Cerita Dewasa Guru 소설 & 이야기

“How do you know so much about our professor, Soph?” I froze. “What? I….I just pay attention in class. Like everyone should. For the scholarship. Obviously.” Maya raised a brow. “Uh-huh.” I silently prayed they wouldn’t push. If they asked one more question, I knew I was going to blurt out everything. Thank God, Tasha slammed her palm on the table. “I’ve got news, guys.” We all jumped. “What?” Maya asked. Tasha grinned, wicked and proud. “I just had the best lesbian sex of my life.”

It was so embarrassing and made Guru feel defective. Guru had given up on anyone ever loving him or understanding him. It was fine. He had a great career and could take care of his own pleasure. He'd discovered he was always hard during his post-workout shower, so he just kinda rolled with it. Didn't do much for his dating life, but at least he knew that his cock worked. Now he had a no-fur who had likely known the best and the worst of feline fornication. Guru knew he'd be nowhere near Spitfire's best clients and if the no-fur loved it rough, he was with the wrong tom.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. . "Cassie's POV" . I slumped lower in my seat during Professor Roll’s lecture, doodling absentmindedly in the margin of my notebook while trying not to think about the email I’d received that morning.

"Not everyone thinks so. Stop talking about that. Lily and I don't enjoy it." "Lily is sitting quietly, listening. She doesn't whine like you." "True, I have no problem with it." "Alright, alright, I'll tell you a new gossip." "What's the gossip now?" "Sit tight, I've got a bombshell for you." Eveline straightened up and prepared to hear the story. Why is she so adorable? Wait, what the hell am I thinking? Damn it, Dante, you're an idiot. "The gossip is about our sex education teacher, Mr. Davis. They say he transferred from his old university because he slept with one of his students."

"Open the book to page 54. Do the problem, I'll give you 15 minutes." "What? Is he crazy?" "15 minutes? Doing this many and difficult questions? What a cruel teacher." "Ah, if he wasn't handsome I would have cursed him in front of his face." These are all just the inner words of the students. How dare they curse directly in front of this notorious teacher. "Sir, I'm finished. May I go to the toilet?" said Juna, raising her hand. It hasn't even been 5 minutes but the man has already finished his work? Actually, Juna has filled almost all the books at home.

What had he meant by when the lesson was learnt? My mind flashed back to the promotional video on his page, advertising him as an erotic tutor—a sex therapist, if one wanted to make it sound fancy. That video was nothing short of a p**n. Do you need to cum, Tessy? Rub your clit a little faster while you finger your pussy… No, darling, not like that. Like so. I almost wet my pants. His voice had been so low and gravelly, melting my insides and filling me up with intense heat.

I just shook my head with tears that kept melting. Unfair! So unfair! "What's on your mind Rara?" Asked Mrs Nunung. I just shook my head. Even though everything was stuck in my throat, how could I reveal all this? "I don't know what to say anymore, even though I have already warned you. But it has gone that far. What if it spread to the internet." I wanted to scream in front of Mrs Nunung, but I couldn't. I hold the tightness in my chest. "In my whole life teaching for decades, this is the first time that I have met and seen the case of a teacher sleeping with her students, and proudly showing off this taboo!"

They didn't want to read some BS memo. Their loss. Mr. Curtis's gain. He licked at my pussy with hunger. He stroked over my folds, sending such delight rushing through me. I groaned, loving every thing that he did to me. I clutched my phone as a comment from Ms. Kwon, the guidance counselor, showed up. "I'm glad you're embarrassing your inner slut. I recently did, and it was so worth it."

He made it sound like he had been done with high school half a century and not a month ago. "I had a thing for this teacher." He went on in an almost dreamy voice. "Mrs. Gavin." Mrs? She was married. What else could go wrong? I thought as I sighed at his story. "She had a beautiful body, man. Beautiful body." "I'm sure she did," I said amused at his story. He scoffed. "Her ass could crush the world whole." I choked on a laugh but I held it back before it got out. He was one crazy bean, I had to give him that. Probably the craziest.

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."