Teacher Sex Stories Novels & Stories

I mean, I had numerous sexual encounters with beautiful women, had plenty of good sex, but nailing the teacher of my early sexual desires was in a league of its own. I drifted off thinking about all the nasty things I was going to do to Mrs. Maxwell.

"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

I mumbled out "I for one think you're an amazing teacher and sexy as hell lesbian. Coming out isn't easy, it's scary as hell honestly. I'm curious though why would people hate your whole family for something only your brother did?" "Small town, they just fed into the gossip and there was a bit of other stuff too." She shrugged "I graduated at sixteen though from high school, and I went on to college, graduated at 20, had a few jobs as a TA and now I'm your statistics teacher." "My hot statistics teacher," I joked "So now that I'm aloud to speak freely to you I've been curious for a while but, how many people have you slept with besides me?" "Well," she blushed looking down "Only one other, h

She replies “Just make sure you don’t tell anyone, and this may be a one-time thing only” “No problem,” I say as I get dressed and pack up my stuff. As I go to leave the classroom I take out my mobile and sneak a few pictures of Mr Sinclar naked and cleaning up my cum. “Thank you again,” I say as I kiss her and leave the room. What will happen now? How will she deal with me in class? Will we get to fuck again? And what can I make her do with these pictures....? I think as I look through the several photos I took of her without her seeing. All these thoughts in my head, I guess we will just have to see what happens.

Thank you my dear reader for supporting my work. I am really grateful. I hope you loved my previous story so far. please let me know what you think about it in the comments section. I will like to start my next story here. If you really enjoyed the previous, then stay with me as i unveil a new steamy and thight tingling series. LET'S BEGIN... ************************ STORY TITLE: THE SCHOOLGIRL Intro: A teacher lusts after his 18 year old student.

He wrapped his big hand around it and started stroking slowly, watching us with dark, burning eyes. Sarah pulled back just enough to yank my tank top up, exposing my perky tits. She leaned down and sucked one nipple into her hot mouth, tongue flicking rapidly while her hand pushed between my thighs. Her fingers slipped under the edge of my shorts, finding my dripping slit. “Oh my god, Mom…” I gasped as two of her fingers slid inside me easily. I was soaked, my tight walls clenching around her as she pumped them deep, curling to hit that perfect spot. Her thumb found my swollen clit and rubbed firm circles. The wet, obscene sounds of her fingering me filled the room.

She didn't even find anything special in him, of course he was indeed handsome, she disliked him for his actions "I mean what sort of teacher announces a test on his first class!" She thought. "Oh my gosh! Girl did you see that hot lecturer!" Kate said squealing in excitement as she sat next to Natalia "Of course I did, he was just in our class" She rolled her eyes. "He's like a living fairytale.. ouuu he's so dreamy!" Kate squeals louder "Quiet it down kate! Yeah he's cute and all, there's no other special thing about him" Natalia said

“Wow, Cheryl, really. How couldn’t I realize it all this while, you’re such a pervert! Is it because you’re getting to the age, you are well-matured and it’s even dripping down there?” Cheryl was greatly embarrassed. She retorted, “What are you talking about? You’re the one who’s well-matured! Back then in the dorm room, who’s the one holding her laptop and watched those kinds of short videos, and even climbed up to my bed while sleep-talking. ‘Oh! Oh! No…’ By the way, the male teacher that you liked back then seemed to have drugged a female student and forced her to do that whatsoever. He’s still not being released yet…”

Now we are all her to get better at having sex” she paused and looked at me with a hard stare.” Or in Elizabeth's case to have sex at all”. Everyone turned to look back at me. I felt myself burning with embarrassment and slunk down in my chair. I nodded meekly in reply before everyone turned back to the front of the classroom. “Over the next three weeks we will learn everything you need to know about the male and female reproductive systems. Ms Cain continued talking but my mind was all over the place her speech was highly scientific and I failed to fully concentrate. I began to daydream and fantasise and order the other students into who I would fuck first. On the front table was a very you

Going to school everyday became something I looked forward too every day after that and my break times were spent, in the private teacher bathrooms,behind the bleachers and the janitors closet,every steamy moment got me thinking of the next one, my legs shaking and my clit throbbing as I walked back to my class, zoning out in class,clutching my thighs together,trying to calm my horny self,smiling to myself thinking of her red my ass was as I sit in my chair,and the pain stings through my body.