Septiplier SMUT shots

Teacher (PART3)

He started palming me and I gasped, moaning at his touch. He unzipped my jeans and pulled me​ out, smirking.

He barely put his mouth over my tip and my head tipped back, releasing a cry of pleasure. "Fuck ah~" I moaned, my back arching.

He started deep throating me and I groaned through my teeth, the feeling making my breath hitch.

"M-Mark~" I moaned, desperate for more. "A-Ah. The name is Mr. Fischbach. Nothing else​. Understood?" He said, a stern look on his face.

I nodded, my body practically begging for more as my member twitched, pre-cum dripping wet down me.

He still stayed just millimeters from me. "P-Please! Mar- Mr. Fischbach please!" He shook his head.

"And either way, I can't reward you without a good grade. You have a D." I scoffed. "Are you joking?" He shook his head.

I collapsed back on to the seat, stunned as I watched him walk away, looking oddly satisfied.

I just watched him sitting at the front desk, grading papers, not even looking up to check on me like he usually would.

The bell rang and eternity after, and I slowly gathered my things, still stunned and rock hard.

I walked to the front, stopping at the door. "Yes Sean?" "Please tell me you're going to drop the act when you get home."

He chuckled. "Drop the act? I'm your new teacher. Mrs. Golland retired over break." I whimpered and I felt tears sting my eyes as I walked down the hallway to the exit.

I struck for the bathroom and flung myself into the farthest stall, dropping to the floor. I felt tears of anger, grief and confusion fall down my cheeks.

"I just want the old Mark back..." I sobbed, bringing my knees to my chest like a child. I felt stupid sobbing like a damn baby, but I couldn't stop.

I felt as if I had lost Mark. "Be careful what you wish for."  My mother had once said, kissing my forehead as she tucked me in.

I put my head on my knees and more tears spilled from me, my heart hurting from what I had done.