Teacher X Student Fanfic Novels & Stories

Asked mother Risa "Yes, my friends in class have told me that they won't share the photo more widely" "What do you mean?" Risa mother rounded her eyes "Risa, don't you tell mommy that she's still your student?" "y.. yes mom he is still my student" Risa replied in a barely audible voice "What?!" Risa mother jumped in shock "What is this Risa? What will your students say if they know what you are doing as a teacher like this?, Just three days of teaching there your imaging already looks ugly in their eyes!"

"Where do I fit into your fantasies, Alyssa? What scene could we act out together that could get you as flustered as you are now?" Heat floods my cheeks, but the steady pace of his fingers leaves me too far gone to feel embarrassed. I hum softly, trying to focus. "You'd think it's stupid." He pinches lightly, drawing a gasp from me. "Try me." I close my eyes, letting the fantasy come to life in my mind. "You're a teacher, and I'm your student. College, obviously." His breath hitches, and I can feel him harden beneath me. "Somewhat ethical. Go on."

he tried to scare her. "Tell me I am not afraid of anyone, i love you and i want you that's it" she argued strongly "You have no fear at all. I'm your brother's friend" he said "I don't care" she replied "I am your teacher" he Frustrate "If you have problem from our teacher and student relationship then i will leave this school after that i will not be your student. " "Are you crazy?" His anger "Yes, behind you i am crazy" she Replied

Sure enough… he was. It was so weird to think about. Forgetting everything else, he was my teacher now. He was here, at my school, in my classroom, teaching me. The guy I fell in love with, the guy who I slept with. I felt like I was trapped in some fan-fiction story, like the kinds I used to read online as a younger teenager. You just couldn’t make this stuff up! This was my own ‘’Teacher/ Student Forbidden Romance’’ story with a dash of ‘’Werewolf’’ thrown in for good measure. I just shook my head, not wanting to think about it. As if Toby could sense my gaze on him, he looked over, straight across the field and made eye contact with me. I just looked away quickly, but I knew he had seen m

This drove the young man to the edge and he burst into his teacher. The orgasm Mrs. Singh experienced at that moment was the most intense and Jeff was in heaven. It was the first time to have such sensations. “Jeff, you were the most wonderful student partner I have ever had,” said the teacher and he looked at her with confusion. “Yes, I have had quite a few student lovers before you,” she revealed. “But you are the first one to give me three blasts in a single session,” she continued. “You are even better than my hubby,” she revealed.

I feel so fucking blessed to have her in my life. And now, this woman deserves a reward which only I can give her. Right here. In this classroom. God, my cock throbs even harder just imagining it. Students begin leaving, one by one. She gathers her files and papers into her handbag, forcing her hands to stay steady, pretending nothing is wrong. One student walks up to her, asking a question, and she starts to answer, until I press the button again. Highest setting. Fuck, I love playing with her.

His eyes flicker to the bathroom door again, but those cold eyes are on me again within seconds. “Then please, go find those men. I really don’t care.” He says. “But if you think I’m going to be one of your games… you are sorely mistaken, love.” “I’m not asking you to put a ring on my damn finger, and it’s not like you don’t want this.” I say, looking pointedly at the impressive shaft in his pants. “I already made it clear that from this day forth we’re teacher and student. I am not about to break the trust one has in that position, no matter what, no matter how much either of us wants to.”

"Could you imagine if your students had any clue what kind of whore their teacher is? You would have boys forcing you to suck their cocks, you would have girls forcing you between their legs and you would be used as a complete cum bucket. You would like that, wouldn't you?" Jasmine was riding the cock furiously now, her desire to come all that mattered, and the dirty thoughts of being used by her students only built on her desire to come. "Fuck, yes, I would love to be a teacher slut," Jasmine screamed, verbalizing her naughtiest dirty fantasy, flashes of so many ex-students she would love to submit to...guys and girls...jocks and nerds...she fantasized about them all. "Close to coming, my t

I know I'm not 'normal', I'll never be. "Only for certain people." She pulls me closer to her, forcing my hand to palm her breast. I have this urge to take my hand off, but I don't. I enjoy the burning nausea I'm feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Won't you get in trouble for this? I mean student teacher relationships are not allowed. You could get fired and I could get expelled." I wasn't that cautious when I was shoving my dick down Marcus's throat though. The thought of it makes me tent a little. She sees it and purrs. "If you won't snitch, I don't see how the school board would find out."

"You can do what I taught you." He licked my earlobe. "Ahhh! L-Lucas..." "Teacher. Call me teacher." "Y-Yes. T-Teacher." "If you fail to remember this, I will give you a bad grade." "No. Please don't ahh!" "What do you need to do to get good grades?" "Touch myself like this. Ahhhh!" “When will you do it?” “When I am thinking of you, t-teacher.” “Good. But mine was bigger than one finger. So, you can add one," he said with a smirk. Another finger seamlessly joined the first, skillfully moving in and out of my intimate opening.