Teacher And Student Smut Novels & Stories

“We see the way Professor Diego looks at you in class. Like he wants to eat you alive. It’s obvious he has a thing for you.” My stomach dropped. “Eww,” I said too quickly, too loudly. “How can you even say that? He’s our lecturer. And he’s… older. There’s like a ten-year gap between us. That’s gross and totally inappropriate. He’s probably just… intense about teaching. That’s all.” I kept rambling, words tumbling out like I could talk my way out of the heat crawling up my neck. Three pairs of eyes staring at me. Tasha tilted her head. “How do you know so much about our professor, Soph?”

“Mmm… fuck…” A soft, desperate whimper escaped my lips, but I didn't care. I didn't even try to cover my mouth anymore. He couldn't hear me anyway. I stood there in my professional teacher uniform, my fingers working frantically between my thighs, talking filthy to a student who was completely in the dark. On my fucking first day!

“Your students have no idea their teacher is bent over her desk getting fucked like a slut right now.” He fucked her mercilessly, one hand fisting her hair, the other slapping her ass hard. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the small office. “Harder, Aiden,” she moaned, pushing back against him. “Fuck me harder.” He gave her exactly what she begged for. His hips slammed against her ass with punishing force, his thick cock stretching her wide open. He reached around and rubbed her clit roughly while destroying her pussy from behind. “You like this, don’t you?” he growled, pulling her hair tighter. “Getting fucked by your student in your own office while the school is still full of people.

Asked mother Risa "Yes, my friends in class have told me that they won't share the photo more widely" "What do you mean?" Risa mother rounded her eyes "Risa, don't you tell mommy that she's still your student?" "y.. yes mom he is still my student" Risa replied in a barely audible voice "What?!" Risa mother jumped in shock "What is this Risa? What will your students say if they know what you are doing as a teacher like this?, Just three days of teaching there your imaging already looks ugly in their eyes!"

She shouted and focused on her laptop again. A smile lit up her face. “It's teachers' assess day today, Mr. Hayes will be joining us today.” Ms. Melissa said with a big smile. My face drained. For fuck's sake. The teacher in question that I was in bed with this morning knocked on the door and entered the classroom. He was wearing a blouse that he bunched over his elbows, showing off skin. His beard was perfectly trimmed and he was wearing casual trousers. He looked perfect.

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class. Mr Richard’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms. Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest I could tell even without touching,his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “ Make Me Yours Tonight”

“Gonna wreck this little cunt in under ten.” “Then do it,” I hissed, fingers tearing at his belt. “Fuck your niece before your student comes back and catches you balls-deep in family pussy.” He dropped me just long enough to rip my leggings and thong to my knees in one savage yank. Cool air hit my dripping folds and I whimpered. He shoved his own jeans down; his heavy cock sprang free, it was already leaking at the tip. I watched, mesmerized, as he ripped the condom packet open with his teeth and rolled it down that angry shaft with trembling hands.

I whispered as I saw it was an entire site dedicated to teacher student fantasies, Richard hadn't been kidding. I looked at the rows of small pictures of the videos and spotting a red head on her knees for her 'student' I clicked it. The video was only a clip and started out in the middle of the action with the teacher already kneeling and sucking on her pupil's huge cock. "Damn." I sighed as I watched her slowly suck while staring up at him. I licked my lips and thought about being in her position very shortly, but then again I wanted to go slow and ease him into it and I was getting paid per lesson.

“I’m your dirty little student slut!” He railed me with savage intensity, the desk shaking beneath us. His hand reached between us to rub my clit in fast, rough circles, pushing me toward another peak. I came again, harder this time, sobbing as my pussy milked him. Professor Langford buried himself deep with a deep groan and came hard, flooding me with thick, hot ropes of cum. He kept grinding slowly, pushing every drop into my womb while whispering possessive filth. “Good girl… taking every drop of your professor’s cum like the perfect breeding slut you are for me.”

I kept watching his lips move, remembering how his hand felt, thinking about how much better his mouth would be. Halfway through the problem his voice got quieter. “I can’t believe I’m doing this. I feel so stupid. This is messed up.” “Yep,” I said proudly. Aiden rubbed his eyes. “We are student and teacher. That is all we will ever be. Nothing more. Get that through your head.” “That’s okay,” I told him. “Hate me while you stroke me next time. Makes it hotter. You can say we’re nothing all you want, but your hand says different.”