Teacher X Student Smut Novels & Stories

My fingertips started drawing invisible circles teasingly on his chest, while my lips were trailing small kisses along his jawline, and soon I caught his earlobe between my teeth and bite him sensational which made him hiss in pleasure. "Let's make a deal, Mr Clovis." My right hand was slowly working its way down to his pant by now. "Uh.." "I'll give you unimaginable pleasure and you're give me a better grade, yeah?" I grabbed his cock through his pant and started stroking him softly -well, it's more like groping him. "I.. I don't think it's ok to do this Samantha.. " "Why not?" "You're my student and I'm a married man, we shouldn't be... "

“Since you seem to be daydreaming, you can answer.” I groaned internally but leaned back lazily. “Well, it’s simple really,” I began, letting the smirk stretch wider. “All you need is a dick and a woman.” The entire class exploded into laughter—except the teacher, who looked like she was about to combust. “This is inappropriate!” she barked. “Is it?” I tilted my head at her. “I’m just stating facts.” “Still inappropriate,” she hissed through clenched teeth. Before she could continue her rant, the bell rang.

The orgasm that builds is quiet and deep and rolls through me in waves that I feel behind my eyes and in my fingertips and in the bond where it echoes back to him through the mark. I cum with my hand over my own mouth and my heels pressing into his spine and his name whispered into my palm because the classroom door doesn’t have a lock and anyone could walk in and find a girl cumming on a teacher’s desk while a man with tattoos and golden-edged eyes kneels between her legs like he’s performing some kind of devotional, and the image would be difficult to explain to campus security. He stands and wipes his mouth on the back of his hand and his eyes are steady on mine and the gold is still pres

am surprised when i see the headmaster and one of our big booty teacher fucking eachother so hard while the principal is sweating like some one on a land digger work . . . .jasmine: whattttttttttt . . .stay tuned

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

He was now changed into a plane white tee and faded blue jeans, while I wore a plus size pink t-shirt and sky blue shorts. “Oh, you think you’re funny? I’m pretty sure the police would find it fucking hilarious that a teacher just sneaked into his student’s house, through the window at fucking 2 a.m.!” I snapped at him. “Oh, I’ve been here a while and trust me, you won’t be complaining when they arrive.” If possible, his smirk widened. “And why’s that?” I raised an eyebrow. “Who knows,” he sat up from his sleeping position. “I might be tempted to demonstrate a scene from one of your erotica stories.”

Maybe it is the environment, the atmsphere, the sheer immorality of it all, the fact that this is forbidden, but I come against his hand, gringind my pussy against his hand as he meets me with his thrusts. "Yes, baby, that's it, come for me," He whispers in my ear as I come for him. "Good girl." I just let my professor finger fuck me!. "We are not done yet." He says, stepping back from me. "I will punish you for thinking you can ever leave me." His voice commanding as he says, "On your knees," Leaving no room for questions or objections. And I obey, shalemessly, falling to my knees for my professor and boss, watching as he unzips his pants, his delicious length springing out, ready for me to

"So, maybe...I don't know, I'll do something for you. Something that we will both enjoy and we'll call it even." "Do something like what?" I swallowed, my heart beating in my chest. It's now or never Nevaeh. "Can I give you oral sex in exchange for my grades, Mr. Martinez?" I blurted out, my heart stuck in my throat as he stared at me with an unreadable expression that I couldn't quite decipher.

“Gonna wreck this little cunt in under ten.” “Then do it,” I hissed, fingers tearing at his belt. “Fuck your niece before your student comes back and catches you balls-deep in family pussy.” He dropped me just long enough to rip my leggings and thong to my knees in one savage yank. Cool air hit my dripping folds and I whimpered. He shoved his own jeans down; his heavy cock sprang free, it was already leaking at the tip. I watched, mesmerized, as he ripped the condom packet open with his teeth and rolled it down that angry shaft with trembling hands.

“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.