Professor Sex Story Novels & Stories

” Franklin ponders. ”Um, actually, Ashton already lives with me” I smirk. ”WHAT?” ”Shush, yes, we are living together” I chuckle quietly. Thankfully the professor is late. ”Oh, wow, you are moving fast! Have you guys had sex already?” He pries. ”Not that it’s any of you business but yes” I whisper and look around if there are people listening to our conversation. ”Cool, what’s it like?” He smirks. ”You can’t even imagine it” I wink and open my books. Right on cue the professor walks in and Franklin can’t pry anymore.

“Yes.” The men’s faces lit up with triumph, but before they could celebrate, her smile faltered. “But… you’re my professor,” she said, glancing at Alistair before shifting her gaze to Victor and Elliot. “And you two are professors too. How is this even going to work?” Alistair’s lips curled into a smirk. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll be careful. No one will even know.” “And even if they do find out…” Victor’s expression darkened, his voice turning lethal. “They know better than to mess with us.”

“Fuck!’ There was nothing that o could do at this point than suck in a breath and await what followed behind after he was fully seated inside of me. Having sex with my neuroscience professor in the middle of school was a sure way to get me expelled and I was pretty sure that I left the door very much unlocked. “Now, tell me, little bird. How hard did he make you scream?” He stroked himself against my wet folds and I took in ragged breaths, my juices gushing between my thighs. Kai would never forgive me for this if he ever found out, but I was prepared to add this to my long list of sins.

Likewise, I’m thinking to myself, maybe I should have gone ahead and had sex with my professor. Furthermore, I was lying here wondering what his hands would be like caressing my body. Not only that, but I feel his tongue licking my core. As I am imagining this, suddenly, I hear this grunting noise coming from the living room. I sneak out of my room and head to the living room, there I see Michael, my creative writing professor, stroking himself.

"It's complicated. That night, after I got a photo of Kinan kissing a man, I don't know why my body felt like I wanted to go to a gay Bar. I saw there was a lot of happiness there. Then, I had a drink and the waiter offered me a one-night stand with a man. He gave me the key to the room. In the room, I immediately hugged him tightly. The hug he gave really made me peaceful. After that, we had sex and I became the bottom party who sighed deliciously. Our game really- really made me feel better. I didn't want him to go but he lied." Vero stroked the mane of my hair, he looked at me intently, his jet-black eyes made me get a little radiance of calm there. "Then after this, what are you going to

“I’m not moving until you agree to something. A random chick, maybe. When was the last time you had sex?” Yeah, I figured that much. She and Alex had this irritating thing in common. I swallowed. “Good sex or sex in general?” She snatched the sunglasses from my face. “What does that mean? Have you had sex recently? Like someone who is not Felicia?” There was no point in lying. I pulled up on the chair. “I may or may not have recently fucked my professor.” Green eyes bulged. Red lips curled in a perfect oval shape. “Please tell me it’s not that crazy bitch you had to ditch for almost an entire semester?”

All of my students loved me, and seemed to love my teachings. When the first year ended and the second year began, I was not prepared for the influx of young girls, students, throwing themselves at me. I was disgusted. It's an unspoken tradition at this school that every professor would end up sleeping with a student by the end of their second year teaching. That didn't happen with me. The students we have here, or at least the ones I end up teaching, are all spoiled rich kids. The girls are bratty, and not in the way I like.

“You heard right. I fuck Raven really well, so she’s guilty of the same crime. Your secret is safe with her. And just so you know, I didn’t tell her. She found out!” Professor Fox and Professor Raven have sex? I was shocked at this statement. I know all I felt was lust for him but a small part of me felt used. Like I was just one of his sex partners. Who knows how many other students he has a thing with? “What they say is true, crazy things are happening in this school. Anyway, I’m done with this. I regret letting my lust consume me but this time it’s really over,” I said and began to walk towards the door.

He asked, horror evident in his voice, and I gave him a sexy look. “You will be a father, but to me, you are ever going to be my naughty professor, and I will forever be your slutty student; that's our forbidden love story.” “You missed one more qualification, a sexy housekeeper for her hot professor... you are the full package that I didn't subscribe for, but I got anyway.” He whispered, and he kissed me hard on the lips, while I stroked him gently, and my breathing was ragged when I felt his cock hard on my hand.

It’s the same as when a movie was terrible but I couldn’t leave things without finishing them, so I stay to the end and complain every second of it. “Its similar. But I enjoy the times when he is dominant professor.” He chuckles. “I can’t tell you what to do. You are stubborn and strong willed. But if hasn’t worked out all these while..” I sigh and sink into his body. “How long ago did you even have sex?” “Why does everyone keep asking me that?” “Because. Now answer.” “A long time ago. I become disinterested once their kiss does not feel as good as his.” I sigh, remembering my professor's expertise in kissing.