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SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. PROF HARLEN IS MY NEIGHBOR (IV)
Chapter 4I leaned forward eagerly, taking him in my mouth slowly at first, savoring the taste of him again, the salty pre-cum coating my tongue, the weight of his thick shaft filling me up, stretching my lips wide. I bobbed my head deeper each time, relaxing my throat to take more, gagging myself on purpose when I pushed too far, the sound wet and obscene, saliva starting to drip down my chin, pooling on the floor between my knees and on his balls. He groaned deep in his chest, his hand in my hair tightening, guiding me now, pushing my head down further, fucking my throat slow and deep, his hips bucking up slightly to meet me.“That’s it, choke on it, Kaya,” he muttered, his voice strained, his free hand reaching down to pinch one of my nipples hard, twisting it until I whimpered around his cock.“Let me see those tears, fuck, you love this, don’t you? Love being on your knees for your professor, being my dirty little student slut, sucking me off like you’re starving for it.”I moa
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. PROF HARLEN IS MY NEIGHBOR (III)
Chapter 3I stepped outside barefoot, cool grass under my feet, the blades tickling my soles as I moved across the yard, my robe fluttering open with every step, letting the night air brush against my bare skin, my nipples hardening from the chill and the thrill of being exposed like that. I didn’t care if the neighbors saw me walking naked under the thin fabric, part of me even hoped they would peek out their windows and catch a glimpse of my tits bouncing or my ass swaying, knowing I was heading next door to get fucked senseless by my professor, to let him use me however he wanted, to turn me into his personal whore for the night. My pussy throbbed with every stride, still sore from earlier but dripping wet again, his cum from the classroom mixing with my own juices and trickling down my inner thighs, making them sticky and slick, reminding me how full he had left me, how stretched and claimed.His back door was unlocked just like he said it would be, and I pushed it open quietly,
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. PROF HARLEN IS MY NEIGHBOR (II)
Chapter 2I pressed against him, grinding my pussy against his thigh, feeling the friction through my skirt. “I want you to fuck me. Right here on your desk hardly. Make me cum like no one my age ever has.”His eyes flashed with something possessive, and he grabbed my waist, lifting me onto the desk in one smooth motion, papers scattering to the floor.“You are a bad girl, teasing me in class, touching yourself while I teach. I saw you, your hand under the desk, rubbing that wet pussy.” He hiked my skirt up to my waist, exposing my soaked panties, his fingers hooking in the waistband and ripping them down my legs, tossing them aside.I spread my legs wide for him, pussy open and dripping, clit swollen and begging. “Please Professor, touch me. Finger me. I need it so bad.”He groaned, two fingers plunging deep into my pussy without warning, pumping rough and fast, curling to hit that spot that made my back arch off the desk.“So wet for me. So tight. Those college boys do not fuck thi
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. STORY 89: PROF HARLEN IS MY NEIGHBOR (I)
Chapter 1 The lecture hall buzzed with the low hum of students settling into their seats, notebooks flipping open and pens clicking as the clock ticked toward the start of class. I slid into my usual spot in the third row, close enough to the front to see every detail of Professor Harlan’s broad shoulders as he stood at the podium, shuffling through his notes with those large hands that always made me wonder what they would feel like gripping my thighs. The room was packed today, the air thick with the scent of fresh coffee from the vending machine outside and the faint body odor from the guy next to me who never seemed to shower, but none of that mattered because my eyes were locked on him, the man who taught advanced literature by day and lived right next door to me at night, his house so close I could see his silhouette through the curtains when he paced his study late into the evening.Professor Harlan looked up from his papers, his dark eyes scanning the room slowly, landing o
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. FINGERING MY TEACHER AT THE DINING (III)
Chapter 3I kept my fingers buried deep inside her, not stopping even for a second, pushing them in slowly and deep at first so she could feel every knuckle sliding past her tight entrance, her pussy walls already fluttering around me like they were trying to suck me in deeper. She was hotter than before, wetter, her juices running down my palm in thick slippery trails that dripped onto the leather seat beneath us, making little wet spots that would be impossible to hide later. Her breath came out in sharp little pants against my neck, and I could feel her heart hammering through her chest where it pressed against mine.She covered her mouth with one hand, trying to trap the sounds, but a low needy whimper still leaked out when I curled my fingers up and dragged them hard over that rough patch inside her that made her whole body jerk. Her other hand was already working on my jeans, fingers trembling so bad she fumbled the button twice before she got it open, then yanked the zipper
SINFUL FANTASIES:Short Forbidden Erotica Collections. FINGERING MY TEACHER AT THE DINNER (II)
Chapter 2She was so warm inside, velvety and wet, her juices coating my finger as I started pumping gently, in and out, building the rhythm while keeping my face neutral, nodding along to the conversation like nothing was happening.Inside my head was racing, her pussy feels amazing, squeezing my finger like she is desperate for it, I bet she has been thinking about me too, getting fucked by her student right under everyone’s nose, it is making me so hard I can barely sit still.I added a second finger, stretching her more, thrusting deeper now, curling them up to hit that sensitive spot inside her that made her jolt slightly, her fork clattering against the plate as she set it down too hard. “Sorry, slippery fingers,” she said with a forced laugh, but her voice was huskier, the words laced with need, her thighs clamping around my hand for a moment before parting wider, inviting me to go harder. Mom asked if she was okay, and she nodded quick, saying “Yes, just enjoying the meal so
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