A Student Obsession Novels & Stories

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.

If she was willing to step closer, it meant I wasn’t the only one feeling this. That meant everything could go wrong. At home, I dropped my backpack by the door and stared at it like it held answers. My house was quiet too quiet. It always was. Mom worked late. My room felt like a waiting space rather than somewhere I belonged. I pulled out my English book and opened to the marked chapter, but the words blurred. Every sentence turned into her name. Every metaphor felt personal. Obsession starts when people ignore what they feel. I’d said that in class like it was a theory.

In fire. In something that challenges her. Breaks her. Remakes her. And I’m going to be the one who does it. Whether she wants me to or not. Because obsession? It doesn’t ask permission. It takes. And I’m done waiting. "Get me her class log in school. I'm done waiting."

“Well yeah, this looks very hard. I wonder how you nerds do it. Solving maths is like a mental abuse torture to students “. He said complaining. I smiled at him innocently. “Well then it shouldn’t be a problem for you then. You aren’t a student, you always bunk classes, don’t you ?”. “Hilarious“. He gave me a blank face. “But seriously, I’m so tired of finding X for Y since high school, it should just move on “. “It’s called equation, genius”. He scoffed. “More like obsession. No wonder X always runs away, and we have to keep finding her. She’s tired of Maths possessiveness, she’s happy in English but maths keeps trying to get her back “.

9Maya. I’d never been like this before. Not with anyone. Not with myself. Obsession felt like a sickness, something I couldn’t shake, something that turned my days into endless waiting, my nights into hours spent staring at the ceiling, aching and empty and full of wild, helpless want.

I just wanted her. Who would've thought my insatiable and longing desire for my extremely sexy teacher would graduate into some sick , wild obsession? Soon enough , I'd turn into a creepy stalker! That would certainly be a terrible progression. And worse, if Roxie puts two and two together, she'd know about my crush on Amanda.

This wasn’t right at all, I cared for him too, but in a bad weird way, why didn’t he show up for lunch, I was happy about that but why, did he go hungry? ‘‘What I mean is that it is a crazy and very weird obsession. Such kind of obsession is carried around by murders and you should really watch out,’’ she advised. ‘‘Yeah, if I began telling you how it all started, the extent that he has goner with all his bullying, to prove to me how much he hates me, you would think that I was lying and being creative, but it kind of hurts and it is off too,’’ I heaved.

Lily's POV An alarm that shrieked at 6:00 a.m. like it had a personal vendetta against her peace. A five-minute internal argument about quitting life and becoming a houseplant. A cold shower that attacked her like it had been waiting all night to do exactly that. And finally the ritual. A silent, desperate plea to the universe. Please. Not a bad mood today. Not even a good one. Just… neutral. Neutral is fine. Neutral I can work with.

There was simply nothing normal about him, so of course breaking into a woman's house wasn't considered a crime in his dictionary. "Then what is?" "Obsession." The answer came so easily it stole the next breath from my lungs. His head tilted slightly. "I'm obsessed with everything about you, Little Cub." His gaze lingered on mine. "Every breath. Every sound. Every sweet little treat you put between those pretty lips." My stomach tightened. "You're insane." "Already covered that." I hated how I almost smiled. I chewed the inside of my jaw, forcing myself to focus on something other than him