I'm totally tired and unnerved when I wake up on the sixth of December. I stayed up way too late yesterday studying for the midterms and I'm pissed at myself. Why did I think it would be a good idea to do that? I look at the clock in my bedroom and decide that it's time to move my sweet ass out of bed. First, I make myself look more presentable by brushing my hair, washing my face and applying a bit of make-up. Then, I ea...

When Mia had taken her seat in the lecture hall, she found she had time to review her notes on the previous lecture, which had gloried in the title, “Psychopathia Sexualis.” It had detailed how the terms sadism and masochism had originated, and the birth of sexology as a discipline. It was the first of a week-long series of lectures dedicated to sexuality for students at the faculty of psychiatry. The annual series of lec...

I had just left my early morning class in Ancient Greek. I was still conjugating and parsing shit in my mind as I passed into Smith Hall. That and the fluorescent lighting were giving me a headache. Trying to mellow out, I strode slowly into the "Chaucer's Canterbury Tales" classroom for the first day of class, my overloaded backpack weighing me down. I was tired from the previous night's shift as a lab assistant at Chris...

I should have been nervous while slipping downstairs and heading to the guest bedroom on the main level. But I was bold in the way only a twenty-year-old woman could be. As long as I was careful and kept quiet, I knew I'd be able to carry out my plan. And that plan? To seduce my stepfather's cousin, who was currently staying with us. While my mom and stepdad slept on upstairs, I'd pay a furtive visit to a man thirty years...

While she was at college, Janet went to many parties with friends she had made there. She wasn’t a conventional girl in the sense of having only girls as friends and interests like make up and new clothes. In fact, she was a bit of a tomboy and preferred tinkering with old cars and going to the pub, so her small group of friends consisted mainly of boys, with her and one other girl the only females in her closest group. W...

Perhaps I shouldn't have felt as I did. There I was, a married woman for so long, old enough to have a kid in college, and yet I sat at the foot of my bed picking which bikini to wear as to impress a bunch of twenty-year-old kids. It was embarrassing, truth be told, but I saw how Brian was looking at me. It was enough to make me shiver. Maybe it was enough to make my whole body explode. None of this would've happened if i...

I had just left my early morning class in Ancient Greek. I was still conjugating and parsing shit in my mind as I passed into Smith Hall. That and the fluorescent lighting were giving me a headache. Trying to mellow out, I strode slowly into the "Chaucer's Canterbury Tales" classroom for the first day of class, my overloaded backpack weighing me down. I was tired from the previous night's shift as a lab assistant at Chris...

Hannah held onto the headboard as if restrained by her own volition. The steady pounding of my pelvis as my cock drove into her 19-year-old, tight, gorgeous sex made wet, filthy noises that could be recorded and used by sound editors for the perfect essence of sexual supplication. My hands behind her knees, pushing up to her shoulders, were turning white; gripping so tight. Still this gorgeous, busty, blonde southern godd...

I couldn't wait any longer for you - and I don't care if the rest of the dorm can hear us, I fucking need you baby! I hope you enjoy, love, Kitten xxx

Two years, five months, and a little over three weeks. That is how long Tom has known Julia. They lived about two blocks away from each other and studied together at College. They met in an exhaustingly boring history class, where the teacher had them work in random pairs of twos. Ever since that day, he has had a massive crush on Julia. They became very good friends quite quickly because they could rant about each other'...

“It’s definitely one of these…” As she studied Kelsie’s McCollum’s face, Jacqueline Sullivan held up three tubes of lipstick. Each one projected a slightly different shade of the same rich tone. Ruby. Cherry. Apple. “Are you sure?” Kelsie worrily queried. “They’re all so…red?” For as long as she could remember, Kelsie had been conscious of her pale skin. When it came to fashion, she had always gravitated away from strong...

Kelsie McCollum tried to control her breathing as she padded up the walkway toward the dormitory. She was finally here. Perion University. Kelsie had scrolled through as many tiktoks as she could watch, consumed as many IG posts as she could manage: How to put on her makeup just so, how to dress “sexy” but not “slutty”, how to manicure the wavy blond locks that cascaded down her back without looking like she’d tried so ha...