I Had a Crush On My Teacher

Maybe it's more like half-crush, half-respect. My WH teacher is in his forties now. I've never really been attracted to older men, but he was special. At first I hated him; he seemed strict, and I didn't like WH anyway. But the way he...

First time I saw him he was tall, blue eyes, short brown hair, and a wicked body. I couldn't help but look. I was in grade 11... he taught science. He was the sweetest guy I've ever met. Nothing weird or sexual just us talking and...

Well I started out my Freshman year of high school. I was very involved in band. All of a sudden my band teacher dropped out. Since it was the middle of the year, we needed a new teacher ASAP. We had tryouts and we found an amazing band...

I had a crush on a few at college and university... but it never would have gone to much... other than a crush. They were married!! LOL but I have the capacity to fall for authority figures .... and I have usually been likable in class...

i'm 15 years old and i have a crush on my teacher.  He's around 30'sand he's my ancient study teacher.  He's new in school this year and i like to see him around.  It's not normal for me and people in my country to have a...

Well, back in the late 60s, just moved from New Mexico to Missouri, from a school where I knew every student from 1st through 12th grade to a school whose 11th grade class was bigger than all the grades back in NM, I fell madly head...

He was so sexy! I gave him such a hard time, wish he would have given me one. *wink wink* lol. But he was married...boo...and he moved, *sob*.

When I found out that we had a new science teacher I diden't really care.Science was 'ok', atleast it wasen't math. But when he came into the room for the fiirst time I looked foward to science alot more. He was tall and sexy, good body...

My crush was with my calculus teacher. I could never concentrate in her class.

Mr v we call him. Just another guy? Maybe. He's a whole different man outside of school. He's witty and charming without even knowing. The perfect hair to run my fingers through. It's so wrong, but i can barely contain myself.

I was in the seventh grade and had a geo teacher... I don't know how old he was. probably late twenties or early thirties. I accidentally went into his classroom for homeroom-wrong class. Before i left the room i glanced at the teacher...

Sitting alone in the bed of my hotel room ... naked, in between the sheets... Can't seem to help but wonder what it would have been like if you were here with me... wrapped in my arms... the soft touch of your hair caressing my face...

Its the touch of your lips on my bosom,
and you looking into my eyes through to my soul.
Its the caress of your fingers about my derriere,
and you holding my hand to forge a whole.