Lesbian School Teacher Novels & Stories

She's always asking me this question and it's fucking weird. Everyone knows Leo. He's like this super hot male teacher every female student, gay students, and fellow professors are crushing on. He's good looking, tall, pale skin, but definitely not my type. I've never really had a type though, but seeing Chase almost every single day, I can't imagine myself looking at another man around college other than him. " Well no. He's not my type." " Ah. First time I've heard any female teachers say Leo isn't their type. He's pretty hot." Madelyn says and Jade chuckles.

Turning back to the tiny girl once she had schooled her expression into one of stern coldness, Linda arched an eyebrow and asked, "So the only reason you haven't declared your love to my daughter and fucked her until you were both exhausted is that you don't know how?" Jennifer nodded and dropped her head in embarrassment, before replying, "Yes, ma'am." Linda looked the young girl up and down as if undecided about something, then nodded in decision and declared, "Then I will teach you everything you need to know." Jennifer raised her head slightly and peaked up at Linda in confusion. The tiny teen looked like she was about to ask something, but Linda cut her off and declared, "I will teach y

Jessica tried to avoid her but she was persistent in making her regret coming to school that day. "Do you know that a teacher was fired from this school simply because of a kissing scandal? But in your case, it is a lot more than that. A high school teacher who is also a p*rn model. Yet the school chose to accept you in the school again and even promoted you to a permanent position. How unfair!" She exclaimed and a few other staff laughed. What shocked Jessica more was that most of the staff who had congratulated her the previous day were al so among the people laughing at her now.

“What?” She glanced around,no cars, no one close enough to overhear and then asked, “Are you… mainly a lesbian?” A corner of my mouth tugged upward. “Yeah,” I said easily, “at school I am.” She looked curious, almost mischievous now. “Do you… know about the 69 position? We should try it.” Her words caught me off guard. I shot her a side glance, my brow lifting. “If your first lesbian sex was with me, how do you even know you want to try that?”

This new position gave Jasmine the perfect position to lean forward and move her hips back and forth with smoothness. "Fuck you are the sexiest slut teacher in the world," Dana complimented. "Could you imagine if your students had any clue what kind of whore their teacher is? You would have boys forcing you to suck their cocks, you would have girls forcing you between their legs and you would be used as a complete cum bucket. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

Maybe the lust and crazy desire I was seeing in her eyes. I'm Helen, the computer science teacher. And you?" She smiled, extending a hand for a handshake as if she didn't know all this already. I have been introduced to the other teachers before. "Leo. Math teacher. Nice to meet you," I said flatly, forcing a smile that barely formed. My displeasure at seeing her was obvious and I could tell she knew already. I wanted this to get her pissed and angry so she would leave in disappointment, but it doesn't seem to be working.

Harper smiled at me like I’d hung the moon. Jamie snapped their fingers in support. Leah fist pumped. Dani whispered, “Slay.” Then Sienna spoke. “I used to think ‘queer’ fit me better,” she said softly. “But now I think lesbian fits too. Like it doesn’t feel scary anymore.” I nudged her. “Because you have amazing taste in girlfriends.” She snorted so loudly someone dropped a pen. The meeting kept going people sharing stories, tiny wins, and stupid moments. Leah talked about her crush on the girl who works at Smoothie King.

[ A lésbian woman seduces and fúcks her coworker's straight wife to prove a point and ends up enjoying it.] I've been a lésbian for as long as I can remember, and I’ve never hidden it. I fúck women with fire in my veins, and I crave the ones who are deliciously out of reach or secretly off-limits.

A cat-faced old woman? Was that not from some horror movie? I had never let my son watch anything like that. Then I remembered that he hated taking naps. Could it be that one of the teachers made up this “cat-faced old lady” just to scare him into sleeping, and that was why he dreamed about this so-called Miss Never? I immediately sent a private message to Ms. Zinn at that thought. She apologized first, then wrote: [Mrs. Young, I am so sorry about all this, but I can promise you none of our teachers have ever mentioned anything about a cat-faced old lady.]

As the first lesbians to come out in school, Charlene and I were made managers of the apps and events and Eugene supported us too, morally and financially. We resumed going back to school after a week and the whole thing had died down, mostly because everyone was now accepting of the queer gender. I made a mental note to visit Aunt Layla because I missed her, and it had been a long time since I saw her too. There were a lot of things I had to tell her.