Teacher Nsfw Novels & Stories

She arched her brows, standing up too. “What is that?” “Some students are saying you have something with a teacher, but I believe it is not beyond educational purposes. I just want to remind you of the consequence of a teacher and student having any relationship. It is against the rule, and you will be expelled for that. You will hardly have any school enroll you.” She paused and studied my face. “What teacher do they say I have something with?” “I don’t know yet. But please avoid any scandal. It is bad for your parents' careers. If possible, avoid staying in any secluded area with any male teacher.”

A gossip blog picked it up first NaijaGist247 with the headline: “Exclusive: Prominent Lagos Teacher in Alleged Gang Sex Scandal with SS3 Students Parents Demand Arrest” They used stock classroom photos and blurred yearbook style shots of boys in uniforms. No real names, but enough details that anyone at the school could connect the dots. The article quoted “anonymous sources close to the families” talking about “inappropriate physical contact,” “coercion through grades,” and “one student spending nights at the teacher’s flat.” By Sunday evening Channels TV ran a teaser:

Arka stopped his car on the side of the road "I'm serious too. I like you, Nay. Ah more than that, I love you." "Why?" "You ask why? Is it really wrong for me to like you? Is there really a prohibition that teachers can't like their students?" "Yes." "What? Where's that ban from?!" "From me," Crazy, this time Naya is really crazy because she dared to talk to her crazy teacher. "Why? Is it because you don't like me?" Arka asked, trying desperately to control his emotions. "Yes, I don't like you. So it's better if you don't like me either."

Lydia tried not to notice just how perfectly his pale blue broadcloth shirt hugged his well-muscled chest. It was so embarrassing to have such a massive crush on her professor, especially one that had outlasted early hero worship and turned into a raging case of lust that three years had done nothing to dissipate. He didn't wear a wedding ring but that was the extent of her knowledge about his personal life. He was such an old-school gentleman that she knew he would never remotely consider a relationship with a student, even if he was unattached. So she gritted her teeth and squeezed her thighs together, hoping she wouldn't leave a damp spot on her chair.

Bianca, It was nice to meet you today. I realize this was your first time in a school in this capacity, so I thought it might help you to know a few things. Please don't take this as me talking down to you, I liked you upon meeting you today, so take this in the spirit that it's meant to be – helpful. Never, ever cuss when you're at school – unless you are friends (and I mean friends) with the person that you're talking to. I know that your boyfriend was probably an asshole, and if we had been out at a bar, like say, Wet Wanda's, that would be fine, but some of these teachers will chew you up and spit you out. Same with the note from your boyfriend. Don't let him cuss in those again. Smaller

"Even though it's consensual, you know how much trouble she would be in if anyone ever found out," she continued. She shook her head. "It wouldn't just cost her this job, Billy, she would lose her career. No school would ever hire a teacher who has sex with her students--even if you are eighteen." I swallowed and nodded again, but her eyes widened and her hand stopped in the middle of my shaft. "It is consensual, isn't it?" she asked. "You both want it, right? She's not blackmailing you into--"

I was so ready for this. But now what? Just blatantly put a move on him? I stared at his lap top and recalled Richard saying he caught him watching p**n. I looked over my shoulder to make sure Max wasn't already on his way back. I figured he would take his time and try to calm himself down and that was fine with me. I went into his history and scanned through the sites he visited. My eyes lit up on "My First Sex Teacher" and I clicked it. "Oh, you naughty boy." I whispered as I saw it was an entire site dedicated to teacher student fantasies, Richard hadn't been kidding.

The male members of the teaching staff are all staring at me in a way that makes me uncomfortable. It's not nearly as dramatic as they portray it to be in the movies at all. Nobody has ever written messages or signs on my back or shoved cruel items inside my puke-green locker. Neither of those things has ever happened. They don't cough up phlegm while whispering "slut" under their breath, trip me up in the hallway, or participate in any other conduct of the like that I've seen before.

I have also submitted a formal complaint to Ashford Law School. "As for the sexual rumors about me online, I want to clarify seriously that all of them are false. I did not have any improper relationship with a student teacher. That teacher was indeed removed later, but it happened two years afterward during her graduate program. The specific reason involves privacy, so I will not say too much, but it had absolutely nothing to do with me. My high school teachers and classmates can all prove this.

Damn, had she gained ten pounds since leaving the house? “Bad enough you come here flaunting your...condition...and being unmarried.” He shook his head. “That’s not the type of behavior we allow our teachers to have at this school, especially around our students. Our kids are susceptible to things like that, and we can never allow them to be open to that kind of negative influence at their age – especially not from someone they look up to like a teacher should be!” She felt like he has slapped her. "My condition is no concern of yours or anyon—"