Teacher Erotica Novels & Stories

My eyes almost roll back from the way it sends ripples up my body, with my other hand I twist my hard nipple between my forefinger and my thumb, tugging on it and releasing it. The bounce of my boobs sends pleasure shooting up my spine and I whimper again, slightly shutting my legs around my hand that is in between them. “Keep them open, when he touches you…you have to…fuck…keep them open” Kandy says and leans forward, through the phone her foxy eyes studies my pussy and a little bit of juice slides out of me, just from her watching me. Why is this so hot? Isn't this a bit too insane? What happens to the lines we should have as besties?

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

My nipples were hard already, waiting for me to touch them. Fuck, why was this so hot? J had no idea I would enjoy looking at pictures of naked women, but what made it so enjoyable for me was because I knew Daniel looked at these same pictures and liked them. He probably even touched himself to them too. I had to do this. I had to share this experience with him, even if he would never find out. Slowly, I rubbed a hand over my exposed nipple, teasing it until it got even harder, sending pleasure shooting straight to my core. I fondled my breast, closing my eyes and imagining Daniel's hand in place of my own.

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

She gagged as she closed her hand around his cock and then began a quick pumping of it, hoping to make him come quickly and to get the awful act over and done with. “Slow and sexy,” the man panted in caution. “Otherwise no shower.” Tessa resisted the urge to tell him to keep it and slowed her pace. She gave little saps of supposed pleasure to encourage him to reach his climax sooner. The feel of his warm, pulsing cock in her hand made her feel sick and the fact that it was black worse still. She kept her eyes closed and swallowed hard, using a lighter touch to wank him, once again to speed his end. Too late she sensed him coming and recoiled in disgust as a jet of his warm, sticky sperm hit

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene. Travis's hands grasped her hips, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through her body, as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Are you ready, Sadile?" he whispered, his voice a low rumble that sent a jolt of excitement through her. Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that

The way her breath had caught when I touched her last week, the soft swell of her mound under my gloved fingers, the faint sheen of arousal I’d seen between her thighs when she thought I wasn’t looking. I leaned against the wall in the private room, unzipped my jeans, and pulled myself out. Thick and already leaking. The head flushed dark, a bead of precum sliding down the underside. I wrapped my fist around the base and stroked once—slow, deliberate—picturing her on my table again. Soft curves. Full tits straining against her bra. That delicate flush creeping up her neck when I’d said her skin took the lines beautifully. I remembered the others: Claire, married ten years, wedding band flash

“W-Wait. I- aah.” Sex was something Danielle fantasized a lot about; a lot more than she’d ever actually tell anybody. Had she ever had sex with anybody? No. But it didn’t make her a prude. She experienced what every other teenage girl experienced. And that was the occasional horniness. What positions felt good? How would it actually feel to be eaten out by once? But this? Having renowned stone-faced teacher, Victor Crane, sucking and eating at her pussy was something she’d never even have fantasized about.