XXX College Erotic Stories – Volume I

by Morgan, Ginger

  Kevin stood alone in the classroom. Time for lunch he decided.

  After lunch and two more lectures, Kevin sat down at his desk in his office to prepare the next day’s lecture. It was late and the sun was beginning to set. He glanced outside his office window to see Shelby sitting on the bench. She was sitting with another girl, most likely a girlfriend of hers. They were each holding a book, but neither one of them looked like they were reading. They were talking over the top of them. Shelby kept looking up at Kevin’s office window.

  “Ok, now that is a bit strange,” Kevin heard himself say aloud.

  Did she really need help, or was there something more to this?

  Suddenly, they got up and put away their things. They were talking and giggling excitedly. Shelby kept glancing up at the window as she walked away. Kevin sat back in his chair, stunned. The girls were out of sight.

  “Maybe she really is trying to get that A,” Kevin thought to himself.

  At the next lecture, Shelby sat in the front row. She was wearing another short skirt that was loose enough to swing back and forth when she walked. The skirt was navy blue, and her top was a tight hot pink button up. She twisted a piece of hair around her finger from time to time. Kevin placed his materials out on his desk. He was going to have to ignore her in order to make it through lecture without stumbling over his words. She was quite a distraction.

  He managed to ignore her while he was talking. When it was the students’ turn to work in groups, he decided to make eye contact with her. He looked at her to see her already staring at him. When his eyes met hers, Shelby smiled brightly. Kevin returned a smile. Then, she licked her lips. Not in a fast manner, but very slow, very deliberate. Kevin looked away and prayed no one saw the erection he was beginning to pitch. After class, Shelby came up to him. She stood close to him, so close her chest was brushing against his. Kevin thought she was going to kiss him for a moment, then she turned her head to whisper in his ear.

  “I would really like for you to help me with my assignment. Maybe tonight at your place?”

  Kevin swallowed hard. She pulled away and looked into his eyes. He decided that she was absolutely serious.

  “Sure, I can help you with that,” Kevin heard himself say.

  “Write down your address and give me a good time,” Shelby replied.

  Kevin wrote down his address and handed it to her.

  “8 o’clock works for me,” Kevin told her.

  She smiled and walked toward the door.

  “See you then,” she replied over her shoulder.

  Kevin stood for a moment in disbelief. He shook his head and picked up his bag. It was time to go home and get ready. He decided to open the bottle of Port he’d had tucked away. It was a special occasion after all.

  Kevin had already cleaned his house, showered and dressed by the time Shelby was knocking on his door. When he opened it, she was standing on his doorstep, smiling.

  “Please, come in,” Kevin said.

  Shelby walked inside and took off her coat. Kevin hung it on the coat rack.

  He noticed she was wearing a short dress. It showed off her long legs and beautiful skin. The burgundy color of the dress played well off her olive skin tone.

  “Wow, your place is amazing!” Shelby exclaimed.

  “Thank you, I’ve had it for about a year now,” Kevin answered politely.

  “Would you like some wine?” he asked her.

  “Yes, very much,” Shelby replied.

  They soon found themselves sitting on the sofa in front of the fire place. Shelby had slipped off her shoes and was sitting on her feet. They each held a glass of wine. The firelight danced softly on the walls. Kevin noticed that Shelby’s eyes were a bright blue. She chatted about her family and how she chose her major. She was very personable and friendly. After the third glass of wine, she started to get tipsy. Kevin noticed her cheeks grow pink and her smile get wider. Her eyes danced with a quiet excitement. She looked completely inviting. He could feel his heart begin to race. As if she could read his thoughts, she leaned over toward him. She placed her hands on the couch and got up on all fours. Kevin gave a crooked smile and looked away. Could he really do this? Shelby grabbed his chin and turned his head toward her. She lowered her face to his and kissed him deeply. Before he could object, she had lowered her body on top of his.

  He gently placed his hands on the back of her head as she kissed him. Before he realized what was happening, she was kissing down his chest. When she reached the top of his pants,she slid her hand down his trousers and grabbed his cock. Her warm hand excited him further causing him to harden greater. She dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt. She slid down his pants and underwear. Kevin’s cock was in her face. Looking up at him, Shelby opened her mouth revealing her wet, pink tongue. Gently, she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and swirled her tongue around his tip.

  “Oh,” Kevin moaned as he reached for her head. He placed one hand on the back of her head. Looking him in the eye, she slowly swallowed him down to his shaft. Her mouth was warm and inviting. He made slow, steady thrusts in and out of her sucking mouth.

  Shelby slid her tongue up his stomach to his mouth. She kissed him passionately. She was fumbling with her dress. Kevin reached up to help. Shelby threw it in the floor. She hadn’t been wearing a bra. Her round breasts were firm and perky. Kevin bent his head down to place a nipple in his mouth. She swirled his tongue around her nipple. She gasped excitedly and grabbed his head with both hands. Kevin playfully licked her nipples until she pulled his head back.

  “Take me now!” Shelby whispered excitedly.

  She sat back on the sofa. Kevin laid his cock against her wet lips. Her wetness made him slippery. He slid into her slowly. Shelby moaned into his shoulder. She was tight and felt incredible.

  He pushed himself into her over and over again. She dug her nails into his shoulders and gasped tiny sounds of pleasure. He went a little faster and she became wetter.

  Kevin felt warm all over. Sweat started beading on his forehead. Her back arched, jutting out her breasts. Kevin slid his hands over them and gently squeezed. He could feel his cock get harder. He pounded a little faster.

  Shelby reached up and grabbed Kevin down on top of her. Kevin placed his hands on her hips and continued thrusting. Shelby moaned louder.

  “Oh my God I’m cumming!” she whispered in his ear.

  Kevin couldn’t hold back any longer. He came instantly. He laid there a minute catching his breath. He was careful not to put his full weight on her. She smiled and stared into his eyes.

  “I’ll get us something to clean up with,” he said.

  Kevin brought back a bath towel.

  “So, I suppose this means I get an A, huh?” Shelby said jokingly.

  “You deserve at least an A plus,” Kevin replied.

  Shelby cleaned herself off and put back on her dress. Kevin noticed that she was remarkably beautiful.

  “Ready to walk me to the door?” she asked.

  “Of course,” he replied smiling.

  “Thanks for the lovely evening,” Shelby said.

  “Are you alright to drive?” Kevin asked with concern.

  “Oh yeah, I live fairly close. I’m fine, really,” she replied.

  “Ok, then I guess I’ll see you in class,” Kevin said.

  “You certainly will. Here’s my number, call me anytime,” Shelby said smiling. She gave him a piece folded up piece of paper.

  Kevin watched her get into her car and drive away. He shut the door and turned around to his living room. The wine glasses were setting on the coffee table. The sofa pillows where scattered and the fire was dying.

  “Wow, what an incredible night,” Kevin said aloud.

  He put out the fire and went to bed.

  The next morning, he heard his alarm going off. He turned over and thought about the previous night. Shelby had been perfect. Had he been dreaming? He wondered what she was doing.

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own, Shelby was being woken up by her friend, Clarissa.

  “Shelby, how did it go? Are you going to get an A?” she was asking her.

  Shelby turned over sleepily. “Well, what do you think?” she replied smiling through squinted eyes.

  “You dog! What was he like? Was it gross?” Clarissa asked.

  “It wasn’t that bad. Of course, I was drunk,” Shelby replied through her pillow.

  Clarissa smacked Shelby’s ass. “Well, get up. Let’s go get breakfast.”

  “Ok, coffee sounds delightful,” Shelby answered.

  Shelby gave details of the night to an eager Clarissa over breakfast. She listened intently, glued to Shelby.

  “I wonder if that’ll work on my algebra professor,” Clarissa said flatly.

  “You never know until you try,” Shelby said. “Just begin by flirting a little. If he seems interested, keep pushing it.”

  “I’m skipping class today. We have a sorority party dress to find. Jay’s hosting a party at the fraternity house tonight,” Shelby said while sipping coffee.

  “Great idea, I’ll come with you,” Clarissa said as she finished off her eggs.

  The girls spent the day shopping at boutiques. Shelby decided on a short black dress with a can-can underneath. The can-can was hot pink, neon green and turquoise blue. It looked stunning on her. Clarissa went with a tight, red dress that barely covered her ass.

  After a stop by the nail salon, the girls made it back to their room.

  The two of them were talking about the party when someone knocked on the door.

  “Who is it?” Shelby asked.

  “It’s me, Sandy,” came a reply.

  Clarissa stood up and opened the door. “Hey girl! Are you going to the party tonight?” Clarissa asked Sandy.

  “Of course, I just came by to see what you two are wearing,” Sandy replied.

  The girl’s showed Sandy their dresses. “Those are gorgeous. You are going to rock them out!” Sandy said enthusiastically.

  After a few minutes of conversation on who would be wearing what, Sandy retreated to her own room. Shelby looked over at the clock.

  “Time to get ready,” she said smiling.

  The house was already brimming with people when Shelby and Clarissa arrived. Kegs of beer lined the walls, music blared from speakers, and the D.J. was lost in the endless task of pulling up hits to keep the audience happy. Ted, a guy from the house stumbled over the Shelby and Clarissa and offered them a beer.

  “I’ve brought something stronger,” Shelby said pulling out a flask of Fireball whiskey.

  “Well, alright! Give me a swig,” he slurred.

  “No way, this is mine,” Shelby said smiling.

  The girls made their way around the house mixing and mingling. The later it got, the crazier the place got. Shelby had managed to drink all of her Fireball, plus 3 beers. Clarissa had drank 4 shots and 3 beers.

  “Clarissa, I have to go to the bathroom,” Shelby said while laughing hysterically.

  “Here, let me help you,” Clarissa replied. The two girls stumbled to the bathroom. Clarissa closed the door behind them. Shelby pulled down her pink thong panties and sat on the toilet. Clarissa primped in the mirror. Shelby finished and flushed.

  “Do you need to go to?” Shelby asked.

  “Yeah, I’d better.”

  After the girls had washed up and reapplied their make-up, they opened the bathroom door.

  “Whoa, what’s that?” Clarissa asked.

  “You mean, who’s that?” Shelby replied laughing.

  In a room, straight across from the bathroom was a room lit by black lights. The longer the girls looked, the more people seemed to appear. Couples were strewn on the bed, on chairs, against the walls.

  “Oh my, is that what I think it is?” Clarissa asked.

  “Yes, I think so. I think we’re looking at an orgy,” replied Shelby.

  Before they had a chance to move, a hand reached out from the room and pulled the girls inside. A tall, muscular man wrapped his arms around the girls. He pinned them to the wall and began kissing Shelby. Then he turned and kissed Clarissa.

  “Whoa, I’m not down with this,” Clarissa said sliding down the wall. The guy shrugged his shoulders and turned back to Shelby. He drug his hand up her thigh and underneath her skirt. His fingers penetrated her. She drew in a sharp breath and looked at his face. She didn’t recognize him. The alcohol was warming her blood and making things seem fuzzy. She decided she liked the way he touched her.

  “I want to taste you,” he said looking into her face.

  “Alright,” Shelby managed.

  He dropped down underneath her skirt. He kissed her thighs and pulled her panties to the side. She felt a warm, wet tongue slide into her.

  “Oh,” Shelby let out a deep, low moan.

  She looked out into the room. Was it her imagination, or were people watching?

  Shelby ran her hands over his head and tangled her fingers in his hair. Another guy walked over to Shelby. He ran his hand up her neck and to the back of her head. He pulled her hair until her head was tilted back. He ran his tongue down her throat and in between her breasts. He popped out her breasts and sucked on them, one at a time.

  The feeling of this was undeniably the best feeling she had ever had. She felt her body quiver with pleasure. She glanced down to see Clarissa had passed out.

  She rocked her hips back and forth on this stranger’s face. She could feel herself building. Was she really about to cum? She quickly dismissed any concern she may have. She lost herself in the physical feelings she was having.

  The guy at her breasts was now pinching her nipples and kissing her mouth. His tongue probed hers excitedly. A girl appeared from nowhere. She bent down to her knees and wrapped her lips around his cock. This seemed to excite him more. He moved back down to Shelby’s breasts and began to suck them. Shelby’s body quivered as the guy between her legs increased speed. She continued to rock into him. Faster and faster she went, until she felt an explosion of pleasure between her legs. At that heightened moment, he gently sucked on her clit. It was the sweetest orgasm she had ever had.

  She pushed them away and ran to the bathroom. She pulled her dress up and covered up her breasts. She washed herself off and then stared at herself in the mirror. Did she feel regret? No, she decided. That was nothing to regret. She didn’t recognize anyone in the room. She thought that was somewhat strange.

  She opened the door and poked her head back into the room. Clarissa was still curled up on the floor against the wall. Shelby walked over and shook her awake.

  “Hey, we gotta get outta here,” Shelby told her.

  “Uh, fine,” Clarissa murmured.

  The girls managed to stumble out of the house. The walked across the train tracks and sat on a bench outside the fitness center.

  The two of them sat there is silence for a while, just gazing at the stars. Shelby heard a voice behind her.

  “Shelby? Is that you?”

  Shelby turned around to see Kevin, her professor. He was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. It looked as if he had been working out.

  “Hey, could you give us a ride home,” Clarissa asked him before Shelby could utter a word.

  “Sure, I can do that,” he said smiling.

  He opened the door for the girls to get into the back seat of his car. They crawled in and made themselves comfortable. Clarissa passed out in no time.

  “Looks like you girls have had quite a night,” Kevin said looking at Shelby in the rearview mirror.

  “We have actually,” Shelby said sleepily. Images of the dark room with naked people flashed through her mind.

  “Well, lucky I happened to be there,” Kevin said.

  Shelby was able to direct Kevin where to go. He opened the car door, and Shelby managed to get Clarissa awake and to a standing position.

  Kevin gave Shelby a quick peck on the cheek. “Take care and call me whenever you want,” he told her smiling.

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bsp; “I will,” Shelby replied.

  Shelby helped Clarissa stumble inside. She laid her on the bed and went to the bathroom to undress. Shelby studied her olive skin and blue eyes in the mirror. She looked tired but happy.

  She curled up beside Clarissa and thought about Kevin. He really was a nice guy. She suddenly felt bad. Was she taking advantage of him? The thoughts began to blur together as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

  The Sleepover

  It was four in the afternoon when Bishop arrived at Stephen’s. He carried his bag half-slung over his shoulder as he crossed the Abelson’s sloped front yard, which overlooked the rest of High County Point. Stephen and his family had moved here a few months ago when real estate prices bottomed during the recession. The developing company had gone bankrupt and abandoned the project, and High County Point was left in a state of permanent incompletion.

  Bishop turned over his soldier to survey the neighborhood before climbing the steps. Several unfinished homes stood bare, their wooden frames being the only form visible to passersby. Spray-paint markings decorated the streets below; as most of it was in code, Bishop could barely make them out. And yet eerily enough, the streets looked to him to be perfect. The dark asphalt gave off a brilliant shine in the late-April sun. he thought to himself.At least I can come and go in style,

  Bishop was nineteen years old. He graduated near the top of his class, yet chose to stay home rather than pursue a degree. He’d found a job with a local landscaping company. Unlike the middle- and older-aged men, Bishop’s body was strong and resilient, and the boss had chosen him to trim treetops. The task required him climbing anywhere from forty to sixty vertical feet per tree, ten to twelve trees per day. His lumbering shoulders and tight forearms testified to the labor.

  Also influencing his choice to stay home and work was his girlfriend, Candice. Bishop had chased her for years, and it was in their sophomore year that they began dating. Together since, Bishop and Candice enjoyed a stable, predictable relationship. They knew they were each other’s only sexual partners, and while the first few months of lovemaking had been incredible, their physical relationship had since declined.