Stories in the College Sex category are primarily centred around the theme of academia and student life.
They can include elements such as campus socialising, dorm living, wild student parties featuring college girls and coeds, cheerleaders, fraternity and sorority groups, the freedoms associated with being away from home for the first time, student / teacher relationships, etc.
The announcement of a school skiing trip wasn't that appealing to me. I found the skiing on TV quite boring, but the opportunity to fly (my first time), and visit other countries (France, my only overseas experience) was too good a chance to miss. And so...
"Turn Up The Heat - My College Days - Freshman Year, Part Three." This was really going to happen! My trainer and Troy were going to watch these five young inexperienced pledges eat me until I orgasmed, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. T...
"Turn Up The Heat - My College Days - Freshman Year, Part Two." Returning to the business at hand, my trainer said, "That does it. This BOD setup is done!" Suddenly, his facial expression shifted from delight to a grimacing look. He exclaimed, "Oh shit, I...
"Turn Up The Heat - My College Days - Freshman Year, Part One." To set the stage for recounting the event I recognize as the founding cornerstone of my lifelong erotic journey, let me first provide you with a bit of beneficial background information. My n...
My cell phone rang on my way to my morning class. It was Jane. “Hi, Donny. You coming over tonight?” “Of course,” I said. “I have to study, and, well, I have to jerk off, too, you know.” “Great! I just wanted to let you know what tonight’s theme will be,...
The ménage à trios I'd had with Marsha and her lover kept my mind occupied for several days as I went through the motions of lecturing to my classes and keeping myself busy with work and other things not involving sex. I still had a sex craving; I still w...
I dropped my backpack on the empty desk in Jane and Britney's dorm room. Britney never used it. She was always out whoring around all over campus. "Do you have a lot of studying to do tonight?" asked Jane. She was standing across the room from me in her u...
Jane was sitting on her dorm room bed, naked, furiously rubbing her clit with her middle finger. Her perky breasts were jiggling on her chest, and her pussy was glistening with her moist juices. Her gaze was focused: she was staring across the room at my...
In the morning, Nyoka had a fantasy dream. Her party of adventurers almost made it to the Demon King's castle, but the final encounter proved too difficult. The demons had killed all the party members except Nyoka, and they grabbed her, tore off her cloth...
"No! Not in my pussy! I told you." "Awe, c'mon, Jill," I whined, standing there naked, my cock stiff and throbbing. "I'm horny! And besides, I love you." Still lying on her back on the spartan dorm room bed, Jill clamped her knees together and hugged them...
If there’s one thing that can throw sound judgment out the window, it’s having the best sex of your life, with the hottest woman you’ve ever been with. That’s the only explanation that I have for inviting Monica to come and spend the weekend at my place....
As dawn broke, Victoria Wesley stirred from her slumber, the first rays of sunlight peeking through the cracks of the window blinds. As her gaze settled on her husband's sleeping face, a fond smile tugged at the corners of her lips. They had shared a rema...
The morning after my office encounter with Monica, reality began to set in. The day before I was still riding high from the thrill of it all, but the next day my mind was filled with all of the possible consequences and deep fear crept over me. If anyone...
Lights flashed and music boomed out of the speakers, impelling everyone to move. The floor was awash with pumping arms, flailing legs and bouncing bodies. The dancing was wild. Felicity was screaming, hands waving wildly to the rave music, the beat forcin...
“Professor Stevens?” I looked up from my desk and towards the open door to my office. Standing in the doorway was a student of mine, a girl named Monica who’d been in a few of my classes over the last few years. I usually hated it when students came by ri...
