I Kissed My Tutor Novels & Stories

“We should probably get you switched over to me, as soon as we arrive at school. They can’t say no to me. “Okay, I’m officially your new tutor, we start today after school.” She spoke in an excited tone, with a big smile on her face. “How in the hell did you get her to agree?” I asked her, but her smile slowly faded away. She spoke with a softer tone; “I told her that you would be the one to tell her that she is no longer your tutor.” I signed in disbelief. “Hey, I’m willing to tutor you, so you should be able to tell her.” I laughed. “That is very true, I’d do anything for her to not be my tutor. Anything.”

Her juices squirted out suddenly, soaking his shirt and the floor as she came violently, body convulsing on her own desk. She was still shaking when she pulled him up and stroked his throbbing cock. “You did so well, baby,” she whispered, kissing him. “Now I'm going to suck this cock and then we’re going to talk about how we’re going to keep doing this every single week.” Kai was completely lost in her. The tutoring session had officially become something much more dangerous, and he didn’t want it to end.

In order words, I haven't heard of that name. “ Guess that's why she took a walk. Must have had him on standby outside.” “ Dang! That's a deep passionate kiss, Nicki. Tell me where I can get me this kinda man.” I shake my head, turning my attention to the tutor whose gaze I meet, unperturbed. “ Back to what I was saying,” he redirects the class, handing back a phone he must have taken from the student he's returning it to, most probably to see the cause of the commotion.

And yet, he'd never once said he hated it. I never imagined that now, for the sake of his girlfriend, he'd turn around and throw me under the bus. I couldn't take it anymore. I flipped the entire table over, sending food crashing to the floor. I walked over and slapped Shane across the face. "Then stay the hell away from me. You and your girlfriend don't deserve to be in the same room as me!" Amid their shocked cries, I turned and left.

I don’t know anyone who can do me this service. - What do you mean you don't know anyone? And what about me? I can teach you; I don't mind. - Really? - Yes, but it must stay between us. - I understand, Aunt; it will stay between us. - Very well, before I go to bed, I will give you your first lesson: kissing. But you know we need to practice if you want to learn well! - I know, Aunt. I must say my aunt is a beautiful thirty-year-old woman, but one would think she is twenty-five.

My vision blurred as I unlocked the screen. A message. From the lecturer. I hastily clicked it open, my fingers numb. Hey dear, after going through many senior records, your senior will be Kael. He agreed to tutor you. Please feel free to reach out to him. Teaching starts after you’re done with classes. I froze. Kael. The name echoed loudly in my head, drowning out everything else. My heart dropped to my stomach. No. No, no, no. I almost passed out. My entire body began to tremble violently, and the phone slipped from my fingers, hitting the floor with a dull sound. My brain felt knotted, tangled in fear and disbelief.

She snickered, she knows that Carson is in love with her, Carson is one of my friends, I knew him thanks to our dads, I couldn't let her play with him. "I'm sorry but I'm just teaching him, there is nothing wrong with that, his old french tutor got fired for some personal reason, I'm just replacing her." Sophia stepped in, she has a point but I'm still happy that she's actually my french tutor, I didn't forget the bet, to be honest, I will still fuck her and be the last one. That's a promise. "I don't know what you talking about, but the old woman is still his french tuto—oh right, you fucked her!"

I’d heard whispers about sealed sections, underground rooms meant for archives, meetings, and things that weren’t meant to be public. I headed toward the tutor’s office, rehearsing what I’d say, my hand already reaching for the door handle when I heard voices inside. I stopped. At first, I thought I was mistaken. Then I heard a laugh, low, breathless, followed by a sound that left no room for doubt. I stepped back slightly and angled myself so I could see through the narrow gap. The tutor was there, pressed close to one of the girls from my class. The same one who’d spent weeks trying to undermine me, smiling sweetly while spreading rumors behind my back. Her hands were on his shoulders, his

“What am I forgetting?” “Your phone,” I took out her phone from my table and stretched it out to her. As she grabbed it, I pulled her closer and pressed a long kiss on her lips. “You weren't going to leave like that, were you?” I smiled warmly. “You’re such a dork,” she teased. “Well, this dork happens to be your tutor,” I smiled. She shook herself off my grasp and silently crept out of the door. I raked my hands through my hair and walked into my bathroom to take a shower. I just had the second best night of my life and this time, she did not come up with a silly excuse that we needed to stay away from each other.