Oregairu Teacher Novels & Stories

Shot after shot of his cum floods my pussy, and it's the most overwhelming sensation as my vision returns, and Oak releases my throat, panting above me. At that moment, I know that I've never felt so close, so connected to another human being before. As I look into his hazy, unfocused eyes, I feel my chest ache as I know this can't happen again. Oak is the principal of this school and my teacher. And yet, I want it to happen daily. I never want to leave his bed, as I know this silly fantasy will be over.

"She is beautiful when we dress her up!! I mean...Not as beautiful as Rin...But good enough for what we need her for. Alright, Kairi for this next month you must listen to all of your teachers and do everything they say got it?" I nod obediently. "Yes, Father..." He smirks and walks away leaving me behind. For the next month, I was taught all kinds of things that I pretty much knew by common sense or by reading. The teachers themselves were impressed with how fast I learned or already knew that they doted on me which made me feel very happy. One teacher in particular really took a liking to me her name is Mrs. Yuri. "Kairi, You're doing so well I think that's enough for today, Do you have an

The room immediately erupted into a murmur. "I'm Mrs. Rivera and this is my daughter. We were told that she's under your advisory." Just then, a tall girl with pixie-cut hair emerged behind the lady. She was already wearing the school uniform of Libangon National High. Teacher Greg glanced at the girl, then they both stared at each other for a moment. The teacher was quite awestruck by the girl's demeanor. She didn’t flinch when he tried to burn her with his inviting glances. 'Funny how my heart flutters when I saw her,' he said in his mind. He immediately shook the idea away.

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."

“You mean you didn’t spend your days lounging around like the rest of us?” “Something like that,” Aria muttered, avoiding the details. The last thing she wanted was to recount everything that had happened with Kai's betrothed. Just remembering the tension at the pack house made her chest tighten. Before Karen could pry further, the classroom door creaked open. Their teacher walked in, carrying a stack of books under her arm. The chatter in the room slowly faded as students settled in their seats. “Good morning, everyone,” she greeted warmly. “Good morning, ma’am!” the class chorused, voices filled with excitement.

I furrow my brows and shake my head averting my eyes to the teacher who had started the lesson. "Hi everyone, welcome to business studies. My name is Miss Morgan and I've been teaching here for quite a while, both of your past teachers have told me that you all should be a pleasure to teach. Now I want to do a little bonding. Were all going to say our names and something about ourselves. Lets start with me, as you know my name is Miss Morgan, other than teaching I own a café with my husband. Next." The attention was passed to a boy, his hair is a brown ginger and I was obsessed! I always wanted to dye my hair that kind of colour but I just know I wont be able to maintain it at all.

When the teachers arrived, the scene before them was something out of a manga: – Yamada rolling on the ground, groaning in pain – Takuto holding up the recorder like a trophy – Rishi and the baseball boys frozen in dynamic victory poses – Misaki furiously backing up the audio – And Daifuku, perched smugly on a rock, licking his paw like a champion Fujita-sensei pushed up his glasses, clearly trying to process what he was seeing. “...Are all graduation trips this… exciting now?”

The atmosphere in the room was icy and hostile, with most teachers showing obvious displeasure. The rector guided Logan to the vacant seat on his right side. "I won't bore you with a long speech, so let's get straight to the point. Everyone, please welcome Mr. Logan Pearce, our new homeroom teacher for Class 3-F. Let's extend our Saintly Woods hospitality and support to him!" Oscar let out an audible snort, clearly displaying his discontent. This marked the first strike against Logan. A stern-looking man with glasses, seated next to Oscar, stood up. "Forgive me for asking, but do you have the qualifications to be an educator? Any prior teaching experience? Perhaps you've published articles o

"Good morning, everyone. Shall we start another fun day with a quick singing session?" "Yes!" echoed in the classroom. "Alright, so who is going to sing first?" asked Oriel. She was the youngest and prettiest teacher in the whole school. That was the reason why all the children loved her and addressed to her as their favorite.

The light breeze swiping through the window brought in a stray pink petal and Iori followed it with her eyes until it landed on her desk in a small twirl. like a well-experienced ballet dancer exhibiting her skills in one masterful last move before bowing to her audience. “You may be excused,” Announced the teacher bringing her attention back to the class. As the teacher left the room the buzz started as everyone started forming groups and joking around with each other. Shun turned around in his seat to face her and she gave him a small smile.