Teacher's Boy Toy

Dangerously Close

"Mmm..." I moan and start waking up to a very pleasant feeling. I don't open my eyes but rather grip Scott's hair and bite my lip.

His mouth is wet around me and I can feel his tongue trace and move around. I slowly move my hips into him, wanting him to suck me off faster. "Scott." I gasp and frantically grip at the bed sheets and arch my back under him.

I'm about to bust in his Mouth and I'm breathing heavily and wanting so badly to cum already. "Please, please...oh fuck." I moan and buck my hips, Scott doesn't mind as I'm basically fucking his mouth now. "Ugh..." I moan out, trying to find my release in Scott's mouth, I open my eyes and look down at him.

"Please." I beg, he smirks and very swiftly turns me in my back and grips my hips and pulls me up in position. I exhale and close my eyes and grip the bed sheets, "Scott make me cum." I mutter to him.

I gasp when I feel Scott push himself in me, I forgot how much I love morning sex. Scott pushes himself against me in slow motions. I let small soft moans escape my lips, wanting him to continue in me this deep.

I start to push myself against him faster, Scott slaps my ass hard and grips the back of my hair, making me keep my head up. "My speed." He whispers to me, letting me know he's in control. I shake my head and feel his fingers know in my hair for a better grip. I like when he's this dominant.

Scott starts thrusting hard and fast in me, making me let out a scream full of pleasure. "Daddy yes, yes, yes." I moan in whimpers, he keeps hitting that spot that makes me want to just spill all over myself. I'm starting to gasp and moan louder now, every time I try to put my face down, Scott yanks at my hair and grips my ass tighter. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." I cry out as I'm so close. Scott's hand that was in my hair reaches down on me and starts to fondle me. I bite my lip and feel like I'm melting.

"Oh yeah." Scott grunts and thrusts deep in me, I'm gasping and whimpering as he starts to stroke me and fuck me faster. "Scott!" I gasp out and bury my face in the bed sheets, I can't even keep myself up anymore.

Scott grips my ass tighter with his hand and slaps me, I love it when he spanks me. "M-More Daddy." I beg, I know he loves it when I call him that.

He spanks me hard and I more forward with each hit, I love the pain and pleasure. "I'm coming." I whisper out and tilt my head to gasp. Scott stops stroking me and puts both hands in my hips and really starts to go at me.

I'm whimpering, moaning, sweating, and almost wanting to get out of his grip because it feels too good. "Ugh, Scott...I'm...Oh fuck." I cum all over the sheets and moan softly, Scott pulls out and flips me on my back and starts stroking his member fast near my stomach. I lick my hand and start stroking him so he won't have to.

"Like that." Scott moans as he bites his lip, I stole him faster and faster and soon he's spilling over me. Scott grunts and let's his cum drop down on to my stomach and thighs. I sigh as he falls on his back beside me.

"Good morning to you too." I breathe out at Scott with a smirk on my face. Scott laughs as he licks his lips. He kisses my cheek, "We have to go to class." He whispers, I grown. "I wanna stay in bed all day and get fucked." I whine, Scott chuckles at me and shakes his head. "Another day, come on. We don't wanna be late, Mr.Pierce already hates me." I smile hearing his name and decide I should go to class. "Fine." I sigh and get out of bed but fall to the ground. I hear Scott laugh, "You broke me!" I yell out.

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Scott and I arrive to class just in time, Mr.Pierce is clicking around on his laptop and everyone already seems to be in their seats. Scott frowns when he notices we don't have a seat together, I give him a small smile and sit at the other end of the classroom.

"Okay class, today we will be watching a classic film. I'm pretty sure you've all heard of it and have probably seen it, but we are going to watch it and do a paper over it later." Mr.Pierce tells the class as he paces back and forth, I can't take my eyes off him and it's not just because he's my teacher. He's hot.

My phone vibrates and it's a message from Scott, I glance over at where he's seated and see a smirk on his face.

I open the text message and feel my face turn red, I quickly lock my phone. Only Scott would send me dick pics he has saved on his phone in class, what the hell is wrong with him? I slide my screen open and quickly type a message.

'You dumbass, we're in class.'

I press send and watch Scott as his pulls his phone out again, I see him texting me. I roll my eyes, he's so childish. Someone could have seen my phone as thought I was some horny ass student who needs to get off in class. Not to say that I'm not, but I rather people not know. 

I turn my phone off and pay attention to Mr.Pierce who has pressed play on some film we're watching, I don't pay attention to the screen. I instead stare at him and take every little feature of his in. His sharp jawline and that dark tussled hair of his, he's dreamy that's for sure.

My purverted mind wonders off and imagines what Mr.Pierce must look like underneath all that clothes. I run a hand through my hair and can only imagine he must look from the waist down. Sometimes I see his bulge and I can definitely say he must be big.

I sigh shakily, as I feel myself getting hard. I shift in my seat and stop thinking, but now Mr.Pierce is  only a few feet away from me, tempting. I shift in my seat once again and can't seem to make my hard on go away, I feel like I'm suffocating in these skinny jeans.

I raise my hand and place my other  hand over my problem but in a non noticeable way, "Mr.Pierce may I use the bathroom?" I ask him softly once he's at arms length. His cologne smells expensive and enticing. "Of course." He whispers in his deep sexy voice, I smile at him and grab my backpack and leave the room.

I half run to the bathroom and get myself in a stall and pull my pants down, why am I always so horny? I sigh and lean my head against the cold wall and start stroking my hard on. "Mmm." I moan softly and bite my lip to keep quite in case someone comes. I close my eyes and imagine Mr.Pierce touching me, I start to breath a little heavier.

"Oh Mr.Pierce." I gasp out and start stroking myself faster, I start to let small moans slip my lips, not caring who hears anymore.

"Naughty, naughty Aero." I hear a familiar voice whisper, I feel my face burn red while the stall door opens. Mr.Pierce stands in the door way and takes a quick glance at what I was doing, I stutter for an explanation and nervously pull my boxers up.

"I'm s-sorry. I don't...I'm sorry." I whisper, unable to look at him in the face because I'm so embarrassed. "I'll let you enjoy yourself Aero, although next time please do this on your own time." Mr.Pierce whispers and then places a hand under my chin, lifting my face up. I look at him and see a devilish smile on his perfect face. I simply nod my head unable to speak and watch as Mr.Pierce leaves me.

I'm so screwed...

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