Gairah Ustadzah Novels & Stories

Professor Garrett kept teaching, now pacing in front of the class. The veins on his hands popped as he made hand gestures. " Women don't know how powerful their arousal can be. One minute you're composed and the other you're dripping, wanting to be touched." His eyes swept across the class and locked right on my hazel ones. Professor Garrett's adam's apple bobbed as he gave me another hot once over. For several long seconds he just stared at me while I was fighting so hard not to moan, as Flynn kept punishing my pussy with his fingers.

It's grown so much that I think it controls me entirely, and now I know there's no way to satisfy my cravings for blood and destruction. I thought discipling students would be a good enough outlet to keep the urges at bay, but for a while now, they've been getting out of hand. A few years ago, I let that craziness take over. An assistant teacher by the name of Gail was a masochist to a certain extent, and we started getting intimate.

She stood at the white board and wrote in bold letters about today's discussion. "Our lesson for today is the function of Trigonometry. I suppose you all written down the assignments i assigned you last week, do you" unconsciously releasing her pheromones when she saw that some students was not paying close attention to her but still on black-haired boy, her voice was slightly raised and the pressure of her mental strength hit the students who still mind their own business. The students finally look up and paid attention to Teacher Miah so the teacher whose race was that of a witch opened her lips to start her discussion for today.

************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship. Synopsis A Professor named John Gatchalian is secretly obsessed with his student named Myraquel Gonzaga. Prof. John intentionally dropped Myraquel grades. The only way she can pass and graduate is to have sex with her Professor.

"So, Ms. Salata, what super awesome new and exciting thing are we gonna learn about today?" Candy gave me a pleading look of her own, but there was no reprieve in my eyes. She'd likely have verbalized her own misgivings if not for her desire to look less pathetic than Abbie had doing the same. Then she turned back to her pupil, looming over where her student sat on her living room sofa. "Today, we're going to learn about..." She steeled herself with a few deep breaths. "About how to pleasure a woman."