Cerita Dosen Mesum Novels & Stories

The duplicity had hollowed her out, and somewhere in that hollow, the truth rattled loose. "My students," she said. Silence. "The young men I teach." The words came faster now, a dam breached. "They trap me after hours. Three of them. Sometimes nine. I let them do whatever they want. I beg for it. I get on my knees in my own classroom and I take their cocks in every hole I have." Her voice dropped, confessional and obscene. "I'm their whore. The university's whore. Every single night." Someone dropped a coffee mug. Ceramic shattered against the floor, and no one moved to clean it.

"Spread those legs wider, Miss Henderson. Let all your fellow students see how your naughty cunt drips for your professor's fingers while I teach Calculus," Professor Lee said with a bored tone, the bastard wanting to make an example of Lucy, hoping to shame her cunt into cuming. Professor Lee’s thick fingers plunged knuckle deep into Lucy’s soaked pussy as she sat perched on the edge of his desk, skirt bunched around her waist. "Dick," she muttered low, closing her eyes to her mundane, routine humiliation.

At most exchanged erotic messages with my husband. — Know that many people make and participate in this game. Even from college. - confesses Filomena. — I fucked our criminal law teacher over there. —I don’t think so! How can you know it was him? - I ask, surprised. — criminallyteacher.barcelona22cm, a very obvious nick, by the way. - replies Filomena, laughing. — What is yours? - I ask, eating my croissant. —Why don’t you get in the game and find out? Red light center... – replies Filomena, trying to instigate me.

An email. From: Cedric Harrington Subject: For You, Pak Dominic Dominic frowned. Cedric rarely emailed him directly. The boy usually preferred texting or showing up in person. With fingers still slightly cold from the car’s AC, he opened the message. It contained only one short line: "Simpanan Bapak nggak cuma milik Bapak lagi. Lihat sendiri betapa patuhnya dia sama aku." Below it was a large video file attachment. The name read: Renata_Proof.mp4

Upon arriving at the campus, my eyes kept scanning every woman who looked suspicious. It was possible that I might actually succeed in finding Mr. Jefri's fiancée. I knew about several women rumored to be having an illicit affair with Mr. Jefri through Dita. Honestly, I had never heard a direct testimony from anyone regarding the lecturer's behavior; the information I possessed was entirely sourced from Dita.

My friends had been texting in the group chat nonstop and the guilt finally won. We met at a lounge squeezed into our usual corner booth as I tried to act normal and pretend I hadn’t spent the last month shuffling between two very different dicks. Tasha leaned forward first, smirking. “Okay, spill. We’ve barely seen you in weeks. What's going on? Is it Michael or you've been busy reading, bookworm, Which is it?” I forced a laugh. “I’ve been busy with the scholarship prep, you know” “Bullshit,” Maya cut in, eyes narrowing playfully. “We see the way Professor Diego looks at you in class. Like he wants to eat you alive. It’s obvious he has a thing for you.”

"T-this is, oh, wrong...wrong...Oh, oh..." "Teacher, I'm sorry. I just can't stop. It's because it's immoral that it's very pleasurable. But don't worry, you're not the only teacher I've f*cked. You know Miss Wayne, and Mrs. Santiago, and even Head Teacher Valdemora? They are my sexmates, and oh Mrs. Vice Principal too, and they loved doing sex with me because I'm good at it..." "Ah! Ah! Y-you're speaking nonsense. Miss Wayne aside, all others are married!"

The Hottest discussions are still taking place in Professor Sari's office as Dean of the Faculty of Economics and Finance. The conversation took place between Professor Sari and Aris Perdana with the hottest topic being the arrest of Hamin Anata. Hamin Anata is a lecturer at the Faculty of Teacher Training and Education who was reported by a student named Sofina for a sexual harassment case during a thesis guidance activity (final task). "Today, there are still educators who do inappropriate things to female students, Ma’am," said Aris Perdana.

Kim Dong-Woo looks at him with misty eyes, yelling at his friend, "I can't thank you enough for bringing me to this heaven." "How could I forget my best friend?" Do Sejin smirks at him. He recognizes half of the people. They are from the same university. If he hadn’t come here, he would have never believed that these people would ever take part in an orgy. There are even two professors here. One of them is from the photography department and the other one is from the literature department. The professor from the literature department is even married with kids. Do Sejin knows it because the literature professor’s wife works in the law department. The couple is quite famous because the wife is

“Take a seat, Mr. Jefferson.” My knees nearly gave out, but I sat. The silence was so thick it could choke. I stared at the floor, then at Ava, then back at the floor because looking at her made my skin burn in places I really needed to pretend didn’t exist right now. Dr. Howard clasped her hands together on the desk, her mouth pursed like she was sucking a lemon. “There are… rumors circulating,” she began slowly, each word chosen like a landmine she didn’t want to step on. “Rumors that inappropriate activity has occurred between faculty and students. Specifically between one Professor Wells and a male undergraduate.”