Novel & Cerita Teacher Facesitting Story

Wendy called holding her books close to her chest as I stared up at her “Huh!” “Does anything seem to be the problem?” She asked and I shook my head negatively “Not at all” I sighed “She’s still replaying the kiss in her head” a student from the corner of the room stated and the entire class burst into laughter, I rolled my eyes and kept my head down. “Let’s try not to get distracted” the teacher took a last look at me before going back to the front of the class.

Fable—the woman who had so much to say about the structural integrity of my household. I could see the immediate discomfort radiating off her as she stepped into the room. She was pale, her fingers twisting nervously at the hem of her cardigan. I stayed seated, maintaining a calm, pleasant expression. I wasn't here to scream or cause a scene; I was here to dismantle a narrative. "Please, sit down," I said, gesturing to the chair across from me. I glanced at the Vice Principal. "If you could give us a minute alone?" Once the door clicked shut, the silence in the office became heavy. I let it stretch for a moment, watching the young teacher struggle to find her composure.

"Take your seats, we’ll get started in just a moment." Blake and I walked to an empty row near the back of the class. He sat down quickly, making himself comfortable, and I followed his lead, sitting next to him. I could feel the eyes of a few students on me, but I tried to ignore it and focus on the teacher. "Today, we’re going to be discussing a piece of classic literature," the teacher continued. "I’m Mrs. Carter, by the way. I know some of you are new, so if you need any help, feel free to ask."

I let out a long sigh before walking over to the chair and sitting on it. As the class started, I tried to engage myself in the lesson, pushing thoughts of the encounter and the lingering presence of my mate from my mind. But fate seemed to have other plans, just as I started to relax and listen to the beautiful teacher. The chair I was seated in betrayed me, collapsing with a loud thud, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself sprawled on the floor, my books scattered around me. Loud laughter exploded from the class, mocking me as I lay on the floor, feeling a pain in my buttocks.

I could tell the teacher was not very pleased, that we barely made it to class, before becoming late. “Go sit in one of the empty seat.” The teacher told us, returning back to the whiteboard up front. Thor grabbed my hand and lead us to the only empty seats. I sat in front of him, while he was at the desk right behind me. I noticed that most of the girls were drooling over Thor. I felt a growl escape my chest. I didn’t think I growled that load, but I could hear Thor chuckle behind me. The teacher looked up at us.

But Adam was looking around like a lost puppy. "So we are supposed to paint a man sitting on a chair?" Adam asks as he inches his chair closer to me. Boy was he in for a suprise. "Ok, I'll give you a moment to get ready. I'll be right back." The teacher says as he walks out and the model gets up , puts one of his its legs on the chair takes the robe off then strikes a pose as I turn Adams face forward. "Wow, what in the fresh hell is this?" Adam asks as he gets up but I pull him down rather quickly as people turn to look at us.

Sati, " you can take your leave, Mr. Sati, I'm all good from here. I'll manage. Thanks once again " " It's my pleasure Ms. and if you need anything, I'm just a call away," he said before turning on his heels and making his way out of the class while those two men stood out of the class on each side of the door making me sigh heavily. Soon the teacher made his way into the class after sharing some words with my guards. As we all took our seats after greeting him he looked at me before giving me a nod and starting the lecture. Three hours later:-

another voice said, after shoving a student off her seat. "Heyyyy!" The teacher just walked out of the class. “They don’t pay me enough for this shit” he said. The whole class was now locked in conundrum. Everybody was vying for a spot to seat next to this Aphrodite, but one by one, they were all shut down politely but firmly. "No thank you. I don't like sitting in front. I'd much rather be a little forward. I'm claustrophobic." Whose heart didn't she break after just a couple minutes in class.

, I let out, placing my hand on top of his showing my support. Nick puts his hand on top of mine and offers me a smile while he softly squeezes my hand, “Thank you”, he says as he stands up, placing his mug in the sink and walking out of the teachers' lounge. In the meantime, everyone was very quiet, and I look around to see all of them looking at me. Did I spill tea down my shirt? I look down, but I am clean. I shrug my shoulders and leave my mug in the sink, and walk to my classroom. I get all of my stuff ready for the next class after lunch and sit waiting for my students, but no one arrives. Why are they all late?

well I am very young . -Kris where were you girl? did you take long to enter the room? -I'm in the same place that you left me sitting for hours, well you managed to see the new teacher... -No sign of him... -hum I think I saw him when he arrived at school?... - seriously kris?... -yes I was sitting there the bell rang I got up just in the hour he passed and ran over me...He is very beautiful, but I don't know if he himself, you know, hopefully, he is not, he is too beautiful to be a teacher...