The time I fucked my teacher! [FM]

{FM} The time I fucked my teacher!

I tried and failed to concentrate on the board, the numbers and words on the screen meaning nothing to me as I sighed and leaned back in my chair. Deciding there was no point in trying to understand anymore, I let my mind wander. I’d often tried to pass the time in class by fantasising about the other students but, looking around the room, no one really caught my attention… except my teacher.

I was surprised I hadn’t noticed how attractive he was before now, his tall and muscular body was irresistible, dark curly hair just touching his shoulders. I bit my lip slightly as he paced around the room. He looked over at me and I felt my cheeks flush red before breaking eye contact. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I could see him smiling.

The rest of the lesson went by dully and I was relieved to finally pack my things and leave. As I was leaving the room he signalled for me to to stay behind.

“Is everything okay?” I asked sweetly, trying my best to stay calm as butterflies swarmed my stomach.

“I just noticed you were absent for a few lessons this week.” He replied, looking me up and down.

“Oh, right, sorry I’ve been really busy recently.” I felt my cheeks redden as I tried to explain.

He smirked at this, “I’m free now if you’d like to catch up.”

“Yeah that would be great.” I smiled innocently at him as he closed the door to the classroom, everyone else had already left.

“So what did I miss?” I asked, trying not to make eye contact.

“Nothing too important, just revision of subjects we’ve done before.” He answered.

He started explaining something but I could only focus on how his top shirt button had been left undone. I started daydreaming again, thinking about how his chest looked underneath that shirt and how I’d be having so much more fun on my knees than on this chair.

“You’re not paying attention.” His face seemed serious but there was a hint of a smile underneath his cold expression.

“I-I’m sorry.” I stuttered.

“How sorry?” He asked curiously.

“Wh-what do you mean.” I asked, confused.

“How sorry are you?” He questioned me, getting up from behind his desk.

“I-I don’t know what to say.” I replied my words catching in my throat.

“Then don’t talk.” He whispered softly, walking towards me.

I froze, shocked at the escalation. I thought I must’ve made some sort of mistake until he approached me and asked me to stand up. I looked up at him, not knowing what to do.

“Don’t make me ask again.” He warned me softly.

I was surprised at myself when I stood up and obeyed him wordlessly.

“Good girl.” He smiled as the words left his mouth and I could feel myself blush again. “Now I’m going to need you to bend over my desk.” He instructed.

I nodded eagerly and did as he asked. I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. I waited patiently for something to happen, my legs spread slightly apart, my skirt riding up to reveal most of my bare thighs and teasing some of my underwear. I could feel his eyes on me as the sound of his footsteps grew closer.

“You look amazing from here.” He told me quietly, positioning himself behind me.

“Thank you.” I managed to reply.

“It’s thank you, sir.” He corrected.

“Yes sir.”

He began to slowly grind himself against my ass, the bulge in his jeans was undeniable. As he continued to rock against me, I let out soft moans of appreciation, starting to get wet at just the thought of what was about to happen. Just as I was beginning to think I couldn’t stand any more teasing, I heard him unzip his jeans and pull them down. I spread my legs even further apart to let him know I was ready. His hands grazed over my thighs as he reached for my skirt, pulling it up to reveal my thong. He admired me for a few moments, tugging gently on the string before slipping it down my legs and to my ankles. I rested against the desk, vulnerable and desperate. He slowly ran his middle finger from my clit to my wet hole as I shivered and moaned at his touch. He seemed to enjoy the new power he held. He finally pressed the head of his cock against me, sliding it up and down between my lips.

He bent down to whisper in my ear. “Beg for it.”

“Please fuck me.”

“That’s a good girl.” He replied

He slid his cock fully into me slowly. I moaned loudly at the satisfaction of having my desires fulfilled.

“Fuck you’re tight.” He whispered.

He began thrusting in and out of me slowly, taking his time to pleasure every inch of his cock in me. I whimpered and moaned for him, enjoying how powerless I felt. He placed one hand on my shoulder for support and started to fuck me harder.

“You can do better than that sir.” I challenged confidently.

“I’ll do as I fucking please.” He growled back at me.

He started pounding into my tight, wet slit hard, occasionally groaning with pleasure. I reached down to rub my clit as he used me roughly. I rubbed small circles over and over as he quickened the pace, close to orgasm.

“Cum for me.” He commanded.

I didn’t even have the time to reply as I came hard, my cunt flexing uncontrollably around his cock. I felt him finish inside of me simultaneously and smiled at the familiar, warm sensation. He pulled out slowly and I could feel some of his cum spill down my leg.

“Thank you sir.” Was all I could manage to say.

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