And So, It's Just Us

Disclaimer!! All characters mentioned within this story are 18+, and everything is consensual. This story does contain CNC, so if you feel uncomfortable with that, please do not read it!

A quick short story about a fantasy I had while sitting in class.

I was early for my class, as always. I don't think there was a time I was ever late. I set myself up to sit in the middle row, and on the chair that was in the centre so I could see the PowerPoint presentation well. I had about an hour to spare before class began because I had nothing better to do.

I pulled out a book and began to read, it pulled me in, in ways that makes me love books. It's as if I was living another life.

She lifted her head, it felt heavy she said to herself. She looked around her only to see four walls and nothing more. She began to panic, "where am I?" but there was no one around to hear her speak. She sat and waited patiently for what seemed like hours, but it was only minutes. Suddenly, there was a loud creak that made her body shiver. She heard footsteps but she couldn't bring herself to look at what it was, or who it was.

"Did you miss me?" the voice said, that was familiar to her, but she couldn't bring herself to pinpoint who it was. Suddenly she felt this person come up behind her, the hot breath was on her back. She turned around to see her boss, she gasped and started walking backwards until her back hit the wall.

"What do you want from me?" she whispered out.

"You know what I want, get on your knees princess." He demanded, in which she complied.

I felt myself getting wet as I read the chapter. I heard the door open and close and when I glanced up, I saw my professor, Mr. Moretto walk in. I couldn't help but blush, I always found him so attractive.

"You're here early, you know class doesn't start for another hour, right?" he said, his voice was deep and raspy but in a sexy way.

I nodded and said, "I know. I like to get to class early. Better than being late." I muttered the last part.

He chuckled and nodded in agreement. I continued to read but it couldn't get back into my book as I kept glancing up to look at Mr. Moretto.

I heard him grunt and I looked up to see what was wrong. He had taken his jacket off and rolled up his sleeves and sat down grading papers. I don't know what it was about looking at him like that, but it made me wet.

He looked up and I quickly looked away, I began to blush from embarrassment.

"What are you reading?" he asked me.

"Uh, it's nothing really." I said quickly.

"What's the story description?" he asked with a smirk on his face.

"You don't really want to know." I said quietly. If I had told him what it was about, I'm sure I could never come to class again, I would die from embarrassment.

"I read that book before, I like your taste." He said with a chuckle and then returned to grading papers.

I gasped quietly to myself and sank into my seat. I thought that it would be best for me to leave and return when class was about to begin, when there were more people in the class. I put my earphones in and got up and walked down the stairs towards the door to exit.

I probably didn't hear him say something because when I looked down to the door, I saw his arm blocking the door, stopping me from exiting. I took one side of my earphones out and looked towards him.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked with a grin on his face.

"Uh, I'm just going to take a walk." I managed to say.

"No, you're not." His voice sounded frightening, but for some reason it made me wet again. He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the desk in the front that he was sitting on. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, and it made me shiver slightly. "And so, it's just us princess. I think you know where this is going." He whispered in my ear. I nodded slightly.

He moved my hair to the side and kissed my neck softly before sucking on the exposed skin and leaving a hickey.

"Ever since the first day of classes, I had my eye on you. You looked so innocent, always came to class early, never missed a day. I always wanted to bend you over this desk and fuck you senseless." He said with a low but soft voice.

His hand began to explore my body, I could feel it go everywhere it wanted. In between my thighs, on my chest, around my neck. He began to choke me slightly, and I gasped. "Tell me princess, do you want this?" He asked, but I couldn't speak. In my head I was screaming out yes repeatedly. Without waiting for an answer, he bent me over and pulled my dress up.

He slapped my ass, and I whimpered out in both pain and pleasure, he grabbed my arms and pinned them behind my back with one hand. I heard him take his belt off, and I felt the cold leather wrap around my wrists. I was now restrained.

The feeling of his hot breath went from my back to my thighs. I felt his lips press against my ass and then I felt him bite it. I was squirming, eager for his touch.

"Someone's getting wet." He said before he pulled my panties off, I stepped out of them, and he put them in front of my face. "Look at this, you have a little puddle in your panties." He laughed before forcing my mouth open and shoving them inside.

I felt his fingers explore my body before it reached my vaginal opening, he slid two fingers in, and I couldn't help but give out a muffled moan. He kept going, faster and harder each time. My legs began to shake, and I was about to cum. I haven't felt the touch of a man in years, and he knew exactly what my body was craving.

"You're not cumming yet princess." He said in which I groaned out of frustration. I heard him unzip his pants and it drop to the floor. "I'm going to fuck you like the slut I know you are." He growled in my ear before shoving his hard cock inside of me.

I could feel just how big he was, he filled me up, and I could feel him near my cervical entrance. I was moaning loudly even though I had my panties in my mouth.

He grabbed my arms and pulled me closer to him as he fucked me harder and faster. I was in heaven even though soft tears fell down my face. He grabbed my throat and began to choke me slightly.

"Even though you can't talk, I know you like it. Don't you my little slut?" he asked. I nodded in agreement and kept moaning. I never wanted this to end.

I could feel my legs begin to shake once again and I couldn't help but cum on his cock as he fucked me senseless. "Good girl, I want to see if daddy can make you cum again. Do you think you can princess?" he asked but I was unsure if I could.

He reached down and began to rub my clit in circular motions, I almost screamed out in pleasure. It didn't take much longer before he made me cum again, he chuckled and told me I was a good girl again. My legs felt like jelly, and they were shaking nonstop.

He pulled my panties out of my mouth, and I kept thanking him repeatedly.

"You're welcome baby girl. Now tell daddy you want to be filled with his cum." He whispered in my ear.

"Please fill me with your cum daddy." I said out of breath. He put his hand over my mouth and fucked me harder, he moaned out as he came, and I could feel him fill me up. He rested for a bit on top of me before he pulled out, I could feel his cum leak out of me. He grabbed my panties from the table and put them on for me. He untied his belt from my wrists, and I placed my arms in front of me.

"I might get hard again knowing that you're going to be sitting there with my cum dripping out of you." He said with a chuckle.

I stood up and turned around, he was fixing his belt into his pants. My legs were still shaking, and I could not believe any of that just happened. He looked up at me and walked a bit closer before pulling me in for a kiss. "That's for being such a good little slut for me. Make sure you come back early again next class. I want you wearing nothing under that dress." He said before kissing me again and walking me to my chair. I sat down and within a few minutes my other classmates started walking in. I could feel Mr. Moretto's cum leaking out of me even more and I couldn't help but blush.

I kept my head down until class was about to begin.

"Hey Chrissy, you're here early." My friend Jessica said, I looked up and she looked at me funny. "What's that on your neck?" she gasped in realization. "That's a hickey? Who did you fuck?" she whispered and then giggled. Only if she knew she was about to look right at him. He winked at me and class began.