Seductive Teacher Novels & Stories

Mayleen Pope sat alone at the front of the classroom, her elegant figure framed by the heavy oak teacher’s desk that had been there longer than most of the students had been alive. At 38, Mayleen was the kind of teacher who turned heads without trying. Her dark auburn hair was pinned in a loose updo, a few soft strands framing her face. The crisp white blouse she wore hugged the generous curve of her breasts, while the fitted black pencil skirt accentuated the smooth lines of her hips and thighs. She looked every bit the composed, professional woman , until you noticed the faint flush on her cheeks and the way her fingers occasionally tightened around her red pen. She knew he was coming.

I pushed back against him eagerly, lost in the raw intensity of being taken so thoroughly by my teacher. Mr. Kane’s hands explored my body as he moved, one sliding around to tease my clit while the other held my waist firmly. Pleasure built rapidly again from the combined sensations, making my mind blur with overwhelming bliss and affection. The classroom air felt thick with our scents and heavy breathing, intensifying the intimate atmosphere.

As if there was something else that he wasn't saying to us. Maybe it was that he would pause sometimes, looking out the window like he wasn't just thinking about the class but something altogether darker. Theresa leaned towards me again. "Okay, that was sexy." I rolled my eyes. "Don't even try to play it down," she stage-whispered. "You just made contact with the sexiest teacher this school has ever had." "I answered a question. It's not that deep." She snorted. "Maybe not. But he'll remember your name for sure."

She smiled at me before standing up and walking around her desk and finally leaned against it, facing me. “When I was in high school, there was this really handsome teacher who used to teach mathematics there. And just like every student here adore Mr Brown, all the girls in my school drooled over that teacher. He was just like Mr Brown, soft, polite, kind, good looking, and wealthy. Not as wealthy as him but he was well off.” She took a pause.

What this meant was that he'd have a good hour or two of uninterrupted time alone, which he intended to spend on dealing with an urgent issue. That being his painfully erect, angrily throbbing cock. The last class that he had that day was lead by Miss Alvarez, his short-statured English teacher. She was a cute Latina, fresh out of teaching school, who dazzled her students with brilliant intellect, easygoing approach, good sense of humor -- and most importantly, her cantaloupe-sized tits which looked enormous on her petite frame. All the boys obviously had a crush on the voluptuous teacher, and Jacob was no exception. Today, before the final bell rang, he had sneaked a peak inside her cleavag

Naya sat herself in front of her crazy teacher, while her teacher was still busy signing books for who knows what. "You've...," Mr. Arka's words just stopped when he saw Naya's current appearance, the sweat dripping from her temples to the girl's neck was able to make the man shut up for an instant. "Damn why is she so sexy in her sweat." "Oh my God, Arka is aware. You can't pounce on her here." thought the man. "Sir, what's wrong?" Naya asked, managing to make her teacher wake up from his dirty thoughts.

One of her hands attempted to reach out to her chest to play with it too, but another teacher grabbed it and have her play with his now exposed dick. Teacher Tadeo took hold of her white cotton blouse and yanked on it. Buttons went flying in all directions as they opened down to where the other teacher’s arm was wrapped around her. Her eyes shifted at them as she moaned uncontrollably. "What a dirty little slut," Teacher Tadeo said with an evil grin. "You like to be defiled, aren't you?" He added before taking out another camera and then pointed it out in her direction. Takahashi Sato watched Teacher Tadeo's growing bulge pressing into Misao Aika's ass as he ground his loins into her firm bu

He spoke but bit his lip in end trying to act seductive. Ferris frowned in confusion at the teacher behaviour whereas a suppressed smile formed on her mouth as realisation dawned upon her. The male teacher is gay and hot for her husband!!!

He said and I could feel my heart rising. "Sometimes, I wish I could just grab you and do so many things with you like kiss you touch you and even sleep with you. I wished I could hold you close to me and say stuffs into your ear and make you blush." He sighed and my chest heaved as I breathed slowly. "You were also not helping in this. It was like everything you wore, everything you did was seductive. That's why I kinda had an issue with how you walked." He said and I stared secretly at him and saw how dialeted his pupils were.

I look behind her, watching to know what must have attracted Sage and I see the perfect globes of her ass. Round. Pert. Perfect. I grin at how ironic everything is. Our formal coach was banged by me. Now, this new one is already having her pussy rode on Sage’s. Exactly how many days has she spent in this school? “You’re typically a killjoy.” Sage allows through clenched teeth. I slip in and shut the door. “What was that?” I ask, almost breathless. I mean, it’s hot. So a female teacher can go to such levels? I think and smile.