Carla had already arrived for Homecoming when I got there. I ran into her as I was checking in. "Hi," she said sweetly, a hint of excitement in her voice. "Hi," I said. Carla smiled. "I don't think you're going to need a separate room," she said, chuckling. "Come on." She nodded and waved in the direction of the hallway. I looked at the front desk person, shrugged, picked up my bag, and followed her. Her pretty eyes spark...

I gripped her phenomenally succulent booty, worshipping her rich toned flesh. My tube was emptying into the depth of her cauldron. She vibrated with mother nature‘s gifts of spasm and pulse. I reached forward and took hold of gorgeous swinging D-cups and squeezed. It set her off again; now we both shook with orgasmic cascades and drenching fluids. I felt lightheaded as we melted to the floor. We lay on our sides, coupled,...

The class had dragged on longer than any of my career! I lectured from behind my desk, claiming my back hurt. I was steel hard as Freema had flashed me her naked pussy twice from the front row! I rushed to my office. Five seconds later, she came in. “Lock the door!” I was frantically unbuckling. She smiled, removing her T-shirt and bra. Her brown C-cups and tan nipples were flawless. Dropping her skirt showed her naked pi...

Freshman orientation week was a complete blur of meeting a roommate, moving into a room, meeting the hallmates, an RA, touring a giant campus, saying goodbye to family, saying hello to a thousand new friends, getting lost, getting slightly drunk, and ultimately getting a crash course in independent living. I had lead a fairly sheltered life up until this point (not a virgin, thank you prom night), but I had promised mysel...

I had put the number in my phone because the post-it note was worn from two days in my pocket. Day three. A deep breath, then a text to Freema: “Thanks for the gift” Her immediate response: “You like the wet part? Your fault.” My cock stirred. “Very much” “Would you like it from the source?” My heart rate leapt to jackhammer level. “Dangerous question. I’m married.” “I will only offer once.” I waited at least a minute bef...

The next morning, I woke up an hour early for class. Stuart was still snoring in his bed. I was fully awake and alert, firing on all cylinders, and full of energy! The encounter with Professor Milford had certainly given me a boost in my self-confidence that was sticking around. I got to class early, got a good seat, and followed the lecture with rapt attention. I even raised my hand and answered a few questions. My other...

I had to splash water on my face after that last lecture. She was wearing a short skirt. Again! I cannot keep my eyes off of her brown skin and enticing chest. I am sure she flashed me a yellow thong today. I am almost back to my room to pack up and she is just rushing out! She freezes with wide eyes and pink in her ebony cheeks. “Sorry, Professor. I …um…left something. Have a good day.” My heart-rate quickens. I make my...

My cock was jutting out longer and harder than it ever had in my life. Professor Milford, kneeling before me, reached out and grabbed the shaft from underneath. Her fingers were smooth and cool, and I sucked in my breath at her touch. Her red fingernails stood out in stark contrast to the smooth pink skin of my shaft. She began slowly stroking it, forward and backwards. She looked me dead in the eyes. "I want you to cum a...

I stand on the dimly lit stage, just behind the heavy red curtains. The auditorium is empty, except for Rachel and me; these are the best moments, when it's so quiet you can hear the echo of a ladybug's wings. It's peaceful, and the peace is comforting. She stands in the spotlight, her silhouette casting a captivating glow against the surrounding darkness. She flies across the stage, every move precise, lighting and aligh...

For someone who hated gym class in school, I’d developed a surprising affinity for swimming during my first year at university. Entering my second year after the summer break, I stopped by the campus pool, eager to step back into the water. My return coincided with the end of a major overhaul of the locker rooms. I only had to follow the smell of fresh paint and traces of sawdust. As anticipated, it was much larger. Brand...

"Hey, how's it going, Jessica?" he warmly yet casually greeted me as he saw me enter his office. "Please, find a seat. You're saving me from having to work on my bullshit thesis anyway." I giggled and sat down, sitting at the desk with him. "Thanks for always finding time for me," I told him. He shrugged. "Thanks for caring about your work so much, you make my job worth it," he told me with that smile of his. "So…?" I nee...

The image of her having sex on the big screen TV enthralled Morgan. She got the remote from Dan and replayed the video, then looked through all the photos and rewatched the videos in order. By the time she saw her double penetration for the second time, the towel had ridden up, her legs spread, and she leaned back in the armchair she sat in. One hand rubbed her pussy while the other held the remote. Jason must have cum in...

Rylie sighed, and kicked her covers off again. It was impossible to sleep in this dorm room. Without her blackout curtains, it seemed intolerably bright. The temperature was somehow both too hot and too cold. She missed her weighted blanket. And with no white noise machine, all she could hear was the sound of the lesbians fucking in the next room. Marcy, her roommate, had slipped out almost an hour ago to meet her girlfri...

Welcome back to my sexual autobiography, answering questions posed on the Lush forums for which I have a truthful answer! This poster asks, what was your most embarrassing sexual moment? One of them has already been told in this series. It's in "The sluttiest thing I've done" and, rather than repeat it here, let's just say that the moral of the story was, if you have a gentleman over for a night of heedless passion, chang...