Captain Underpants Teachers Novels & Stories

Giving her a nasty stare, they enter their next class. And there, was a crude drawing. Cassandra was, in an animated drawing, having sex with a fat guy tagged Peter on the board. Peter gasps loudly, dropping his bag to the floor. Cassandra was unwavering, she strides towards the board, grabbing the duster and dusting the board clean before anyone saw it. "Don't make me stuff this in your mouth, fuckers! Stop laughing!" Cassandra yells on top of her lungs. "What's going on Ms. Cassandra?" Unfortunately, it was their History teacher's class. He was a major bully, subtly sarcastic while passing crude comments.

Dante has turned into the bad guy, in a way that reminds me of Spencer. "If you don't want the university to know you're the teacher's pet, then listen carefully. I want you to sleep with me. I want you to fuck me senseless. If you do that I will delete the photo. Don't do it, and Professor Oakley will get fired and you'll get kicked out." I try channeling my inner actress but she won't come. Instead she hides in the background and is too timid to surface. "Alright, I'll do it. Get a hotel room for this weekend, and I will do whatever you want."

"What the hell!?" This new homeroom teacher was quite audacious—he kicked down the door on his first day! The students had previously assumed that all teachers were prim and proper, censoring swear words and discouraging laughter at words like "Uranus." But now, they had reason to believe that the rector had recruited their teacher from the ranks of a crime syndicate! Their initial prank had failed, but they were determined to continue their plan. Jaybee, a little frantic, waved as a signal for their next move.

Upon taking the notepad from Weston, he walked to the front of the class and turned the next page of the notepad. What he saw made his expression change. It took much effort for him to remain calm. He started reading. "Dear, Maths teacher, how are you doing? I had a bad dream that you were still teaching Maths even though your period was over. I also had another dream where you turned into a donkey and a tag was placed around your neck that read 'Piss on me and your rotten luck in life will change for the better. Only need half a dollar from you'. I wanted to skip over but you insisted that I should pee on your donkey self. I saw how disgustingly pitiful you looked, so I turned around and fa

PROFESSOR AND STUDENT Pinkie Anderson, was that rebellious student that always comes late to classes, sleeps during classes and talks down on teachers when they try to punish her. Every teacher avoided getting in her way or even trying to talk to her. Not until Professor Julian, a new Biology teacher came to their school. He's heard so much about Pinkie and how she was avoided, but Julian wasn't one to tolerate shits from anyone, not even from the hottest girl in the school, Pinkie.

Hips that swayed just enough to make every guy in the senior class shift in his seat. I’m Viktor. I'm Eighteen and Captain of the wrestling team. The one teachers whisper about in the lounge because they know I’m trouble but can’t quite pin anything on me. Yet. She started class like they all do. Introduced herself. Wrote her name on the board in neat cursive. Tried to sound confident while twenty pairs of eyes stripped her bare. But I wasn’t subtle. I leaned back. Legs spread wide under the desk. Staring straight at her. When she bent to pick up a dropped marker the dress rode up just enough to flash the lace edge of her thong. Black and sexy, wet already? Maybe wishful thinking. It didn't

"I'm not proud, but one day I went over because I could see he was texting under his desk, and I had one of those lower cut shirts on and leaned over in front of him." "And?" Miranda couldn't help smiling. "Let's just say I could have used the 'my eyes are up here' line." "Cock tease!" "Please, kid like that is banging any girl he wants. He might have looked because boobs are boobs, but he doesn't want a teacher his mother's age." "Cougar, milf, teacher, all go to fantasies for kids his age. So would you?" "Would I what?" "Sleep with him or any student?"

"Yes, they are." He kneaded them as Natalie dropped to her knees and unzipped my dress. The skirt fell down my legs. I wore black tights beneath. Her hands slid up them as Carter massaged them. I shuddered as she drew down my tights next. "And plain panties," she said. "Beth, you're a beautiful, young woman. You shouldn't hide it this much just because you're shy. I know you're not a slut like Ms. Waters." "Mmm, I'm such a slut," the teacher said, her skirt hiked around her waist. Cum dripped out of her shaved pussy and ran down to the tops of her stockings. She wore thigh-highs?

am surprised when i see the headmaster and one of our big booty teacher fucking eachother so hard while the principal is sweating like some one on a land digger work . . . .jasmine: whattttttttttt . . .stay tuned

" And this is our teacher Peter Alexandrovich, he is the best in his business! And today he will present you his unique method, which he has been practicing with his students for the third year!" I even got a second wind, he's so cute, if these people knew that he is still the devil. They open their diaries, and look at the computer screen, while I turned on the necessary prepared video. I turned pale with shame. On the record there are intimate relationship. "What is it?" One of the representatives of the Commission stands up and takes off his glasses. I try to explain everything, but they don't want to listen, they just insult me. "Please note, we will complain!"