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A/N: here is Laura’s, enjoy!
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I sighed as I walked down the empty halls. School ended no more than an hour ago, yet here I was wandering the halls like some lost ghost. Then I remembered my main reason for staying which was to get help with my art assignment. I just…wasn’t cut out to be an artist. I could barely make do with stick people, let alone a whole portrait of a famous landmark.
I twist the knob to the classroom, it’s obviously quiet and a little dark for some reason. I see Mr. Way sitting at his desk, head held down, pen in hand while scribbling stuff down. I can’t help but stare at him. His raven black hair so shiny and I bet it felt soft. He had the most gorgeous hazel eyes I had ever seen and his body wasn’t so bad either. There’s was a part of me that knew I was wrong for thinking about my teacher this, but the other part was egging me on.
“Mr. Way?” I asked softly. He looks up from his paper and smiles at me, revealing a perfect set of teeth and a lovely smile.
“Come in Laura.” he replies as I take a seat that’s closest to his desk. I pull out my portrait that looks rather a mess as he walks by me.
“So, what’s the problem?” he asks as he eyes my work. I shrug and blush as he’s standing a little too close.
“Well…to be honest, everything. I don’t have enough talent to be an artist.” I admitted as he smiled and eyed me.
“You don’t have to have talent to be an artist. You have to start out small sometimes. Not everyone has the artistic ability, but they can try. That counts for something.” he replied.
“Not me.” I replied as he shook his head.
“Come on, don’t think like that. Here, let’s start with the basics.” he responded by grabbing my pencil on the desk and leaning over me as I gulped to myself. His body felt warm next to mine, his hands almost touching mine. I tried so hard not to inhale the intoxicating and amazing scent he carried.
“You have the fixings of a nice picture, but you have to focus on detail.” he explained as I tried to listen, but I couldn’t take my mind off the way he was so close to me. His breath tickled my ears as I shivered to myself as he brushed my arm, causing immediate goose bumps to escape.
“Laura?” he asked as I snapped my head up.
“Are you okay?” he asked confused as I must’ve been staring at him like an idiot.
“Y-yes.” I stuttered embarrassed as he smiled. God how that smile made me melt. It was almost surprising to see him smiling. Usually he was conserved, quiet. Never yelled, but he still possessed that strictness that we followed. I didn’t know how he did it.
We stared at each other a little more until we both leaned in involuntarily and I kissed him softly as I widened my eyes at the realization of what I just did. I expected him to pull back angrily, but he didn’t. He deepened the kiss as I moaned quietly before he pulled back and sighed.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now.” he whispered as I blushed. Did he really? I couldn’t help but think. Damn it, I was such a hopeless romantic.
“Well then…may I have some more?” I whispered back as he grinned at me before we kissed once more, but more passionately. I felt his fingers run through my black hair before going to my waist and pulling me out of the seat. He pulled me to his desk as I leaned back against it. His hands wrapping around my waist as he moved down to my neck while I moaned softly as he nipped the flesh. His hands reached under my shirt and pulled it over my head as I bit my lip. I think he approved of the way my breasts looked rather too big for the bra they were encased in, as he rubbed them with his hands. He reached behind me and pulled the straps down and tossed it behind him as I immediately felt my nipples harden, as I gasped and moaned. He leaned his head in and captured one in his mouth as I closed my eyes in pleasure. He swirled his tongue around the swollen nub expertly as he continued. He sucked it in between his teeth as I felt myself get more and more wet with every move he made. I was aching for him as he switched to the other one and did the same before pulling back as I panted.
“Mr. Way.” I whispered.
“What Laura?” he whispered back.
“Touch me, please.” I told him as he smiled and ran his hand down my stomach before reaching for my ripped jeans and unbuttoning them. He pulled them down my legs and to the floor. My pussy is soaking by now. He takes his hand and cups my length as I gasp while he smirks.
“You’re so fucking wet Sugar.” he whispers as I blush while his fingers hook around my panties and swiftly pull them down. He pushes me back against his desk and kissed down my stomach and down to my inner thighs, sucking on the skin as he gets more and more closer. He slides a finger up and down my slowly while I shudder. I can’t take him teasing me.
“Mr. Way.” I whine as he chuckles and inserts a finger in me as I cry out and claw at the desk. He pulls it out before pushing it in again, gasping me while I buck my hips with his fingers, desperate to get him to move faster. He inserts a second finger while I moan and feel my juices slide down his fingers. He pumps them out faster, my walls clenching them as I whimper and moan, I groan in frustration when he pulls his fingers out.
“Please Mr. Way.” I beg him as he smirks and replaces his fingers with his tongue as I arch my back and my hands run down his raven soft hair and tangle them in it. He finds my clit before tracing it slowly and licking it faster while I pant heavily. He sucks it between his teeth as I feel my heart race, oh God, this feels so fucking good. My walls are tightening, my thighs are shaking.
“Oh God!” I moan out as he brings me closer and closer. A warm sensation pools in my stomach as I pant even more heavily before I’m whimpering and when his teeth scraped my pearl, that was enough to send me over the edge as I came hard against him. I pulled his hair as my body and mind raced like I was in some freaking wonderland. He licked me dry and lifted his head up as he smiled at me.
“Good?” he smirked as I nodded and caught my breath before he stood up, a large bulge in his pants as he unzipped them and removed his boxers, his erect member standing attention and ready for duty as he studied. My scent still lingered in the air as I continued to get wet. He spread my legs open as the cold air hit my hot area as I moaned.
“Ready?” he asked as he lined his dick up with my entrance.
“Yes.” I nodded as he teased my clit while I whined.
“You want it sugar?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“I want it. I want you. Please.” I whispered as he smiled and thrust himself inside as I moaned and wrapped myself around him. My walls stretched to accommodate him as he moved slowly, giving me a chance to adjust. When I was accustomed to him, he moved faster, my hands pushed flat against his chest as I moaned.
“Damn Laura.” he panted as he moved his lips down to my neck. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Harder.” I urged him as he obliged and moved deeper, pushing past my walls as I gasped and held on to him for dear life. I could hear the faint sounds of his shaft sliding through my slick entrance as I felt his balls start to touch me.
“Oh yes Mr. Way.” I moaned softly, the desk starting to rattle as I tried not to make too much of a loud noise.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” he growled as he moved harder while I screamed softly. He forced his lips on mine as I accepted and his tongue found his way into my mouth as we swirled for dominance as I sucked his lower lip.
“I’m close.” I panted.
“Me too.” he replied before the air started to get sticky with our scents and sweat as he pumped my walls.
“Uh! Uh!” I moaned as I got closer while he growled. I clawed down his back as he growled before I came hard against him in a frenzy as my thighs shook.
“Fuck.” I whispered until I was seeing stars like a character in a cartoon who just knocked in the head. I fell back against the desk, my chest heaving up and down as he rested on his forearms.
“Wow. Mr. way.” I sighed as he smiled.
“Do you understand how to put in detail now?” he teased as I nodded and blushed. He pulled out of me but still rested on my chest, tired out.
“Mr. Way?” I asked softly.
“Yes Laura?”
“Can you teach me again?” I smiled as he smirked.
“Of course.”
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I sighed as I walked down the empty halls. School ended no more than an hour ago, yet here I was wandering the halls like some lost ghost. Then I remembered my main reason for staying which was to get help with my art assignment. I just…wasn’t cut out to be an artist. I could barely make do with stick people, let alone a whole portrait of a famous landmark.
I twist the knob to the classroom, it’s obviously quiet and a little dark for some reason. I see Mr. Way sitting at his desk, head held down, pen in hand while scribbling stuff down. I can’t help but stare at him. His raven black hair so shiny and I bet it felt soft. He had the most gorgeous hazel eyes I had ever seen and his body wasn’t so bad either. There’s was a part of me that knew I was wrong for thinking about my teacher this, but the other part was egging me on.
“Mr. Way?” I asked softly. He looks up from his paper and smiles at me, revealing a perfect set of teeth and a lovely smile.
“Come in Laura.” he replies as I take a seat that’s closest to his desk. I pull out my portrait that looks rather a mess as he walks by me.
“So, what’s the problem?” he asks as he eyes my work. I shrug and blush as he’s standing a little too close.
“Well…to be honest, everything. I don’t have enough talent to be an artist.” I admitted as he smiled and eyed me.
“You don’t have to have talent to be an artist. You have to start out small sometimes. Not everyone has the artistic ability, but they can try. That counts for something.” he replied.
“Not me.” I replied as he shook his head.
“Come on, don’t think like that. Here, let’s start with the basics.” he responded by grabbing my pencil on the desk and leaning over me as I gulped to myself. His body felt warm next to mine, his hands almost touching mine. I tried so hard not to inhale the intoxicating and amazing scent he carried.
“You have the fixings of a nice picture, but you have to focus on detail.” he explained as I tried to listen, but I couldn’t take my mind off the way he was so close to me. His breath tickled my ears as I shivered to myself as he brushed my arm, causing immediate goose bumps to escape.
“Laura?” he asked as I snapped my head up.
“Are you okay?” he asked confused as I must’ve been staring at him like an idiot.
“Y-yes.” I stuttered embarrassed as he smiled. God how that smile made me melt. It was almost surprising to see him smiling. Usually he was conserved, quiet. Never yelled, but he still possessed that strictness that we followed. I didn’t know how he did it.
We stared at each other a little more until we both leaned in involuntarily and I kissed him softly as I widened my eyes at the realization of what I just did. I expected him to pull back angrily, but he didn’t. He deepened the kiss as I moaned quietly before he pulled back and sighed.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now.” he whispered as I blushed. Did he really? I couldn’t help but think. Damn it, I was such a hopeless romantic.
“Well then…may I have some more?” I whispered back as he grinned at me before we kissed once more, but more passionately. I felt his fingers run through my black hair before going to my waist and pulling me out of the seat. He pulled me to his desk as I leaned back against it. His hands wrapping around my waist as he moved down to my neck while I moaned softly as he nipped the flesh. His hands reached under my shirt and pulled it over my head as I bit my lip. I think he approved of the way my breasts looked rather too big for the bra they were encased in, as he rubbed them with his hands. He reached behind me and pulled the straps down and tossed it behind him as I immediately felt my nipples harden, as I gasped and moaned. He leaned his head in and captured one in his mouth as I closed my eyes in pleasure. He swirled his tongue around the swollen nub expertly as he continued. He sucked it in between his teeth as I felt myself get more and more wet with every move he made. I was aching for him as he switched to the other one and did the same before pulling back as I panted.
“Mr. Way.” I whispered.
“What Laura?” he whispered back.
“Touch me, please.” I told him as he smiled and ran his hand down my stomach before reaching for my ripped jeans and unbuttoning them. He pulled them down my legs and to the floor. My pussy is soaking by now. He takes his hand and cups my length as I gasp while he smirks.
“You’re so fucking wet Sugar.” he whispers as I blush while his fingers hook around my panties and swiftly pull them down. He pushes me back against his desk and kissed down my stomach and down to my inner thighs, sucking on the skin as he gets more and more closer. He slides a finger up and down my slowly while I shudder. I can’t take him teasing me.
“Mr. Way.” I whine as he chuckles and inserts a finger in me as I cry out and claw at the desk. He pulls it out before pushing it in again, gasping me while I buck my hips with his fingers, desperate to get him to move faster. He inserts a second finger while I moan and feel my juices slide down his fingers. He pumps them out faster, my walls clenching them as I whimper and moan, I groan in frustration when he pulls his fingers out.
“Please Mr. Way.” I beg him as he smirks and replaces his fingers with his tongue as I arch my back and my hands run down his raven soft hair and tangle them in it. He finds my clit before tracing it slowly and licking it faster while I pant heavily. He sucks it between his teeth as I feel my heart race, oh God, this feels so fucking good. My walls are tightening, my thighs are shaking.
“Oh God!” I moan out as he brings me closer and closer. A warm sensation pools in my stomach as I pant even more heavily before I’m whimpering and when his teeth scraped my pearl, that was enough to send me over the edge as I came hard against him. I pulled his hair as my body and mind raced like I was in some freaking wonderland. He licked me dry and lifted his head up as he smiled at me.
“Good?” he smirked as I nodded and caught my breath before he stood up, a large bulge in his pants as he unzipped them and removed his boxers, his erect member standing attention and ready for duty as he studied. My scent still lingered in the air as I continued to get wet. He spread my legs open as the cold air hit my hot area as I moaned.
“Ready?” he asked as he lined his dick up with my entrance.
“Yes.” I nodded as he teased my clit while I whined.
“You want it sugar?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“I want it. I want you. Please.” I whispered as he smiled and thrust himself inside as I moaned and wrapped myself around him. My walls stretched to accommodate him as he moved slowly, giving me a chance to adjust. When I was accustomed to him, he moved faster, my hands pushed flat against his chest as I moaned.
“Damn Laura.” he panted as he moved his lips down to my neck. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Harder.” I urged him as he obliged and moved deeper, pushing past my walls as I gasped and held on to him for dear life. I could hear the faint sounds of his shaft sliding through my slick entrance as I felt his balls start to touch me.
“Oh yes Mr. Way.” I moaned softly, the desk starting to rattle as I tried not to make too much of a loud noise.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” he growled as he moved harder while I screamed softly. He forced his lips on mine as I accepted and his tongue found his way into my mouth as we swirled for dominance as I sucked his lower lip.
“I’m close.” I panted.
“Me too.” he replied before the air started to get sticky with our scents and sweat as he pumped my walls.
“Uh! Uh!” I moaned as I got closer while he growled. I clawed down his back as he growled before I came hard against him in a frenzy as my thighs shook.
“Fuck.” I whispered until I was seeing stars like a character in a cartoon who just knocked in the head. I fell back against the desk, my chest heaving up and down as he rested on his forearms.
“Wow. Mr. way.” I sighed as he smiled.
“Do you understand how to put in detail now?” he teased as I nodded and blushed. He pulled out of me but still rested on my chest, tired out.
“Mr. Way?” I asked softly.
“Yes Laura?”
“Can you teach me again?” I smiled as he smirked.
“Of course.”
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