Teacher X Student Fanfic Novels & Stories

Taylor leaned closer, whispering, “I swear, he only looks this good when he knows you’re in the room.” “He doesn’t even notice me.” “He calls on you every damn class.” I bit my straw and peeked at him again. His back was to us. He was scribbling equations like he wasn’t the main character in every inappropriate teacher-student fantasy I’d ever had. And that’s when it happened. “Miss Vanessa.” My heart kicked up a beat.

Shot after shot of his cum floods my pussy, and it's the most overwhelming sensation as my vision returns, and Oak releases my throat, panting above me. At that moment, I know that I've never felt so close, so connected to another human being before. As I look into his hazy, unfocused eyes, I feel my chest ache as I know this can't happen again. Oak is the principal of this school and my teacher. And yet, I want it to happen daily. I never want to leave his bed, as I know this silly fantasy will be over.

I kept watching his lips move, remembering how his hand felt, thinking about how much better his mouth would be. Halfway through the problem his voice got quieter. “I can’t believe I’m doing this. I feel so stupid. This is messed up.” “Yep,” I said proudly. Aiden rubbed his eyes. “We are student and teacher. That is all we will ever be. Nothing more. Get that through your head.” “That’s okay,” I told him. “Hate me while you stroke me next time. Makes it hotter. You can say we’re nothing all you want, but your hand says different.”

“I hear that your stomach is hurting. Let me just prepare something for you. Maybe—” I push at him, but he bars my path. “Do you like me, Teacher? You are still young. I am not averse to having a student-teacher romantic relationship.” I almost gag in disgust. “Are you serious? Stop being a disgusting little shit.” “You are not allowed to insult your student!” “We are not in school and besides, you are also not allowed to make that revolting, vile, sickening—” “Stop! I get it already!” “So? Is your stomach really hurting or not?”

James A story where the student falls for his psychotic teacher who was once a spy. What happens when they end up together after his student steals from him. Or is he gonna fuck him just because he wants the passcode to something important? Or does his psychotic mind derive pleasure in seeing his student in pain? I glared at Tex as he dropped his clothes carelessly. His fingers hovered over the button of his jeans. “What?” I looked from him to the mess he was creating. Tex rolled his eyes.

I can't get away. Jace leans in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "Then you better hurry." Another knock reverberates through the room, and his finger presses on my clitoris, sending shockwaves of sensation coursing through me. "Oh my God!" I gasp, my body betraying my words. "Say it," he demands again, his tone unyielding. I have no choice. "Yes!" I scream, "I want my teacher to fuck me!" In an instant, I’m hauled from the desk, his arm wrapping protectively around my waist, holding me against his chest. "That's a good little student. Keep the stolen exam, and do a good job," he whispers in my ear.

“That’s right, Mr. Zimmer. I got engaged to Layla before she was enrolled. I didn’t want our relationship to make it into the forum, but some people started speculating about us maliciously. So, I need to make things clear to protect my fiancee’s reputation.” He even stressed the word “fiancee.” “Hence, the student-teacher romance is plain ridiculous. She didn’t pull strings to become my teaching assistant. She got it through her own abilities. That’s all. I’m hanging up now.” He then hung up with a sharp snap and did not give Mr. Zimmer a chance to react. Once he put his phone away, he reached out to me as the others watched with their jaws wide open. “Let’s go.” Like a puppet on strings, I

"What else, teacher Damian Almenda, do you think your student needs to get rid of this purported pain and sadness?" Between this heat, his magical touch, his strong pheromones, and my lack of breath, it's quite a hustle to produce any sound, but I am glad he is this close to read my lips. "Why don't we find that out right now, my student?" He softly roars with a raspy and erratic breathing. We both can feel the pounding of our hearts on each other's chests. Similar to how I'm certain my own eyes are doing, his are glowing darker with lust.

"I'm not proud, but one day I went over because I could see he was texting under his desk, and I had one of those lower cut shirts on and leaned over in front of him." "And?" Miranda couldn't help smiling. "Let's just say I could have used the 'my eyes are up here' line." "Cock tease!" "Please, kid like that is banging any girl he wants. He might have looked because boobs are boobs, but he doesn't want a teacher his mother's age." "Cougar, milf, teacher, all go to fantasies for kids his age. So would you?" "Would I what?" "Sleep with him or any student?"

A School teacher having an affair with her student.. Amelia's P.O.V. Amelia squirmed nervously as she sat in her wooden chair, trying to keep a straight face as she faced her students who looked pretty bored and tired from her class.. Only if, only if they knew how sweaty nervous and dripping wet she was right now. Right now she has a boy's tongue eagerly lapping up and down the inside of her wet pussy, his skills strong enough to make her want to cum. Right now everyone of the student is quite oblivious to the fact that one of their classmate was under her desk eating her out. Nobody has an idea that she had her skirts hiked up around her waist. And they definitely didn't know what she was