Teacher And Student Smut Novels & Stories

“I hear that your stomach is hurting. Let me just prepare something for you. Maybe—” I push at him, but he bars my path. “Do you like me, Teacher? You are still young. I am not averse to having a student-teacher romantic relationship.” I almost gag in disgust. “Are you serious? Stop being a disgusting little shit.” “You are not allowed to insult your student!” “We are not in school and besides, you are also not allowed to make that revolting, vile, sickening—” “Stop! I get it already!” “So? Is your stomach really hurting or not?”

She said. He grabbed her thong and pulled it from between her ass cheeks and slide it to the side, then admired the sight of his teacher's smooth pink pussy, peeking out at him from between her thighs. He felt something brush his hand and saw that Miss Linda had reached back and grabbing her ass, spread her cheeks wide open for him. "Go ahead Sam, give me that rim job you wrote about. Suck my fucking asshole" He licked his lips and leaned forward. He stuck his tongue into his slutty teacher's asshole, and she emitted a squeal that caused a shiver to run through his aching dick. He teased his tongue around her rosebud, then pushed it into her asshole.

I got home, my parents weren’t home so I heated up some left over pizza and ate I went up took a shower and got the idea to take a sexy pic of myself and send to him I let my towel fall and I took a nude picture. And sent it to him in a view once setting He wasn’t online but he will get it later. I dialed coco “ hey girll now what’s the teaaaa?” “ how do you know there was tea?” “ you don’t ever call me to say hi bitch so tell me” She sounded so excited “ I almost fucked the professor” “ what? When? How?” “ today roughly 30 min ago” “ almost? What went wrong?” “ he had some crazy ass kinks you wouldn’t believe it”

Ronan sucked my boobs and his fingers teasing my clitoris. Just as he was about to slide in, I woke up breathing heavily. My body was folded and my hands were on my boobs. I touched my panties and it was wet. "Fuck!" I cussed as I sat up on the bed. Did I just dream about me and teacher having sex? I looked beside my bed and his jacket was laying there. I checked the time and it was a few minutes past 6 in the morning. It was Saturday and I was glad. I took in a deep breath and got up from the bed.

A person older than her, her mind reminded; A teacher. Realization dawned on her as she walked down the stairs to Reid's desk. She had sexually touched a teacher. Dreamed naughty things about his lips on hers, his fingers dancing on her skin. His big intimidating manhood in her. Maya brought her thighs together as her arousal made itself known.

“The garden knew what it was doing.” As we slipped out into the dawn, the campus stirring awake, the memory of her wild, squirting ecstasy and those desperate, captivating moans lingered like the sweetest sin. In the lecturer’s office, under the hum of the air conditioner, we had written our own erotic chapter..one I would never forget.

"Where do I fit into your fantasies, Alyssa? What scene could we act out together that could get you as flustered as you are now?" Heat floods my cheeks, but the steady pace of his fingers leaves me too far gone to feel embarrassed. I hum softly, trying to focus. "You'd think it's stupid." He pinches lightly, drawing a gasp from me. "Try me." I close my eyes, letting the fantasy come to life in my mind. "You're a teacher, and I'm your student. College, obviously." His breath hitches, and I can feel him harden beneath me. "Somewhat ethical. Go on."

Same long black hair, brown eyes and very impressive rack. Having no desire to listen to the stilted dialogue of the alleged plot, I brought the video forward. "Oh yeah." I whispered as the teacher was now on her knees, sucking her lucky students cock. The camera panned to show her from behind and I licked my lips at the sight of her perfect ass. I remembered my own story where I had my tongue buried in Miss Ross's ass and as the camera went back to the stunning brunette sucking cock, I began to imagine how I would describe it. I sat up as the rest of my story jumped into my head and clicking off the video brought "Special" back up and began typing at a frenetic pace. My fingers pounded away

“Make a mess all over your professor’s dick.” I came screaming, my pussy gushing around him. He followed right after, pumping me full again while I shook on top of him. Every single lesson ended the same way now - me bent over his desk, on my knees sucking him clean, or riding him on the couch while he whispered the filthiest things in my ear👂 “You’re such a dirty little whore for me,” he’d say, buried deep inside me. “Coming to your professor’s apartment with your cunt dripping, begging to be used.”

"This pussy is starving for cock." I sucked harder, saliva dripping down my chin as I worked Marcus's shaft with my hand. Damien presented his heavy balls, and I licked them eagerly, sucking one into my mouth while stroking him. The sounds were obscene—wet slurping, my muffled moans, their filthy praise. "Look at this cumslut teacher," Lucas said, his voice thick. "Hiding behind that desk like she wasn't made for this."