Student Teacher Erotica Novels & Stories

he growled, hand diving between my thighs, fingers circling my clit through soaked folds. "Yes, Prof! Touch me!" I bucked, slick coating his palm as he plunged two fingers inside, curling, hitting my *g-spot heaven*. My walls clenched, orgasm building fast. But he froze, pulling back, eyes tormented. "Shit… I can't. You're my student." I whimpered, chasing his hand. "Please... I need your cock." He stepped away, panting, adjusting his raging hard-on. "Study. Then you leave."

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

She wasn't going down without a fight and there was definitely gonna be one. "Shut up! I'm your teacher, I am trying to teach you but what are you doing" He flings the books off her desk and takes another look at her from head to toe not noticing the mark on her collar bone, licking his lower lips as he secretly lusted for her body. "You're dressed like a slutty wolf, a disgrace to our kind. Who do you think you are trying to seduce". He slaps her "Sir-" a student who was worried wanted to alert the teacher of luciana's identity. Everyone knew that he had crossed the limit at this point but not him.

“You see, little darling, the woman who did this to me was a good teacher, maybe that’s why she was a teacher.” I giggled, but the sound broke into a moan as her fingers curled. I was becoming hot and wanting more. I wanted Diana to consume me. “I know that the teacher must have done other things to you and I want you to show me how she did it,” I pleaded and, in a suggestive mood, I rolled over and slid on my back to the floor, my naked body upside down with my legs spread aside as she sat on the edge of the sofa. My shapely thighs circled the older woman’s hips. The cool air of the room kissed my open, wet pussy and I shivered with a soft “ooh.”

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

His back was towards the gate so I couldn't see his face. And I started looking at him, "yaar he is so handsome", meanwhile his face turned towards me, looking at him my eyes remained wide open and I was left breathless, "he...what is he doing here" he was the same person with whom I was last night and how did he reach here so quickly, Wait a minute, I was with my teacher last night. "God, for what mistake are you punishing me? First I have had a breakup and on top of that I have spent the night with a stranger and he is a teacher in my class in my college. What could be worse than this?"

“That’s what happens to little sluts who think they can play with each other instead of focusing on my lessons.” He rubbed the head of his cock along her slit, spreading her wetness. She shivered, moaning low as he teased her clit. “Fuck,” he muttered. “She’s dripping already. You want this, don’t you?” “I…” she stammered. She couldn't complete her response. He smirked. “Well, today I'm going to make you learn that pussy was made for dick and not for fingers or tongues.” He pushed the head against her entrance, just barely sliding inside. Stacey gasped, and her whole body trembled. Mia moaned beneath her, her tongue sliding against Stacey’s pussy lips as the professor teased Stacey.

Ariel I’ve always had a slut kink. I wanted to be manhandled, pulled, slapped, and fucked in every hole. But by who? That was the problem. I wanted someone strong enough to handle me and someone I was attracted to at the same time. I looked at the clock on my nightstand and it felt like it was mocking me. It had been exactly ten minutes since I’d swallowed the "special" tea I’d bought from that underground shop, and only two minutes since my boyfriend, Mark, had shattered my pride over the phone.

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

His other hand roamed up my shirt, pinching my nipple hard enough to make me yelp, the pain mixing with pleasure in the best way. “Scream for me, Sienna. Let the whole building know what a needy slut you are.” I did, my voice breaking on a high-pitched wail as I came again, harder this time, my legs nearly giving out. But he held me up, his strong body pinning me to the desk, fingers still working me relentlessly. “That's my girl. Now, tell me what else you want from your teacher.”