One Direction Imagines

Zayn (Mr.Malik) *Dirty*

You lean back on your bright red Triumph tr6 and fix up your bra so your breasts look bigger and more noticeable. You are wearing a midriff button up pink shirt with a short black frilly skirt. Underneath lies your new black lace lingerie you bought from Victorias Secret but you leave the underwear out. You snap your head up as you hear the familiar roar of your favourite teacher's engine. He pulls up and parks in the spot next to you. He looks amazing and it is the perfect movie moment when he steps out of his convertible and takes of his sunnies to reveal his hazel orbs. The light catches on his perfect quaff of hair and his mouth forms a smirk. His name is Mr Malik. He's only a student teacher but he's been at the school a while now. The bell rings and you walk in front of him, feeling his stare rest on your ass. You purposely sway your hips in a seductive manner as you walk into class and take a seat at the front. Your first lesson is with him teaching PDH. Today's lesson is about puberty and adolescents and you decide to tease him. "When a male looks or thinks about a female in a sexual manner he can get what's called an erection- you guys might call it a boner." There were a few stifled laughs. "It's when the male is sexually aroused and his penis goes hard." You slowly you spread your legs so Mr Malik has a perfect view of your shaved mound. He stops mid sentence and looks down. You start rubbing yourself subtly so only he can see. There are more laughs and Mr Malik realizes he has a huge tent in his skinny jeans. You smirk as he walks around the back of his desk to hide it and he continues the class. At the end of the the lesson he says, "Uh- y/n, can I see you for a moment?" You stay seated and watch as he ushers the rest of the class out. When they're all gone he locks the door and pulls the blinds. "You've been a very naughty girl, y/n. Therefore, you need to be punished." He growls, still facing the door. You decide to play innocent. "But Mr Malik, I don't know what you could possibly mean?" He turns around and his eyes are full of lust. He rubs the tent in his jeans and says, "I think you know." "But I surely don't." He is getting a little aggravated but it just turns you on more. "I need you to help me with...this." You get up and strut over to him. "Well Mister, you could've just said." You place a finger on his lips and drag it down his torso and hook it in his belt. Then you whisper in his ear, "Don't worry. I'm the best at this subject." You nibble on his earlobe and then move to his lips, teasing him with little pecks and nips. He suddenly slams his lips on yours and part them with his tongue. Your tongues wrestle for dominance but neither gives up. After you suck on his tongue and graze his bottom lip with your teeth, you start palming him through his jeans. He lets out a loud groan and his breath quickly becomes ragged and you say, "You like that don't you." He grabs your ass and pushes you against the other wall, grinding his hips against yours. You can feel his boner pressing into your heat through the clothing and you moan. After a little more making out you drop to your knees and work his jeans of revealing his Kalvin Klein boxers. You nearly rip them off and his dick flops up and hits his belly button. Your eyes widen at how big he is but you like how hard he is even more. You flick your tongue over the tip, cleaning up the pre cum. "Fuck, Y/n, you've been teasing me all morning! Just suck it!" You curl your fingers round the bottom of the shaft and start bobbing your head up and down. You start to massage his balls and pump the shaft as you're sucking and he falls back against the wall, throwing his head back in pleasure. "T-take me all in." He manages to say. He is a good ten inches so it is hard to get there but with a little help from Mr Malik's bucking to meet your mouth you are able to do it. "Fuck that feels so good! Shit, I'm close!" You stand up. "What the fuck, Y/n!" You ignore him and take of your shirt. His eyes cloud with lust as he stares hung hungrily at your C sized breasts. You hop up on his desk and rub your boobs through the lacy material. "Come get me, big boy." He advances towards you and tears your bra off. He massages your right boob with his hand, tweaking the nipple, and traces circles around the other one with his tongue, sometimes nibbling on it. You moan and rake your fingers through his hair. He switches breast and as he's doing so, he works your skirt off. "No underwear. I like it." He runs his tongue along your slit and nibbles at your clit. Then he sucks your flaps and enters you with his tongue. You gasp and moan and buck your hips to match speed. "Fuck, Mr Malik, that feels so good! Don't stop! Don't stop! I-I'm almost there!" He stands up abruptly. "Wha-?!" "Your not cumming until I'm in there." He growls as he lines his dick up with your entrance. He grabs your upper thighs to steady himself and suddenly rams into you. You scream in the sudden pain but your cries turn into groans of pleasure as he slows his pace. "You're so fucking tight baby." "Faster! Don't stop!" He quickens his pace just a little bit but still not putting his full length in and you know what he wants from you. "Faster!" "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you!" "FASTER! FASTER YOU SEXY SON OF A BITCH! FUCK ME!!!!!" He hits full velocity and with every thrust he hits your g-spot. You can feel his member twitch and you know your close too. With one last humungous thrust you both hit your orgasm. The room filled with groans as his juices and your juices flow through you and leak out. For a few moments you just lay there, him on top of you and still inside, chests heaving. Reluctantly he slides out and cleans you up by licking all of it up. You do the same to his penis and then you both get dressed. "You are on the pill right?" He asks before he opens the door. "Of course! And I'd just like to say- that was incredible!" He smirks and you give him a kiss before you go. "Class dismissed."