My Sexy Teacher Novels & Stories

The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later. Elias hastily typed in the website information and quickly navigated to the story in question. The story was entitled "My Hot Teacher" and was about a young female teacher who got blackmailed into submission by one of her grade 12 students. The story described numerous sexual acts which were designed to punish and humiliate the teacher.

she bowed, I could see the excitement on her face. She brought out her writing material then her gaze flicked towards Raina and the corners of her mouth widened into a smile, “Raina, is that a hickey on your neck?” I could see the shock that quickly cut across Raina’s face. “Hmm…” she swallowed and held her breath, eyes struggling not to flinch to my side. “Sexy talk in my class is prohibited unless you want to find yourself walking out of here, you see and keep shut.” Lily bowed her head in acknowledgement.

she continued, hardly reacting at all to the teacher's strong words, or the offer that had followed them, "you don't like licking pussy, you don't like going down on girls, you love sucking cock..." "That's right," the teacher said sternly, clearly about to explode in anger once more. "...how do you feel about sucking clit?" "Oh," the teacher replied, sitting down as if the storm had passed, as if she'd never raised her voice at all. "Well, now that you ask - I do love sucking clit."

“You see, little darling, the woman who did this to me was a good teacher, maybe that’s why she was a teacher.” I giggled, but the sound broke into a moan as her fingers curled. I was becoming hot and wanting more. I wanted Diana to consume me. “I know that the teacher must have done other things to you and I want you to show me how she did it,” I pleaded and, in a suggestive mood, I rolled over and slid on my back to the floor, my naked body upside down with my legs spread aside as she sat on the edge of the sofa. My shapely thighs circled the older woman’s hips. The cool air of the room kissed my open, wet pussy and I shivered with a soft “ooh.”

Naya sat herself in front of her crazy teacher, while her teacher was still busy signing books for who knows what. "You've...," Mr. Arka's words just stopped when he saw Naya's current appearance, the sweat dripping from her temples to the girl's neck was able to make the man shut up for an instant. "Damn why is she so sexy in her sweat." "Oh my God, Arka is aware. You can't pounce on her here." thought the man. "Sir, what's wrong?" Naya asked, managing to make her teacher wake up from his dirty thoughts.

"She is a St. Tatiana slut. Been there, fucked that." I giggled as the DJ then said, "Up next, we have the naughty teacher who makes all the boys in the class stay after. It's... Ms. July!" As Sweet Sally departed, a blonde and busty woman with glasses on strutted out in a short pencil skirt that showed off the thigh-high nylons on her legs. She wore heels and a low-cut, lilac blouse that was sluttier than any teacher would wear. She was... "Fuck, that's Ms. August," groaned Carter, his finger diddling harder at my clit. "My social studies teacher. I didn't know she was a fucking stripper."

In my head, all I could think was how wrong this whole thing was, but that just made it hotter. Fucking my busty teacher right here in her office, tied up like some kind of sex toy for her to use, her huge tits smothering my face while her tight pussy swallowed my cock whole. It was dirty and taboo, and I loved every second of it, my body was on fire, my heart pounding hard in my chest, cock throbbing inside her, balls tight and aching for release. She ground down even deeper, moving her hips in these wide, circling figure-eights that rubbed her clit frantically against me.

Lacey shouts and pulls on my arm to take me to the next lesson of the day. The next lesson is maths with Miss Willow. She is very hot and it's not really a secret that's she's had sex with a few students. Me being one of them. Yes I had sex with the teacher, but she came onto me during an after school detention and offered a night of sex at her place. What kind of mad man would say no to that? "Hi Miss," I greet as me and Lacey arrive at the class. "Good morning Cole," she says and winks at me as I sit at my seat. I smile back and turn to face Lacey when she taps my arm.

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

My skirt was plastered to my wet skin, my chest heaving. This was not supposed to happen. This was never meant to happen. Derek Hales was my teacher. My secret. Not mine. But the nights kept playing in my head. Night one, his slow, hot tongue between my legs, his voice telling me to beg. Night three, my wrists tied up as his spanks made me scream. Night five, bent over his desk, my nails digging into the wood as he fucked me like he owned me. I shivered. I was unraveling, and I had no idea how to stop it.