiful steamy short stories. The next stories are still age-gap books, but a little bit longer. Buckle up tight and enjoy every step of the way. XoXo!!! Book title: Do Me Dirty, Mr. CEO. PROLOGUE DAPHNE “I ’m moving to Paris.”

Her lips are as dry as can be. “But he can’t,” I add softly. She doesn’t move. So I try something else. “You wanna hear a stupid story?” She shrugs. “Back in Atlanta, I once got caught sleeping with a councilwoman’s daughter. Not caught in bed, thank God, but caught enough. She left her bra in my gym bag. Security found it while checking for weapons at the club entrance.” Dorothy blinks. I continue. “She had a thing for public sex. I had a thing for not saying no to anything with boobs and a membership card. It was a disaster waiting to happen.”

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, detailed discussions of BDSM/kink (including anal play, rimming, impact play, pegging, group sex fantasies, submission, dominance), graphic masturbation fantasies, strong language, and taboo sexual themes. 18+ only. CHAPTER ONE "Hey, Nick, can we join you while you cool down?" I looked up to see a couple of ladies in their own athletic attire. My mind scrambled to match names to faces. I had been in the zone on the run.

"My theory? You both had wild sex and are now too embarrassed to admit it happened on your first day of school." "Oh yeah, totally. Wild, crazy sex," I replied, rolling my eyes. "I knew it! Was he any good?" Bobby leaned in while Daniel just shook his head, smiling. "Like a stallion," I deadpanned. Both boys stared at me for a second before we all burst out laughing. When we caught our breath, Bobby gave me a serious look. "Come on, for real. Where'd you guys go?" I kept my face blank. "What, you don't believe the wild sex story?"

The curiosity beams through her beautiful brown orbs. I can only shake my head. "Not for the underages. Maybe, when you are more mature, I'll tell you," I whisper gently, tempting her curiosities about the sex. In fact, I know the normal sex style in heterosexual, but for the same-sex gender, it's completely new for me. "Hmm. I'm not underage anyway. I'm eighteen years old. Next year, I'll enter university, just like you." Stacy rolls her orbs while reminding about her status as a teenager.

"He wasn't alone… shit, darling, what do I do? I mean, isn't he a bit young to be having sex, right?" "He… he… oh God." There is a long silence on the other end, and I am scared she has fainted. Then her voice sounds again. "Are you telling me that you walked in on our fifteen-year-old son with a girl… having… real sex?" I close my eyes, forcing the pictures away from my inner eye. "Yup… well, 'girl' might not be the right word. It… it was my co-star Aslyn. Well, at least the boy got game." I say, chuckling.

Introduction: This is a story about the tales of a repressed teen and her slow discovery into the world of sex. ************************* Being from South Asia means there will always be a restriction to sex, to accept it as something normal. It is not considered just a natural human instinct but something that is talked bout in whispers behind closed doors; away from the earshot of the civil society.Looking back, if I had been given proper lessons on human anatomy or what sex actually is, what makes a baby and what is good/bad, I might have taken a very different road in life. But alas, that part of my life is over. Today, this is the story of me as a flawed human, as a 20 year old, recolle

I whispered, keeping my voice low so Xavier wouldn't hear every word. "No! Tell me what happened", she shrieked, making me flinch as I kept a bit of distance between my ear and the phone. Sheesh. Well someone's excited. "Well", I whispered. "Xavier is practically a slobbering mess. You know that cock ring I ordered online a week ago?", "Shut up! No way! You used it?" "Mmhmm" "OMG!! Girl he is obviously going to be such an orgasm deprived mess right now but do tell how did you use it?"