Elsa's College Seductions (Patreon)

Elsa, the ice queen of Arendelle, had decided to explore a new chapter in her life by attending college. Her regal poise and striking beauty turned heads wherever she went, and she had developed a taste for the attention she garnered. Embracing her new environment, Elsa decided to push the boundaries of her allure and indulge in her more seductive desires.

On a summer day, Elsa chose an outfit that was designed to captivate. She wore a white button-up shirt, left provocatively open to reveal a hint of her lacy blue bra. A tight, black mini skirt hugged her curves, ending just above mid-thigh and showcasing her long, toned legs. Thigh-high stockings added an extra layer of allure, paired with sky-high heels that clicked confidently on the pavement. Her platinum blonde hair was styled in loose waves, framing her face perfectly and adding to her enchanting appearance.

As she strolled across campus, Elsa's presence was impossible to ignore. She exuded confidence and sensuality, every step deliberate and enticing. Students and faculty alike couldn't help but steal glances, captivated by her beauty and the aura of mystery that surrounded her.

Her first target was a handsome senior she had noticed in her literature class. He was sitting alone on a bench, engrossed in a book. Elsa approached him with a playful smile, her heels clicking rhythmically on the cobblestones.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked, her voice smooth and inviting.

He looked up, momentarily stunned by her appearance. "Of course not," he replied, closing his book and making room for her.

Elsa sat down, crossing her legs in a way that made her skirt ride up slightly, revealing more of her stockings. She could see his eyes lingering on her legs, and she enjoyed the power she had over him.

"I've noticed you in class," she said, leaning in closer, her shirt falling open just enough to offer a tantalizing view of her cleavage. "You seem very knowledgeable about literature."

He cleared his throat, trying to focus on her words despite the distraction of her proximity. "I enjoy it," he admitted, his voice a little shaky. "What about you?"

Elsa smiled, her fingers lightly grazing his arm. "I find it fascinating. But I must admit, I'm more interested in getting to know you better."

The senior swallowed hard, clearly flustered by her forwardness. Elsa's hand moved up his arm, her touch sending shivers down his spine. She leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Why don't we go somewhere more private?"

Without waiting for an answer, Elsa took his hand and led him to a secluded corner of the library. She pushed him against a bookshelf, her body pressed against his as she kissed him passionately. Her hands roamed his body, exploring the contours of his muscles as their kiss deepened.

He responded eagerly, his hands sliding up her thighs and beneath her skirt. Elsa's moans of pleasure filled the quiet space, the thrill of being discovered adding to her excitement. They moved together in a frenzy of desire, their bodies locked in a heated embrace.

As their passion reached its peak, Elsa felt a rush of satisfaction. She loved the feeling of being in control, of using her beauty and charm to seduce and captivate. When they finally pulled apart, both breathless and disheveled, Elsa adjusted her clothing with a satisfied smile.

"That was... unexpected," he said, still catching his breath.

Elsa winked at him, her fingers lightly tracing his jawline. "Just a taste of what I can offer," she replied, before slipping away, leaving him dazed and yearning for more.

Throughout the day, Elsa repeated her seductive dance with various targets—professors, classmates, even the occasional campus visitor. Each encounter left her feeling exhilarated, her confidence soaring with every conquest. She reveled in the thrill of seduction, the way she could bend others to her will with just a glance or a touch.

By the time evening rolled around, Elsa had become the talk of the campus. Whispers of her exploits spread like wildfire, each story more tantalizing than the last. But Elsa didn't care about the rumors; she was in control of her destiny, embracing her desires and living life on her own terms.