teachers toy ; jack gilinsky

three

Emily; two months later

"Emily, please see me after class," Mr. Gilinsky said to me in front of everyone. I heard oohs and I received a smirk from some people. I nodded my head as he continued to teach.

Once class ended, I said goodbye to Devon as I stayed behind. I have no idea why he wanted to see me, but I shook off the thoughts as he stood up as I was sitting down.

"Now, I want you to tell me why you're always teasing me in class," he started. "I see how you look at me. I'll have you know that I find you highly attractive, and with your innocent attitude makes me wanna fuck you even harder,"

I bit my lip at his response. I didn't expect him to confront me about how I act in class.

He walked over to me as he put his hand on my cheek and ran his hand on my jawline. I was getting aroused as time was going on.

"This isn't right," I told him, as I looked up at him.

"Who the fuck cares? This is what you get for teasing me in class,"

He grabbed my arm, causing me to stand up. He put his hands on my waist as he was inches from my lips. He put his finger on my lips, and he smashed his lips on mine. I put my hands on the back of his neck. He grabbed my legs, wrapping them around his torso and he put me on the desk. He was standing in between my legs as we continued to kiss.

"Now, I'm gonna make you scream my name, and if you make one sound, I'll fail you," he told me as he pulled away. His eyes were filled with lust. I found his words so hot.

He stripped us down, so I was in my bra and underwear and he was in his boxers. He slid my panties over to the side as he entered me without a warning. I put my hands on his back as I moaned.

His pace sped up as time went on. I felt myself close to my high already.

I came undone as I clawed his back up and the room filled with our moans.

"Emily!" I heard someone yell. I snapped out of my thoughts as I looked around to see who called my name.

Oh shit I was dreaming again! Devon was trying to get my attention but I was literally having a sex dream.

"Sorry, I was thinking about things," I told him. Hopefully I didn't moan out loud.

"It's okay, you looked pretty into with what you were thinking of. I just wanted to know if I could copy your answers," he chuckled. I laughed as I handed it to him.

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