روايات وقصص ضمن Yandere Simulator Teachers

Natalia says and unties his hands from her waist Remy took a step back and looked at the girl before him Staring at her thighs which was little exposed in her tight leather skirt Natalia smirks at him as she admired Remy His brown hair just seems to give him that dominant male vibes with an eyebrow slit which made him hella sexy. Looking at him, her mind couldn't help but wander to a particular person's handsome features.. she starts comparing their physical features and realized that her teacher Dane Marcelo is the most handsome man she has ever met, after that she wiped off the thoughts of her annoying teacher out of her head

Rendered speechless, he battled for what to say. " Like seriously?" " Yes, can we continue?" Lexa looked away indifferently and picked up some stones. " Okay," Arnold answered and continued his teachings. After some minutes, they were done, and Lexa was now sweating a little bit. Arnold saw how Lexa was sweating, and he chuckled, " You will get used to it if you practice everyday....." Lexa looked up at him and smiled a little, " Am sure of that and...oh yes, that's reminds me!"

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."

Bright blue eyes and a wide smile. Akira Sanders. I shook my head instantly. I don't know why I thought that but she can definitely not be Ms. OG. She's a goodie two-shoes and a teacher's pet. Everyone's always singing hymns about her in the staff room. I haven't personally met her yet but my eyes seem to be obsessed about her. Wonder who she is? I've never been this obssessed about the women I've dated before but Akira seems different.

that I have avsolutely no clue as to what it means and believe me, it's fucking frustrating. Thankfully, the teacher chooses that time to come in. She is new, or maybe I just haven't seen her before. She looks young, but through the depts of her golden lined eyeballs, somehow I see that she is not that young. The air surrounding her exudes wisdom and don't ask me how u can tell. "Good day class. I am Doctor Carla Manderly, A Lykae Therapist, but unfortunately I will be your new Lykae history teacher from now on."

a voice said from behind me, I turned to look and it was Tamara "man fuck you" "not in a million years limp dick bitch" "bitch-" "alright Tyler get to class before I write you up for profanity and ladies come in and take your seats" Ms. Simmons said while walking into the hallway Tyler sucked his teeth then started walking down the hall. Tamara and I walked into the class "Thanks" I said once we were both seated "no problem" she said smiling

"Aeliana, go do it. It's better than ignoring him. He's our professor after all," "Unfortunately, you mean," I said, sighing. "Hey, shut up!" Abigail whined. "Mr. Antonio is the absolute best!" "You only say that because you have the hots for him!" Leah snapped at her again. "You're not rational at all!" "Hey! I'm serious!! He's like an amazing teacher!" Abigail protested. "Aeliana, just do it!" Leah said, completely ignoring Abigail. "Oh god..." I muttered. "FINE! I'LL DO IT!" I yelled in frustration.

A person older than her, her mind reminded; A teacher. Realization dawned on her as she walked down the stairs to Reid's desk. She had sexually touched a teacher. Dreamed naughty things about his lips on hers, his fingers dancing on her skin. His big intimidating manhood in her. Maya brought her thighs together as her arousal made itself known.

I heaved a sigh of relief when Aiden left me and sat down. “You. Why are you still standing?” The teacher asked. I realized he was talking to me. “Oh, uhm…” “She’s new,” the blond girl that had warned me of Aiden said. She stood up and led me to the only other empty seat in the class which was two rows in front of the Aiden’s row. “Welcome to Summer Valley High,” the teacher said coldly. He was probably not paid enough. ***

A strange, warm ache blossoms in my chest, and I look away before he can see me smile. A woman in her thirties steps to the front of the room, herding the group’s attention. “Welcome, everyone. Today is all about the basics of soothing. Your simulators are programmed to react to touch, hunger, and positioning. The goal is to feed them and keep them quiet. Good luck.” “Sounds simple enough,” Nero says, sitting up straight and squaring his shoulders as if he were entering a boardroom negotiation. “Right,” I suppress a giggle. “Do you want to start first?”