It was the start of a new week, a new teacher arriving to your school, catching you by surprise because it was none other than Sarah Paulson. You were 17, lived with your parents, whom you rarely saw, and worked at a little coffee shop in the town...
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"Yeah.... I'm good. My mother is leaving again so I will have the house to myself again for the next few days." I shrug, sighing as I poke into another piece of chicken.
Sarah looked almost like she was pondering a thought before she looked up, smiling at me as she sighed. "You could always come stay here while she is away."
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⚠️Smut? Light Smut? Idk how to label it.⚠️
A week has passed since that day at Sarah's. My mother was in and out of town, so I just took up Sarahs offer to stay while my mother was gone. The smell of pasta filled downstairs and traveled up to where I was, laying in the spare bedroom that was two doors away from Sarahs, my computer in my lap. I try to write, pondering over multiple sentences as I get about 300 Words down before I give up, shutting my laptop in frustration as I get out of the bed, going to my dresser as I pull out some grey shorts and a black plain T. I get out of the pajamas that I've been in pretty much all day, thinking to myself as I adjust my thong, it being a bit uncomfortable from the way I had been sitting. I pull on my shorts as I reach into the top drawer of the dresser, getting out a black sports bra.
There was a light knock at the door, then it cracked opened slowly, "Are you decent?" Sarah asked, not stepping in out of respect.
"Yeah, come in." I spoke as I grabbed the t-shirt off the top of the dresser.
She came in, having two bowls in her hands as she stopped, looking over me for a split second then averting her gaze to the nightstand near the bed, setting down the bowl and a bottle of water as she smiled, me pulling on the shirt.
"That smells delicious." I speak as I come to where she is, sitting back in my spot as I slowly take the bowl from the nightstand.
"Well, thank you. I hope it taste as good as it smells." Sarah sits next to me as she smiles, mixing her own bowl as she looks to me, a smile dancing onto her lips.
I let out a soft chuckle as I grip the fork, mixing the contents of the bowl before taking a bite, a soft moan leaving my mouth as I smile, looking to her. "Sarah, this is wonderful!"
She smiled and looked to me rather shocked, her eyes a bit wide. "Thank you. I didn't expect it to work out so well. I thought I might have burned the house down in the process!"
We both let out small chuckles, thinking as I take another bite. "Well, I think it came out exceptionally well."
She chuckles as she takes another bite, smiling as she slowly nods. We get lost in conversation, moving our way downstairs as she takes our bowls, going to the sink as she starts to wash the dishes, me sitting at the table. I think to myself, looking over her as I admire her, thinking about the other night. I know she is my teacher, and I know that it's wrong, but I know I am developing feelings for her. These past few days we have become closer. I feel myself getting more and more attracted to her, and I don't know what I should do about it.
-FLASHBACK-
I awake in the middle of the night, humming some as I stretch. I had fallen asleep a bit early, which is probably the reason I am up at midnight. I shuffle out of bed, going to the chair in the corner of the spare room to grab my red robe, wrapping it around myself. It's a little chilly in the room, having the ceiling fan on high plus the window unit on its highest setting. What can I say, I love a cold room to sleep. Anyway, I make my way into the hall, wondering if Sarah is still awake. I walk to the stairs, peering down into the darkness as I don't notice any signs of her being there, so I wonder to her door, it being closed. As I lift my hand to begin a knock, I'm stopped by a soft, innocent moan. Surely, she didn't have anyone over... Right? I press my ear against the door, that thought disappearing as soon as it appeared, biting my bottom lip softly as I slightly as I notice a faint buzz mixing in with the moans. I blush, feeling my own arousal start to grow between my thighs.
As I press a bit more, the door slightly opens, making me step back with caution. To my surprise, nothing happens, except for now I can see a bit more into her room, seeing her in her bed, back arched, mouth gapped open, her chest bare as her hand gripped and fondled her breast. I assume that in her other hand is a vibrator, her other arm moving at an easy pace: not to slow, but also not very fast. Fuck, I can't take my eyes off of her. She looks amazing wrapped up in all the pleasure. I slowly untie my robe, biting my lip harder as I slowly reach into my underwear, a bit surprised about how aroused I actually was.
I let my finger dip into my soaked folds, humming softly to myself as I soon press against my clit. Sarah's eyes are closed, her lower half moving up and down as she clasp a hand over her mouth, a moan flying from it in a not to quiet tone, her body trembling some as my finger rubs faster against my own bud, biting my lip hard as I'm sure it's making a mark, whimpering out some as I keep watching. Her dirty blonde locks tangle around her as she shifts some, placing a small purple bullet besides her, reaching to her side as she pulls out a dildo, it being a long, clearish-pink color.
She reaches down, her back arching after a second or two as she gasps out, causing me to cover my own mouth. She starts moving her arm at a rapid pace, her back arching once more as she lets another sweet, soft moan out. In the split second, I move my fingers, slowly sliding two of them into me, curling them. I bite my lip in desperate attempt to keep my own moans down. My gaze is transfixed on Sarah. She looks gorgeous. A slightly different sound along with her moans can be heard, almost as if it's being created by the dildo that's sliding in and out of her. Her face is showing nothing but pure bliss, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she trembles more with each given thrust, her moans leaving me in a trance while I move my fingers faster. In some ways, I want it to be her that is deep within my core. I want it to be her fingers that are curling and touching me in ways that bring nothing but bliss.
I can feel a knot forming, knowing that I'm nearing an orgasm. I lean some against the door, hoping to hear her for the last of my pleasure. I bite my lip, trying to be silent as my fingers speed up inside me, curling and hitting right where I need them to.
"Fuck, make me cum, Y/N. Please."
I freeze, eyes widening as I retract my fingers. At this point in time, my release is forgotten, peaking into the room once more. Sarah moves the toy faster, her hand over her mouth in attempt to silence her as she, too, seems shocked at what she has said, almost as if it was forbidden. Which in some ways, I think we both knew it was.
-FLASHBACK OVER-
"Y/N.... Are you alright?" Sarah lightly touches my shoulder, pulling me from my thoughts.
I look to her, cheeks burning as I nearly drop my fork. "Oh... I'm fine. Sorry what were you saying."
She gives an almost worried smile, shrugging as she finishes her bowl. "How about we go do something... maybe run by your place? I'm sure your in need of some new school clothes."
"Yeah, that would be nice. Um.... Would you mind if maybe after we do that we could maybe... talk about something?" I look to her, seeing her face drop a bit, almost worried.
"Yeah. Yeah that would be fine." She smiles as she nods, standing as she goes to the kitchen, placing her bowl in the sink.
Authors note Well, maybe a shit chapter, maybe not. I hope you enjoy either way. I know I didnt update last week, but I was quite busy, but here it is now. Much love, ☆ H ☆
