FORBIDDEN LUSTS

BRITTANY'S POV

"Oh god..." I tipped my head back, my legs quaking as I tried to keep my knees to my chest.

And fuck, I was trying. I was trying so hard. But the way his tongue flicked over my sensitive bud kept making me jerk on the desk, my fingers reaching down to grip the edge of his table.

"You like that? Hm?" Mr Fabian hummed against my pussy, the vibration making me shudder.

No words escaped me as I just sat there and tried not to succumb to the light headedness that was a result of the blinding pleasure coursing through me.

His fingers slid into me, thumb rolling and pressing down on my clit and I almost blacked out.

"Holy shit!" I hissed, feeling his fingers brush against a sensitive spot in me, my walls clenching around his thick fingers. "Yesㅡ Yes!" I screamed, bucking against his fingers and face working skillfully on me before I felt a wave of pleasure crash over me.

My walls continued to grip his fingers at intervals as I tried to ride off my orgasm, his tongue licking a long stripe of me before he pulled out and wrapped his tongue around his fingers, gaze fixed on me.

My chest heaved as I just stared up at him, my expression dazed and in awe as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose while his smirk faded off into one of seriousness just as the bell rang in the distance.

"I think you're late for your next class, Miss Brittany," He muttered, his voice rough in his throat as he turned on his heels, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt.

I couldn't moveㅡ couldn't even breathe. I just sat there dazed for a second before I finally came back to my senses and pulled my checkered shirt down my thighs, ignoring the uncomfortable slickness between my thighs.

The last thing I needed was a reminder of what I had done.

Any girl would kill to be here in my place. Spread on Mr Allen's desk while he fucked them slowly with long and languid strokes of his tongue. He was like the golden teacher of the schoolㅡ Young, handsome, easy going. Half the girls at school fawned over me. Half of the girls picked Biology as a major because of him. But no oneㅡno one at allㅡ had ever seen this side of me.

A grin spread across my lips as I stood up, adjusting my shirt. "Thank you for the lesson, Mr...Allen..." I drawled, my tongue swiping over my lower lip.

He hummed under his breath going back to his seat where he could look at me over the rim of his cup that he was drinking from. "You could always come back for another lesson, Miss Brittany." He grinned, his eyes dark as he looked me over. "You've been a good student."

That made me tingle deep within. Because I wantedㅡ needed ㅡ more. My body ached