Lips Professor In Shameless Novels & Stories

She remained in shock but immediately fell silent because the young man quickly kissed her more passionately. Hera was out of breath so she immediately disappeared from their kiss. SHe was still gasping for breath but the professor's lips continued to smear her with a small kiss on the lips. Until the little kiss turned into a passionate kiss again. She was stunned when the professor bit her lower lip. She immediately tasted the blood from her lips. The professor was also stunned by what he was done. "I'm sorry ... I'm so sorry." That's all the professor said. She smiled at the professor to let him know that it was okay. Sir Clinton slowly caress her swollen lips.

Like our bond is just… just public p**n. The door handle rattled again—harder this time, insistent and angry. Voices murmured outside, muffled but cruel, carrying through the thin gap under the door. “Is she in there? The Voss whore? I saw her run this way—skirt all messed up, cum literally trailing behind her like some kind of slutty breadcrumb.” A laugh, sharp and female. “Bet she’s in there crying like the pathetic teacher’s pet she is. Lila really got her good. ‘Personal breeding bitch’—classic. Someone should post the video. The whole campus needs to see what Professor Voss’s ‘star student’ really is.” Another voice, deeper, alpha: “Door’s locked. Let her stew. Maybe she’ll finally real

What to do? "Vikas, see our new hot English professor." Anu pointed in the direction where he is standing. I also looked in that direction like an idiot, not able to control myself anymore as I was desperately waiting to look at him. He is ordering something at the counter and his thumbs are hooked in the pockets of his jeans. I just can't take off my eyes from his handsome face and his mysterious and intense eyes. The way his perfect pinky lips are moving, I'm just speechless.

“ you ok dear. You seem drained” “Mark is ... Mark is cheating ” that was all I could say, all I could manage to bring into this world. “ooh sweet it's for the best. At least you won't have to commit a taboo with your br.. let's go home” I trailed behind. “hey I am here ” I swayed my eyes to meet the Professor giving Trisha a quick kiss on the chick. He waved at me. No shame does man ever have shame. He is a college professor and he is dating his student. Wow, what had the world turned into. I waved back.

"Bending over your professor's desk. You're tighter than I imagined, you little whore." “Please,” I gasped in a half plea and a half moan. I didn't know what I was pleading for, but it was definitely not for him to stop. I liked his cock. I liked the length of my professor's big cock stretching my dripping pussy. "I want to hear you say it, Liana. Say you're a slut." "I'm a slut! Oh, Professor, I'm a fucking slut!" I cried, gripping the desk so hard my knuckles turned white.

"You look tired. That new professor is giving you trouble already?" Juliet froze for half a second, then forced a laugh. "No. He's fine. Just that he's... intense." "Intense how?" Lila asked, raising one eyebrow. Juliet slipped into the silver corset that barely covered anything. "He stared at me the whole lecture, asked me to stay after class. But othing big happened." Lila grinned. "Sounds like he likes what he sees. You should be careful because Professors can be trouble."

One of his eyes opened and he peered at her. "Oh, just good huh? I see how it is. What do shifters have a magical sexual prowess us mere mortals don't?' he asked, a smirk on his face. She laughed and swatted him again. "No. Hush," she said and pressed her lips to his. "I'm not letting this go just because of those lips of yours," he sternly said and sat up. She caught a glimpse of the professor side of him as he jokingly lectured her. "Is this how you speak to your students?" she asked, curious about his life. She sat up and wrapped a blanket around her shoulders, her red hair spilling down her back.

Lastly, she ambushed me using her lips. Her lips… it’s soft, small and swe- Seriously? What's with that slip of tongue? I almost utter that her lips are sweet, it tastes like a cherry chopstick. What the hell is wrong with me? I am not a romance nor sex starve, why am I even rewinding that kiss on my head? Seriously, I am starting to think that my student had lost a screw on her head. If she's thinking normal, then things such as dating an old professor like me would not escape from her mouth.

OLIVIA I’ve always had the hots for my professor. I know it’s wrong. I know it’s taboo but the man is hotter than a fucking furnace so, sue me. Professor Kade looks like a greek god come to life, with his high sculpted cheekbones, slanted blue eyes, thick dark hair and full pouty lips that are always pressed in a disapproving line. Those lips have featured in too many of my fantasies that I’m almost ashamed to admit it.

I heard him whisper above my head with confident warmth, "It is a very easy lesson, little one. Just love it, and you will understand it well. You are smart enough to explain it to others too." I smiled despite my sadness. I lifted my head slightly to look at him and sighed, "But the professor never stops talking about his life more than the lesson itself." I laughed softly, waving one hand as if copying his movements, "And when he laughs, he makes a sound like someone wiping glass. Huh huh huh, like this." Mr. Dorian smiled faintly, raising his eyebrow in surprise and curiosity, "Which professor is this?" I answered while covering my mouth so I would not burst out laughing,