Erotica Teacher Novels & Stories

She shouted and focused on her laptop again. A smile lit up her face. “It's teachers' assess day today, Mr. Hayes will be joining us today.” Ms. Melissa said with a big smile. My face drained. For fuck's sake. The teacher in question that I was in bed with this morning knocked on the door and entered the classroom. He was wearing a blouse that he bunched over his elbows, showing off skin. His beard was perfectly trimmed and he was wearing casual trousers. He looked perfect.

I drop his jacket over the back of his office chair and kick off my shoes. He pulls me against him then unzips my dress and lets it fall to the floor. My strapless push-up bra goes next, then my panties. For a moment, he just stares at my body. Then he lifts me onto the desktop. “Are you going to teach me something today, Profe?” I ask, batting my eyelashes. He takes off his clothes, and his thick dick springs out. “Yes,” he says in an instructive tone. “Today, we’re learning about multiple orgasms.”

"I have a deadline in two weeks and I still haven't gotten any inspiration on the climax scene. It's supposed to be a mind blowing sex scene and I have drained out every brain cell trying to find one, but..." "Ah!" He nodded, thinking and ran his hand through that gorgeous hair of his. Damn, am I obsessed! "I got it!" I was startled out of my drooling session by him slamming his first down on a desk. When did he get there? " I'll be your guide." "Excuse me?" I asked incredulously. Sexy-perverted-chemistry teacher says what? "Well, since you're a virgin-" "HOW THE HELL DID YOU KNOW THAT?!" I yelled, not being able to control my shocked fury.

Until she whimpered and her hips jerked forward like she was chasing the sting. “Look at this dripping cunt,” I growled. Sliding two fingers through her folds without warning. She was soaked. Dripping down her thighs. “New teacher’s already a slut for her own student.” “Please Viktor we can’t” I shoved three fingers inside her. Pumped once. Hard. “Shut up.” She moaned. I unzipped. Pulled my cock out. Heavy. Thick. Veins pulsing. Pre-cum beading at the tip.

She curls her tongue inside my cunt, and her mouth pulls on my clit, causing my vision to whiten as pleasure slams through me raw and unforgiving, wet heat, the relentless drag of ridges against my walls, the obscene slurping sounds she makes as she devours me. My grip around the desk gets tighter, my nails digging into the wood, but it doesn’t hurt at all, not with what Lira is doing underneath the desk. My toes curl tight in my shoes. Sweat beads on my forehead. The professor asks a question somewhere in the front, but all I hear is the wet smacking of Lira’s mouth on my cunt and her filthy whispers vibrating through my folds. What will I do? What if the professor calls on me to answer a q

from my lips. “Me to baby” she moans knowing exactly what I meant. With that, she moves so she is now sitting on my cock, and before I can say another thing she's bouncing up and down on my hard cock fast. The change in speed of our fucking has an immediate impact on both of us as my grunts become quicker and louder and her moans turn into screams of pure pleasure. I look up at the beautiful sight before me. There she is, my stunning maths teacher, bouncing on my cock, her boobs bouncing as she does, her head tilted back in pure pleasure and her screams escaping her sexy lips. I reach up with both my hands and grab her boobs, massaging them as she bounces up and down on my cock. After a minu

"You can do what I taught you." He licked my earlobe. "Ahhh! L-Lucas..." "Teacher. Call me teacher." "Y-Yes. T-Teacher." "If you fail to remember this, I will give you a bad grade." "No. Please don't ahh!" "What do you need to do to get good grades?" "Touch myself like this. Ahhhh!" “When will you do it?” “When I am thinking of you, t-teacher.” “Good. But mine was bigger than one finger. So, you can add one," he said with a smirk. Another finger seamlessly joined the first, skillfully moving in and out of my intimate opening.

'' She bites her lip again and my member pulses, eager to enter her hot and wet canal. '' Yes, I think teacher is a perfect word. The corner of my mouth tugs into a satisfying smile. She's teasing me, the little devil. I shrug and take off my underwear. I'm so hard it hurts. '' You like a kinky game, don't you, darling? Love the idea of ​​having your teacher eat your forbidden fruitIt istight. That's fine by me, but I'm going to punish you for being such a bad girl. '' Go?''

She turned toward the board and wrote two words in clean, deliberate strokes. Erotic Writing. Oh. It was that ‘shift-in-your-seat’ kind of class the entire time. Less of discomfort, more of… you know what? Maybe it was discomfort all through. Didn't exactly feel “hot” hearing your fifty six year old lecturer talk about libido and how to make it bend to the rules of literature. By the time the class ended, half of my mates were either zoned out or creeped out. “Your assignments for the day are already up on the class platform. Submission’s three days from now. Please don't force my hand” she closed her textbook, the usual sign that we could leave now.

Then the shapes began to move, and everything changed. Ms. Elena Voss, the strictest and most respected female teacher in the entire school was completely naked, riding Mr. Ramirez hard on the bed. The same Ms. Voss who always walked the hallways with her head high, scolding students for the smallest mistakes, was now moaning loudly as she bounced on him. Her usual neat bun was messy, strands of hair sticking to her flushed face. Her professional blouse hung open, and her skirt was pushed up around her waist. She was grinding down on Mr. Ramirez’s cock with desperate, hungry movements, her breasts bouncing with every thrust.