The Professor Sex Scenes の小説・ストーリー

"Professor...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...your cock...your cock feels soooooo good...so good!" She couldn't resist her needs and started working her clit, frantically rubbing the swollen bud. She loved to feel cock stretching her, but she wanted more, "Professor...pro...uhhhh...professor, fuck me harder...uhhhh...harder, yeah...yeah...yeah...fuck...fuck me, professor...fuck me!" My thrusts were crazy hard and bounced her body forward over the desk; my dick molded her insides with its girth, and our slapping flesh filled the classroom with sounds of coed-fucking...music to a professor's ears.

I circled the ring with my finger and watched him moan continuously from the teasing. The professor pulled us up and from one look, I knew what was going to happen next. He bent Sage over and in one fluid motion, he entered him. A heavy scream left Sage from the lack of warning. I stroked myself with one hand and fingered myself with the other, gently waiting for my turn. Sage touched his balls as the professor pounded into him, one palm covering his mouth to stop him from screaming the house down. The professor leaned down and bit his ear, I couldn’t hold it anymore. I went around him and kissed him, his pace faltered but he recovered quickly.

“Everything. The way he takes control. The way he… fucks.” His fingers hooked under my skirt, pushing it higher. “Specifics, Miss Hayes. This is literary theory. Details matter.” I spread my legs slightly, inviting. “In that one video, ‘Professor’s Pet,’ he bends the girl over the desk, spanks her until she’s red and begging, then fucks her throat until she gags. Then he… he fills her pussy, hard and deep, making her cum over and over.” His hand cupped my mound through my panties, feeling the dampness. “And you watch that? Touch yourself to it?”

So hard from thinking about what was going to happen in the next moment , because the more I thought about it , the more intriguing it was for me and I just couldn’t place my hands on it . “ You are so horny Rissa , he said and with that he raised up skirt up to my waist And my pant was the only thing that could be seen . I could feel my breathing going up and down and I just couldn’t help but imagine if this was it . I could not help my feelings. I thought that this was cool but then my dreams were coming through . My professor grabbed my legs and bent down , and right before I knew it , his tounge was right on my Pusey sulking tge hell of it .

I wasn’t really expecting anything but the atmosphere had become so condensed with sexual tension lately that I felt people would start making out in classes with the stares that went from one sex to the opposite. “I heard Professor Deric had to leave his office door open because he kept getting gifts dumped in front of his door.” “Really?” The girl stared the guy who’d spoken. “Yeah. I saw him moving some out of the way so he could just enter his office.” My eyes narrowed at the laughing pair. They hadn’t said anything wrong but it irked me that they thought such a situation was funny. I didn’t find it funny.

Thіѕ nіght wаѕ bеttеr thаn mу wildest dreams оf hоw good it could bе. Frаnkіе'ѕ orgasm lasted a wonderfully long time. When I fіnаllу dеtесtеd thаt ѕhе wаѕ ѕtаrtіng tо come dоwn thе оthеr ѕіdе, I ѕlоwеd thе асtіоn оf my hаnd. Shе рlаntеd a lоng, wеt kіѕѕ on thе ѕіdе of mу nесk whеrе nо оnе could ѕее. She whіѕреrеd іn my ear, "MMMmmm. That wаѕ fаntаѕtіс, Prоfеѕѕоr." Slоwlу, ѕhе rоѕе up off mу hаnd and ѕlіd оff my lap untіl ѕhе was ѕtаndіng bеtwееn my lеgѕ again.

"Naked on your professor’s desk leaking all over yourself. If the dean walked in right now and saw me fingering my best student we would both be done." He added a third finger and fucked me with them rough. I moaned and gripped the edge of the desk. My cock throbbed in his hand. "Please sir," I begged. "Fuck me. I need your cock." Professor Reed pulled his fingers out and slicked up his thick cock with more lube. He lined up the head and pushed in one long thrust. I gasped loud as he sank all the way inside. So full. So deep. "Fuck yes," he groaned. "This tight student ass belongs to me now."

“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 everywhere, crying for Daddy to split you open. Such a naughty fucking student.” He leaned closer and kissed me deep, his lips claiming mine. I tasted myself on his tongue—sweet, messy and intoxicating. His hands wrapped around my waist, turning me around with ease until I was on all fours on the wide desk. My ass high and facing him, my soaked folds completely exposed. He stepped in clo

His big hands yanked my top up, sucking hard on my tits while his fingers shoved my skirt up and found me dripping wet. “Fuck professor,” I moaned as he dropped to his knees, throwing one of my legs over his shoulder. His talented tongue dove straight into my soaked folds, licking broad strokes over my clit before pushing inside me. Two thick fingers curled deep, stroking that perfect spot while he sucked my swollen nub. I gripped his hair, grinding against his face. “Eat your student’s cunt, Professor. I’m so close.” The door creaked open behind us. “Oh my god!” a high pitched, familiar voice gasped.

Heat surged through Sebastian’s veins. He hadn’t come to his professor’s office for the most innocent of reasons either, but he hadn’t expected to see the man there. He swallowed, his vision tunneling on Professor Jaylen’s big, bulging cock that he held in his hand, and that had caused his own blood to flow directly to his dick, making it even harder than it was before. He’d woken up thinking about his professor, his mind had replayed how he’d fucked the older man over and over again, and when he tried to jerk of to the thought, it had done nothing but made him harder.