It was my Freshman year of high school. New to the staff and faculty, but one faculty member I grew fond of was my Alegabra teacher Mr. Smith. He was about the age of twenty-six was about 5’11” blonde hair, blue eyes built, and was the head coach of
“The Next Morning”
Jean stretched as she felt the sun shining into her face and heard the birds singing
out the window. “One of the best dreams of Greg yet!” Jean whispered.
“What was that dear?” Greg kissed her lips. “Good morning
Jean stretched as she felt the sun shining into her face and heard the birds singing out the
window. “One of the best dreams of Greg yet!” Jean whispered.
“What was that dear?” Greg kissed her lips. “Good morning babe.”
“The time has come my dear. I know you have been wanting this for a long time. It used to drive me crazy during class, when you would stare at my crotch the whole class. I wanted to give you what you wanted so badly. Are you ready, sweetheart?”
Jean smiled and blushed from embarrassment. She removed her hand from the bulge, and stood up. Then she said to him, “Greg…I…I’m a virgin. I was waiting for marriage.” Greg went to say something, but she placed her finger on his lips to qui
It was beautiful August night. Jean, a eighteen year old female, was on her way to get some food at the grocery store. She stood looking through the aisles for soda.
Just then she noticed Mr. Greg Appleton, her 9th grade science teacher. He looke
Matt was late finishing from sports. He ran upstairs to find the changing rooms totally empty. He sat him self down and started to put his clothes on. He didn’t have time to shower. With all of his rushing around he did not notice his sports teache
Sep. 9, 2001- I am starting this journal because well I’m a teacher and I’m showing these little snot nosed students of mine that if I can write a journal in a few minutes then they can too. Uhh!! All I ever hear is Mrs. Gracia we don’t have en
It was a hot August afternoon and the teachers at Rowche High School were getting ready for a new school year. Some more excited than others. Mrs. Eloise Gracia was in her room putting up colorful posters to give her plain white room a more vivid lo
A story about a bad student and the teacher who was bad with him …
It was a Friday afternoon in mid May, and the students in Miss
Newbury’s class were restless with the thought of the coming weekend
and the ever-approaching graduation.
PART 2 of Me and My Teacher?
It was a pretty quiet ride home for the most part. I think Mr. Smith felt a little uncomfortable about the whole situation. He kept breathing deeply and tapping his hand on his door like he was nervous or something.
It was the first day of my Freshman year in High School, and I was lost. I had no idea where I was going or what I was doing. I fortunately stumbled into Mr. Smith (let’s just call him that). He was about 6’1″ with long jet black hair and brown
I was 18 years old. I played basketball for the High school. I had the best grades that anyone could imagine. I had the most beautiful girlfriend, Tracy who had some luscious 38 DDD size tits. On this particular day, I had trouble concentrating in 7t
One evening at 10:30 p.m., after a late night writing, Tatum hung out in the parking lot for her brother to pick her up. She was one of very juniors that owned a car, so she was the only one there. The parking lot was as
Ever since the day I ate out my history teacher, we’ve been fuckin hard ever since. I thought today was our usual day: come to class, fuck her hard for 2 hours then bounce, but that wasn’t the case. She didn’t come alone. She brought her best fri
Lucky me, since I failed my history final I have to do summer school to make it up. I thought I would end up with some asshole that would piss me off all summer; instead I got my original history teacher, whom I will call Jen.
Jen was an Asian Am
Veronica is a bad girl, she knows it, her classmates know it, and god do I know it. She is a little vixen in her short plaid skirt, that barley covers her ass, her high socks, and her supple breasts pouring out of her barely there button down shirt.
As a college student, I have tried on several occasions to prove my professor wrong on assignments and lab work.
After class one evening the professor asked me to stay behind, as he wanted to speak to me about my attitude in class.
Karrie was really nervous when she drove into the parking lot of her new high school. She was a Jr. and here she was starting over again at a different school in a different state. She went to the office, found her home room, and got her schedual. Th