Taking Care of His Student, part 2 [F/M] [ds, fsub POV, age gap, consensual facefucking]

[[Part 2 to this](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vdguw9/taking_care_of_his_student_fm/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share). All characters depicted are 18+]

My audition went well.

We won’t have the results for a while, but I feel really good about it. I think I got much better at working with Mr. Spring after his little favor. We haven’t done anything since that, though, which I’m disappointed about – he’s been showing up in my fantasies a lot. I just want so much to make those a reality.

The Monday after the audition, he asks me during class to work with him privately at lunch. My mind is going wild at what he might do to me. I want that sweet release again. His fingers aren’t like my own, I’ve never had an orgasm that good in my life.

I’m thinking about this all through the next few hours – imagining different positions, ways he could fuck me, fingers, tongues, his dick. I’ve never seen it, but I’ve felt it, and God do I want it inside of me. I don’t even care which hole, my fantasies this morning are wide and varied.

The choir teacher (part 1) [MF] [teacher, age gap, fingering]

[All characters are 18+]

“Hey,” Mr. Spring stops me in the middle of Caro Mio Ben. The accompaniment track is still playing, quietly, but his piano melody goes away.

It takes me a minute to get reoriented – this whole time I’ve been staring at the music stands in the corner of practice room one, but I turn to look at Mr. Spring’s face. I admit, I’m a little distracted today.

“Are you alright?” a long pause.

“Yeah… I mean, I’m fine. Nothing’s happened.”

“Are you sure you’re okay to keep doing this? I don’t want to put extra stress on you if you’ve got something else going on.”

“No, yeah, I need it for my audition.” I feel like I should say more. Or say it more clearly. But I am definitely not all there mentally.

“We can make this up on Thursday if you need to take a day off. I understand you might have other priorities.”

“N-no, that wouldn’t help, I don’t… think…” I get quiet and trail off at the end of that sentence. The issue is that my hormones are absolutely insane this morning – I just want to fuck anything that moves. My head isn’t full of italian romance.

I [F]18 got fingered by the hot student teacher [M] in my music class

(sidenote – is fingered the right word? would handjob be better? whatever, I’m overthinking it)

Just a few months ago, I was practicing an audition song for this singing event for high schoolers that I really wanted to get into. I was spending a lot of my lunch periods in the choir room working with this new student teacher – he was hot, as a skinny tenor, if a bit young for what I had in mind; I’ve been dreaming about having sex with various teachers since 8th grade. It’s been my biggest fantasy since I started thinking about sex at all. I ogled at him the whole time he was there, of course. I felt like since he was still in school and not a fully-fledged teacher I had some kind of chance, like he wouldn’t find it as weird to have sex with an 18-year-old high schooler. I’m sure he realized I was awkwardly trying to flirt with him the first few weeks he was there.