Collegegiate Sluthood Continues Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Collegegiate Sluthood Continues Ch. 01

... from Lisa, she has lived in the house the longest. She is also slight in frame - but more curvaceous in form.

Lena Andersen, though not a student is the third Frampton House slut, along with Natalie and Andrea. She is in her late thirties, lives in Los Angeles and is a frequent visitor to the campus for business and pleasure. A very wealthy businesswoman and benefactor of the university, she had become introduced to Andrea through Darius.

She, along with Natalie and Andrea, are the Frampton House Sluts.

The Frampton House Boys are:

Wesley, DeShawn, Jerome, Julius and Keith... all six foot or taller, African Americans. Wesley, Jerome, Keith and Julius are jock types with muscular physiques while DeShawn is lanky and has a taught, wiry musculature. He is also the most dominant and aggressive of the current residents.

Micah, also a resident, is less of a jock and more of a sensitive, nerdy type - but tall with a nice body. He and Natalie formed a close friendship as they share a lot of classes and are equally introverted.

Lastly there is Darius "Diss" Henderson - an alumni and former resident of Frampton House and now professional athlete. He alone has had the libido to truly match Andrea's - with the two forming an intense fuckbuddy, dom-sub relationship that became intertwined with the other students.

This new series picks up the day after and will expand on the characters as they explore new sexual adventures.

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Sunday Evening, The Dorset Hotel, ...

... Downtown

Natalie smiled, feeling a sweet combination of contentment and relaxation. It was dark in the room where she had fallen slept. It took her a moment, but she recalled having spent the day recovering and recuperating from what had been a life-changing night. Now she was in a beautiful room in the regal Dorset Hotel, her body feeling a way she'd never felt before - tired but totally satisfied.

How crazy a turn her life had taken.

Spreading her legs out, she strained to push the lactic acid out of her muscles. The pain was a sweet reminder of the night before and she wondered if she'd ever get used to it - the aches and cramps and slight bruises of overindulgent sex. A small price for enjoying the carnal pleasures, her new life as a slut. A Frampton House slut to be exact. An anal slut, to be even more exact.

Earlier that day, waking up in her own bed and in the cold light of morning, the ache had not only felt worse, but it had also been tinged with a little bit of shame.

"Who knew a night of excess would have a downside," she had thought to herself, weighed down by a malaise of fatigue. It was only human after all, to feel rough after a night-time orgy - and she had resigned herself to spending the day wallowing in sinful contemplation. But she hadn't counted on her new BFF and housemate Andrea to burst in through the door and pounce on her, sparkling with energy and excitement. Somehow, she was vibrant and glowing, as if spending the night getting railed ...