Why Don't We Smuts

Mr.Teacher {C.B}

i was in science class. our regular teacher Mr.McCallum, has been out for about 3 weeks now and we've had a sub. Mr.Besson. see now I've never been the type of girl to crush on a teacher but Mr.Besson was just... something else. i couldn't quite put my finger on what it was about him. i guess it was just everything. every single thing he did. the way he walked, the way he nibbled on the end of his pen while he was thinking, the way he talked to the class, and don't even get me started on how he would always put a hand on his hip while he wrote things on the white board. everything about this man turns me on. i shifted in my seat trying to create some type of friction. i must've been daydreaming because the bell rang for the end of class and the end of the day. as I packed up my stuff and got up Mr.Besson called my name. "uh y/n, could you stay for a minute please." he said. I gulped and nodded, not knowing what he could want to tell me. the classroom quickly emptied and it was just him and I. I stood in front of his desk while he sat in his chair. he looked at me. "y/n do you know why i told you to stay back?" he asked. I shook my head. "um n-no sir.." i said timidly. he nodded and stood up from the chair and walked around the desk, now standing right next to me. "I've noticed that you haven't been doing your work. your assignments are getting handed in late, you're failing your tests, you aren't completing your homework. what's going on? and don't be scared to tell me, i promise i don't bite." he joked. I laughed softly and looked down. "i-i don't really know Mr.Besson.. but i promise i'll get my act together. i-i really don't wanna fail your class sir." Mr.Besson sighed then slowly came closer to me, putting a hand on my thigh. "look at me princess." he said. the name made me blush hard. i looked up at him and he was smiling. "Mr.Besson t-this is w-wrong.." i stuttered. he leaned on his desk and pulled me into his chest. he had his hands on my hips then moved them down to my ass and squeezed it. i accidentally let out a small moan. Mr.Besson laughed. "i knew it. you naughty girl, you aren't getting your work done because of me. aren't you." i sighed. "i may have a small crush on you..." i admitted. he put his hands underneath my skirt and squeezed my bare ass. I bit my lip holding in my moan. "it's okay babygirl, i'd be lying if I said i haven't been thinking about you too." i giggled. "so Mr.Besson um.. what are we gonna do?" I asked. he smirked. "well first princess you can call me Corbyn. Or daddy, whichever one comes out first while i'm doing things to you." he winked. "and second, what i'm gonna do is.. you. right here. right now." my eyes widened. "d-do me..? as in like sex? right now?" I questioned him. he nodded. "uh huh. is there a problem with that pretty girl?" I shook my head. "no daddy." corbyn bit his lip at my response then turned us around so that i was bent over the desk and he was behind me. he pulled down my skirt and underwear. he licked his fingers before rubbing my folds softly. I moaned out a quiet moan. "please fuck me daddy." i begged. "all you had to do was ask baby." I heard him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. before i knew it i felt his dick rubbing my wet pussy. "fuck.." i heard him say. he pushed in his tip then waited a few seconds for me to adjust. "okay daddy i'm ready now." i said and he pushed in. i covered my mouth so i didn't yell too loud. he began to go faster and harder. it felt so good. the only sounds you could hear was Corbyn and I grunting lowly, our skin smacking together at a quick pace and the high pitched squeaking sound from Corbyn's wooden desk. "you like that babygirl? yeah you love my cock don't you.. yeah fuck your pussy is so tight ah fuck.. you're such a naughty girl y/n." he smacked my ass hard and i squealed. "ah fuck daddy!! that feels so good yes please right there oh god fuck me..." he went even faster. "you like my cock baby? yeah you like it when i go deep inside you?" i moaned. "yes daddy i love it when you fuck me hard and go deep ugh god yes it feels so good your cock is so fucking big!" he kept going and i felt him twitch. "Mr.Besson p-please don't c-cum inside me.." i begged. "you gonna suck me off then princess?" i nodded. "yes daddy i-i'll suck you dry... j-just please don't.." he chucked. "sure. i'll let you cum first. clench those pretty walls around me babygirl. cum for daddy." i began to feel a knot start to form in my stomach. "oh god corbyn im gonna cum!! fucckk!!" i clenched my walls around him tight. "ugh fuck daddy im cumming-" i said breathlessly and released all over him. "fuck baby i'm trying so hard not to bust inside you right now." he breathed heavily. "come suck me off. if you do a good job and make me cum you'll get a surprise." he said. his words sending shivers down my spine. he pulled out and i got down on my knees. his dick was massive. I looked up at him through my eye lashes. "are you sure this is what was just inside me? it's really big.." he chuckled. "yes princess. if it didn't feel big enough maybe i'll put the whole thing in next time." he smirked. "now suck." he ordered. I nodded and started licking from his base to tip. Corbyn tilted his head back, grunting in pleasure. "stop teasing y/n.." he says. I obey and start bobbing my head up and down. stroking what can't fit in my mouth, in my hands. Corbyn takes my hair up in a makeshift ponytail and guides me. "oh god yes princess fuck." he moans. I keep going, trying to go deeper without gagging. "i'm gonna c-cum y/n.. ah shit." I begin deepthroating him as fast as I can. trying not to pay any attention to my gag reflexes. Corbyn moans my name. "fucking hell y/n i'm cumming." I continue until I feel a warm substance in my mouth. I take him out and look up. he stares into my eyes. "swallow like a good girl." I nod and swallow then open my mouth to show him. he grunts lowly and pulls me back up to my feet. "that was so fucking hot." he said then kissed me. he pulls away and looks at me. "does this mean i get my surprise?" he chuckled. "yes it does." he said then started getting dressed. "I have to go but i'll see you in class tomorrow. you should have your surprise by then." he winked as he buttoned up his shirt and buckled his belt. I gave him a confused expression and got dressed. "oh okay.. i-i guess i'll see you tomorrow." I grabbed my backpack, left his class and went home. the next day i went to school. my last period class finally rolled around, i walked into science and our original teacher was back. i was shocked but sad at the same time. as class ended and i was walking out the door, my teacher called out to me. he handed me a light brown envelope. "the teacher that was supplying for me, i believe his name was Mr.Besson, left this here for me to give you." he smiled. "i'm very proud of you y/n for getting back on track. keep it up." he said then walked away and sat at his desk. i thanked him and left the classroom. what the hell is he proud of me for? what good work? im ass at his class. what the fuck did Corbyn leave in this damn envelope? I went to the bus stop and as I was waiting I opened it up. my report card. straight B+'s. he raised my grade because he knew how much i was struggling even before my regular teacher left. I looked inside the envelope and saw a little note stuck to the side. I pulled it out.

"hey pretty girl, I hope you like your surprise. I'm sorry I never got to say a proper goodbye but i'll be back soon enough. Have a great rest of your year and don't go fooling around with any other teacher, that's my gig ;). See you soon, xo Corbyn Besson."

I giggled at the note and put it in my pocket so no one sees it. I looked up and the bus to take me home had arrived. I got on and went home. I hope I get to see him again, my dreamy Mr.Teacher.
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A/N: hey guys long time no see! I am so happy to be posting this imagine cause i've been wanting to write something for a while now even though I have like 4 drafts LMAO. anyways I really wanna thank you guys so freaking much for over 1k reads!!! that number is actually so crazy to me like words can't even begin to describe how grateful I am and how happy y'all make me. thank you for taking the time out of your day to read my stories. it means the world. anywho if you enjoyed the story be sure to hit that little star, it might seem small but it means a lot and it helps out my book. I hope you all have an amazing day/night<3 talk to you guys soon, toodles💞