Seductive Teacher Novels & Stories

she continued, hardly reacting at all to the teacher's strong words, or the offer that had followed them, "you don't like licking pussy, you don't like going down on girls, you love sucking cock..." "That's right," the teacher said sternly, clearly about to explode in anger once more. "...how do you feel about sucking clit?" "Oh," the teacher replied, sitting down as if the storm had passed, as if she'd never raised her voice at all. "Well, now that you ask - I do love sucking clit."

she said. “I.. I thought you were just being nice. How am I to know you have feelings for me because you drove me to the hospital or called me in class? You are my class teacher for Christ sake.* I said and my head was kinda spinning. “Yes I am your class teacher, but firstly I am a girl and I have feelings, you know? One can't control who one falls in love with." “M..Ma but this is not right." “No it's right, don't look at me as your teacher I am not that old I am only 20 years. My education was really fast."

But yes, I can appreciate men who are good-looking, but I just can’t see myself fangirling over that guy like how the girls in this school fangirl over that teacher who’s a predator. He’s literally 28 years old when he fucked a 16-year-old girl. Who fucking does that? That is just so creepy, and I can’t believe he’s still teaching here as if nothing happened. It also states here that he actually won awards outside the country since he’s a great teacher. What in the world? I concluded that maybe this is one of the reasons why the school doesn’t let this teacher go. He’s a great teacher and it’s a plus that he’s good looking. This teacher attracts some young girls, and that’s really creepy.

“You don’t think Ruggero likes me, for me but simply living out a fantasy?” “Okay, my last year of secondary school back in Italy, I had this teacher.” He licked the back of the spoon before sitting back on her workstation uncaring of the flour everywhere. “She was young, her first year of teaching and she got stuck with a class of boys with far too much experience to still be in school. We tortured her all year long. I whacked off so many times to the notion of her in my bed my hands cramped up. She had these tits which nearly made the buttons on her blouse pop off,” he leaned sideways and looked at her shirt, “like yours actually.” He held her gaze while he licked his spoon clean before re

She begins with a dramatic flare, dropping about four textbooks on her desk. Mrs. Valerie is what you’d call our resident hippie teacher who will allow students to get weed as long as you assure her you’d be using it medicinally. I’m sure all the other teachers disapprove of her. Her incredibly tall stature and elvish looks makes her seem unreal, and it doesn’t help that she likes to dye her pixie hair different shades of the rainbow every new semester.

I smile at him, Jackson looking at me like that is a crazy thought. “I hope he does, Alena; I can’t afford for him to cause a mess and for me to lose customers.” His head shakes slightly. Slowly Jackson pulls up to Seductive Vibrations. I can't help but smile. This place is truly unique. Walking in, Georgina is in amazement, looking around. “It's beautiful, and everyone is dressed.” I can't hold in my laughter at her comment about people being dressed; she seriously looks surprised. “Mr Reeves, it’s great to see you. Your table is this way.” The young woman guides us to our table, leaving us with menus before walking off.

I can't help but laugh at her theory because it's probably true, it is with most other teachers here. I swing open the door to my new English class and glance around the room for my new teacher. "Sweet baby Jesus he is hot!" Lacey gasps. I swear my jaw hit the floor. The sexy specimen sat at the desk at the front of the room was gorgeous. His light brown hair is perfect with his slightly tanned skin. His bottom lip is gently clutched between his teeth as his eyes scan over the computer screen. Black glasses frame his face and I'd be lying if I said they don't make him even more hot. He has neatly trimmed stubble that is the same colour as his hair and to be honest he looks sexy as hell.

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

Then the shapes began to move, and everything changed. Ms. Elena Voss, the strictest and most respected female teacher in the entire school was completely naked, riding Mr. Ramirez hard on the bed. The same Ms. Voss who always walked the hallways with her head high, scolding students for the smallest mistakes, was now moaning loudly as she bounced on him. Her usual neat bun was messy, strands of hair sticking to her flushed face. Her professional blouse hung open, and her skirt was pushed up around her waist. She was grinding down on Mr. Ramirez’s cock with desperate, hungry movements, her breasts bouncing with every thrust.

She's tall, elegant, with long dark wavy hair, full lips, and curves that made even the girls in class stare. She wasn’t young like us, probably in her mid thirties, but she carried herself with so much confidence and sensuality that it was impossible not to notice. Top tier hot. She smiled warmly at the class. “Good morning, everyone. I’m Miss Valentina Rossi, your new class mistress and Chemistry teacher. I’ll also be handling some of your advanced practical sessions.” The class erupted into applause. I didn’t join them. I just watched her. Her eyes scanned the room and suddenly landed on me.