A.

you were sitting in ms. shelly’s classroom during your lunch period and it was quiet. you liked the quiet, and so did she. eventually, somehow, some way, you made your way on her lap, one arm around your waist, the other one her hand under your skirt.

“you’re gonna have to be quiet baby.” she whispers in your ear as she slides two fingers into you. the stretch overwhelms you at first but then the pain melts into pleasure. you moan quietly and her fingers start working faster and harder, her palm pressing against your clit with every thrust.

“you’re so fucking tight baby, haven’t used you in a while huh,” she whispers in your ear, sucking your earlobe after. the sensations made you grip the edge of her desk tightly, knuckles turning white. your hips bucked with every thrust and your jaw slack.

“mommy,” you moaned out but vanessa shushed you. “shhh baby, i told you to be quiet didn’t i”

“can’t help it mommy it feels too good,” you whined out. your legs began to shake and your grip on the desk tightened even more, your breath picking up.

“awh, are you about to cum baby? you’re gonna cum all over my fingers?” she coos in your ear, thrusting even harder now, her palm slamming against your clit, creating a quiet smacking noise. “cum for me baby, you can do it… yeah, there you go.”

“fuck fuck fuck i’m cumming mommy…” you whisper before your jaw falls slack, body tensing as you came. 

she talked you through your entire orgasm, her fingers never stopping, causing you to whine endlessly until she finally stopped and let you catch your breath. “good job baby, you’re so good for me,” she mumbles, pressing kisses against your neck as she takes her fingers out of you.