Novel & Cerita Teacher Student Smut

"Open the book to page 54. Do the problem, I'll give you 15 minutes." "What? Is he crazy?" "15 minutes? Doing this many and difficult questions? What a cruel teacher." "Ah, if he wasn't handsome I would have cursed him in front of his face." These are all just the inner words of the students. How dare they curse directly in front of this notorious teacher. "Sir, I'm finished. May I go to the toilet?" said Juna, raising her hand. It hasn't even been 5 minutes but the man has already finished his work? Actually, Juna has filled almost all the books at home.

"You can do what I taught you." He licked my earlobe. "Ahhh! L-Lucas..." "Teacher. Call me teacher." "Y-Yes. T-Teacher." "If you fail to remember this, I will give you a bad grade." "No. Please don't ahh!" "What do you need to do to get good grades?" "Touch myself like this. Ahhhh!" “When will you do it?” “When I am thinking of you, t-teacher.” “Good. But mine was bigger than one finger. So, you can add one," he said with a smirk. Another finger seamlessly joined the first, skillfully moving in and out of my intimate opening.

“I’m your dirty little student slut!” He railed me with savage intensity, the desk shaking beneath us. His hand reached between us to rub my clit in fast, rough circles, pushing me toward another peak. I came again, harder this time, sobbing as my pussy milked him. Professor Langford buried himself deep with a deep groan and came hard, flooding me with thick, hot ropes of cum. He kept grinding slowly, pushing every drop into my womb while whispering possessive filth. “Good girl… taking every drop of your professor’s cum like the perfect breeding slut you are for me.”

The power to woo me and make me weak at the knees. "Let's be friends first Blake. But I'm not saying no, to your other question," I say putting my hand on his. We've crossed a line a little bit today. Our professor and student relationship has touched the edges of flirting and I don't let him go any further than he already has. Because if Professor Oakley is Blake to me outside this office, I know I will be the reason he gets fired. "Alright. I will see you in class. We can discuss this later. And Cora please keep this to yourself for now. I don't know what's come over me. If I've made you uncomfortable we can discuss that later as well. Here's your notebook."

They took turns guiding my head, praising me in low, filthy whispers. “Such a perfect little teacher,” Liam groaned, holding my hair gently as I bobbed on his thick length. “Sucking cock while your other students are eating lunch outside.” The degradation sent fresh waves of heat through me. I was dripping down my thighs by the time they pulled me up.

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..

Then the teacher bent the student over, removed his tie and tied it around the guy's neck, pulling his trousers down and slamming is unusual huge cock into his ass, while pulling at the tie. I was already palming myself through my sweatpants, breathing hard. My mind kept flickering to Mateo—his lips, his voice, that blush. When it got to the part of the student sucking off the teacher while stroking his own cock, I couldn't take it anymore and brought out and cock, spat on it and began to stroke. The student was gagging but taking the cock deep in his throat. The teacher was groaning and saying dirty words. I groaned and came alongside the student, and I slammed my laptop shut and stared at

"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 was about to close the door but the man glanced at me. “Mr. Connor Murray?” I mentioned his complete name stupefied. I managed to pull the swinging door back closing it. My hands were trembling and my knees were shaking. That wasn’t a ghost but it was the scariest thing I ever witnessed and at the same time disgusting. They were having sex inside the school’s comfort room, a female comfort room to be exact. Sex between a student and a teacher, our Fluid Mechanics teacher. A teacher who has a wife and two beautiful angels. Utterly disgusting.

"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.