Cerita Dewasa Guru Dan Murid Novels & Stories

She is currently lounging on the living room sofa, drinking a fresh blood bag and watching a ridiculously gory slasher movie on the flat screen. I am running on the communal treadmill in the corner, burning off my heavy Wagyu dinner, my body drenched in sweat. "So, about our Class 1 teachers," Liviel calls out over the sound of chainsaw massacres on the TV. "The curriculum is split into Academic and Practical training." I increase the speed on the treadmill. "Go on." "Our Academic homeroom Professor is the Awakener of the God of Abundance. He is incredibly gentle and soft-spoken most of the time. But whatever you do, do not piss him off. When he gets angry..."

I asked him innocently, I know what he's talking about but don't show it, my dad and Mr Gray are like best friend but Melvin and I are definitely enemies. "Nathaniel, you know what am I talking about." He sighed and took off his squared glasses. "No, I absolutely have no idea." I scratched my ear lobe. "You...you had sex with a teacher!" He yelled. "Ahh her name was Cheril or something." I scrunched my eyebrows, I did fucked a teacher, she was my french teacher, a tutor. She taunted me with her hot body, I couldn't help it. "Yes her, do you know how many times I had to find a French tutor for you?"

He spoke but bit his lip in end trying to act seductive. Ferris frowned in confusion at the teacher behaviour whereas a suppressed smile formed on her mouth as realisation dawned upon her. The male teacher is gay and hot for her husband!!!

I came sitting up with his cock still inside me and in a very short time, with a few more strokes he followed me, we reached practically together the apex of our transgression. " F*-Ck!” I smiled, exhausted. "Really, really hard.". I confirmed. There was nothing more to say. Or at least nothing more to express about all the unsaid of what we had just done. I had just given it to my teacher 20 years older than me, on the first day of class, and the most fucked up of all was that I wasn't in the least bit sorry or guilty. I wanted more.

A School teacher having an affair with her student.. Amelia's P.O.V. Amelia squirmed nervously as she sat in her wooden chair, trying to keep a straight face as she faced her students who looked pretty bored and tired from her class.. Only if, only if they knew how sweaty nervous and dripping wet she was right now. Right now she has a boy's tongue eagerly lapping up and down the inside of her wet pussy, his skills strong enough to make her want to cum. Right now everyone of the student is quite oblivious to the fact that one of their classmate was under her desk eating her out. Nobody has an idea that she had her skirts hiked up around her waist. And they definitely didn't know what she was

he growled, hand diving between my thighs, fingers circling my clit through soaked folds. "Yes, Prof! Touch me!" I bucked, slick coating his palm as he plunged two fingers inside, curling, hitting my *g-spot heaven*. My walls clenched, orgasm building fast. But he froze, pulling back, eyes tormented. "Shit… I can't. You're my student." I whimpered, chasing his hand. "Please... I need your cock." He stepped away, panting, adjusting his raging hard-on. "Study. Then you leave."

RED. It isn’t really a mind-blowing moment or anything like that. I had just finished a class, tired and exhausted, and trudged to my office. But on my way there, loud noise coming from one of the empty classrooms drew me in. It’s late in the evening; not many people should be in school. Maybe I’m about to stumble upon some juicy information or something. I once heard a professor talk about how he stumbled upon some students having sex—he couldn’t do anything about it, because most of the students in Arborheight are rich, spoilt brats whose parents could ruin your life.

Kyl’s POV My favourite notification came up and my mood changed. It was another video from my favourite role model, The Sex Sadist. He was one of my tutirs when it comes to discovering and learning bee sexual disciplines. I started following him five years ago and he has improved my sex life by eighty percent and anytime he posts, i was part of the first ten viewers. “Hey peace, could you please cover for ne? I want to go and make a call in the bathroom.”

Dinig na dinig ang umaalingawngaw na bulungan ng pagkadismaya at pagreklamo ng mga kaklse ko, “Ano ba naman ‘yan, project agad! Napakahirap pa naman ng ibang subject natin, may recitation at quiz pa tayo mamaya.” Bigla naman napalingon sa kanila si ma’am Chaiden kaya’t sabay-sabay silang napaayos ng upo at nagpanggap na tilang walang nangyari. Lihim akong natawa at tinuon ang atensyon sa aming guro na nagtuturo na sa ngayon. “Ano nga ba ang dahilan ng prostitusyon?” pagtatanong sa amin ni ma’am Chai.

It felt so good for the teacher as he thrust deeper into the student until his balls slapped into her chin. He almost couldn't believe this was really happening. Ever since he first started teaching, he had sexual thoughts. This was what he most desired. It was the only type of porn he masturbated to - school girls being groped and forced on the train or wives being molested as their husbands slept nearby, or his favorite when female teachers were raped by their students. And now it was actually happening to him.