WARNING! This may contain sexual and mature content. Read on your own risks! ⚠️ *Your pov.*
»Wow, Y/N!«, I hear my best friend say while I walk up to her,»You look so...so...«
»Mature?«, I finish her sentence laughing lightly.
She examines me amazed and I stare at her grey blazer. This week is "themed week" in our school which means we have another dress code each day. Every student and teacher who likes to participate can do so. Today the dress code is business look.
»You do look mature«, Y/FN tells me,»But damn you also look so hot, bestie.«
Giggling I stare down my black skinny dress. With a small grin on my face I travel up and down my dark blue blazer with my hands.
»Your skirt makes you ten times sexier though«, I explain smirking playfully.
Y/FN smiles big and I push a strand of hair behind my ear.
»Today will be the best day of the week«, she replies and changes the subject.
»Why?«, I wonder frowning slightly.
»We will see Mr. Bieber«, Y/FN responds and I widen my eyes.
Suddenly some memories pop up in my mind.
»Mr. Bieber«, I whisper to myself.
He's our english and music teacher. We see him very often and he's definitely the most attractive teacher I've ever seen in my life. His first name is Justin and he's only 23 years old. Every time we see him we're totally excited. I'm one of his favorite students that's one reason for the good relation we have together. The past few weeks Y/FN told me we seem to flirt with each other a lot. At first I disagreed but now I have to say it's kind of weird between me and Mr. Bieber. Whatever, I can't wait to see him.
»He's here«, Y/FN starts to squeal and I turn around facing my teacher.
Our eyes meet and I hold in my breath for a second. He's wearing a black suite and has his brown hair in a perfect quiff. I feel how my mouth is watering and I quickly look away from Mr. Bieber when Y/FN slaps my shoulder lightly. With red cheeks I enter our class room and take a seat in the first row like always.
»Good morning class!«, Mr. Bieber greets us only looking at me,»I see many of you are participating on the themed week.«
Blushing shorty I look at the ground.
Gosh I love this teacher so much, I think to myself. It might sound weird but just staring at him makes me weak.
»Well, we will start with a group work this morning«, he begins to explain,»I'll choose the groups and you have to prepare a role play.«
Excited I look at Mr. Bieber and smile wide.
Music is literally my favorite subject, I tell myself and can't wait to start.
As our teacher made the groups and gave us our role play theme we began to act. After half an hour we have to present our results.
»Y/N, you and your group had to prepare a scene in which one of you has to act like he or she is a star who's followed by paparazzi and has to sing or dance his or her way out of the camera lights«, Mr. Bieber says as we stand in front of the whole class,»The stage is yours.«
After that I look to Y/FN who has a music box beside her and give her a sign to start the music. Then Confident by Demi Lovato is heard and I start to dance while the other ones from my group are holding their phones in the air stopping me from walking. But almost at the end of the song I make my way out of the 'crowd' and stare at Mr. Bieber who's watching me with an intense look. Before the music finishes I pull up my dress a little and flick my hair. Then everybody cheers in the class room and I catch sight of Mr. Bieber biting his lip.
»That was perfect«, I listen to the sound of his raspy voice say,»You are dismissed. We will see us tomorrow.«
Surprised I stare at him. It's not even the end of the lesson. Sadly I pack my stuff and want to leave as all of a sudden someone garbs my arm.
»Mister B-«, I start to say.
»I have to talk to you, Y/N«, he tells me and I feel the nervousness build in my body.
As everyone left the room he takes a seat on his desk examining me.
»Why did you do that?«, he asks and I frown.
»What do you mean?«, I wonder as he steps closer to me.
»Why did you tease me like that?«, Mr. Bieber whispers against my lips and before I can say anything he already kisses me.
I start to taste his wonderful lips and I can't seem to have enough of them. But after some seconds I push him away lightly.
»That's not allowed, Mr. Bieber«, I tell him.
»I know but no one has to know«, he says.
I watch him lock the door and bite my lip unsure of what to do. Then without thinking any further I press my lips on his. Soon our tongues are fighting for dominance and I run my fingers through his soft hair.
»It feels so good to break the rules, doesn't it?«, he mumbles in our kisses before he begins to suck my neck.
Suddenly he lifts me up on his desk and pulls up my dress a little.
»Did you ever-«, Mr. Bieber starts to ask but I stop him.
»Yes«, I explain.
»WIth...?«
»My ex boyfriend«, I reply and he nods understandable.
Then a grin forms on his face.
»I will make you moan my name so loud, baby«, he whispers while slowly pulling down my panties.
I blush slightly as he takes of his boxers and puts a condom around his boner. Knowing I did this to him makes me kind of proud.
»You ready?«, Mr. Bieber wonders and I nod.
Then he enters his whole length in my dripping core and I gasp. He lets me adjust to his size and after some seconds I tell him to start.
»Uhhh, yes baby«, he moans silently.
»Faster, Mr. Bieber!«, I groan lustfully and feel the desk beneath us shake.
A moment later he thrust deeper inside of me and I turn into a moaning mess. Laying my head back of pleasure I feel his lips on my neck.
»You are so fucking beautiful, Y/N«, I hear him say and roll my eyes back as he grabs my boobs.
»Shit, I-I have t-to cum, Mr. Bieber«, I sigh feeling myself near to the edge.
»Let it out, baby«, he says and pushes his erection faster in and out of me fucking me senseless.
Every time he hits my g spot and makes me moan even louder. This is a whole other feeling I have than I had with my ex. It's much more intense.
»Ahhh, deeper, Mr. Bieber!! Ohh!!«,I groan hearing the desk follow our moves.
»Com'on, Y/N cum for me!«, he groans and before I reach my hight I look at Mr. Bieber.
His hair is completely in a mess and sweat drips down his face while he concentrates on thrusting his member in and out of me. When I see his mouth shaped as an O I cum all over his dick. Only a second later he reaches his hight as well. Quickly we take on our clothes and I grab my school bag.
»You know what?«, Mr. Bieber starts to say,»You can calm me Justin.«
Grinning slightly I walk up to the door.
»Till tomorrow, Justin«, I say and leave the room.
