fantasies

music room (smut)

The lunch bell rang out, interrupting the science teacher mid-sentence. The class hurriedly packed away their things, jamming through the door. She left, a little behind the other, smiling to herself. She was meeting her secret boyfriend in the music recording room for lunch. It was nothing naughty, just a little picnic in a private spot, maybe he would even play for her. Knocking tentatively she entered the small, windowless room. Good thing I'm not claustrophobic... she thought to herself.

"Hey, you took your time" He smirked

"Hey" She replied with a smile.

She softly dropped her bag next to his, by the door, closing it behind her. They had only been together for a month, so they hadn't really done anything yet, but even just hugging him gave her butterflies. He pulled her in, his scent enveloping her. His hands softly traced a line down the sides of her torso, stopping at her waist. He breathed deeply then pulled away. He sat down on a chair, picking up his guitar.

"I thought I would serenade you or something..." He said trailing off, his eyes nervously reaching for hers, faltering, "...never mind it's stupid..." He mumbled, his nerves getting the best of him.

He began placing the guitar down.

"No!" She quipped, "Please, I want to hear it." she assured, nodding her head at him softly.

His warm brown eyes flickered as he repositioned the guitar, his jitters were palpable but it only made him cuter. She sank to the floor as he began to play One For The Road, getting more confident as he went. Eventually he lost himself in the music, his self consciousness fading away completely.

She watched him sitting there, guitar resting on his leg, his fingers dancing across the string, strong and harsh. She felt herself getting wet just watching those fingers. A section of his wavy brown fringe was hanging down over his eyes, but nothing could break his concentration. Subtly she locked the door in place, making sure she didn't break his concentration. He reached the bridge of the song, a guitar riff. His fingers worked the strings, delicately, yet sharp and intense. She almost moaned just at the sight of it, imagining what those fingers could do to her. This was supposed to just be a wholesome lunch! she thought to herself as her self control dwindled.

The riff finished and he looked up and met her eyes for the first time since he started playing. He must've seen the want in her eyes because his widened, then he smirked. That was the last straw, she crawled towards him, pushing the guitar off his lap and straddling him instead, capturing his mouth in hers. His hands rested at her waist as she cupped his cheeks. One began to roam up her chest as she began to grip his hair. Their tongues battled and their breath grew shorter. He pulled away, "What if someone walks in on us?" he asked, breathlessly. "Don't worry, it's locked, and this room is soundproofed." She breathed into his mouth, beginning to grind on his lap as she explored his mouth. He let out a soft groan, sucking onto her neck on her sweet spot, causing her to moan in response. She kept grinding on his lap, "oh my god" he whispered, his breathing getting harsher as a tent in his pants grew. She was so wet at this point she felt like she was going to leave a patch on his pants. His hands roamed her body, sliding up her skirt. His fingers traced tingles along her inner thighs, his fingers reaching her damp panties. His eyes met hers. "you're so wet for me aren't you?" she nodded blushing. He smirked as he began rubbing her clit through her panties, "is this ok?" she nodded again. "words baby." "yes. yes please" she responded breathlessly. His eyes heated at the words and he slid her panties off. Now her naked pussy sat on his crotch, it was definitely leaving a wet mark now. She continued grinding on him, needing the friction. "hold on" he said, "that will come later" sliding his finger between her folds instead. One plunged in without warning making her moan out loud. He groaned at the sound and began to play with her clit with his thumb while simultaneously pumping his finger in her. She hadn't been wrong about his fingers. She grinded shamelessly on his hand, moaning his name as he watched her building up. "auh, ah, oh my god, fuck yes, don't stop, ah!" she moaned, breathing hard into his ear. "oh my god I'm gonna cum!" she screamed, riding his fingers to ecstasy. He watched her in his lap, his dick becoming uncomfortable. Her eyes rolled back and she came undone. She was beautiful.

As she came back to reality she became aware of the massive bulge in his pants. She met his eyes and saw the longing there. Sinking to her knees she kept eye contact. He growled hungrily and began to undo his pants, she helped him, pulling down his boxers. Her eyes widened, his dick was massive. She looked at him uncertainly, "go ahead" he smirked. She wanted to make him as good as he made her feel, so she took his dick in her hands and slowly licked it from the base to the top, licking up the dripping pre-cum. It was so big she could fit both her hands on it. She began pumping it up and down, not sure if she was doing it right. His soft groans encouraged her. More confident she took his tip in her mouth, taking him in as much as she could. The tip hit the back of her throat, making her gag on his dick, "you are so fucking hot" he groaned. She deepthroated him until he came, his cum overflowing in her mouth, dripping out over her lip. Her tongue swiped it back in. That was the hottest thing he had ever seen, he felt his dick growing hard again even though he just came.

He met her eyes, they were still full of longing. "I think I'm ready-if you are..." she whispered. He responded by pulling her up over his lap into a deep kiss. His mouth captured hers, controlling it. His hand reached for her waist, guiding her pussy over his dick. She lowered herself, the tip entering her, making her gasp. Suddenly he thrust up causing her to moan his name. "Jacob-ah!" her eyes shut as she got used to his size, his eyes carefully watching her. Without warning she began to start grinding on his dick, bouncing up and down slowly. His head rolled back and his breaths started to come out in soft grunts. She could feel his dick inside her as she moved, his shaft pulsating. She moaned as he filled her. Suddenly he flipped her over so she was bent over the chair and he was behind her. She gasped as he began to move faster. "is this alright" he said between laboured breaths. "oh my god yes, don't be gentle don't be-ah!" she moaned as he plunged his dick into her, over and over, speeding up with every thrust. Their skin was slapping together, the air filled with their shallow breath, moans and skin on skin. She began to feel a build up in her stomach. He could feel her coming closer to finishing as her pussy began to clench on his dick. The new sensation made him breath in sharply "fuck you're so good" he moaned. Her cries began to fill the air as her vision blurred. "oh my god yes Jacob, yes yes YES YES AH YES JUST LIKE THAT AH!" They both came at the same time, his cum filling her pussy as she slumped in the chair.

As he looked over at the table he realised he had recorded the whole thing on voice memos, originally intending for it to just be a harmless recording of him playing guitar.