Professor Erotica Novels & Stories

The vibrations make him twitch. “Fuck, just like that,” he growls. “Knew this mouth was made for cock the first day you walked in.” I pull off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting us. “Please, Professor, I need you inside me.” He lifts me by the arms, spins me, bends me over the desk. My skirt flips up, thong yanked to the side. “Look at this pretty cunt,” he murmurs, dragging two fingers through my soaked folds. “Already dripping for teacher.”

“Take out my cock Ever” After a few seconds of hands trembling and threats from the professor Ever finally takes out his huge semi hard cock. Her tongue immediately wet her lips of their own volition. “You like what you see?” Ever nods again, still entranced by the huge cock before her. “Like I said, you use your words with me, is that clear?” “Yes sir…” “Good. Now get on the table” Ever doesn’t waste time as she quickly sits on the table and spreads her legs wide showing her glistening pussy to the lust eyed professor. “Fuck baby, you’re so beautiful”.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

I gasped, unable to control my volume when something so slippery was pushing inside me, swirling around while his soft lips grazed my sensitive, puckering flesh. "Sage... You have to be quiet." He gripped my ass in his hands. "Your neighbors are going to hear you." "Fuuck," I whimpered, my dick throbbing at the truth in his words. I didn't want them to hear me but it was so... So mischievous sinful dirty naughty fucking hot. I was doing this forbidden thing with my professor, who could get fired just by being in my house at odd hours. I must be into exhibitionnism because all I wanted was for them to hear me screaming out his name.

“Faster. Tell me what you imagine I do to you.” “I imagine you bending me over this desk,” I gasped, plunging two fingers inside. “Fucking me hard while the class is in session. Making me stay quiet.” Professor Hale groaned and cupped my breast, pinching the nipple. “Naughty girl. You need a real lesson in control.” He replaced my hand with his own, thick fingers pushing deep. They stretched me better than mine ever could. “So tight. Been saving this pussy for your professor?” “Yes,” I moaned, hips rocking. “Only for you.”

I never imagined that the professor I considered a beast at revising was far more predatory than I had ever envisioned. He lifted my small frame and sat me on his desk. The short skirt I wore made it easy for him to reach my most sensitive areas. Mr. Jefri lowered my underwear and spread my trembling thighs wide. He pulled the lever on his swivel chair to lower himself, allowing his touch to easily find my deepest folds. "Aahhh... Sir..." I moaned in pleasure. My hands gripped his hair as he worked. My hips moved instinctively, seeking the deepest sensation of his play.

Mr. Willis is young, energetic, and stunningly handsome. All the qualities you wouldn't expect from a substitute economics professor. Soon his classes become one of the most attended classes on campus and the populace as you'd expect are hot horny babes. Jean Harrison, a straight grade student and aspiring nymphomaniac wants the new econ professor and she soon learns bitterly she can't have him. Michelle Peyton, another straight-grade student too afraid to come out of her shell, wants a taste of the new professor but she's clueless about what to do. Jean finds out how to kill two birds with one stone using Michelle and get what she wants, which is Mr. Willis's hard cock smashing her down.

"Famous author and professor, Zane Orion, takes advantage of Nineteen year old freshman in sex for grades scandal." My mouth goes dry. And I haven't even scrolled down to see the photos or read the article or watched the show segment she did this morning that has already been uploaded on the website or the thousands of comments of all these people who I don't know who are suddenly interested in the aspect of my life that is so private.

I stammered, licking my lips. “Rough like this?” One finger pushed inside my hole with no warning. I cried out, the stretch burning me sweet on my sore walls. He twisted it, finding my prostate, and rubbing firm. “Oh, god, yes.” He added a second, scissoring me. Wet sounds filled the office, my hole loose from the weekend, taking him easily . “I can tell that you’re going to be very greedy. I bet you want my cock.” “Yes. Please, Professor.”

“I want you bare under that skirt, Rose Hale. Every step, every shift in your seat during my lecture—you’ll feel me leaking out, warm and sticky, reminding you exactly who owns this pussy. Whose favorite student gets bred before class like a dirty little secret.” I whimpered, clenching around nothing as he withdrew his fingers and made me suck them clean again, tasting our combined release one final, filthy time—salty, musky, sweet. “Yes, Professor. Thank you. I’ll be so good for you… and so messy.”