Novel & Cerita Teacher Smut

the teacher said and chewed her gum like a prostitute. Cecilia smiled and gave her an envelope. "A token for your help, ma'am" Cecilia said and the teacher smiled devilishly. "You are truly a mother" the teacher said and collected the envelope and kept it in her jacket. She quickly adjusted her cloth and applied a thick red lipstick on her lips. Cecilia watched the teacher with disgust immediately. Who does this kind of thing for charity? What a selfish b*tch! Cecilia said within herself as the teacher opened the gift to check within.

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.

Our Senior year teacher said as he walked into the class with a huge smile on his face It didn't take long for him to start reminiscing about his school days, telling us how his prom went and how he went out with the hottest girl in their class. “ Arghhh if you are done with the stories can we go now ??? We definitely don't wanna hear about your first sex ” Damien groaned loudly. The class all chuckled as the teacher packed up his things with crimson splashed all over his face and he cleared his throat. “ Do well to avoid injuries and have fun ”

Still unaware of the sexual innuendo dancing inside said conversation, Amanda obliged with a confident response. " I'd punish you in ways that I've never punished any students before in my entire eight years of being a teacher," My smirk widened further to the corners of my lips almost cracking all the way to my ears . Was she aware of how sexual that sounded? Punish me in ways she's never punished any student?

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”

Hearing all this, I remembered what happened 2 days ago. 2 days ago.... Aditya Sir was teaching in the class. All the girls were staring at him more than studying. Sir was so handsome. There was nothing much in front of him. For once, no one could say that he is a professor by looking at him. In the middle of the class, my attention was on whatever happened this morning. Just then the girl sitting next to me shook me. I was startled. Just then, Sir's voice came. "Miss Riya, if you find my class so boring, then you can go and stand outside. If not, then repeat what I have just taught."

Maybe the lust and crazy desire I was seeing in her eyes. I'm Helen, the computer science teacher. And you?" She smiled, extending a hand for a handshake as if she didn't know all this already. I have been introduced to the other teachers before. "Leo. Math teacher. Nice to meet you," I said flatly, forcing a smile that barely formed. My displeasure at seeing her was obvious and I could tell she knew already. I wanted this to get her pissed and angry so she would leave in disappointment, but it doesn't seem to be working.

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

“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.

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.