Teacher Student Romance Novels & Stories

I whispered as I saw it was an entire site dedicated to teacher student fantasies, Richard hadn't been kidding. I looked at the rows of small pictures of the videos and spotting a red head on her knees for her 'student' I clicked it. The video was only a clip and started out in the middle of the action with the teacher already kneeling and sucking on her pupil's huge cock. "Damn." I sighed as I watched her slowly suck while staring up at him. I licked my lips and thought about being in her position very shortly, but then again I wanted to go slow and ease him into it and I was getting paid per lesson.

I've been sitting in my room for the last hour. Trying to understand what just happened with my teacher Mr. Canes. He kissed me, he actually kissed me. There was no one I could talk to about this. Not even my best friend Chris. I couldn't tell anyone. I keep touching my lips. My head could see nothing else but the two of us kissing. I remember him pulling away and just looking at me. He then apologized to me and walked off. He could lose his job over this, but I would never tell. In fact, all I could think of was I wanted to kiss him again. His lips were soft and he was gentle with me. He made my body feel a way that I have never felt before. He is everything in a man I could ever ask for. O

There was flour flying, laughter when she spilled a little wine, and kisses tasting of garlic and onion that were strangely romantic. "You are a terrible student," he joked, wiping a splash of broth from her forehead. "But you are a very, very distracted teacher," she retorted, pulling him in for another kiss. They ate on the sofa, with their feet tangled, feeding each other forkfuls of risotto. The conversation was light, full of future plans. He promised to take her for a drive in his sports car over the weekend. She convinced him to let her read some of his college papers. "You'll think I'm a boring intellectual," she teased, making a face.

“Always yours, professor.” He carried me to the small leather couch in the corner of the office. Laid me down under the golden lights. Climbed over me. Kissed me again—softer now, slower, endless. We stayed tangled—sweaty, spent, glowing. The house stayed quiet around us. The fairy lights burned on. Golden. Steady. Roleplay over. But the claim never ended. Husband and husband. Professor and student for a night. Lovers for life.

************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship. Synopsis A Professor named John Gatchalian is secretly obsessed with his student named Myraquel Gonzaga. Prof. John intentionally dropped Myraquel grades. The only way she can pass and graduate is to have sex with her Professor.

Students get kicked out of universities because of forbidden romances. I don't care what the university higher ups say, what Blake and I have is real. It's more real than any other love that I've had. I know he's been married before, but I'm not his understudy. I thought I was an understudy, but then he bravely came to the dorms and let me take my midterm. If that isn't romantic, then I don't know what is.

“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 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."

Did he really just play with me? What we were doing wasn't right from the beginning. We were forbidden to do intimacy together because he's my teacher and I am his student, but then we continued and agreed to be lovers in bed. I even took pills not to get pregnant because we knew the course of our relationship. Was that just lust? It's just lust. I thought there was love involved. Damn it, Q! You are really stupid when it comes to love. You were fooled before, now you are fooled again.

Through half of our classes, he doesn't even look at me once which should hurt his neck cause I'm at his side but he's not even looked anywhere else asides from his front view and down view. With each class that ends, and the small breaks in between, everyone is talking about Caramel, Kai and I. This is the most cliche thing I've seen in Aeria high since a teacher dated a student! And that itself has never happened! Do you think they'd fight? The nerd and the cute boy? Besides, why her?