Romance Books Teacher Student Novelas e Histórias

Winter seemed stunned for a moment before she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Caspian.” Her voice was breathy. I hummed, smiling against her lips. “You realize, that you kissed me, in a clean room, with a bunch of books, in the back of a museum. That’s almost as ‘teacher vibe’, as you could get.” Groaning, I shook my head, brushing my nose against hers before I stepped back. “You know how to ruin the mood.” “Wait! I didn’t! I mean…I’m into the whole…teacher…thing…”

"'Jane Eyre'? Really? Isn't this, like, some sappy romance?" "It's a gothic romance, which means there's mystery woven in. Read it." She grinned at me, stepping closer. "So does this mean I can give you homework, too?" "I guess," my pulse shot up as she got closer, "if you're nice to me." "I can be nice." "Yeah?" "Yeah." She lifted my chin for a kiss, and as our lips made contact I totally forgot I was still holding the book, which tumbled out of my hand onto the floor.

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class. Mr Richard’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms. Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest I could tell even without touching,his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “ Make Me Yours Tonight”

" Only in your head. Because in his, apparently, you are already almost engaged. " Why do you say that? " Girlfriend, this is the first time I've seen this teacher being sociable with students. And yesterday he kept looking in your direction. Either you are silly or you are playing dumb. And once again I reflected on how much I missed that was much more noticeable to others. I knew that I was living a sexual and dangerous adventure with a professor, perhaps 15 years older than me. But romantic? A romantic affair, is it? I really needed to stop and think about it coldly.

she amorously admitted. I breathily replied, "I can't believe this is happening, Ms. Adanna..." She grinned happily. "You're a treasure of a student to have, Anthony. You're the only student I've ever done this with and the only one I ever will..." I couldn't help but grin back at her. "I love being the Teacher's Pet," I remarked. I then ramped up the intensity of my rhythm, drawing sharp moans of satisfaction out of us both. "Ohh, don't stop," she pleaded. "Mm...the way you make love to me is so wonderful..."

The glasses twirled and spun, forming intricate patterns in the air before settling back onto the shelf with a soft clink. “That’s incredible, I,” Jonathan said, his voice filled with admiration. “You have truly mastered your powers.” My eyes glowed with a mixture of pride & determination as I smiled. “I’ve had an excellent teacher.” I replied, my voice filled with gratitude. As Jonathan reached out to embrace me, our bodies pressed close together, our lips met in a passionate kiss. The warmth of our love enveloped us, transcending the boundaries of our powers.

Black slacks, bright blue button up shirt and matching heels showed off her slim figure. “No, ma’am. There’s several teachers in my family and I’ve already read these books.” Dean admitted. She did not want to admit that the majority of the teachers in her family were college professors. And she certainly did not want to admit that the deal with Cheryl, Nicole and Jennifer was that for every ‘classic’ that she read, they would provide her with a ‘smut’ book to read. Especially since the current themes that they had been reading were omega-verse and why choose/reverse harems. But seriously, what woman would give up having three or four men pamper her and please her?

“Okay, I will.” Steffy could feel Marie’s sudden relief. ‘Good. Good girl’. “—Ladies and gentlemen, let us all welcome this school year’s classroom officers! A round of applause please.” “Come,” said Steffy as she stood up from her seat. “It’s our time to shine.” ∞≠∞ Steffy could hear Teacher Greg’s erratic breathing as he aggressively slammed his cock to her wet entrance. “You look so hot in that red dress, Miss Rivera. Too bad it’s on the floor now,” the teacher said in between her moans. Chuckling, Steffy pushed her teacher towards the long table behind him and let his backrest on it.

They all share one thing and that is, they're just boys, not men, not like the ones I dream and fantasize about. I want both Professor Wyatt Rooke and Professor Bryce Lockhart. They are real men, strong and in charge, with bodies that make my cock hard just thinking about them. Wyatt with his deep voice and blue eyes that pin you down and Bryce with that smooth charm and thick arms that could hold you down roughly. In my head, they're together, taking me apart, their cocks thick and demanding, filling me up while I beg. It's wrong, so fucking wrong, a student lusting after his teachers like this but that's what makes it burn me more.

We headed to the badminton court at the university where Roman taught. It was clear that Roman hadn't lied; he was indeed a teacher there and quite popular. Every passing student greeted him warmly, especially some daring female students who even posed flirtatiously and threw seductive glances at him.