Busty Teachers Novels & Stories

“Oh, I can’t wait to spend time with her, plus, now that Uncle is with his mate, maybe they’ll have babies soon.” I scrunch my face up. “Ah yeah, the pretty blonde. I like blondes…” I grumble, my mind turning to the Ardens… both brothers seemed to have their attention on me… both were off limits but somehow that made it all the more fun, although Royce playing hard to get is more appealing… Aleric seems to relate to me somewhat. “Oh, did you see the new teachers? They are both blonde.” She giggles innocently. Did I see them? Girl, I stripped in front of one of them. “Yeah, they’re extremely handsome.” I say with a smirk. And fuckable.

He is really good at dancing and when he is already dancing earlier opposite to me, I cannot look at him properly because I felt shy and I also felt earlier that my cheeks blushed and I may also add the way he is looking at me while he is dancing. The students started screaming and shouting because of the performance of the male teachers and at that time, I also realized that there are also many handsome and hot teachers here at this school, and the first one of course on the list is none other than Sir Franco Del Mundo. After the program, my groupmates left first to go already at the backstage because of the number of people who wanted to take pictures with me. I agreed to what they all wan

The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later. Elias hastily typed in the website information and quickly navigated to the story in question. The story was entitled "My Hot Teacher" and was about a young female teacher who got blackmailed into submission by one of her grade 12 students. The story described numerous sexual acts which were designed to punish and humiliate the teacher.

“A teacher and a student, this is insane, females to be precise, super madness.” I tilted my head, still advancing. “Isn’t a teacher masturbating in her office with the door open supposed to be illegal in the first place?” I pointed at her soaked fingers, then at her dripping pussy still visible under the hiked skirt. “And this…” I dragged my gaze up to her heavy, overflowing breasts, “I want it too. Let me appreciate it properly.” She backed away until her ass hit the edge of her desk, eyes wide, breathing fast. But she didn’t scream. She didn’t call for help. That hungry, desperate look from earlier was still burning behind the shock.

His eyes are on my face, my body… it makes me tingle all over. Most students, even my friends, actually pay attention in his class because he’s a good, well-liked teacher. He’s younger than the rest of the teaching staff, he’s clever, he’s passionate, but most of all: he’s gorgeous. Tall and broad-shouldered, he’s always wearing button-down shirts with the sleeves rolled up to show off his sexy, muscular arms. That tweed vest can’t hide his powerful upper body, and his fitted trousers barely conceal the outline of his enormous cock.

Alistair said and they all stood up and left the office, locking it behind them. *Back at the Bakery* Kayla stepped out into the storefront, the bell above the door still jingling from the customer’s arrival. She forced a polite smile, though her heart raced as she saw a group of men enter—tall, confident, and intimidating. She recognized them immediately, The professors from her school,two of them are actually her professors. The brothers strolled in like they owned the place, their eyes scanning the bakery’s interior before landing on Kayla behind the counter.

She sighed, thinking back to being groped in the hallway by her classmates. "It wasn't just the guys I went to school with, or the friends I hung out with," she continued. "A couple of the male teachers were just as randy as teenage boys. I used to get to class a little early, or if that wasn't possible, I'd stay a little late. Mr. Roberts would hug me and grab my ass, or even just outright grab my tits for a few seconds. I mean... this was after Toni had taken me under her wing and taught me how to dress more femininely. He was always a little handsy, but when I started wearing skimpier things, he got much braver."

She has the beautiful curvy shape and she has a beautiful face, her lips is always like “ Kiss me and her beautiful legs are always inviting. I would always drop her back home for one week then after one week, I started with teaching her then slowly I look into her eyes, I was thinking of where to begin with her because I already have series of what I want to do with her in my head. I finish teaching her for the day and she was about picking up her bag pack and I ask her if she has a boyfriend and she said no. Then I asked her . “ As anyone ever told you , how beautiful and sexy you are? I asked. She looked into my eyes and slowly I place my hand on her arms and I slowly move it down her to

Only, it wasn't a wall that I had walked into, since walls never have hands to grab around your waist and neither do they have delicious manly cologne to blow your senses off proportion. I peaked open an eye and gasped again. Oh no! Oh God NO! Not Ethan Fucking Whitmore! It was an extremely rare occasion that a teacher was awfully famous with his students, or should I say, for sleeping with his students. But Ethan Whitmore was that rarity. He was a fresh out of college, trainee teacher who was as good at teaching as he was in bed and...most of the queen bees have slept with him and not to forget that I might have used him as my ideal male lead in some of my stories....scratch that, most of m

A person older than her, her mind reminded; A teacher. Realization dawned on her as she walked down the stairs to Reid's desk. She had sexually touched a teacher. Dreamed naughty things about his lips on hers, his fingers dancing on her skin. His big intimidating manhood in her. Maya brought her thighs together as her arousal made itself known.