Like mother like daughter | Paul McCartney (COMPLETE)

Part 1

*smut!*

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1982:-

"Well forget about it. He isn't the kind of person who will get smittened by a teen!"

"You'll never know if you don't try.."

"What if he blows you off straight away?"

"At least I wouldn't have to live the rest of my life thinking about what if. Besides a little bit of heartache never really harmed anyone did it?"

My friend rolled her eyes at me and wishing me luck exited the classroom.

Now it was only him and me. Me and him.
God, how long I waited for this.

"Um Mr. McCartney?"

"Oh Cecilia, you haven't left!"

"No.. I actually had this problem I was having problem with.."
I giggled sprinting out from my desk and handing him the loose sheet.

He looked at it earnestly.

"It's actually quite simple. A girl like you shouldn't have trouble understanding it.."
He grinned.

"A girl like me..?"

"Smart..."
He stated.

He sat back on his chair and started solving the sum.
I wasn't paying much attention to it, as all of my attention was rather stolen away by his whimsical features.

He was so handsome. So so so handsome.

My gaze fell over to the little exposed skin under his neck.

I wanted to touch it.

"... so did you get it?"

I was suddenly snapped out of my trance.

"Um yes... yes!"

"See I knew you'd get it. You just need to pay attention in the class..  "

"Uh... if only you knew .."
I thought to myself.

Paul began to pack his stuffs.

"Right so I will see you tomorrow. Goodbye!"

"No! You can't leave!"

I suddenly cried catching Paul off guard.

"I-I mean...  I still have other problems... look..."

He started to look at me suspiciously but he didn't say no either.

I just wanted him to stay with me for a little while longer.
Heaven knows, when else will I get this chance again.

He settled back in his chair again and began explaining me the solutions, only I wasn't listening to him.

My eyes lingered over his slightly hairy arms, his tight, long veins protruding through his porcelain skin.

I placed my palm over his thigh, leaning closer to him.

"Cecilia, you know it's never going to happen.."
Paul peered, without looking up from his paper.

"But why not?"

He shifted his gaze at me, looking apologetic.

"I am your teacher and you're my student.. "

"Like I don't know that already!"
I giggled.

He shook his head, pushing away my hand.

I furrowed my brows at his wordlessness and without thinking, grabbed his face and crashed my lips into his.

"Cecilia no! We can't do this! We shouldn't do this!"
He cried, pulling back from me and getting up from his chair.

But there was no way I was going to let him go. At least not today.

I held his wrist and pushed him against the wall and kissed him again.
He tried to resist but that just gave me more confidence to deepen the kiss.

"Cecilia... you're making this hard for me..."
Paul panted, breaking away from the kiss but didn't try to push me back.

"Don't you think I am beautiful?"

"Jesus Cecilia! You're the prettiest girl I have ever seen. You can have anyone you like..."

"Then I want you! Only you..."

"No, you can't have me.."
He shook his head, swiveling his body.

"Yes I can! And yes I will! Even if I have to do this!"

I palmed his hard on and gave it a tight squeeze.

Paul led out a desperate moan.

I knew he was hard from the moment I kissed him for the first time.
He thought I didn't know.
But I knew. Oh I knew so well.

I rubbed his clothed bulge faster, his member getting harder against the friction.

"Oh fuck it!"

He cried and pushed me against the table.

He straightaway went in for my pussy which was leaking with my fluid.

He lifted my skirt all the way to my tummy and began eating me out.

His teeth nipped against my inner thigh, dipping his wet, salivating tongue inside my pussy deeper and sucked at my wetness harder, while applying pressure over my swollen clit with the tip of his pointy nose.

I yelped and shrieked in pleasure as my legs turned to jello, turning feeble and weak on either side of him.

A loud gasp escaped from my mouth as I exploded my seed violently into Paul's mouth and he drank it all up.

He instantly propped me up on my bum and without letting me come down from my solid high, pushed in his twitching girth into my pussy all the way in.

My walls instantly clamped and closed around his head as he thrusted into me, faster and harder.

I was moaning out loud, calling out God's name as well as Paul's.

He kept on pounding into me, digging his nails deep into the skin of my bum, which was definitive to leave a bruise.

"Is that what ye wanted from me? To fuck ye like this? Huh? Huh?"

He grunted, his accent changing all of a sudden.

The table dismantled from it's place and began creaking under our vigorous thrusts.

He drilled into me wildly, pushing me further up into the table and with a shrill scream rippling through my rising chest, I came hard all over his cock.

He slowly guided himself out of my entrance, before pushing his wet sex into that of mine head on and began pumping in and out of me excruciatingly.

By the moans and mewls that slipped out from both of our mouths, it was evident that any person walking past the classroom was bound to hear us.
But we didn't care.

The only thing that mattered, was the sound of our skin slapping against the other's skin and the state of euphoria we both were in.

Paul jerked himself roughly into my pussy and squirted his cum everywhere inside my walls.

It felt satisfying. Almost like a cool breeze.

"That's a dangerous game, ye played with me sweetheart... dangerous..."

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*a/n

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