Captain Underpants Teachers Novels & Stories

Gosh, I was stuck, the students were already giggling and phones were out. I wriggled with so much force as the teacher already had a stern gaze on me. ‘Lord please.’ I prayed in silence. One more forceful leap and my pants ripped so loudly. I felt a gentle breeze blow against the flap. Everyone burst into laughter as they took quick shots of my ripped pants. My hands went back consciously. Gosh it was a huge tear. “Look at those fancy briefs.” Someone pointed. “I told you he was a creep.” I heard Adrian say

I am ovulating and my body is needing something else, creampie and cock instead of ice cream and cookies. Even if I want to be upset, there is no time to mope, I have to go back to work and teach my least favorite subject in the world. Teaching reproduction to a bunch of horny high schoolers is extra hard. I have to explain many time how the penis works and how the vagina works despite the way the students keeps teasing me. Their teasings are so graphic, dirty and hot with all the filthy details that my poor panties are soaked through with my pussy juice. If I don't take care of it right now, I know the leak would be visible through my mini skirt.

The danger makes everything feel so much dirtier, so much hotter. I slide my hand back between my legs, unable to stop myself. My pussy is swollen and sensitive, aching for more even after I just came so hard imagining Professor Bryan fingering me under this very spray. My clit throbs under my fingertips as I circle it slowly, teasing myself, building that delicious pressure all over again. I'm such a little slut, aren't I? Touching myself in the school showers while my teammates are right there, oblivious. If only they knew what a filthy girl their captain really is.

he moaned, with my fingers still in his mouth. "If you make any noise, it's all over." I paused. He nodded again. "Then Matt, after your cock is hard and I've sucked on your balls, I'm going to get up and go right over there and lean over that lunch table. You're going to pull your pants up to your knees, walk over to me, flip my skirt up over my back, and fuck me. You're going to shove your cock into my pussy and fuck me hard. You're going to fuck me hard until I come, then you're going to dump your load in my cunt. Would you like to fuck a teacher, Matt? Have you thought about fucking a teacher? Would you like to fuck me?"

He slid up to Priscilla and pushed her knees apart, wiggled between her legs, then dipped down and kissed the crotch of her panties. His tongue lapped at her panties. He nibbled, munched, and sucked at her cunt-mound. Priscilla had never experienced such a delightful feeling that was now spreading through her. "Please!" she protested weakly. Her teacher snacked at her panties, gobbled and crunched her crotch. Priscilla tingled all over. She slid down in her chair, her legs cocked apart. Her teacher was between her legs. His long pink tongue slapped at her panties. His hot, wet mouth sucked.

Navya, mukti, nandini and some others girls were still in the rows with their head held high. "You girls, aren't you too much sure or should i say over confident about this task. I have been teaching here since 25 years and only some of the girls has passed this task that too after breaking their arms so think about if again." Senior teacher said in playful tone and boys laugh on girls. "Sir you areh here to teach but you are not motivating us but you are literally breaking our elation and expectations which we have from ourselves." Navya said and kabir and manik smile but senior teacher got very angry.

We erupted into laughter and sat down at our lunch table. Mr.Fanté, my English teacher was known for his hairy butt crack. He always wore low pants, which isn't a big problem, but he seems to forget his underwear at times. And, O God please help me, you do not want to see that booty. And Tynsley being known as the slut of the school. And as y'all know, there is always a main slut in high-school. Which is Tynsley. Her blonde curls and tanned skin looked like they were made out of caramel. Not the good kind. She was the one with the drawed eyebrows and painted face. God, even her chest was made of plastic.

TeacherPet: shut up :P Me: I was thinking about that sunday Me: and your story Me: replaying it in my mind and trying to imagine better how you felt TeacherPet: mmm TeacherPet: was it good? Me: It was Me: No dizziness though TeacherPet: :P don't make fun of me Me: I'm not Me: Don't forget I told you I lost it so bad when I read your story Me: like that wasn't embarrassing TeacherPet: true.. TeacherPet: but that was hot Me: well what you say is hot too TeacherPet: oh good Me: So… your turn TeacherPet:? Me: When's the last time you masturbated? TeacherPet: last night

Ember asked the guy who had started this, his name was Max and he looked like a computer geek just by his appearance. "We are marking our territories, we don't want your people to try anything on us. There's a thing called professionalism that I doubt you guys have heard about," the girl Aubrey said with a disgusted look on her face. "And you have? This is professionalism?" Becca stepped up, talking back supported by the others. But the situation felt like it could escalate quick and Ember didn't want Zaire to know anything about it. So, she signalled at Becca to not. "Wait, we are supposed to work together so all of this is unnecessary. It's not a competition," she tried to make it make sen

"T-this is, oh, wrong...wrong...Oh, oh..." "Teacher, I'm sorry. I just can't stop. It's because it's immoral that it's very pleasurable. But don't worry, you're not the only teacher I've f*cked. You know Miss Wayne, and Mrs. Santiago, and even Head Teacher Valdemora? They are my sexmates, and oh Mrs. Vice Principal too, and they loved doing sex with me because I'm good at it..." "Ah! Ah! Y-you're speaking nonsense. Miss Wayne aside, all others are married!"