Sexy Teacher Movie นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Tess warned me with a ‘what’s wrong with you’smile. “I'm trying, " I told her, arranging myself on the chair. We started watching a movie. At first, it seemed normal… until it wasn’t. The scenes quickly turned into straight-up p**n, raw and explicit .A muscular guy was brutally fucking his stepmom, slamming into her soaked pussy while she screamed in pleasure. The wet slapping sounds and filthy moans filled the room. I couldn't believe what I was watching. My thighs pressed together instinctively as I felt myself getting wet.

Another first! He was speechless. It was perfect! I took the remote from his hand and pushed play. There was the young girl again. My hands slid up and cupped my breasts...teasing my nipples. My juices were flowing. My right hand slid down to my pussy spreading my juices all over. I jumped a bit when my finger grazed my clit. My left hand moved over to his hard cock and wrapped around it. I just held it. My fingers went to work on my clit. “Tell me about her” I commanded. I was nineteen and she was eighteen. We had been together for most of our senior year,” he said. I could tell it was hard for him to talk. He started to move his hips sliding his thick cock in and out of my fist. On the mov

Ryan said, voice a little tighter than before, “Yeah, a movie sounds real good.” I stood up slowly, walked to the TV and bent over deep in front of it so the robe rode all the way up my back and showed them the full bottom of my bare ass, my wet pussy lips peeking out between my thighs for just a second. I picked the hottest erotic thriller I owned, the one packed with long teasing scenes that always end with people fucking raw and loud. I dimmed the lights low until the whole room glowed soft and warm like a bedroom, then came back and sat right between them again, even closer.

Two thick fingers traced her wet pussy lips before sinking inside her. She gasped softly against his mouth. On screen, the movie’s opening scene bathed the theater in bright white light for a moment, illuminating them. Sophia froze mid-stroke, heart hammering, but the light faded again into moody shadows. “Careful,” Liam teased, curling his fingers deeper. “Someone might see what a slut you are for me.” The movie’s soundtrack swelled,, dark, sensual music mixed with heavy breathing and whispered dialogue. Sophia spread her legs wider, riding his fingers while continuing to pump his cock. Pre-cum leaked over her knuckles, making the glide smoother.

I watched her bare ass sashay into my living room, dragged along behind it like a rat behind the pied piper. The pizza was pretty good. The movie was pretty terrible. The eye candy wasn't for nothing, and the presence of Taylor's head on my lap, her tits and pussy both in easy reach, enhanced it considerably. She'd occasionally turn and give me a lick, a lengthy kiss or two, and every so often - OK, almost constantly - I'd give her a squeeze, a caress, a circle or two around the clit. We missed the climax of the movie when she finally couldn't handle it any more. No complaints from me. I'd take Taylor Stern over Megan Fox any day, especially when the latter was digital and the former was her

The receptionist asked when she saw Kate moving over. “Yeah…” She sighed. “Did…” “A lesbian sex? Oh c'mon. It doesn’t matter. You do all that for money.” The receptionist said. As if something struck her mind, she dragged Kate closer and lowered her voice. “I heard the test videos with the sex gods is hit in the market. How were you able to coax both men?” Coax? Hell, that sounded like an accusation. Of course, she didn’t coax either of them but she can’t forget the look they wore on their faces as if struggling in who will pleasure her more than the other.

“Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?” “Not yet.” he gave me a sexy smirk. “Stroke faster, love. Harder.” I groaned, feeling my abdomen tighten as my fingers were coated with my creamy wetness. “Ugh, Remy... I…” But before I could finish that sentence, I felt my pussy tighten around my fingers and I came. My moans echoed off the walls as my body shivered in delight. “You naughty girl. I told you not to come yet, didn’t I?” I looked at Remy, whose face was contorted with pleasure. He was close too. His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand.

“You won.” She smirked, looking back at the moving men. The only reason I agreed to something like that was because it had a more reliable security system. I would have preferred if we stayed at my house which was literally a fortress but if I want to keep the act up I would have to settle for this.

Ramirez, who taught her trigonometry twice a week, was always so professional in class. He was standing behind one of the hottest baddie girls from senior year short red dress hiked up, bent over a dresser. His pants were around his ankles. His thick cock was slamming in and out of her pussy, shiny and wet, stretching her pink lips with every hard stroke. The girl’s ass rippled each time he thrust deep, her thighs shaking as she pushed back to meet him. Mr. Ramirez gripped her hips tightly, pulling her onto him over and over, grunting with effort. The girl’s moans were high and breathy, her hands clutching the dresser edge as she begged, “Don’t stop… your cock is so big… fill me up daddy!”

I snarl. Her laugh is low, throaty, maddening. “Too late for that, love.” Something cold and metallic presses into my ribs. I look down. She’s holding another weapon. A small, wicked-looking pistol, already cocked. Her grin widens. “Now, let’s try this again, shall we?” The cold press of the gun is sharp, precise, like Celeste herself. Her eyes glitter like broken glass, her breath brushing across my face, sickly sweet and intoxicating in the worst way.