Teacher X Student Smut Novelas e Histórias

His grunts mixing with filthy praise and degradation that made my core clench around him. “Gonna fill this slut pussy up,” he growled, hand snaking around to rub my clit in tight circles. “Gonna pump you so full you’ll be leaking my cum during your next class. You want that? Want to sit in my seminar dripping my load like the desperate whore you are?” “Yes—yes—please cum inside me.” I was shaking, thighs slick, tears soaking the lecture notes beneath my cheek.

"I was studying acting." His face darkened. "Sex scenes? No way!" "I already turned those down; I don't plan on doing a 'sexy' project. But this one was for a lecture—a teacher who teaches sexual education to students, and then she teaches a couple about family planning." "Oh. So why do you have to watch p**n?"

I said and he put his head back, looking at me with a frown. “Well, you never asked me anything. As far as I know, I'm still just your student, no?” I said with a serious face. “We haven't even been on a date yet.” I continued and I was holding in my laugh at his expression. “Hmmm. I do treat all my students the same. I already have five crashed Ferrari's.” He said with a small smile and I huffed out a laugh. His hands circled my waist and he pulled me flush against his body.

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

She barged in herself. “What is the meaning of this?” She questioned me with an aggressive tone. Her tone immediately pulled me out of my sleep. “Mom?” “What is the meaning of this Stephanie?” She showed me her phone and behold it was the video Stacy and Daniella had recorded of me in the bathroom with the tag “Slut exposed by student for sleeping Around for grades.” My jaw dropped in disbelief. With quivering lips and teary eyes I stared at the phone. The worst kind of pain is that which you escape in your sleep and end up facing when you wake up.

A slow, curved smile spread across his face when he finally lifted it from my soaked pussy, his chin shiny with my arousal. “Please, Daddy… fuck me.” I nodded frantically, my hips twitching. My throbbing, slutty little pussy clenched at the words, begging louder than my voice ever could. “Look at how slutty you are,” he growled, rising from his knees, towering over me like a predator. “Begging for your professor’s cock like a desperate little cumslut who can’t wait to get her tight virgin hole wrecked. You’ve been teasing me for weeks in those tiny skirts, flashing that wet pussy, sketching my dick in the middle of class like the filthy girl you are. Now you’re bent over my desk, dripping ev

"I think I just saw a girl in nothing but a man's shirt pass by!" "Unacceptable! She can't have stolen our incredibly hot professor." "Doesn't she look kind of familiar though...?" Professor?! I went utterly rigid when Killian settled in front of the webcam and began to talk. "Good morning. I am Professor Abram. Professor Schultz was temporarily covering my class last week. I will be leading your Honors Biology course this semester."

And he had to teach like this. By the time the lecture ended, he was sweating under his shirt, throat raw, heart pounding in a way that had nothing to do with teaching. He dismissed the class. Eden stood. Their eyes locked. It nearly undid him. She walked past his desk slowly, her fingers brushing her folder—but not touching him. Not even almost. The restraint was worse than contact. When she reached the door, she paused—just for a heartbeat—and whispered without turning: “We’re not done.”

She slammed her fork down on the table with a sharp clang, her tone displeased. "Are we eating or not? You talk too much nonsense!" This sudden outburst startled both Sarah and me. Shane immediately started fawning over her shamelessly. "Babe, I was wrong. I shouldn't have praised Joanna. When it comes to being capable, that's obviously you. You can go all night without a break. She can't even compare to you." The comment made me deeply uncomfortable. It was textbook manipulation—praising one person while stepping on another, laced with inappropriate sexual innuendo.

"This pussy is starving for cock." I sucked harder, saliva dripping down my chin as I worked Marcus's shaft with my hand. Damien presented his heavy balls, and I licked them eagerly, sucking one into my mouth while stroking him. The sounds were obscene—wet slurping, my muffled moans, their filthy praise. "Look at this cumslut teacher," Lucas said, his voice thick. "Hiding behind that desk like she wasn't made for this."