Kissed A Teacher Novels & Stories

She tilted my face up gently, her thumb brushing across my cheekbone, and looked at me the way no one had ever looked at me before. Then she kissed me. It was soft at first. Just the press of her lips against mine, light and slow, like she was giving me time to pull away. My brain screamed at me to stop. This was my teacher. This was wrong. This was everything I shouldn't be doing. "We shouldn't," I breathed against her mouth, pulling back just slightly. "Hmm." Tina's thumb traced my bottom lip. Her eyes were dark, heavy lidded, certain. "I've seen the way you look at me, Princess. I've seen it for months."

So, we decided to play truth and dare. I was enjoying a lot before my turn. I have to kiss the first person who will enter the canteen. I wish I had chosen the truth. "If a teacher came?" I asked them. The person can be anyone. I'm nervously playing my fingers now. "A dare is a dare. You have to do it." They all said together. "Are you guys insane? I can't kiss a teacher." I denied it, shaking my head. "So that's mean you're a loser, right?"Aakriti said and I frowned at her. She is Vikas's friend and I don't like her.

Taylor started telling them from the beginning. “Yes. Mr Scott replaced our teacher for a week,” Chloe replied. “I submitted the assignments with everyone. But I asked some doubts about the subjects purposefully. Instead of clarifying it, he gave me his phone number. I thought our conversation will be staying on the subjects but it didn’t. We both talked like we know each other. One day, he invited me over to his house. That’s when things get heated. He was teaching me a poem in advance. I was staring at his lips the whole time. When he looked up, I kissed him. I didn’t think it will bring us close. I found love after a long time. If you want to be angry with me. Be it,” she explained everyt

her muffled responses to my internal lashings were building a fire. “June, this is how the teacher kissed me. You want to know how it felt that night. This is what we were doing. Do you feel hot like I do? Do you want my body like I want yours?” “Oh my gud… Oh my gud, this is as good as fuck,” I suddenly whimpered between breaths. “You are making me want to fuck.” My hips were already rolling against the empty air, seeking more contact.

I even looked into my reflection on the building’s glass doors and said, “Chill, Evan. Act normal.” But the second I stepped outside, the smile broke through again, like the sun forcing its way into the crowd. Blake Thatcher kissed me. And it wasn’t a panicked or an accidental kiss like. It was deliberate. Filled with unspoken words and emotions. It didn’t matter that the lights had come on or that we had to snap out of it and pretend to be coworkers again. The part where he said, “I like you, Evan.” kept looping in my brain like a broken record with perfect timing.

He was still in disbelief, he never thought she would do something like this to him. Kathy briefly glanced at the man behind her, before looking at Josh and replying, "Oh, this is Mr Carlos Rodriguez, he is my English teacher." She tried to fool Josh into believing that there was nothing going on between her and the middle aged man, but unbeknownst to her, Josh already knew, as he had already seen her kissing the man.

But I quickly pieced together his intent behind the kiss. “Of course,” I whispered back, forcing a small, awkward smile. Then I nodded at him and walked into the classroom, doing my best to appear unaffected by his kiss on my cheek. “I am Miss Galloway,” the teacher said in a stern voice. She was middle-aged with an almost unyielding posture, as if she’d been carved from stone. She stared at me, a strict expression on her face. Her voice was loud and commanding, leaving no room for argument.

As Arjun kissed me I also kissed him back which made our body react to each other. That girl started to mock more that we are showing our gay love to everyone where we should have been ashamed. We both still didn't separate and keep kissing. As they were laughing the teacher arrived and stopped them saying what's happening here. I was so dense that I did not hear it but Arjun left me and I was still in his embrace grasping for air. The teacher shouted. She is the strictest teacher at this school.

"—is sobbing in the girls' restroom." Something terrible and pleased flared in my chest as a result of that. Good. I shared everything with Chloe. the kiss, the classroom, the cheating. By the time I finished, she was staring at me as though I had admitted to murder. “You kissed your teacher,” she said slowly. “I had no knowledge,” I barked. "He doesn't have the appearance of a teacher." "That is not the defense you might think." I grunted and slammed my forehead on the desk. My life is gone.

It was the same expression he had the other day right before he kissed me. He stepped even closer to me, my feet moved backward with a desperate attempt to create some distance between us. He moved in on me, so close that I could feel his breath fanning my face. I bumped into someone’s desk behind me, tense and hoping he would stop moving on me like a predictor calculating the movement of a prey before pouncing on it. “Killian, will you leave the poor girl alone?” Once more I was startled out of my little world with Killian by the teacher but I was more shocked by the way she spoke to him, no teacher ever speaks to him like that even when he deserves it.