Professor Student Erotica Novels & Stories

“Next time you show up for my class, make sure to be on time. She turns, rotating gracefully as if standing on a turntable. Standing in impossibly tall spiked heels, her leather and tweed pantsuit strains to cover her full, curvy figure. A bit of red peeks out of her collar in the form of a large bow, matching the color of her full, red lips. When our eyes meet, my pens clatter onto the floor, rolling away from me as my jaw drops open. Those gray-green eyes. I’d know those eyes anywhere, they've been haunting my dreams for the last three weeks. “You!” My mystery seductress, the one who took my virginity, is my professor.

Instead, you ordered me to strip, kneel and tie my hands behind my back as if I were nothing but your disobedient student, despite the reality of our roles. Me: You had me hold a pen between my lips and pressed the vibrator between my thighs while you spanked my buttocks. You spoke those dirty things, degrading me in the most delicious way and you ordered me to write them with a pen, I’m holding in my mouth. "You’re my shameless professor who loves being punished like this, aren’t you?" you said, and I could only nod, unable to respond with the pen between my lips. "What kind of professor deliberately comes late just to be disciplined by her student?"

She had not meant to be so vulgar but the memory had come to her so suddenly. “I would not say it like that,” the professor said, dipping a hand in his pocket. “Sex was a form of worship for those devotees.” He was staring in her eyes again now, and all the feelings that had taken backstage for the past few minutes came alive again. He produced a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and raised it to her face. She plucked a stick from the bunch, without breaking their gaze. The Professor slipped one out too, and raised a lighter between them.

Already, she could see the lust floating unhindered in the air; the female students were already going gaga. “Good morning everyone, I’m Professor Noel. I will be taking you on the biochemistry of the human body.” Clean voice too. Many pants were really going to be dropping soon. She didn’t think the man would be oblivious to them for so long. Girls could be very creative when they were seeking people they were desperate for. And even though she sensed that the man was only attuned to her, she wasn’t moved by it, nor did she behave like she was aware of it. Kaden would have the professor’s head if Jutul should report the matter to him.

It was late into the evening and they were sitting on one of the large couches in the living room, she was lying on top of him and he had an arm slung over her back, fingers trailing circles on her naked ass, She'd preheated the pizza he ordered earlier and they'd eaten until their stomachs were full and now, they were watching a soap drama on tv. Everything almost felt normal, She was a girl and he was a guy and they were just lounging around after a day of hot sex. But nothing about them was normal. She wasn't just any girl and he wasn't any guy either. He was her professor and she was his student. Maya sat up, shuffling away from his hold. She wound her arms around her body protectively,

He spanked my ass hard, then spread my cheeks and pressed his thumb against my tight asshole while fucking me mercilessly. “You like that?” he growled. “Getting your professor’s thumb on your asshole while I ruin this pussy? I'll fuck this hole later.” Then he pulled me up and moved me to the window. It was slightly open. Students were walking across campus below. He bent me over the windowsill and slammed back inside me, fucking me deep and rough while people moved below. “Look down there,” he snarled into my ear. “All those students could look up at any moment and see their professor fucking his favorite student raw. You like that risk, don’t you? Being watched while you take this cock for

I closed my office door and leaned against it, palms flat against the wood, dragging in deep breaths that did nothing to slow the hammer of my pulse or the insistent throb in my cock. She had been in my classroom that day. Third row, center. Biting that full lower lip like she knew exactly what it did to me. Crossing and uncrossing those long legs, flashing just enough thigh to make my mouth go dry. Looking up at me with those dark eyes that promised every depraved thing I had ever imagined doing to her. Twenty-three years old. My student. A celebrity with the world begging to taste her. And I was a fifty-one-year-old biology professor who should have known better—but my body didn’t care abo

My back was to him, I could feel his intense stare as his hands traveled to my still pink cheeks. "My sweet sweet boy, do you want me to jerk you off while I fuck you, while my dick touches your spot? hmm?" My sexy professor was already pouring the lube, preparing me for him, and teasing me with his condom-covered dick. I didn't even see when he was putting it on, but the strokes and the feel of his tall body wrapping my own were sending me a step closer to my climax. "Yes, Sir. Please." "Now I want you to be quiet, I know there are only a few students around at this hour but still...you're going to come on my cue. And until then I'm going to stroke your insides..."

SIENNA'S POV The whole lecture felt like a fever dream I couldn’t wake up from. Professor Thorne Elias started the class as if there was nothing wrong. He kept a steady pace as he taught about forbidden desire in literature, power dynamics and the way characters destroy themselves chasing what they can’t have. It felt more to me like every word was arrowed at me, heck this entire topic was a bullet aimed at me. I sat there frozen, my notebook was open but my pen wasn't moving. I pressed my thighs together under the desk as flashbacks of last night came running through my mind.

"Or should I say Noah? The perfect little student who can't look me in the eye during class, but here you are fingering yourself like a desperate slut, asking strangers to watch.” My face was on fire. How did he know? The heat in my stomach made me panic. I tried to turn away, but he held me down harder, and his erection pushed against my butt crack through his trousers. It was thick and hard—oh my god, it felt huge. "Professor, please—" "Shut your mouth." Three of his veined fingers pushed into mine, stretching my lips wide.