Professor Student Sex Novels & Stories

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“Yeah.. well now you guys are weirding me out.” “Where is your phone?” “Somewhere around. I haven’t turned it on. You guys are scaring me, what's up?” Cecilia curses underneath her breath. “Don't freak out okay?” If I was mildly worried earlier, I was full on panicking now. “What’s going on?” “Someone posted that you and the professor were having sex. And the whole school has seen it.” My legs felt weak, I hold unto the walls for support. “With our names?”

The male professor spoke in a sharp tone, and murmurs filled the air at his words. The vice chancellor held out her hand in the air, and silence was normal. “But I'm telling the truth!” Lucien’s voice rang in the air. “I would also be telling the truth if my father was caught in his shameful act.” the professor put on a sober look, and used the back of his hands to wipe his hands. “Though it is shameful that my father was caught with a teen, but no one would want his father to be in jail or his job jeopardized.”

“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.”

"My conduct is that I am a man who doesn't like being framed. Arthur, you look pale. Did you get the memo from the lab?" Arthur Calloway cleared his throat. "The lab is still processing. We are here to talk about the moral standing of the university. Having a student live with a professor is a violation." "She is a Fellow," Caspian said. "And she is my witness. Sera, tell them what you saw in the archives three weeks ago." I looked at the twelve faces. They looked like statues. I remembered what Caspian told me. Find the crack. "I saw Dominic and Isolde Calloway," I said. My voice was loud. "They weren't just talking. They were together. In the restricted section. It was the night before my

Possessive. Her fingers moved faster. She whispered his name again and again. “Adrian… please…” She came quickly, biting her pillow to stay quiet. But even after the pleasure faded, the craving didn’t go away. She wanted more. She wanted all of him. Her phone buzzed. It was a campus-wide email from the dean. Juliet opened it with a heavy heart. “Effective immediately, the university will enforce stricter monitoring of all professor-student interactions. Any reports of inappropriate relationships will be investigated thoroughly. Faculty and students are reminded to maintain professional boundaries at all times.”

The woman he was taking to the foundation dinner had already arrived, and I was only the anonymous girl who kept him entertained after midnight. At least we had never exchanged real names. Otherwise, the next seminar would have been a public execution. I forced myself back to my laptop. My love life could implode, but my proposal still had to survive. At three in the afternoon, Dr. Ford messaged through the department system. Maya, Professor Reed is here. Bring your proposal to the conference room. I took a breath, buried everything else, and walked down the hall with my laptop. Dr. Ford was already seated in the small conference room. Beside him sat a man I had never met before.

My eyes sting, tears threatening to spill as I finally whisper, barely audible, “It… it was.” “Fuck no! She’s lying—it was not consensual. I told you, I manipulated her into kissing me—” Professor Lucien’s voice cracks with fury, his glare burning through me. I break completely. My chest caves as silent sobs shake me. I can’t bring myself to lie. Maybe the first time was, but the rest? It wasn’t. “Professor Lucien,” Nathaniel’s voice booms, “a romantic relationship with a student is against every code of conduct this institution upholds. For you to mastermind such behavior does nothing but drag the reputation of this esteemed college into the mud.”

, I cocked up an eyebrow letting him know that l wasn't the type of girls he could pull the wool over their eyes and get away with it. He could try to hide the fact that professor douchebag was a complete womanizing jerk- tricking his female students into having sex with him - but l knew the truth. Clearing his throat, he watched me intently as he adjusted his tie. "I'm not sweeping anything under the rug", He adjusted in his lavish leather chair before shuffling some papers in front of him.

I cried out, unable to stay quiet, my body shaking on the desk. He didn’t slow down. He fucked me through my orgasm with deep, punishing strokes, then pulled out suddenly, flipped me onto my back, and lifted my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half on the desk. “Look at me while I breed you,” he ordered, eyes locked on mine as he slammed back in. “Tell your professor who this pussy belongs to now.” “It belongs to you, Professor,” I gasped, nails digging into his arms. “I’m your dirty little student slut!”