Lusting For My Teacher | 18+

Chapter 3 ~ Attraction

Christian Hunter

 Today's my first day of teaching at this University. I had a very warm welcome from the Head Mistress: Mrs Jones. A VERY warm welcome, she continuously checked me out and made a few flirtatious comments. I don't care too much though, it's nothing I haven't dealt with before.

I notice I'm running 4 minutes late to my first class, so I hurry and find my new Lecture Hall to be the one at the far end of the building. I walk into my new Lecture Hall and see a very full class of what I'm guessing to be second years.

I walk over to the platform, where I'll be teaching and then over to my new desk and grab a white board pen. As I do I can feel someone's stare on me.

I look up from my desk and sitting in the middle of the room, facing me is the most beautiful young girl. This is very unprofessional of me but I've never felt so attracted and compelled to a woman let alone a young girl. Though I can't help it, there's something about the yet to be named beauty sat before me.

I notice she is starring at me, though I would love to let her carry on. I must remain composed and professional. I clear my throat to pull her out of her trance like state
She realise what she had been doing and quickly looks down. I can't help but be turned on by her mere presence and shyness. Such a cute little kitty. I smirk and turn my back to her and begin writing on the board my name: Mr Hunter.

"Mr Hunter" says the most softest and angelic voices I have ever heard. I knew it was from her as the sound from her lips suited her so well. I turned to face her along with the rest of class who were confused at the sound that came from her delicate and plump lips. I want them wrapped around my- I stop my thoughts before my dick decides to get hard. 

"Can I help you, miss?" | question her with a cool and uninterested tone 

"Sorry s-sir! I mean Mr Hunter" she replies in a small whisper. 

The class continue talking amongst themselves and completing a worksheet. However, I'm still rehearing her angelic voice whispering 'Sorry s-sir' I can't help but feel my restless cock begin to harden at my thoughts. 

I try to discreetly readjust myself so the boner that has made itself present isn't noticeable.
I look over to my angel and see her chocolate innocent doe-like eyes are wide and are directed at my hardening bulge. I feel myself begin to smirk. 'What a naughty little girl.'  

I decide to clear my throat again as it worked the first time. I see her eyes widen even more before slowly rising to meet my gaze. Fuck! Her eyes are so perfect. Everything about her is perfect. I can see blush rise to her plump and youthful cheeks as she directs her gaze to her worksheet which she seems to not want to answer. 'I should punish her for not completing her given task' I think whilst smirking to myself.