Captain Underpants Teacher Novels & Stories

Matt says trying to hide the fact his in pain "Uhm okay" the teacher squints her eyes in confusion but she won't interfere cause like they all say 'I don't get paid enough for this' "Okay well you guys can listen to music, go on that tap tik app, and chat with your friends or whatever but do it in silence" She glares at us for the last time and opens her laptop "Ma'am can we watch porn" the jock that shouted Matt's dead quizzes. She stares at him and then rolls her eyes. They start snickering for people who are finishing school next year their maturity levels are shit

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class. Mr Richard’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms. Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest I could tell even without touching,his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “ Make Me Yours Tonight”

The teacher asked, looking at everyone. I like where this is going. "Mr Ryder," the teacher coughed as i snapped my gaze on her, "Looks like you're day dreaming. How about you tell us?" I mentally groaned before replying, "Well, It's simple really," i started, "All you need is a dick and a woman." I ended with a smirk while the whole class bursted laughing. Except the teacher who was glaring at me. "This is inappropriate!" "Is it?" I smirked at her, "It's the truth."

I said but nodded none the less and left the gym with him. We both made a run for it but the regret set in once we passed by the first class. There, on top of the teacher’s desk sat an old hag with Mr. Fulkner standing between her legs while they both sucked faces. His hands were under her skirt and she was moaning. What I want to know is why is he using both hands? Is her sh!t that loose? Ew...that is nasty. Kyle made a sound in disgust. “At least he still has game?” Kyle asked

"Yes sir, thank you-" "Who said you could make that decision, Mr Jameson. That's impractical, even for a man like you," the authoritative voice that was capable of making everyone stop and stare floated in as Zaire Langston Hughes walked into the podium. "I'm sorry, sir. I was just telling her the rules," Jameson said, even more unsure now as Zaire's scrutinizing expression flashed to everyone there.

she continued, hardly reacting at all to the teacher's strong words, or the offer that had followed them, "you don't like licking pussy, you don't like going down on girls, you love sucking cock..." "That's right," the teacher said sternly, clearly about to explode in anger once more. "...how do you feel about sucking clit?" "Oh," the teacher replied, sitting down as if the storm had passed, as if she'd never raised her voice at all. "Well, now that you ask - I do love sucking clit."

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

She wasn't going down without a fight and there was definitely gonna be one. "Shut up! I'm your teacher, I am trying to teach you but what are you doing" He flings the books off her desk and takes another look at her from head to toe not noticing the mark on her collar bone, licking his lower lips as he secretly lusted for her body. "You're dressed like a slutty wolf, a disgrace to our kind. Who do you think you are trying to seduce". He slaps her "Sir-" a student who was worried wanted to alert the teacher of luciana's identity. Everyone knew that he had crossed the limit at this point but not him.

“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.

Absent-mindedly, Eurie sat at her seat – second from the last row – listening idly and obviously not comprehending the things their adviser was telling them. At least, it was not only Eurie but the whole class. The bald adviser was an old, gay English teacher. He looked clumsy and fragile but actually a tennis monster inside the court. The kind of teacher who brought frilled fans even though the classroom was air-conditioned; just to complete the outfit of the day. His slow and regal way of talking made his class boring – to the point that some got into sleep while in his class.