“Jesus, Chris…AGAIN? Do we need to go get a Men’s ball?” Chris Weathers grimaced. “Shut up, Jacqueline!” Jacqueline Sullivan turned to Pam Warren. “Can we go back to the beginning, Pam? Can we recut the whole segment, and make it about how much Chris sucks at throwing a Women’s football?” Warren, the famous College Football television sideline reporter, let out a warm chuckle. “Don’t worry, Jacqueline!” Warren assured. “W...

It was my second year of college, and I shared a small two-room apartment with my closest friend. He had the bedroom. I slept in the salon. One night, he brought over his girlfriend — a sexy, petite brunette with a teasing smile and a dangerously short black dress that clung to her tight little body. She had that perfectly shaped ass: firm and round, not too big, not too small. Her legs were smooth and toned. Her breasts...

I couldn’t believe he was only eighteen. He didn’t look like it. If I hadn’t known that he was a senior in high school, I would’ve guessed he was older. Before he arrived at the party, my roommate’s boyfriend labeled him as the star recruit. “If we get him on the team next year, we’ll be in a bowl game for sure,” he said. “Maybe even a major one. Have you seen him play?” I’d never seen Jordan play, but I’d seen his pictur...

There they were. Lined up by the dozens. Uniformly tall. Uniformly beautiful. Nearly uniformly blond. Marching out the front entrance of their glittering sorority house in their coordinated pea coats. Casting nary a glance at the house staff attendants who dutifully held open the enormous double doors for them as they strode into the chilly evening air. Shivering through their coats and their fancy formal dresses in the e...

Harry spent most of the next month sleeping at Wendy’s house. They fucked every night and often in the mornings as well, with Wendy’s roommates getting used to hearing her cries of delight and the sounds of their activities. On one or two occasions, when Wendy wasn’t around, Harry fucked Jean, the roommate he’d had before, although he didn’t enjoy it as much as he did with Wendy. It was more of a power and control thing w...

This story is the third part of a series. The first two stories are the Summer Fling and Donna’s Campus Visit. A fourth story, Pinch Hitter also provides a good background for this story. It was the Halloween weekend of my junior year at the largest university in PA. This meant parties galore on Saturday night. If I played my cards right, there would be horny drunk coeds looking for the same thing I was looking for, fast...

PREDATORS. EAT. PRAY. The trees across the Perion Campus were nearly barren. Winter was right around the corner. The temperature had dropped. The student body had bundled up… …And HATE was in the air. UDW Week had finally arrived at Perion University. UDW. The University of the Divine Word. The private, religiously-founded academic institution that rested a mere 30 miles from the Perion campus. Home of the UDW Paladins. H...

Damn it, Alexia, stop looking up there! Alexia Ramos lowered her curvaceous body, pumped her arms and legs, shifted her powerful hips, and turned her body 90 degrees to the right. The Chris Weathers pass arrived just as she emerged from her break–on target, but wobbly as hell. Alexia reached out her bronze arms and pulled the football in. Jacqueline Sullivan had been right: Kelsie’s man, famously, had a cannon for an arm,...

Whitney, a shy college freshman with little dating experience, blushed easily and avoided eye contact most of the time. She felt too skinny and flat-chested compared to her classmates, making her self-conscious about her looks. By the time college rolled around, group projects helped Whitney become more outgoing, but she still struggled to find time for boyfriend. A week into the semester, she was terrified to find hersel...