1. Eros University Chapter 2: The Blonde Seductress


    Date: 6/5/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: blogger007, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com

    Millia stared thoughtfully at the blackboard behind Professor York's desk. Yeah, I'd thought of that as well, but then I took comfort in the fact that if this university had its sinister motives or was up to anything illegal it couldn't have survived this long. Being so thoroughly connected to the government...well, I'm sure the government would know of anything illegal going on here and put a stop to it. Then I asked myself a frightening question: what government? Exactly what country is this university affiliated with? America? Some place in Europe or Asia? As we conversed I checked out Millia's features. She was a few inches shorter than me with a head of vibrant red hair which fell in snaky waves to her shoulders; each fine strand gleamed with a dark luster. It was charming when she brushed aside the threads of hair from her eyes with a flick of her hand, or how some of the longer strands were tucked behind her ears. Millia's small face was delicate but bursting with spirit (especially when she spoke with that fire in her voice); her cheeks were cute and full, curving down to meld with seamless grace into her strong jaw. She sat facing me, and as she talked the brilliance of her dark brown eyes flashed with an unshakeable will—she just had that air about her. My heart was gasping in my chest and I couldn't keep my eyes from roaming over her face. Her lips, a natural, bright pink, were without any lipstick. Sometimes I just stared at the movement of her lips forming each ...
    spirited word while everything around me—the classroom, the students, Professor York—seemed to disappear into darkness. There was only her.... Millia's skin was a delicious light brown (I wasn't sure if it was natural or tanned) and was without a single blemish. I noted with some surprise that she didn't have any makeup on. But she's still so gorgeous, I thought with a sigh of longing. Her uniform of the standard dark-blue top and skirt were a snug fit. Though Millia's breasts were small, they were firm and round and stood contoured tightly against the silky material of her top; the sleeves, which ended some inches below her shoulders, were wound tight to her arms. The hem of Millia's short skirt was smoothed over her thighs and she sat with her legs pressed together. I could tell that she was shy about her body, especially about the skirt which ended several inches above her knees and revealed her naked thighs. It was obvious that Millia felt the uniform to be demeaning. For someone who looked so confident in conversation she sure seemed self-conscious about her body. I don't see why, I told myself, she has such long, attractive legs. Her lean thighs had a superb outline, inclining in subtle curves to her knees; from there her long white socks, which hugged her calves firmly, sloped down to her black dress-shoes. The bottoms of her thighs were flattened against the chair's seat; as a result they seemed more full and wide, though in a very alluring way. Our conversation was ...
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