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Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p7 (M35/F19/F19) (college) (professor) (office) (MFF) (classroom) (threesome) (anal)

Towards the end of this semester, Anthony held his two fucktoys after their Econ class. Once certain the room was otherwise empty, the professor issued his final challenge of the semester. “Camilla and Erin, you have done an excellent job being my sexy coed sluts this semester, and I hope you are happy with the grades and orgasms you’ve earned.” The two girls smirked at each other. “But For the final exam, I want to make sure you study and practice and learn. You two won’t leave as economists, but you will leave as three hole sluts.”

He let that breathe a moment while realization swept the room. “You two have sucked and fucked in so many ways this semester, but for an A in my class, I will be fucking your tight little asses this Saturday night. Go home, practice, and prepare to be savaged from all three holes.” Before they could respond, he left.

He didn’t ask how they would prepare, but knowing his sluts, they would do everything they could to prepare their asses. Anything to feel their professor’s cock while laid out on the desk in his office. Anthony didn’t invite them to his office during the week to let them prepare, but thought he caught a glimpse of plugs in their asses in the Friday class. Read more »

Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p6 (M35/F19/F19) (college) (professor) (office) (MF) (classroom) (teasing) (punishment)

While his sexy duo made his office hours incredible, Camila and Erin certainly made Anthony’s day job much harder. It was bad enough that images of their recent sessions would flash through his mind during class, but he was certain the girls would openly tease him during his lectures.

They would often sit together and when his eyes would sweep their seats, they’d shiftly lift up their skirts or absentmindedly cup a breast. Their winks and blown kisses. Or how often they dropped something on the floor and seductively bend to get it, giving Anthony (and occasionally a lucky nearby student) a view of pert asses or a perky down blouse snapshot.

Anthony knew they were getting bold, but was surprised when one day, he finally glanced over to see the girls spread their legs. Thankfully, nobody else could see that neither girl wore anything beneath their skirts. He lingered longer than usual on the girls as they rubbed their delicious college pussies. Anthony had to teach from behind his desk and hope nobody saw his lengthening bulge. Based on their sly smiles, his duo knew what they’d caused. Read more »

Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p5 (M35/F45) (college) (professor) (office) (MF) (MILF) (latina)

With Parent’s weekend looming, Anthony let the girls out of their deals for a couple days so they could spend time with their parents and he could actually get some work done. Walking across campus to get some lunch, he saw his spicy cumslut, Camilla, walking with a delectable MILF. Her sweater dress and leggings clung to her savage curves and turned heads as she passed. Camilla’s future as a fucktoy looked promising as her mom was her twin but with curves her daughter would grow into.

Anthony tried not to stare, but Camilla stopped him as he passed. “Mamí, this is my Econ professor.” “Tu favorita, Sí?” Camilla did a poor job hiding her blush as she nodded back. “Enseña mucho.” Her mom introduced herself, with an accent as thick as her body, and thanked him before leaving. Anthony wondered how Luna would feel knowing Camilla’s lessons involved throating his cock before bending her petite body over his desk, but the fleeting look Luna flashed made him wonder whether the mom wanted the same treatment. Read more »

Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p4 (M35/F19) (college) (professor) (office) (MF) (voyeur) (cuck)

Anthony was finishing grading the some midterms, pausing to lament a student who could receive better grades if she offered her tantalizingly large tits as a spot for his cum, when knock broke his focus. Finally, he thought as he welcomed his guest, expecting his petite Asian coed, Erin. To his disappointment a male student entered.

“Hey professor. I was thinking of switching my major to Econ and I wanted to ask about the course load. Do you have a minute?” Anthony inwardly sighed. Instead of having a tight, young pussy riding his face and soaking him in its wetness, he had to actually do his job. He welcomed the student to a chair, thinking it’s not his fault. The kid didn’t know what he was delaying.

Two minutes in, Anthony’s goodwill was starting to run out as the student hadn’t actually planned any questions and was very bad at coming up with any on the spot. “So… uh.. supply and demand.. is so interesting. Don’t you think?” A second knock on the door spared Anthony the need to craft a nonsarcastic answer to his question, saying “hey, I’ve got an appointment. Can we pick this up later?” Finally looking sure of himself, the student replied, “it’s ok professor. I know what this is.” Read more »

Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p3 (M35/F19/F19) (college) (professor) (office) (MFF) (threesome)

Anthony was having another dream semester. Some research was being published, and in between research and grading, his two sexy coeds would sneak into his office to get fucked. Erin and Camilla worked hard for their grades, either on their knees or bent over his desk getting their tight little bodies pounded.

He’d kept them separate, relying on his performance to buy Camilla’s secrecy, but as he wrapped a review session for their upcoming test, he saw them share whispers and looks. Anthony didn’t like losing control of the situation again. He knew the chat wasn’t innocent when they both met his eye and winked.

Later that evening, Anthony was finishing up some work when a knock signified his fucktoy for the night had arrived. He tried not to look surprised when both sexy coeds walked in and sat down. “Hey professor,” they said in unison, both batting their eyelashes flirtatiously. Erin continued in a seductive voice, “I know our deal was only for homework assignments, but we were hoping we could work something out for this test coming up.” Read more »

Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p2 (M35/F19) (college) (professor) (office)

After Erin left, Anthony sat back at his desk, reflecting on his luck. He happily replayed his his session with Erin and how her tight asian body felt, wrapped around his cock. Their deal was only for her silence, but he hoped she came back for another deal. Finally, he got up to leave work, adjusting his pants and gathering his bag. Leaving his office, he saw a student squeak and duck around a corner.

“Hello?” he said, finding another of his students. She was very pretty with dark brunette hair, tight body, and coffee colored skin. Still coming down after Erin, Anthony tried not to stare into her warm, innocent eyes and imagine her on her knees looking up at him.

Sheepishly, she stammered, “oh, hi professor, I’m Camila from your intro class. I was just coming to your office when…” she blushed furiously, while Anthony settled into professor mode and invited her to his office to ask questions. In his office, Camila seemed even more embarrassed, forcing Anthony to covertly scan his office for remnants of Erin. Read more »

Coeds Trading their Bodies for Grades (M35/F19) (MF) (college) (professor) (office)

First class of the new semester used to be exciting for Anthony, but after the highs of last semester, he struggled to see this semester matching up. Megan and Emily’s nubile bodies and sexual willingness warped his mind, and he couldn’t help examining his female students as they entered his intro class, wondering how they’d look bent over his desk. When he thought the cute Asian girl in the second row winked at him, He shook his head, refocusing on his lecture.

Later during his office hours, Anthony sat at his desk reading, not expecting anybody, but In stepped that little Asian spinner from his intro class. Anthony mentally shook himself. He was a professor, not a pervert, so he needed to ignore her cute, tanned face, tight little body, perky mounds on her 19 year old chest, and even that short skirt with the tantalizing view.

As Erin walked through the syllabus, Anthony was lustily entranced by the little things she kept doing, like how she bit her lip when she asked a question or brushed her shining black hair from her face, and when she bent over to pick up a fallen pen teasing glimpse of her pert ass, Anthony fought the urge to rip those panties down with his teeth. Read more »

Kendra Will Do Anything For Her Wealthy Patron p5 (M45/F22)(MF) (escort) (interracial) (big tits)

It was a while before Bella and Kendra separated from their sticky and sweaty embrace. Kendra was a little punch drunk as she accepted her drink, still tingling with pleasure, but the seductively wicked Bella popped up, proud of her performance and her orgasms. Kendra nakedly sprawled on the couch as Bella downed her tequila and was walked to her Uber by Kendra’s patron.

When he returned to the suite, Kendra had recovered enough to propose a nightcap, leading him to the bedroom where he feasted on her sensual, porcelain body until they fell asleep.

Kendra woke alone in the sun splashed suite. Her body was sore and aching from her exploits the previous day. She removed the cover and lightly touched herself, thinking of her patron. Past patrons might go a couple rounds over their time with her, but his performance and appetite surprised her. Unable to fight the sexual hunger her thoughts reawakened, she searched for the man, finding him reclined in the balcony, reading from his tablet.

Fully naked, she stepped out onto the balcony. He admired her beautiful body, with the late morning sun making her shine. “Kendra, how do you feel?” Read more »

Kendra Will Do Anything For Her Wealthy Patron p3 (M45/M45/F22) (public) (outdoor) (threesome)(MMF) (sailing) (escort) (interracial) (big tits)

They made a quick stop at the hotel to grab bathing suits. Kendra expected a rooftop pool, but their car took them to the marina, so they could board a yacht. While the captain guided the yacht away from the dock, Kendra ducked downstairs to change into her bathing suit, a skimpy two piece. Already very revealing when still, her boobs kept falling out as she oiled her body up to glistening.

Her look at the desired effect on the men on the deck. Her patron froze while filling a glass of expensive champagne, staring at her as the glass overflowed. Even the captain’s eyes watched the ample bounce of her tits with every step. As she accepted the champagne and took a sip, she flashed a wink to the captain and subtly pushed her massive oiled mounds together and swore she could see the bulge in his pants.

Taking another sip, her free hand rubbed her patron’s pants to also find a raging bulge. Still tingling from their dressing room session, Kendra was desperate to be stuffed again. This time she would scream and moan to her hearts content and hopefully, he could fuck her senseless. Read more »