Mr. Fischbach • M.F

•chapter 4•

Warning:
~~(MATURE CONTENT AHEAD)~~

It hurt her to see him back away from such a beautiful moment, but she knew why he had to. When he was out of sight, she grabbed her things and caught her breath after the heated conversation she just had between her and her English teacher. He was so close to her she could smell his minty breath and delicious cologne. She wanted to experience so much more of him, she wanted to feel his touch. Mr. Fischbach came back from the hall with a few papers in his hand and watched as Neveah looked around his house.

She was near the door looking at a few family pictures that rested upon a table. She picked out the one of Mr. Fischbach and what appeared to be his brother at his high school graduation. There was another picture right beside it that had the same two people, but the second one looked more recent then the first. She assumed it was his college graduation, only because the two men looked more mature. Mr Fischbach made his presence known by walking towards Neveah.

"That's me and my older brother Jason, that photo was taken at my high school graduation, then at my college graduation." He explained as Neveah examined the lovely photo. Mr. Fischbach looked just about her age in the first one, and he was wearing a cap and gown with a yellow sash, indicating he graduated at the top of his class as valedictorian. "Graduated high school at eighteen and then finished college at twenty-two." He added.

"Out of all the things you could've been why a high school teacher?" Neveah had asked. He pondered her question for a moment. "I decided giving back to the community would be in my best interest so I said to myself, 'why not teach a bunch of attitude ridden teenagers?'" He joked, making Neveah laugh. "First off, I have to admit you're right on the attitude part, but I happen to be of legal age to be considered an adult, and I expect to be treated as such regardless of the amount of attitude you receive from me." Neveah responded, giggling a bit.

She turned around to face Mr. Fischbach, he leaned up against the wall. His arms were crossed and his eyes were staring down at the floor. To Neveah it looked like he was trying to decide on something in his head. She was curious as to what it was, but eventually she just shrugged it off and turned back around to look at the pictures that rested on a table at the other side of the room.

"Of legal age you say?" He asked lifting his eyebrow, now understanding Neveah was in fact eighteen."Just turned eighteen last month." She replied with her back turned.

Just before she was about to add on to what she said, she felt a strong grip on her waist from behind. Knowing who it was, she of course let him pull her in. Mr. Fischbach planted sloppy kisses along the side of Neveah's neck.

•Neveah First Person•

"Remember when I told you this game you're trying to play was gonna get me in trouble?" Mr. Fischbach asked, whispering in my ear. I felt my belongings gently hit the floor as his hands trailed up my body on to my breasts. All that came from my mouth were small whimpers as he continued to fondle my breasts, so I gave him a nod.

"This is what I meant by that." Mr. Fischbach said just before aggressively turning me around and pinning me up against the wall. I smiled realizing I was finally gonna get what I've been wanting for a while.

•Third Person•

"Would this be your first time?" He asked seductively, "No," she paused, "but I'll have you know not a single man in my life has been able to make me cum." She whispered back seductively, as Mr. Fischbach began to slowly unzip the back of her dress. He chuckled, "I'm pretty sure that's because those were boys sweetheart, let me show you what a real man can do." He purred allowing her dress to slide down and off her body.

He spun her around to face him and crashed his lips onto hers, their lips danced passionately. Mr. Fischbach shed his suit coat, loosened and pulled off his tie, and untucked his shirt all whilst still lip locked with Neveah. He ran his hands down against the sides of her curvy body as she sneakily snaked her arms to the first few buttons on his white button up shirt, quickly undoing the first two. He noticed what she was doing and pinned her arms up above her head and had stopped kissing her, causing her to pout.

"No, no. Just like in the classroom, I'm the one in charge." He said, she giggled at his statement. "I thought I was your TA remember? Teacher assistant's are obligated to help the teacher in any way possible right?" She said, biting her lip. "We aren't in fourth hour now are we? No we're not, so I highly recommend you do as you're told." After he had said this, he was nothing but rough with Neveah.

After that last statement he had made, Neveah could feel herself throbbing against her sobbing wet panties, it was becoming almost unbearable. "What happens if I don't?" She asked.

Mr. Fischbach tightened his grip on her wrists and got close to her face, "Do you wanna find out?" He questioned sternly, causing Neveah to swallow hard, she shook her head no. "Good, now jump." He demanded, gesturing for her to jump and wrap her legs around him, she did exactly that and he carried her through the house and into the hallway. He got to a cracked door and kicked it open with his leg. It looked to be his bedroom, but Neveah didn't care enough to ask, all she was focused on was him.

He tossed her down onto the bed, and stood up straight to undress, he undid his belt. "What are you gonna do to me sir?" Neveah asked in a very sultry tone, while laying down with her elbows propping her up.

"Ooh I'm gonna do something I've been wanting to do for the past week." He answered, removing his button up shirt, all that was left on were his pants. He crawled on top of Neveah missionary style and began to slowly leave soft kisses trailing passed her breasts all the way to her panty line. He pulled her panties down and off, parting Neveah's legs. He planted sweet love bites on her thighs and on her hip bone just before teasing her by swirling his tongue around her clit. She arched her back and moaned out in pure ecstasy as he started to ravish her completely. Her moans were such a turn on for him he couldn't help but flick his tongue a bit, she stopped being cute with her moans and began to get loud.

He stopped pleasuring her, causing her to pout and huff in frustration. "Get on your hands and knees." He demanded. She sat up and got a good look at his enormous erection. It looked about eight inches in length, she assumed he'd be packing but she didn't think he'd be packing this much. Even though she was a tad bit worried, she did as she was told.

When she was positioned just right, Mr. Fischbach guided the tip of his erection her entrance and started to make circles around her clit. He roughly grabbed a handful of Neveah's brown hair with his left hand and pulled her head further back. "You're gonna regret teasing me you know?" He said in such a sultry tone, it drove her absolutely wild. "Please sir." She pleaded. "Please what?" Mr. Fischbach asked, giving her only a taste by inserting the tip. "Please sir, I want you inside me. Please I can't wait any longer." Neveah begged, this put a giant smile on his face.

He decided she'd had enough and finally gave her what she wanted. He started off slow then begun to pound her recklessly from behind, and she enjoyed every inch of him. She moaned his first name, not realizing what that really did to him. He got faster with his strokes, filling every inch of her. Neveah could feel this heavy pressure starting to build up in side of her after Mr. Fischbach sped up, hitting all the right spots.

She notified him that she was getting close, he smacked her ass after hearing those words. As Neveah's climax hit, she felt her body quake and nothing but her moans filled the room. Neveah had an orgasm for the first time and she absolutely loved it. Mr. Fischbach hadn't slowed down for her to recover by any means; he kept pounding until he finally pulled out just in time to release a warm load onto Neveah's back, groaning in the process. He cleaned her off with a nearby rag, and then began to redress while watching her recover.

"So how was that?" The cocky teacher asked as the naked young woman stood up in front of him and pulled him into a very passionate kiss. Once she pulled away, she spoke. "Does that answer your question?" and ventured off into the hall to retrieve her clothing.