Hey friends, get ready for a wild ride! This story isn’t your usual classroom drama—it’s a jaw-dropping tale of secrets, scandal, and surprising twists. Here a seemingly perfect educator shakes up a high school with his unconventional methods and hidden motives. From suspicious principals to rebellious students, every character adds a layer of intrigue to this unforgettable story. So, prepare for a narrative that will keep you on the edge of your seat from start to finish. Let’s jump in!
The Biology Teacher – Teacher Sex Story
Imagine starting a new school year with a teacher who’s unlike anyone you’ve ever met. That’s exactly what happened when Mr. Rogers became the new biology teacher at this high school. He wasn’t just any teacher—he had charm, wit, and a way with students that turned the whole school upside down. Beneath this wave of academic enthusiasm was something much more sinister, something the principal couldn’t quite put his finger on. The reality was more shocking than everybody could ever imagine.
Author: Benji The Writer
Episode 1 : The Mysterious Popularity
The principal had grown suspicious of the new biology teacher as a wave of unnatural revival swept across the school.
Since Rogers, the new biology teacher debuted, unprecedented changes surfaced in the school’s horizon.
Revival sprung in the world of science igniting an insurrection against art and it’s practitioners.
Art students, especially the females, decamped from art classes, pitching tents with science students.
Biology teachers have all been reputable for being wicked by students as majority of the teachers teaching the subject were no nonsense personalities, ready to discipline students who dared to cross the line.
Mr Rogers was different from other biology teachers, his presence wasn’t intimidating yet commanding. He was loved by all the students in so much that students from junior classes registered for extra moral classes.
The principal battled with his self imposed believe that the love Rogers received from students, especially the females, was a gape.
Whenever he harboured the thought, his heart betrayed him, playing a tug war.
Driven by curiosity,he decided to investigate the matter. His investigative efforts was futile, plunging him into bewilderment.
Not satisfied,the principal regularly sneaked in, intercepting Rogers classes, but whenever he did, there was nothing to query as students sat up straight, paying undivided attention to the day’s lesson.
Many students classified as dummi€s took a U-turn,their grades increased from mere average to something recommendable.
Unable to pin the biology teacher to a crime, the principal dismissed his guts, dubbing the love between the biology teacher and the students agape, after all Mr Rogers was handsome, sound,witty in words and great in humour.
‘Okay everyone,in our next class we will be be treating the topic reproduction ‘.
‘The class would be practical as always, but remember to come with your su¢ks[ a coded name for the word [ ¢0nd0m] have a great day everyone ‘ said the teacher leaving with his bag.
“Have a great day sir ‘the students chorused, stacking their books into their bags, leaving the classroom in pairs of two and groups of three’s. To be continued.
Q: What do you think the teacher meant by saying the next class would be practical?
And how did he cover his tracks so well that he never got caught? We’ll find out in the next episode.
Episode 2 : Investigation and Shocking Discovery
The class was thrown into Pandemonium, students hastily navigated the classroom, fixing themselves on their seats. The class then went silent that the sound of a dropping pin would be audible to all seated in the room as the principal graced the [SS2] senior secondary two block.
” What do you have now? He asked, walking into the classroom.
“It’s the free period sir” echoed the students in one voice.
Offended by their response, the principal unleashed his wrath on the entire class, causing many students to whine in pain, especially the females.
‘In school no period is free, every moment should be invested in, but instead of opening your books to read you indulge in noise making, turning the class into a psychiatric hospital, are you guys m@d? Screamed the principal.
‘In my days,we lacked electricity in the village yet we earnestly contended and strived for a better tomorrow’
‘I remember when taking my final exams in secondary school,it was in the night and I was out of candles. With no money to purchase a candle,I sat a my father’s balcony holding my exercise book, earnestly awaiting the flash of lighting. immediately it flashed,I crammed three pages of my exercise book’.
“Apostle must hear of this! Said a masculine voice from behind, trying to be funny.
The class burst into laughter which ignited a taste for discipline in the principal’s heart.
“Who said that? He screamed.
The class went silent, but as the principal proposed a mass punishment,the culprit was identified.
Filled with indignation, the principal simultaneously landed three articulate stripes in one strike to Ejike, the boy who dared to interrupt his speech and make light of the motivation he was dishing out.
After a long day of enacting punishment, the principal was exhausted and retired to his office to rest, observing a form of meditation to calm his mind and regain strength.
His peace was abruptly intercepted by the banging pressure he heard accompanied by soft m0@ns coming for the biology lab which was adjacent his office.
Knowing well that the sounds he heard was similar to that his wife produced in the bedroom, he left his office to investigate the ongoing activity in the biology class.
The biology class was practical as Mr Rogers promised. The class was packed with boys who came prepared to rock the girls. After a brief explanation of the topic “reproduction, the practical commenced.
The girls p@ntlessly positioned and selected boys with healthy m@nhood stood behind, wore a ¢0ndom ready for action. On the teacher’s command, the class turned into a s3x party.
The innocence of many students died that day as the sodomic spirit took over the class atmosphere. Girls challenged each other to see who could take on more boys without getting tired.
A girl named precious emerged the winner of the competition as she was the last standing after having seven different males rock her pu$$¥ as a stretch.
The class cheered in amazement as the boys back down from competing and precious emerging victorious.
As the abomination continued, the principal who had been prying from a distance, walked into the classroom and the unexpected happened.
Q: What did you think happened as the principal walked in?
Episode 3 : Scandalous Actions in Biology Class
Seeing the principal, Mr Rogers, the biology teacher stationed frozen in fear mumbling incoherently trying to put up with an excuse.
The principal snubbed his existence and called out his first victim.
‘Amaka, come forward! He called.
Amaka sluggishly planted steps advancing towards the principal. The entire class watched in awe as the principal named his first victim.
‘Face the board and touch your toes’ He commanded.
Knowing that putting up with such a posture would leave her v!rg!n@ exposed to the entire class, Amaka requested a scarf from a friend, strapping it round her waist to conceal her priv@te p@rt when stooping low.
‘what’s the meaning of this? Before I walked in you were p@ntless, why hiding now? On the count of three, take off that scarf before I decend on you! He queried.
Amaka was reluctant at first, but as the principal relentlessly barked out threats, she bowed to pressure and did as commanded.
Amaka faced the board, bent over, touching her toes. Her short skirt made it easy for all eyes to see through.
The spot was bushy and creamy, causing the boys including the principal to salivate as they were driven dirty by imagination. S3xual arous@l heightened as Amaka the most beautiful girl in the school bent over.
The principal had longed for a day like this with Amaka, but abstained due to his inability to communicate message, fearing he might lose respect in the face of his pupils, when the news spreads.
The spectating students watched, expecting the principal to discipline Amaka, but their thoughts turned in the opposite direction as they were struck in awe as their disciplinarian principal threw his dignity out the window, grabbing Amaka by the waist and began rocking her.
‘Sir please stop, I can’t have a man twice my father’s age! Said Amaka, struggling to evade the principal’s grip.
The principal ignored her pleas and kept the momentum going. All attempt to elude the principal’s grip was futile, as he got her locked tight in his arsenal, like a lion holding fast to an antelope when enacting the k!$$ of death.
Amaka, though not a virgin, began bleeding as her virgin@ got stretched beyond it elasticity by the principal’s seven inches d!¢k.
Fearing the situation might worsen, precious came forward pleading to be substituted for Amaka, as she felt pity for the poor girl since no one stood up to the principal.
‘ you want to take her place? Very well’ Said the principal letting go of Amaka and getting hold of precious.
The tide quickly turned as precious took the lead, dominating the play. The pupils in the principal’s eyes dilated as precious gave him a head.
‘ oh baby, finish me, take me to cloud nine, make me sweat, make me water, make me lose my breath’ m0@ned the principal as precious energetically su¢ked his seven inches d!¢k, giving him an unforgettable header with no sign of abating.
” Wow, our principal vibes to water by Tyler, miracles never cease to happen in this country! Said a student.
“Precious” “precious” ” precious” the class cheered as she kept the momentum going.
The day ended with an unprecedented turn out of event as the principal’s wife made an impromptu visit to her husband.
After failing to find him in his office, she asked a teacher who said he saw him go into the biology lab. She thanked him, approaching the lab with long strides to meet her husband.
The principal was still busy in cloud nine when his wife walked into the classroom.
Episode 4 : Uncovers the Truth
Walking into the classroom, she stationed momentarily incapacitated like one struck by lightening. She could not believe that her husband, a preacher of dignity and integrity stoop low indulging in such an abominable act.
A brief moment of silence was observed, then came the outburst. ‘ you animal, how dare you! She screamed, rushing to deal her husband a fetal blow.
He caught her hand mid air and made utterances in a language known only to him, dishing out commands saying ‘ Return home and remember nothing ‘
As soon as he made an end to speaking, his wife turned, took a redress heading to the door. She got into her car and drove away like one under the influence of hypnosis.
‘I guess he’s got the whole school spellbound by his enchantment, that explains why no one has dared to speak against him. I will expose him, he won’t get away with his hideous crimes! She thought.
As she sank into thought, she was abruptly interrupted by the principal’s voice calling from the front of the classroom.
‘Ada come forward, it’s time I eat your honey pot’ he said pointing fingers to Ada, licking his lips like a predator spotting it prey.
‘ God forbid I get down with you, I am a child of God and a born again Christian, I will never sin against my body. Others may, I cannot’ said Ada with an animated face.
‘Look young woman, your God may exist outside the confinement of the school compound, so long as you are in my territory, you will do as I say. Now submit your butt or face the consequence! He screamed.
‘I won’t let this slide, I’m telling my dad and he will see to it that you rot in jail ! Said Ada, stacking her books into her bad before nonchalantly storming out of the biology lab.
The principal followed suite, warning Ada that her actions would be rewarded with cruel retribution. Ada snubbed and left the school compound’
Seeing Ada’s seriousness, the principal knew she meant every utterance she made. Terrified, he got into his car zooming off. On getting home, he rushed into the house and into his secret chambers to conjure up the spirit of Ada to silence her before she says a word to anyone.
Will Ada succeed in exposing the principal? Or would she pay with her life?
Episode 5 : Defiance and Downfall
‘As a child of God and a true daughter of zion, you shouldn’t have been in the lab watching sinners play, you have sinned against your eyes doing so ‘ said Ada’s Godmother reprimanding her.
‘Godmother,we were forced into the lab ‘ replied Ada in her defence.
‘Ada my daughter,no man is pushed against his will expcept he bows to pressure. Ada you have sinned, you need cleansing! She said.
‘Reverend mother, we all have sinned,we both need cleansing! Ada mumbled.
‘What do you mean by we both need cleansing? I’m spotless,with as snow and pure as wool’ she replied.
‘Being spotless,white as snow and pure as wool, doesn’t correspond with the fact that you and father Michael made out in the sanctuary after midnight prayers. We both need cleansing, none is perfect! Ada fired.
Her Godmother,stricken by Ada’s words went silent. The words cut deep, piercing the very dividing of the soul, simultaneously cementing guilty,shock and bewilderment on the table of her heart. She had been bursted. The crime committed in the dark was coming to light.
‘Ada my child I’m sorry, you know the flesh is tempting and the devil decieving, I’m sorry for letting you down, please don’t snitch on me, I’ll make it up to you,I promise’ she pleaded.
‘You did not let me down, because I never modeled you! If there’s anyone you should make it up to, it’s your God. Ask for forgiveness and stop blaming the innocent devil,it’s unfair. Everything isn’t his fault, it’s yours! Ada retorted.
Fist clutched, she stormed out of the cathedral exasperated by her Godmother’s self righteous attitude.
‘I blame myself from seeking validation from a clown ‘ said Ada, struggling to put her mind at ease.
‘oh God, I’m so sorry,I never meant to stand up to my Godmother or be the devil’s advocate’ prayed Ada, repenting of her actions after battling with guilty conscience which nearly swallowed her sanity.
The principal’s had failed in summoning Ada’s spirit as each attempt hit a hard rock.
Ada,though not a fervent christian, nor an earnest contender of the faith, was shielded by God’s mercy, for defying the principal and defending his name in the midst of sodomites,not fearing the principal’s wrath.
The principal was charged to court, tried and found guilty. He sought a way out by attempting to bribe the judge, but failed woefully as the judge adhered to code of conduct, stating that justice must be served.
He was sentenced to life imprisonment with hard labour, for s3xual abuse and other crimes which came to light as the trial progressed.
Such as being the mastermind behind the assassination of two staff workers who sued him for withholding their monthly salary without a reasonable cause.
Mr Rogers the biology teacher had premonitioned the turn out of this event and fled before the police could lay hands on him. He was dubbed wanted and dreaded by the police, and other security agencies.
However, with the help of a plastic surgeon, he was able to blend into the society like a snake in green grasses after shedding it’s skin. He adopted a new identity and went by the name pretty boy, before fate caught up with him.
Q: What does fate have install for Mr Rogers the biology teacher, who now goes by the name pretty boy, and how will karma catch up with him?
Episode 6 : Escape and New Identity
“Pull out! Pull out! Before you shift my womb!
Screamed Fatima, fleeing the apartment n@ked, gasping for air as she struggled with strapping a wrapper over her body.
‘I’m not yet done, come back for the last round’ he said.
‘You better leave my apartment before I call the cops on you ‘she threatened from a distance.
‘The cops? I’m just doing the job I was paid for, now come back here for the last round!
‘You’re beyond cr@zy, imagine the width and depth you’ve just created in my pu$$y all in the name of doing a good job, and still you have the guts to call me back for a last round? Screamed Fatima.
Fatima was a house wife living in the city. She had grown lonely and boredom drove her crazy as she greatly affected by the absence of her husband’s touch, after he was deployed to a neighbouring country on a peace keeping mission. She missed the moment she had with her husband.
The cuddling, ki$$ing and bre@st fondeling. The absence of these ignited a spark and craving for the good old times.
To evade boredom, Fatima made use of a vibrator to satisfy her s3xual cravings and made it a form of consolation for not cheating on her husband with another man.
The progression of time brought a change of appetite. The vibrator she once cherished was dubbed nothing but a lifeless tool used for m@sturb@tion as it lacked emotional connection.
In the quest of attaining s3xual satisfaction,
Fatima took to the life of a sugar mummy, paying young boys to get the job done but each and everyone of them lacked the tenacity to help her climax.
One day, while aimlessly scrolling through the web, she stumbled on the page of an online influencer dubbed pretty boy.
He was young, handsome, and of a small stature. Fatima was curious to decipher why pretty boy received much appraisal from fans despite being talentless.
Scrolling through his page, she stumbled on a post, reading ” for booking and s3xual satisfaction, kindly message this number on Whatsapp”
She sent a message, and a reply came in the space of an hour.
Pretty boy was simply a p0rnstar, disguised as a content creator. The money he flaunted and lavished lifestyle he lived were all sponsored by sugar mummies who hired him to satisfy the s3xual cravings.
Fatima was curious and willing to try. She booked pretty boy to see if he was worth the appraisal he got or the recommendations were fallacies.
Her husband’s absence meant she had plenty of time on her hands to cheat, which she did. But of all the men she hired, none was as resilient and power as pretty boy in bedroom matters.
He rocked Fatima in so much that she reached her climax, ¢umming time without number. After hours of relentlessly banging, Fatima was stunned to see pretty boy tear open a new packet of ¢0nd0m.
His seven inches p£ni$ stood erect like it had not been working for hours. Pretty boy’s energy was renewed and he rocked Fatima till she almost passed out.
It was then reality dawned on her that she had to flee, or risk private part expansion or a possible fainting.
Episode 7 : Pretty Boy and Fatima
Fatima momentarily paused, taking a redress from agitating, as a light bulb reflection popped in her head.
‘My husband is absent and even when present, has no Impact,so are the men I hired. whereas,Pretty boy’s energy is topnotch. It’s better I go in there and have a memorabilia as men with such energy are hard to come by’ she thought, walking back into the apartment for another round.
Pretty boy got hold of Fatima, pulled her close to cover the distance, and commenced the next section by k!$$ing around her neck, lips, $u¢king and f0ndel!ng with her n!pples.
The tickling sensation drove Fatima crazy, making her m0@n prior to the commencement of the real deal.
Fearing she might elude his grip and flee for a second time,he held tight onto her wrist, making her face the wall and r0cked her d0gg!e style.
As the rough riding progressed,he caught a glimpse of his old life as it flashed in his mind eye.
He remembered his days as a biology teacher, earning a good salary,with access to the best girls before things fell apart.
The flash back plunged his heart into depression in which expression came by hitting Fatima was a different energy,in a quest to evade depression and ease tension.
‘Ouch, Ouch, ooh, easy, ouch’ m0@ned Fatima as pretty boy struck with a different energy, which tripled the former.
The fading light of the morning star was a testament to a progression in time. After an hour of relentlessly banging, the two laid beside each other on the bed with smiles plastered across their faces,as a wave of fulfilment swept across their heart.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and a thick baritone voice calling. Fatima trembled as she recognized the voice.
‘ Make haste,hid yourself in the bathtub,my husband is back! Said Fatima to pretty boy.
‘ Hi love, I’m back ‘ said her husband to Fatima as she stationed, welcoming him with an animated face.
‘ is there a problem ‘ He asked, noticing the restlessness in Fatima’s spirit.
‘ it’s nothing, i wasn’t expecting you! Fatima replied.
‘ it seems you’re hiding something? Said Tope, instinctively picking on a scent.
‘ what do you mean? She replied.
Tope, Fatima’s husband was still in his military regalia. He reached for his pistol gun, dangling around the military belt strapped around his waist. He then conducted a search for the intruder, navigating every crook and cranny of the room except for the restroom.
Finding no one, his heart grieved fearing he had falsely accused his wife. He was about tendering an apology when a voice ministered in the chambers of his heart saying ” check the bathroom”.
Acting on the impulse,he proceeded to search the bathroom. Fatima tried to stop him but he pushed her aside and made his way in.
Tope’s heart swelled in indignation as he locked eyes with pretty boy hiding behind the bathtub.
Fearing his life was in danger after catching a glimpse of the gun in the hands of Fatima’s husband, pretty boy went on his knees, mumbling incoherently while making pleading gestures. Pretty boy’s pleas fell on deaf ears, and the unexpected happened. To continued.
Q: What do you think happened? Will Fatima’s husband kill pretty boy?
Episode 8 : Betrayal and Revenge
‘ Young man, what brings you to my house? Asked Tope.
‘ I came to warm the engine’ He replied.
‘ what engine?.you think this some joke? Screamed Tope,gifting pretty boy a resounding slap which blurred his vision for a moment.
‘ please don’t kill me,I never knew she was married! He pleaded.
Tope filled with indignation,ignored pretty boy’s pleas for mercy and unleashed all the frustration he faced while on the peace keeping mission.
Pretty boy’s face was messed up by Tope’s knuckles which were hardened by years of intensive training and experience on the battle field.
As the manhandling continued, pretty boy’s survival instinct kicked in. Upon realizing that Tope was nothing but a man in a military uniform,he stood up to defend himself but was shortly overpowered by Tope who spent half of his life battling insurgence.
Tope pinned pretty boy to the ground, with his grip fastened on his neck,in an attempt to strangle him.
Fatima who stood tearfully watching grew concerned,knowing her husband was out to kill. Confused, she pick up the follower vase lying in the corner of the room, hitting Tope on the head.
Tope loosened his grip off pretty boy’s neck and laid on the ground besides him unconscious.
Fatima was frightened thinking she had killed her husband, but after checking his pulse, she was relieved to know his was alive.The two swiftly fled the house befofe the angry lion regained consciousness.
Fatima momentarily painted a picture of pitching tents with pretty boy on the canvas of her heart. Believing that he would consider her for the stance she took against her husband.
But her thoughts turned in the opposite direction as pretty boy vehemently rejected the idea, blaming Fatima for putting his life in jeopardy. Fatima,heart broken, disappeared into the night, vowing revenge.
‘I will deal with you when you least expect! Said Fatima, snapping her fingers before disappearing into the cover of darkness.
It took pretty boy weeks to recover from the beating he received from Fatima’s husband.
One day, while he laid on his bed,still in the recovery process, his phone chimed. It was the surgeon texting,threatening to expose pretty boy’s real identity if he wasn’t paid a certain amount as he was in the midst of financial crisis.
Although disturbed, pretty boy remained mute and did not respond to the message.
‘If I give him the money, he will keep the threat going whenever he needs the bag,so it’s better I exterminate him from the earth’s surface to remain in the safe zone’ he thought, fixing his gaze on the ceiling.
Convinced that exterminating the surgeon was the best thing to do, pretty boy made contacts and the surgeon was assassinated.
However, before embarking on the journey of threatening pretty boy, the surgeon had told his brother about pretty boy, Incase anything happened to him.
The surgeon’s brother, greatly affected by his brother’s death,vowed no retreat till he sends pretty boy to the after life.
He then exposed pretty boy’s real identity and the police followed suite and pretty boy was on the run.
Episode 9 : Final Reckoning
The media was set ablaze by the exposition of pretty boy’s identity. His online audience were depressed as they came to the comprehension that the name pretty boy was a facade used to conceal his identity, Mr Rogers.
In an effort to flush out pretty boy from his hideout,a reward of a million naira was promised to anyone who could give credible information, leading to his arrest.
Pretty boy always craved the spotlight,his craving for more fame drove him crazy to create certain irritating contents.
With a search ongoing, one would think pretty boy would put on a Harry Houdini,but instead of laying low,he used the virality of the news for clout chasing, which brought him a lot of money.
To celebrate his win,he entered one of the city’s most exclusive club in a disguise. Sitting in the VIP section surrounded by n@ked str!pp€rs dancing for him,as load of cash piled on the table in front of him, and the hype man sang his praises, while he took a sip of chill Henny from a small glass cup.
He was slapping,p0king, and squeezing the str!!ppers butt0cks as the music blast from the speakers, smoking an expensive cigar to forget his sorry. Praying his everyday life be void of stress and filled with glamour.
Amongst the tw£rking str!ppers was Fatima doing it all for the money. The mask she wore made her unrecognizable to pretty boy.
Fatima paid less attention to the young man as she was busy dancing, trying to bag a night with him. She kept the momentum going till she caught a glimpse of his leg tattoos.
Knowing she had seen the tattoo somewhere, her thoughts drifted from pillar to post till it settled on the thought that it was pretty boy.
Upon gaining conviction that it was pretty boy, she silently exited the VIP section to a less noisy area. Dialing the police hotline as soon as possible.
In no time, the club swamped with police officers, disguised in regular clothes to blend into the crowd till they had their target locked in their arsenal.
‘ you are under arrest young man,you have the right to remain silent as anything you do or say will be used against you in the court’ said an officer flashing his police identity card.
The moment pretty boy steeled himself against had caught up with him. Unwillingly,he surrendered and the police handcuffed him, leading him to the van.
The news of pretty boy’s arrest made the headlines, as people in the club uploaded videos of his arrest to media platforms.
As the police led pretty boy to the van, a man surfaced from a distance, articulately aiming a gun at pretty boy. The trigger was pulled and pretty boy dropped dead as the bullet hit his forehead, penetrating his skull.
Before the police could return fire, the man fled into the cover of darkness and escaped.
Fatima glaring from a distance could tell the man who shot pretty boy was Tope, her husband. After confirming the corpse, Fatima was rewarded with a cheque of a million naira, for selling pretty boy out before his life was caught short.
In an unexpected turn out of events, Fatima and Tope forgave each other, found love, reunited and lived happily ever after.
The End
Last Words
From the moment Mr. Rogers walked into that school, everything changed. We saw the rise and fall of a man who hid behind a facade, only to be brought down by his own actions and the courage of those around him. Fatima’s unexpected revenge, the principal’s shocking behavior, and the ultimate exposure of Pretty Boy’s true identity all culminated in a dramatic finale. In the end, justice was served, and love found a way to heal old wounds. Fatima and Tope’s reconciliation was a heartwarming twist that closed this rollercoaster of a story on a hopeful note. Thanks for joining me on this incredible adventure!
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