Imagine #2

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I'm sitting in class staring at Mr. Browns biceps. I love everything about him. His freckles, tattoos, high cheek bones, curly hair, and even his crooked tooth. He looks so sexy with his glasses on. I want him so bad. I want him to hold me and stroke my hair while I fall asleep on his chest. I want him to fuck me while I scream his name. I want to express our love to eachother by making love. I am old enough to do stuff with him so I don't see what the problem is. I saw him look at me and wink before he went back to teaching. I blushed but looked down so no one would see me. There was only 2 minutes left in class and it went by quickly. The bell rang so I got up, grabbed my books and walked to the door. Before I could get out an arm pulled me back into the room. 

"Sit down." He demanded. I slowly went to a desk in the front of the room and sat down. He went to the door and locked it. He slowly walked over to me and I noticed that he took his glasses off. I had never seen him with them off. He still looked sexy though. 

"Wh-why did you lock the door?" I asked him a little nervously as he stepped in front of me looking down at me.

"I saw how you were staring at me during class." 

"What are you talking about?" I asked even though I knew exactly what he was talking about.

"You know what I am talking about."

"Ugh. Fine. But why did you lock me in here?"

"You'll see." He said as he grabbed my hand and lead me to his desk.

He picked me up and sat me on his desk with him in between my legs. He looked in my eyes and I looked in his. His eyes were so beautiful. They were a dark brown color. They were so mesmerizing. He leaned in closer and brushed his lips against mine.

"I know you want me." He said with his lips so close to mine that I could smell his minty breath.

"What are you talki-" He cut me off by kissing me roughly. His lips were so addicting I couldn't pull away. I put my arms around his neck while he put his hands around my waist. He pulled me closer to him so we could feel eachothers body heat. I could feel his abs through his shirt. I pulled away and took his shirt off. Damn. He had a body. He did the same to me and we went back to making out. It got heated real quick. I unbuckled his belt and he slid down his pants while I took my shorts off. I looked down at his boxers and my eyes got huge. His dick was so fuckin big. He chuckled at my reaction.

"You ready?" He asked and I nodded my head in response. He took my underwear and his boxers off. 

"Damn." I accidentially said out loud referring to his dick.

"Haha. I know. CJ is pretty big." He said

"You named him CJ?"

"Yeah. Chris Junior."

"Wow." He chuckled and leaned in. He kissed my lips, neck, stomach, and inner thighs. He took my left breast and sucked on it. He massaged the other one with his other hand. He kissed my neck and found my soft spot. I moaned and he entered me slowly.

"Damn girl. You wet as fuck." He grunted and continued to stroke while kissing all over my body. It felt so good I couldn't stand it. I moaned in his ear and he bit his lip. He kissed me and we were making out while he continued to give me hard, passionate strokes.

"Mmmm. Ahhh. Chrisss." I moaned and threw my head back in pleasure as he stroked me and kissed my neck.

"Yeahhh. Babyy." He groaned and I could tell he was about to cum and so was I. He rocked his hips back and forth giving me the best pleasure I have ever recieved. Seconds later I was at my  climax and my legs were shaking. Chris groaned while he busted and pulled out. He sat down on his chair and groaned loudly.

"Damn." Chris said. Our chests heaved up and down while we caught our breath. I got off his desk and put my clothes on and he did the same. I walked over to the desk that I sat my bookbag at and picked it up.

"Bye Chris." I picked up my water bottle and walked toward the door.

"Wait!"

"What?"

"Did you know?"

"Know what?" I asked confused.

"That you are my favorite student." He said. I shook my head and blushed. I walked out the door with a smile on my face.

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