Cerita Dewasa Guru Dan Murid Novels & Stories

“Lesson three: complete surrender.” He thrust deep in one long stroke, burying every inch in her tight heat. Lila cried out loud. “Fuck! It’s so deep… You’re stretching me so much, Professor.” He started pounding her hard, his hips slapping loudly against her ass. The desk shook under them. “This is what those old novels were really about. The older, powerful man claiming his young student. Feel how tight you grip me? This sweet pussy was made for your mentor’s cock.” “Harder,” she begged, pushing back to meet every thrust. “Even though it’s so wrong… fuck your student harder, Professor. Please!”

Everyone knows that foreign babes are hot and passionate. The conjecture about the new teacher became more and more intense in the school forum until someone came out and said that, according to reliable news, a male professor of 40 or 50 years of age came back. For a while, the YY atmosphere faded. Forty or fifty years old, no matter how rich experience—what about it.

Luckily for her, the teacher was more than a bit horny as well. "I have had two sexual partners in my life. Both were class-B girls," she explained to them, starting to feel really loose, "the first was when I was a senior in high school. She was a girl in my art class and we dated most of that year and we had sex shortly before graduation. The other one was in the second year of at the teacher's academy, we met at a bar and had sex once," she realized as she said the last one that it was probably highly inappropriate but she was now able to completely censor these feelings, not to be bothered by them again. The girls were giggling and by now they were squirming in their seats. "You said ear

His massive cock was still rock hard, glistening with our mixed juices. Without thinking I grabbed it with both hands and stuffed as much as I could into my mouth. I sucked him sloppily, moaning around his thickness, tasting my own pussy and his cum. I bobbed my head, taking him deeper into my throat while jerking the rest of his shaft with both hands. There I was — a 33-year-old teacher on her knees in the girls’ locker room shower, sucking her former student’s huge cum-covered cock like a desperate whore. That’s when I heard Harper’s voice from the doorway, thick with lust and amusement:

am surprised when i see the headmaster and one of our big booty teacher fucking eachother so hard while the principal is sweating like some one on a land digger work . . . .jasmine: whattttttttttt . . .stay tuned

The school was over everybody was eager to go home as they all rushed down stairs at the sound of the bell. I on my part wasn't that eager to go home, I felt like talking to someone about what happened between me and Miss Esther, I couldn't tell anyone in the school especially Sandra it will hurt her for sure and I don't want to put Miss Esther into trouble, I think it's a crime for a teacher to be dating or having any romantic involvement with a student, I can't tell Felicia either at home she may get very excited and tell my parents about it and that's lots of trouble.

Before I knew it, I found myself in my Literature class. "Pedophilia," the teacher, Mr. Burma, began, pointing to a guy at the back. "What comes to mind?" "Homosexual men," he blurted out without thinking, and I couldn't hold back. I raised my hand, and Mr. Burma looked at me, nodding.

I was getting seriously turned on. Finally, I reached the climactic scene where the girl got her way. She and her teacher fucked in the teacher's lounge after school, right on a big leather couch. The scene was so well written, I swear I could even hear the creak of the cushions as the professor drilled his cock into the schoolgirl over and over. And her moans were driving me crazy! My father described them with words I never would have thought of on my own, but it allowed me to imagine them perfectly. And the girl wasn't faking it. She genuinely drew closer and closer to orgasm as he continued to plow into her. Toward the end, the teacher gave in to a final piece of resistance and kissed he

Gavelle as she moaned, groaned and grunted. Once I felt she'd gotten used to having my shaft in her rear passage, I placed my hands on her hips and pushed my own hips with more energy. The sound of my pelvis slamming against her cushiony ass filled the classroom as she cried out to each thrust. I couldn't believe my luck. Here I was, sodomizing my sexy English teacher over her desk during school. Many a man had only dreamed of being in my position. I planned on enjoying it to the fullest. I kept on vigorously plunging my cock inside Mrs. G as I used one hand to gently slap around her ass cheeks.

A person older than her, her mind reminded; A teacher. Realization dawned on her as she walked down the stairs to Reid's desk. She had sexually touched a teacher. Dreamed naughty things about his lips on hers, his fingers dancing on her skin. His big intimidating manhood in her. Maya brought her thighs together as her arousal made itself known.