Horny Student Novels & Stories

she laughed as finally unclipping her bra before climbing the bed slowly. She was totally naked...what was I thinking. 'i can't... I have nerver had sex before in my life... I don't know how!' I groaned in nervously as she approached me - kneeling beside my waist on the bed. "Let's see how hard you are now" she teased and reached for my shorts. Then I closed my eyes forcefully before opening it while bitting my lower lip in panick. "Wait Aby" I said breathlessly clamping my left hand on her right wrist to delay her reach.

The steel door slid closed. Standing between her thighs, I popped the wine open. “Who do you belong to, Juicy?” I asked, pouring some into her mouth. She choked a little, red wine dripping down her chin, some splashing on my face. Her hands twisted, trying to get free. “Answer me, Juicy, or you won’t get what you want.” I took one nipple between my teeth and bit down gently. “Oh no! It’s you! I belong to you! All of me is yours!” she cried out.

Both laughed, remembering the almost forgotten event again flashed through their minds. It was an old story in their first year. Girl students feel there is one teacher, male teacher who likes sneaking out inside girl uniforms. Of course the gaze of the eyes makes them feel unpleasant, horrible feelings. But they can't just accuse the teacher on the basis of assumption. So all girls in class are using a pin in their top bottom of uniform to prevent harassment. Just only during class lessons which that problematic teacher presents to.

She could feel her wetness dripping between her legs. "Kai" she moaned. This feels so erotic and dirty all at once. A student is sitting on the lap of the head of institution while stroking his member is unacceptable. If this gets out, they will be ruined. Especially now when the whole country is speaking about Bella's commendable score.

He stormed out like a fucking force of nature—shirt slightly untucked, hair disheveled from our earlier fuck. “What the fuck is going on out here?” he roared, His gaze snapped between us—Langford with her scratched neck and bitten hand, me with my ripped hair, bloody lip. Langford spun toward him, pointing a shaky finger. “Adrian! This student attacked me! She’s admitting to—to inappropriate relations with you! I heard everything from your office—the moans, the screams! She shoved me, scratched me, bit me! Call security—I’m taking this to the Dean right now!”

The humiliation of being exposed like this during school hours made my pussy throb with shameful arousal. Marcus pulled back, his eyes burning. “On your knees first, Professor. Show us how sorry you are for making us wait another day.” I sank to the cold tile floor, my knees protesting. One by one, they freed their cocks. I worshipped them slowly with my mouth — taking Ethan deep into my throat, then Marcus, then Liam. The wet, obscene sounds of me sucking my students’ cocks echoed in the restroom. They took turns guiding my head, praising me in low, filthy whispers.

I was lost to it until. I heard something. It was... panting. Grunts. The slap of flesh on flesh. Ugh, were some of the students fucking in here? There was a rash of real slutty girls in the school. I heard a rumor that Ms. Kwon was mentoring freshmen girls into being sluts and having them fuck boys. I moved closer, this morbid curiosity burning in me. If I caught them fucking, I could turn them in to Ms. Waters. That would teach these perverts. I hurried into the stacks, the sounds growing louder. A woman was moaning out in orgasmic passion.

And some words I couldn’t make out when written on her pictures and some of them had horns drawn on them. “It gets even worse, I don’t think you should be reading that” Dylan tried to take his phone from me but I didn’t let go and kept reading the little article that followed “Dear Fellow Student, Everyone already knows about the out-of-place fat and ugly student we have in our midst by the name Nova Foster. There have been many questions like “How did nobody like her get into our school?” Some thought the school ran a scholarship program but that never happened and I am writing this to answer that pressing question.

The student suddenly confronted Jonea when she was about to enter the men's room. "Hey, Glasses!" the student said in a big, loud voice. "I've never seen you before. Are you a new student?" "Biggest, looks like you lost a lot of news during the school holidays? He's a sophomore from the third dorm who is currently the plaything of the B4 members." "B4? Tch!" Suddenly the male student, who was as big as a gorilla, grinned widely. "Sorry, excuse me. I have to go to the toilet," Jonea said, lowering her head. She wasn't in the mood for anything to do with anyone.

Although she couldn’t convince her father about attending another school, she will definitely avoid those plot characters. Her gaze wandered around as she saw two senior students, a male and a female student approached them with a friendly smile, “Hey, four eyes, we got litty bitty juniors to escort.” The female student with short reddish hair said to the male student on her left jabbing him with her elbow. “Don’t scare them with your face, you female gorilla. And also control your strength! You almost broke my rib cage.” Sparks flew as the female student heard the male student calling her ‘Gorilla’. The forbidden word that should not be called to a female.