Captain Underpants And Professor Poopypants Novels & Stories

That's disgusting. Professor Lucien Drake is obviously good-looking—standing at six feet, with flawless skin and perfect teeth. He’s probably a sight for the female teachers’ sore eyes. Actually, female students like him too, but whenever they approach him, he doesn’t entertain them—which brought about the name Grumpy Pants. "As I said, I could report you to the school disciplinary committee, but..." I don’t wait for him to finish. My heart somersaults in panic, pounding so loud it feels like it might burst through my chest. Cold tile presses against my knees as I fall, begging him like my life depends on it.

That is when my hips brush against his crotch, and I feel an unmistakable hardness press against me in response. My jaw drops open. My eyes flicker down, only half believing what they are seeing. I gawk at the distinctive beginnings of a tent in Professor Harlan’s dress pants. A single exhale kicks out of my lungs – an incredulous, disbelieving laugh. “Unbe-fucking-lievable,” I whisper, drawing my gaze back up to meet Professor Harlan’s. His eyes are hooded, staring at the place where our hips meet, eyeing his rigid crotch that brushes against my hipbone. His jaw hangs slack in something akin to pleasure, but shock, too.

“Cum. Cream on my cock like the dirty girl you are.” I came hard, squirting again, my juices soaking the floor under us. My legs shook without control as wave after wave rushed through me. Professor Charlie groaned. “Fuck… I’m cumming too.” He thrust deep one last time and then… he came. He slowly pulled out and cum rolled down my thighs in multiple streams. “Clean yourself up,” he said, handing me some tissues. “And fix your clothes. You don't want anyone to see you looking like that.”

Professor Williams' eyes followed her every movement. Scarlett stared at the bulge in his pants and then placed her hand over it, rubbing around it in circles, making sure she didn't break eye contact with him. The professor let out a sigh, adjusting his tie and impatiently waiting for her to suck the life out of him, but that wasn't Scarlett's plan. She finally undid his belt and pulled out his sizable cock, which was already hard as a rock and had cum sipping out of it already. Scarlett smirked at him and started to work her hand up and down his whole length, using his cumin as a lubricant.

My short skirt rode up exposing my ass. He flipped the skirt higher and ran a rough palm over my soaked panties. “Already dripping for your professor. What a needy little cunt you have.” I whimpered and pushed back against his hand. “Please sir. I will do anything to pass. Use me however you want.” Professor Kane hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them down to my ankles. Cool air hit my bare pussy and I shivered. He spread my legs wider with his foot then stepped close behind me. I felt the thick head of his cock rub against my wet folds.

He then drinks from his bottle before he turns back to his large-framed subordinate. ”Come back as soon as you can, Nick. I’ll make this a short session.” ”I don’t know about that, boss. She’s kinda like your type. Meaty, big-breasted, long hair…” ”She could be wearing a wig, Nick. And no, after that last horrific session, my professor can walk in here and I wouldn’t even give a rat’s ass.” ”Your professor? Ohhhhh, thaaat hot professor…” Awkward silence…

Aaron stalked forward and stared down into Knox's face when he came to a halt right on his toes. "Did it stimulate your taste buds? Mess with your mind?" Aaron's hands lifted as if it was aiming to touch Knox's face but he slapped it away and stepped out of the man's offensive pressure. He snarled then opted to ignore him then shifted on his heels towards the phone. He reached for it but he halted right as his fingers touched the screen. The shock was so overwhelming from the picture that none of them registered that this was their captain, giving them a show of his privates, a full-on nude. It was obscene.

Tsk. Did they really have to stare at freshman students like they wanted to devour them? “Kieran, Donavann, Landon...” He started to introduce them. My eyes stayed on the floor. I barely heard the lecturer’s voice. Why care about anything if I wouldn’t see James? “Where’s your captain?” he suddenly asked. “Vinn Graham?” My stomach dropped through the floor. No way! “Vinn Graham?” The lecturer called again, and that was when he showed up like a movie star.