It had been a long full day. Teaching at the university had its pluses and minuses but one thing was for sure, the long days on your feet definitely wore you out. That was behind me now. There was still enough warmth in the air and sun in the sky to hit the beach and wind down. I knew the perfect place to get away from the crowds. It's a tiny little isolated...
Thanks to marching band, I had arrived first, and since this was my first year of university, I was very thankful to be able to arrive early. That meant that I could avoid the massive traffic jams as more than six thousand new students arrived for orientation, since I was actually on the practice field most of the day. It also meant that upon my arrival, I c...
I don't want to be a lesbian but I might not have a choice. What am I going to do? I feel like I don't know anything anymore. My name is Halima Hussein and I am a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. If you saw me walking around wearing my long skirt and hijab, with my Koran tucked under my arm, you'd assume I was just a...
Editor's note: this is my second story on literotica and one that I hope will have clear improvements in terms of story, structure and actual sex. Feel free to comment and hit 5 stars ;) ***** My name is Brandon, I am six foot even with blue eyes and dark brown hair. I am toned without a six pack, and fit without being able to run 20km. I am better than av...
I was living in a small university town, doing graduate study on my degree. The university was very good, but it was in the Bible Belt, and the town was Dullsville personified. An aunt had died leaving me a sizable inheritance, and I could concentrate on my studies, most of the time. I'm female, and single. I had several bad relationships with men that left...
"A box of Milk Duds, please." The candy counter girl bent over and picked out a box, straightened up, and laid the sweets in front of the pretty, blond girl. She picked up the five-dollar bill, rang up the sale and handed the change to the young woman. Patti felt a bit guilty for eating candy, but she was slim and wasn't concerned about her weight. As she t...
It was nearly nine o'clock. By now she should have been getting a shower, and then picking a dress for a night out on the town. But recently she hadn't had the time. Her lecturers at Nottingham university had really started to crack down on the students. Now all she had time for was her dissertation and her boyfriend James. And both were driving her up the...
"Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!" Ashley groaned and buried her face in her pillow as she screamed that phrase for the hundredth time. "Why can’t they just give me some peace?" she cried and wrapped the silken pillow around her head and kicked her long legs up and down on the bed in a frustrated tantrum. But as the loud music and laughter drifted upstairs from...
It was the third year of my studies and I was pretty much enjoying that great love of my life, my roommate Roula (see the story: "The roommate"). I was spending my days in the university and in the great cafe of Athens, while most of my nights were filled with hot burning lesbian sex with that special girl from Salonica. I had never dreamed that having sex w...
Purely by coincidence, Professor Amanda Bell met one of her Literature students on the mat during a Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu class for beginners. During the past 10 years, she taught students in a university setting; now she was actually about to grapple with one. Her usual academic attire was typically a dowdy skirt and blouse combination. Now she was currently...