Thai Student Porn Novels & Stories

To me, they were just pictures, but they weren’t very flattering ones. Some of them were of me in my pajamas, running to class because I had been up all night studying. There were also pictures of me with different guys, all of which I had been tutoring. There was a note centered between all the photos. “To the students of SGU. Amongst us is a student of low class, who can’t even bother with her appearance. She is not as innocent as she seems, as these guys are all her ex-lovers. Do we really think that having such a low-class student is good for our school’s image? Not to mention she has targeted some of our most beloved Alpha Princes.”

I had my gown off before the videos even started. The theme of the day, based on the first few videos, seemed to be role play scenarios. There was a scene with a female prison guard screwing an inmate through the bars of his cell, a scene with a nurse fucking a patient, and then one with a Japanese teacher taking advantage of a couple of her students. All of them were pretty sexy, so I just let them roll.

She cums screaming, squirting all over the sheets while begging for a creampie. Holy fuck. This is the same woman who humiliated me five minutes ago. The strict, untouchable Professor Nadia Vale is a pornstar. My thighs press together under the desk, clit throbbing painfully. Guilt twists in my stomach — this is so wrong, she’s my professor — but the ache between my legs only grows hotter. I’ve never been this wet in class before. My nipples are stiff peaks rubbing against my bra, begging for attention. Revenge burns through the lust. I forward the main link and a few of the hottest clips anonymously to the entire class group chat with the message: “Extra credit material from Professor Nadia

( Adrian) I was still in the study when the new message arrived. The dummy account notification lit up my phone like a spark in dry grass. I opened it immediately, heart already racing, and the video loaded. It was longer this time. More deliberate. More devastating. Alessa — because I knew it was her, I would always know — had filmed herself in what looked like a bathroom. She was wearing only a tiny red thong. She started slow, teasing the camera, sliding the fabric aside to show how wet she already was. Then she pushed the thick toy inside herself, moaning softly as it stretched her. She added a second one, filling herself completely, the red thong still stretched tight around both toys.

My pussy was so full and sensitive from the first load that every movement sent fresh waves of slick squirting out around his shaft and soaking everything underneath us. The chat alerts kept exploding nonstop and I could hear the tip counter climbing higher with each moan I let out. Kai gripped my hair tighter and yanked my head back so the camera caught my flushed sweaty face straight on. “You hear that Luna? All your fans are paying to watch me breed you like a cheap whore. I am going to knock up my secret little pornstar roommate tonight right on this stream. Imagine it baby, my cum flooding your womb until it takes and everyone gets to see your belly grow because of this.”

“A lady came downstairs just now and asked for a few bottles of our best wine. She said to put it on your tab. Wasn’t she your friend?” “Ahhh!” Skylar held her head and screamed… —— Miss Jean approached Sonnet as soon as she arrived at school. “Hey, did you see that trending article?” “Which one?” Miss Jean scrolled through her phone and then showed Sonnet the topic. The title was ‘Student Shamelessly Seduces Teacher to Advance Career’. It was followed by a censored video with no sound, showing a naked woman at a hotel. The accompanying story said that a Masters student was caught trying to seduce her professor to advance her career. The professor kept turning her down, but she kept trying t

"Vane is texting me. My friends from the studio are texting me. Everyone is sending the same link." "It’s just a picture," Caspian said. "It’s not just a picture! It’s us," I said. I clicked the link. It was a website called Aethelgard Truth. The photo was blurry and taken from far away. It showed us at the head table. My head was tilted toward him, and his hand was clearly visible on my leg under the edge of the white cloth. The title in big, red letters said: PROFESSOR’S PET: IS THE ST. CLAIRE GIRL PAYING TUITION WITH MORE THAN JUST SKETCHES?