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College Days Ch. 04

by JackStrange on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

...geography, philosophy, history, nothing social anthropology a lot of nothing... - Tuli kupferburg ***** A LOT OF NOTHING Christmas Eve. I took the ferry over to the French Quarter. I just wanted to experience the Vieux Carré when it's quiet. Didn't see how it could be much quieter than Christmas Eve. A stiff wind blowing down Royal Street makes it...

My Teacher's Pet

by LorenzoAbajos on Sep 11, 2017
First Time

I had recently graduated with a degree in Anthropology from a state university. It was a PhD. I'd majored in geography as an undergraduate. Then I moved on to another college for my MA in anthropology. And finally I finished my PhD at another state university. Actually, departments liked it when you'd studied at more than one institution. For some reason,...

Back to School

by Robyn_Skye on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I walked towards the Social Sciences building on the University campus, head hanging slightly. The weather was cool and the air crisp - reminders that summer was rapidly coming to an end. I was feeling somewhat discouraged. The harsh removal of freedom and the installment of regimen back into my life after a carefree summer certainly did not create the most...

A Night in the Library

by marianparoo on Sep 24, 2017
BDSM

Marian Dewey considers herself incredibly lucky. She graduated college just as a permanent position in the school's library came open, so she has never needed to go out into the "real world". The head librarian is young enough that there's not likely to be much room for advancement for quite a while, but three years into the job, she's happy to jus...

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The Vampires of Khartoum

by Samuelx on Oct 14, 2017
NonHuman

Born in the City of Baltimore, Maryland, to a Haitian immigrant father, Leonel Jacques, and a White American mother, Muriel Hawthorne, Helena Jacques was born at a rather turbulent time in the United States of America's history. She learned early in life that being different could indeed make one's life more complicated than it had to be. There was definitel...

Sorority Sunburn

by tickled_red on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Dr. Peterson is the sexy, older professor in the anthropology department at my university. All the freshman girls in my sorority take his introductory course even though they have absolutely no interest in geology. After class we walk back to the house together and trade fantasies about him, everyone giggling at the descriptions the more lewd girls provide....

Getting Lucky

by DafneyDewitt on Sep 16, 2017
Humor & Satire

"Money doesn't make a fool out of a girl as often as a girl makes money out of a fool." - Anonymous quote * * * * * Fuller started his search in the morning. The Las Vegas casinos were open all night, but he wanted fresh meat. He spotted her by the slot machines doing a poor job of feigning an interest in gambling. Her simple white dress caught his eyes...

From Lebanon With Love: U Of T

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Why is it that the women with the biggest and most beautiful butts tend to have the most attitude? Seriously, one has to wonder. The first time I spotted Mira Nazeem I went to the graduate student lounge to make a copy of a document and fax it to the social services department. I had never been to the graduate lounge, being a third-year undergrad and all. To...

City Romance Ch. 02

by KayVamp on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Friday Today is the technical last day of my winter break and with tomorrow being the arrival of the elusive grandson Elijah, I plan on going out with my girls for a night on the town. I was still doing my best to ignore the idea of Elijah coming into town to stay for a while. My mind wandered to my best friend and our upcoming graduation. My best friend Da...

Jack Comes To Visit

by John-Robert Gross on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

We were sitting around the living room one evening. There were footsteps on the gravel outside. "Go and have a look," Inana told me. I slipped on a pair of thongs and grabbed a torch and went outside. "It's me, Mr. Robert," I heard. "I've brought you mangoes." It was Jack all done up in his Melanesian gear. I went back inside and told Inana that it was on...