Teacher And Student Smut の小説・ストーリー

Maybe it is the environment, the atmsphere, the sheer immorality of it all, the fact that this is forbidden, but I come against his hand, gringind my pussy against his hand as he meets me with his thrusts. "Yes, baby, that's it, come for me," He whispers in my ear as I come for him. "Good girl." I just let my professor finger fuck me!. "We are not done yet." He says, stepping back from me. "I will punish you for thinking you can ever leave me." His voice commanding as he says, "On your knees," Leaving no room for questions or objections. And I obey, shalemessly, falling to my knees for my professor and boss, watching as he unzips his pants, his delicious length springing out, ready for me to

I had wanted it, wanted him and that understanding burned hotter than any sin Emily could pronounce upon me. But God, what had I done? He was my teacher. Twenty nine to eighteen. A man who graded my papers, who stood at the front of the class with that look of distant disinterest. I rolled onto my side, curling around myself, discomfort flashing through me. If anyone were to find out, if that video I tried to take had actually worked, they would see me as nothing but a whore. Not the nerd with the high grades, but the one who slept with her teacher.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. "Are you surprised?” I gulp, resting my gaze to land on her thick hard cock. It's so... big. "Lessy," She drawls, her voice pulling me from my open gawking to look up at her.

TeacherPet: well TeacherPet: my mouth also gets wet TeacherPet: like really wet TeacherPet: umm that sounds bad TeacherPet: it isn't like I'm drooling or something TeacherPet: its hard to explain TeacherPet: but my tongue especially TeacherPet: and I have this overwhelming desire to lick TeacherPet: I just want to lick lick lick TeacherPet: when im cumming, I mean Good fucking god, could I be *any* harder right now… Me: wow.. Me: you never did that last time.. TeacherPet: well I was never really in a position to

His footsteps approach me, and i grin. "And why, Sinitsina?" I lock the door and unbutton my blouse, showing him my lace bra. He undress me and starts caressing my nipples, and I'm excited to the limit. "One perverted teacher fucked me all night!" "Apparently, my sweet baby wants to have killer sex!" unzips the fly on the trousers and... "Now I'm going to punish the naughty girl so that she can do her homework next time!" he cheekily takes off my skirt and panties, and i allow to eat pussy..

"Yeah, you like that, little teacher's pet slut," I grunted, barely aware of what I was saying. Tabitha nodded for me, but even now, holding on for dear life as she was fucked harder than her young body ever had been, that big, sexy brain of hers was working. I hadn't meant to be instructing her, but evidently our student-teacher connection was so strong that being in this place, it kicked in automatically.

It was a student fucking his teacher, the woman bent over the desk, moaning like her body was made to be used. Every thrust, every slap of skin echoed in the video. The teacher clawed the wood, screaming his name, begging for more. Next time we meet, you’re going to fuck me like that. Her message sat right below the clip. My chest tightened, my cock twitched. I swallowed hard. Before I could even process it, another notification popped up, a view once snap. My thumb hovered, heart pounding, then I tapped it. Fuck. Amanda, sprawled naked across what looked like her bed, one hand squeezing her breast, the other buried deep between her legs.

I can't get away. Jace leans in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "Then you better hurry." Another knock reverberates through the room, and his finger presses on my clitoris, sending shockwaves of sensation coursing through me. "Oh my God!" I gasp, my body betraying my words. "Say it," he demands again, his tone unyielding. I have no choice. "Yes!" I scream, "I want my teacher to fuck me!" In an instant, I’m hauled from the desk, his arm wrapping protectively around my waist, holding me against his chest. "That's a good little student. Keep the stolen exam, and do a good job," he whispers in my ear.

"T-this is, oh, wrong...wrong...Oh, oh..." "Teacher, I'm sorry. I just can't stop. It's because it's immoral that it's very pleasurable. But don't worry, you're not the only teacher I've f*cked. You know Miss Wayne, and Mrs. Santiago, and even Head Teacher Valdemora? They are my sexmates, and oh Mrs. Vice Principal too, and they loved doing sex with me because I'm good at it..." "Ah! Ah! Y-you're speaking nonsense. Miss Wayne aside, all others are married!"

"Could you imagine if your students had any clue what kind of whore their teacher is? You would have boys forcing you to suck their cocks, you would have girls forcing you between their legs and you would be used as a complete cum bucket. You would like that, wouldn't you?" Jasmine was riding the cock furiously now, her desire to come all that mattered, and the dirty thoughts of being used by her students only built on her desire to come. "Fuck, yes, I would love to be a teacher slut," Jasmine screamed, verbalizing her naughtiest dirty fantasy, flashes of so many ex-students she would love to submit to...guys and girls...jocks and nerds...she fantasized about them all. "Close to coming, my t