Cursos Harvard Gratuitos Stories

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1920s Ink

by geishafruit on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Leslie Gourd was poor, and couldn't afford stockings. It was a balmy city night, the lights were lit and the jazz joints were swinging, and her black sheath dress showed the backs of her naked knees, but she would not be a star until she had those stocking lines gashing downwards from her thighs to her ankles from under her dress, solid black lines to declar...

Never Say Never

by Samuelx on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Sitting inside the Harvard University library, Evan wondered for the thousandth time why the good Lord made him. Seriously. As a devout Christian, he never questioned the Will of Heaven. However, lately he'd become convinced that God sometimes made mistakes. And one of those mistakes was obviously Evan Blackstone. How else could he explain how he'd never onc...

Harvard University

by pornorsomething on Feb 9, 2020
Group Sex

I was a freshman at Harvard University. No, not that Harvard. Mine was a small liberal arts college in Eastern Oregon, near the Washington border. It's mission was to "Further Education Through Education." Whatever that meant. Truth was, the only people who went there had no place better to be. As for me, I was supposed to go to the actual Harvard...

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For the Whored Ch. 080

by Thatawfulwowporno on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Elunara was staring at the drawing with some concern. Something was off about it, but she couldn't figure out what. At the knock on the door, she stood up to answer it. Opening the door, she was shocked to feel arms around her waist. She looked down at Bradly. "Shouldn't you be playing with the other kids?" He shook his head. "Can I help you?" He nodded...

For the Whored Ch. 081

by Thatawfulwowporno on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

He took a deep breath and knocked. She yanked open the door and stared at him through one eye. Her shirt was skewed and her hair was everywhere. "Harvard. I'm sorry, Captain Harvard." "We both know that rank out here is worthless." "Yeah, basically. Though it tells Grogek where your experience is. I figured you'd be by. Come on." She yawned and stretched...

Mistress Nazirah Of Dubai

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

My name is Samuel Clarence Marcelin, and I am a young man of African-American descent living in the City of Dubai, in the United Arab Emirates. Like many men the world over, I find Arab culture fascinating...especially the ladies of that culture. I came here at the behest of my employer, Magyar Ltd, a Hungarian-American civil engineering company that does a...

For the Whored Ch. 078

by Thatawfulwowporno on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Elunara flipped through the papers when she heard the knock. Opening the door, she frowned. "You better have a lovely explanation for why you have your hands on my child." The woman let go of Darguni's arm. "He punched Bradly!" Elunara raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "Why?" "Nothin." "Darguni, you will answer me or you WILL find out why half thi...

Black Telepathy

by Samuelx on Oct 6, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Speciation. How exactly does that occur? When does it occur? What would it mean for the world if it happened in humans? Once upon a time, the answers to that line of questioning would have meant very little to Clarence Brownstone. He's never been the scientific type, to be exact. A tall, slim African American fellow who seems quite bland when one first meets...

The Misadventures of Kate Pt. 01

by Catytheghost on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Note all characters are my creation all real places, and persons etc. are for story content use only. Also I wish to thank my editor for working with me on this. * Chapter 1 Hi! Thought I'd place all of this down here in my blog, kind of like my mom used to do in her old diary. First of all, my name is Kate Wilson -- well, it used to be Geoffrey Wilson....

African Prince Comes To Boston

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

Looking at the young blonde woman lying in bed next to him, Constantine Al-Sharif was deep in thought. Gently, he kissed her forehead. Sighing, he tried not to think about the past and failed miserably. Born and partly raised in the City of Bousse in the nation of Burkina Faso, Constantine had felt odd his entire life. The son of Jacob Al-Sharif, a Lebanese...