Hot Math Teacher Novels & Stories

There is a dead mouse stuck in the air conditioning unit during summer, filling the classroom with a foul odor. Henry Hudson, my homeroom teacher, instantly blames it on me, saying I don't shower. He mocks me for reeking of pigs and polluting the air in the classroom since Mom and Dad raise pigs for a living. He even insists that Mom and Dad sell our pigs to buy new air conditioners for the classroom. I flush with shame as I repeatedly insist that I shower every single day, but my classmates still mock me and call me "Stinker Tucker". I am forced to transfer to another school after enduring the endless insults and hostile glares from countless people. Years later, I head a major biophar

Chapter Twenty-Eight. Henry's POV. "Mr Fred, please can you come forward and solve the equation on the board?" The maths teacher called from the front of the classroom. It was a really young woman, maybe in her early thirties. She had a stern look on her face with freckles just beneath her glasses. She wore a black fitted skirt and black flats. Being called to the board to solve equations was the most annoying thing ever. It was like the teacher knew you couldn't do it but they just have the urge to embarrass students.

Even though I wasn't as interested in sports or robotics, I felt relieved that we were talking about something other than girls. I asked the triplets if they knew anything about the teachers at the school, hoping to get some insight into what to expect. Finn said he had heard that Mr. Johnson was the toughest English teacher in the school, but Aiden added that he was fair and always pushed his students to do better. Liam mentioned that Ms. Lee, the science teacher, was known for her fun experiments, and Finn said that he had heard Mr. Patel, the math teacher, was a bit of a hardass.

Ain’t that the time we are horny the most for our mate? “I mated before? Who was it?” “I don’t know. I only have his name. You keep everything about him from me, even when you…” He looks away again. I take a deep sigh. What the hell is my past self-thinking?! Did I just destroy a child’s mentality as his teacher?! “What did I make you do, Theo?” “You let me touch you.” Touch me? F*uck! I am a rotten teacher. “And you orgasmed.” I pale. Somehow, I can imagine a young Theo pleasuring me during my estrus. I hit my head. That is some sexual awakening alright.

Sometimes, he finishes too fast and I have to use my fingers or the dildo. Who wants that for a relationship? Mr Babs locks the door and the rest of the class groans. He chuckles but leaves it closed. It’s his policy to lock the door once he’s in the class. Mr Babs scribbles today’s topic on the board and I open up my textbook to that page. High school maths is pretty easy as long as you can string the formulas in a tune that sticks in your head. So far, I’ve got the hang of that and it’s working for me.

My mate is also the Alpha of my pack and it's annoying because he has so much work, it means that we can't get any sweet moment to ourselves. Finally, the bell rings, I waved my students and sighed after they left the room. I pulled out my phone and looked at it for a while. I became a high school teacher once I graduated, a math teacher to be precise. "Jayla!" A teacher comes in, it's the Italian teacher Enzo. "Hey, Enzo. What's up?" I said putting away the phone.

Maybe I was just too calculating him to the point where I was being a skeptic. The students sauntered outside the room, as I sat still and watched as Sir Richards rubbed his forehead. He was the youngest teacher in Kingsley and it was apparent in his face. He was also the most strict and perfectionist among all of the teachers I’d been having a class with. And most importantly, the most distinct thing that could easily describe him was . . . he’s pretty hot.

"Explain. Now!" Hannah yells as soon as she slams my bedroom door shut. Esme and Mason are downstairs, and as soon as we get the chance to slip away after dinner, Hannah practically shoves me up the stairs. “There’s nothing to explain,” I sigh, sitting down on my bed, but immediately getting up again when Humphrey starts scratching at the door. “Nothing to explain?!” Hannah exclaims, throwing her arms up. “The hottest teacher in school is in your house! And he talked to me! Like a normal human being!”

Miss Joana asked one of the male teachers who had just arrived. "Oh? Who are you?" Miss Joana took off her glasses and looked annoyed at the man in front of her. "I'm a new teacher here. I teach English." "Really? It's no wonder I've never seen you. Oh, let me introduce myself, I’m Bagus, the mathematics teacher." Miss Joana just stared at Mr. Nice's outstretched hand without intending to accept it. Not long after, the bell rang. "Oh I have to teach now. Please move aside, you are blocking my way."

His footsteps approach me, and i grin. "And why, Sinitsina?" I lock the door and unbutton my blouse, showing him my lace bra. He undress me and starts caressing my nipples, and I'm excited to the limit. "One perverted teacher fucked me all night!" "Apparently, my sweet baby wants to have killer sex!" unzips the fly on the trousers and... "Now I'm going to punish the naughty girl so that she can do her homework next time!" he cheekily takes off my skirt and panties, and i allow to eat pussy..