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Scared of being caught by others in faculty making both of crazy. I started to move my hips like I never did before, I can smell her, that blissful cherry perfume, her body scent, and the sound of my hips hitting her pussy. she started to say my name. “Yes, John! Yes, John! Do it harder. Fuck your teacher pussy!” My blood pumped for every second I pushed into her. I had again reached my peak, I wanted to pull out, but Ms. Hemmings locked her legs behind my back so that I can’t pull out and just like that I let it all out inside of her.

He growled to her, his huge hand wrapped around her throat as he wrecked her wet coochie. El was creaming all over her hot Professor's fat cock, moaning like the dumb whore that she was. I whispered the dirty words as I typed away. "Ram my pussy sir, cream my cunt please. Fuck me harder." I whined softly. My glasses were fogged from the heat. The heat in the class or the one my body was producing, I didn't know which one was hotter. I've been obsessed with this man since I transferred to the school. Professor Garrett was my Sex Education lecturer. To make matters worse, he taught us about arousals, wet pussies, hard cocks and orgasms in that deep voice of his.

Now we are all her to get better at having sex” she paused and looked at me with a hard stare.” Or in Elizabeth's case to have sex at all”. Everyone turned to look back at me. I felt myself burning with embarrassment and slunk down in my chair. I nodded meekly in reply before everyone turned back to the front of the classroom. “Over the next three weeks we will learn everything you need to know about the male and female reproductive systems. Ms Cain continued talking but my mind was all over the place her speech was highly scientific and I failed to fully concentrate. I began to daydream and fantasise and order the other students into who I would fuck first. On the front table was a very you

“How do you know so much about our professor, Soph?” I froze. “What? I….I just pay attention in class. Like everyone should. For the scholarship. Obviously.” Maya raised a brow. “Uh-huh.” I silently prayed they wouldn’t push. If they asked one more question, I knew I was going to blurt out everything. Thank God, Tasha slammed her palm on the table. “I’ve got news, guys.” We all jumped. “What?” Maya asked. Tasha grinned, wicked and proud. “I just had the best lesbian sex of my life.”

"You cheating bastards in there, get out here!" Shane's face changed. He scrambled to open the door in a panic. The next second, Lydia burst in, screaming obscenities. "Joanna Calbry, you filthy slut! You lured my boyfriend to your place while I wasn't around. Shameless much? Are you deliberately provoking me?" "No, Lydia, let me explain—" Shane barely started before Lydia's hand cracked across his face with a resounding slap. "Shut up! I can see you're enjoying this bitch throwing herself at you."

Everyone stayed silent. The instructor locked the door and dimmed the lights further. “Welcome to Masturbation Class,” he said, his voice smooth and authoritative. “I am Master Kane. Here, we explore pleasure without shame. You will learn to touch yourself under guidance. To perform. To let go. Some of you will be watched. Some of you will be touched. All of you will come harder than you ever have before.” Lila’s breath hitched. She could already feel herself getting wet. Master Kane walked slowly around the circle, studying each face. When he stopped in front of her, his eyes dropped to her bare legs under the short skirt.

Ronan sucked my boobs and his fingers teasing my clitoris. Just as he was about to slide in, I woke up breathing heavily. My body was folded and my hands were on my boobs. I touched my panties and it was wet. "Fuck!" I cussed as I sat up on the bed. Did I just dream about me and teacher having sex? I looked beside my bed and his jacket was laying there. I checked the time and it was a few minutes past 6 in the morning. It was Saturday and I was glad. I took in a deep breath and got up from the bed.

This new position gave Jasmine the perfect position to lean forward and move her hips back and forth with smoothness. "Fuck you are the sexiest slut teacher in the world," Dana complimented. "Could you imagine if your students had any clue what kind of whore their teacher is? You would have boys forcing you to suck their cocks, you would have girls forcing you between their legs and you would be used as a complete cum bucket. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

I put my hands on my hips and gave me a stern look. "Damn, sexy teacher. I like it. Can you put your hair up in one of those clips and put on the nerdy glasses too? And pencil skirt. You gotta have the pencil skirt." "This isn't sex ed, Tyce!" "Your ass would look fantastic in a pencil skirt." "Stop casting me in the porno in your mind!"

I think that you are the one for me 'Cause it gets so hard to breathe When you're looking at me, I've never felt so alive and free When you're looking at me, I've never felt so happy I looked at the teacher's table, finding him looking at me with a small smile on his face. I smiled back, not caring now that he was my teacher. He was the hottest guy I had ever seen, it was normal to look at him. Every other woman in this pub, and luckily there weren't a lot, were gaping at him. Ms. Melissa was openly flirting with him, actually knocking her drink over. I think she did that on purpose. Not that he even looked. He was only 28 but something told me he was mentally a lot older.