Teacher Facesitting Story Novels & Stories

Four other people were sitting around a large oak table and they all looked older than me but they gave me a small smile when I sat down in the empty chair at the end. The teacher was a woman named Clara who had very bright eyes and she told us that today we were going to write a short story about a character who has to find their way home. She said that home did not have to be a building or a city and that it could be a feeling or a person. She gave us all a fresh piece of paper and a black pen and then she turned on some very quiet music that sounded like water falling over rocks. I looked at the blank page for a long time and I felt the familiar weight in my chest but I decided that I was

"See me before you go, would you? " "Yes, Ma'am. " My shoulders became weak. While the classroom vomited my classmates in fours and fives, Mrs. Ruffalo strode towards the teacher's table and I slowly paced behind like a kid about to be disciplined before his father at school. I could see Victor and Joe waving outside. Those punks. They'll wait for me even though their lives were endangered. "Alex," she called again, this time, damply. "Yes, Ma'am. " "Ummm. " she paused a little "Well, let's get comfortable, " she said gesturing towards a wooden chair for the students, while she sat on hers.

he continued and I sigh, this guy and f*ck ohhh goodness " bring in your b*tches or your wh*res or whatever I don't give a f*ck I just don't want to see them in this hall, you take them to the other hole and that's it" I concluded "yes boss that's for sure" he stood erect with his hand on his forehead. I walked away from them and sat down with my phone while they continued chit-chating "if I see that teacher that is supposed to teach us now he is definitely kneeling down for keeping us waiting this early morning" Karl said in annoyance

She didn't even find anything special in him, of course he was indeed handsome, she disliked him for his actions "I mean what sort of teacher announces a test on his first class!" She thought. "Oh my gosh! Girl did you see that hot lecturer!" Kate said squealing in excitement as she sat next to Natalia "Of course I did, he was just in our class" She rolled her eyes. "He's like a living fairytale.. ouuu he's so dreamy!" Kate squeals louder "Quiet it down kate! Yeah he's cute and all, there's no other special thing about him" Natalia said

Sitting motionless like a robot I relive the previous day like it was just happening. ************************************************************************************* I knock on the door and a slender looking woman raises her head up. “Hi Eve, Don’t just stand there, come on in” the woman in glasses said in the sweetest voice I have ever heard. She sat behind her big mahogany table. This is Mrs. Victoria. She is the head teacher for our results and what not’s. People say she has a good voice because she is always saying bad news to students. It’s either she’s telling you to withdraw from a class or she’s giving you the last warning or you could get expelled because of your had grades o

Sid patted my shoulders and left. I walked into the class and today I didn't take the first seat, instead I decided to sit in teh middle becnches. Those were the crowded benches and I wanted to see whether I am still capable of evacuating such a huge mass. I walked near the third row and slid my ass on the seat. There was utter silence in the class. A few got up and left the seat while other created distance hanging themselves at the corners. I smiled proudly. In a while, the teacher entered the class. What the hell? It was the same teacher from yetserday! He didn't get fired or what? Oh.. I must have a chat about this with my husband. I just dont like this man.

Another thing is that I don’t feel that they are talking to me behind my back and I also don’t feel that they don’t want to be with me. That’s why when we arrived at the close gymnasium, we sat side by side and they let me sit in the middle of them so that even in this way I could talk to them. “I’m excited to finally see the chairman,” said a teacher who, as far as I know, is almost my age. “Are you Ma’am Christine, are you excited too?” I just smiled sparingly. “Not so much.” I admit. In fact, I’d rather be left in the faculty and let my brain rest for a while.

“But Eros , I took my time to make this special seat for you . If you don’t like it or have any problem with it, I will change it to your liking “ said the teacher “Oh no, I appreciate the gesture but you see it is so tall and I don't want to block the view of my colleagues' bedside. I ran into Nina and she almost fell down and that made her late. This is my way of saying sorry “ he sounded so sincere that the ladies in the class began to make puppy dog eyes and whispering words like “Awww” “He is so sweet” “Are they dating?” “He is so romantic “ I bite my lips hoping that my blush is not so obvious as I took the seat and the teacher sighed and continued with the class that only lasted for 2

Not really. Just a face in the hallway. A name that had turned into a story. And now— A memory people claimed to understand. But something about the way they talked about it felt wrong. Too certain. Too confident. Like they were repeating something they’d been told— Not something they actually knew. --- A teacher stepped forward. Cleared their throat. The room shifted. Silence settled in layers, pressing down gently but firmly. “We’re gathered here today,” she began, voice soft, controlled, “to remember someone who meant so much to this school…”

“Thank you, Liam, it was really nice to have you helping me out,“ I offered my sincere gratitude, and his face beamed with smiles before he walked to his seat leaving a faint trace of his scent. “The newbie has already found herself a new guy, “Whispers erupted from my classmates like wildfire the moment I slid onto my chair, resting on my back. I tilted my head back and my breath hitched when I found Wesley sitting right behind me. “What the hell ?“My heart pounded fast, as I stretched my hand into my bag reaching for my books. Before I could say anything the classroom door swung open and the teacher entered. She was a middle-aged lady with a commanding presence.