One-Shot series

My school uniform was quite revealing to be honest, a shirt and a skirt that was
far too short. It was required, probably a rule made by our pedo principal.
The day went on like usual, sitting in silence while our teachers would rant about
the topic they taught, with the ocassional sip of coffee in between lines. Then
they would pass us a worksheet or play a video.
I walked into last period, English, taught by Mr. Iero. Mr. Iero was very young to
be a teacher, looking like he literally just graduated from college. He had a lot of
tattoos but usually covered them with this light green cardigan he would always
wear or a dress shirt. He was also very attractive, but only a few people saw it.
There would be "Ew, he's not attractive.", or "Oh my god he's so hot." Never
inbetween.
He was really cute when he spoke, and he has the most adorable laugh.
I almost forgot, he also had a nice ass.
We were writing an essay on being responsible, which I had no clue what to
write about because I'm probably the most irresponsible person out there.
I have a habit of sitting like a guy, legs wide apart and slouching. I was careful
doing it at school, since I was wearing a skirt everyday. Too bad I forgot to
check my posture.
Mr. Iero looked up from his desk towards me, then down to my legs, where they
were spread apart. I saw him too, but I was okay with it since I always secretly
wanted him to bang me. He immediately looked back down at his papers and
was smiling to himself.
Mr. Iero obviously couldn't concentrate because he kept looking at me. This
time, I caught him in the act and gently bit the tip of my eraser, making full eye
contact with him. He motioned me over to his desk.
I got up and walked over to him, making sure a swayed my hips as much as I
could.
"Please stay after class, I have to talk to you." I could see his full on erection
through his jeans, and a slight smile crept up on my face. "No problem Sir." I
replied with a wink.
20 more minutes.
10 more minutes.
3 more minutes.
The second the bell rang to get out of school, I got butterflies in my stomach. I
stayed still in my seat while everyone else got up and left. Soon, it was just us.
He walked over to my desk, with a stern look on his face.
"You think it's okay to tease me like that in class?" He said, while putting his
hand on my desk. I looked up at him and replied, "What do you mean Mr.
Iero?", with a sense of sarcasm in my voice.
"I mean that I know what you think about me," He leaned in closer to me. "You
want me to bend you over and fuck you on my desk, huh?" he whispered in my
ear while grazing his lips on my neck.
I froze. I couldn't say anything.
"Why aren't you talking?" he said, with his voice raised. He seemed annoyed
but I couldn't help it.
"I know what will smack some sense into you," he mumbled. Mr. Iero started
taking off his belt while sitting in the desk in front of me. He put the belt on the
desk and whipped out his dick. He started jacking off in front of me, making full
eye contact.
"Gonna say something now, princess?"
"Fuck me," I blurted out. He stopped and widened his eyes. "You want me to
fuck you?"
"Please," I begged.
He got up from his seat, dick out and everything, and told me to stand up. I
obeyed his commands, almost immediately. He walked closer to me, and lets
just say close enough to feel his dick on my leg. His hand was around my throat,
not in a choking way but in a way where it made me have to look up at him
while he was talking. "Do you want me to tie you up, baby? You want me to
spank you and beg for more? I think you want that, don't you?" he said while
snaking his hand up my skirt, slowly squeezing my ass.
"Yes, Sir," I replied.
He quickly pulled down his jeans along with his briefs, giving me a full view of
what was about to go in me. He leaned in again and whispered in my ear "I
want your pretty lips on my cock, can you do that for me?" I replied with a nod
and got on my knees.
I leaned in, licking the bottom of him all the way to the top. Suprisingly, I
managed to almost get all of him in my mouth, using my hand to jerk off the part
I couldn't manage to fit. He had a full grip of my hair, pulling and pulling every
time I did something right.
"Look at me. I want to see your pretty eyes."
I look up at him to see him with his head back, with a loud raspy moan
escaping his mouth. Fuck, that's so hot, I thought to myself. His hair over his
sweaty face, watching him jerk back and forth as he thrusted into my mouth,
caused me to let out a slight moan. The vibrations of my moans on his dick
made him grunt louder.
"Baby, I want you to swallow," he panted. Mr. Iero groaned one last time before
cumming. I obeyed him and swallowed, making sure I got every last bit of it. I
stood up, looking at him. Mr. Iero leaned and kissed me, hard. He led me to
where his desk chair was, and sat in it. I stood in front him, waiting for more
commands to respond to.
"Turn around," he said in a strict voice. He took off his tie and tied my wrists
together with it. He motioned me to sit on his lap with an innocent face. Mr. Iero
looked up at me, staring into my eyes while brushing my hair with his fingers.
"You smell so nice. Was that for me?" he said. I nodded in response. He
squinted his eyes and gave me a displeased look. "Answer me with words,
young lady," Mr. Iero said in a stern voice. "Yes Mr. Iero," I said, trying to please
him.
"Thank you sweetheart. Now get up and bend over my desk."
I got up off of him, wrists still tied, and leaned over the desk. I felt nervous but
also very excited for what was about to happen.

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