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Life as University Student
Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Hentai Images – Naked Pictures
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Emily White
Copyright © 2025 by Emily White
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.
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Table of Contents
Introduction
Life as a University Student
Chapter 1 - the house in the Sanità neighborhood
Chapter 2 - living with three
Chapter 3 - Disappointment
Chapter 4 - Solitude for two
A Special Sunday
Karen and the Professor
The lady's table
Thank You!
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You know, being born in a small provincial town has many negative aspects. It's a restricted environment with a very backward mentality where there are no prospects and if you want to study at university you are often forced to leave, even very far away, perhaps to big cities very different from the tranquility in which you lived before. This is exactly what happened to me, a young boy from the Molise region, who was forced to move to the big and chaotic metropolis of Naples to study medicine.
At the time I was only 18 years old, I was little more than a kid, clumsy in certain aspects of life including sex. I had only ever given someone a few caresses or a little kiss, in fact I knew almost nothing about it. Luckily my monotonous sex life was about to take a turn I could never have imagined before, and this was thanks to the great slut that turned out to be my flatmate.
Naturally, to live so far from home it's necessary to find a room where you can rest, study and sleep at night. From this point of view, Naples is excellent, you can find everything depending on what you're looking for. From expensive little apartments in chic condominiums in the upper districts, to cheaper sublets in often dilapidated buildings in the working class neighborhoods.
Not belonging to a very wealthy family and not wanting to weigh too heavily on my parents' shoulders, I decided to settle in a small apartment located in a former nunnery in the Sanità district, one of the most popular and controlled by organized crime in the whole Neapolitan city. Despite everything, I don't think today that this was a wrong or negative choice, if you mind your own business and don't bother others, it's a fairly normal neighborhood. The house was quite spacious even if it was in urgent need of renovation.
There were three bedrooms, one of which, the one furthest from the front door, was really very spacious and could be used as a double bedroom, an old but functional kitchen, a small sitting room and above all two small bathrooms that would prove essential in the development of our story.
I had found it thanks to one of those ads that young people stick with tape to telephone boxes outside universities. I still remember that as soon as I read the ad I immediately called the number. A girl answered, her voice a little hoarse, and told me that she had already made an appointment with a couple of girls that very day and that the two free rooms would probably be rented. However, she added that if I wanted to come by, it would be no problem, and that maybe the two girls could decide to share the double room, thus leaving the other one free for me.
“Taking a look doesn't cost anything - I thought - it's nearby and I won't waste much time.”
So I took the decumanus road and headed towards the station in Piazza Cavour following the directions the voice had given me on the phone. Without much difficulty I found the house I was looking for, it was in the alley behind the station, right at the entrance to the Sanità neighborhood. Under the building, a group of young boys intent on selling contraband cigarettes were playing cards to waste time. I knew that in truth they were the sentinels of some neighborhood boss, paid to watch every little movement from Fuori Porta San Gennaro. Nothing could enter or leave the neighborhood without their knowledge; even a pin would be noticed.
Without paying much attention to it, I climbed the steps to the entrance of the former convent and rang the intercom. I recognized the same hoarse voice that had answered me on the phone. He told me to go up to the first floor, door to the left of the stairs.
You could tell it was a former convent, the ceiling of the entrance to the main door still had the fresco of the Madonna surrounded by angels plastered on it and in the central courtyard, an old sealed well was proudly on display. To my great surprise, a rather old girl came to open the door for me. You could tell she was well over 30, her hair was light brown but faded like that of someone approaching the greyness of middle age, her face was lined and her yellowish teeth, perhaps due to too much smoking, didn't make her look attractive. She must have been quite pretty when she was young, but now I certainly thought she was rather ugly. Her name was Lucia and she was of Apulian origin, even though she was born in Australia to immigrants who had returned to Italy in the 80s.