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Please enjoy the smut I wrote half awake and buzzed.
It's been a while since I wrote but due to the quarantine I've got some time on my hands to get back to my old hobbies.
Jirou knocked on the door and waited for the masculine voice on the other side to allow her entrance.
How did she get here? What exactly was going on?
Shutting the door and walking numbly over to the desk, she couldn't help but feel anxious. She was in trouble, but what did she do? And why was she excited?
Standing in front of his desk was her English teacher, Pro Hero, Present Mic. His usual hero attire was no where to be seen, instead he donned a casual suit and tie like many other teachers would wear. His wild, blonde hair was pulled back into a disheveled man bun. The fashionable sun glasses he usually donned were replaced by regular glasses. Had Jirou not known the man, she would never have guessed he was a Pro Hero.
"You disrupted class, Kyoka." Stated Mic with a stern tone of voice.
"I-I did?" Asked Kyoka as she nervously fiddled with her earphone jacks.
"You know what that means." He said as he smirked and eyed her up and down.
"I-I do?" Kyoka could feel hear heart in her throat as he motioned for her to come closer. She couldn't stop herself from placing one foot in front of the other until she stood just inches apart from him.
"Of coarse you do, you have to be punished." Mic stated with a grin.
"What did you have in mind, Sir?" She asked tentatively.
"On your knees." He ordered as he began undoing the button on his pants.
The hard tiled floor was cold on Kyoka's knees, she wished her socks had gone up just a little bit higher. Unconsciously gulping when she saw his pants pool to the ground, Kyoka licked her lips. He held his member as he gave it a few strokes. She could tell he wasn't fully erect yet but knew it was an impressive size. Looking up through her thick lashes, she met his gaze and felt her underwear dampen when he licked his lips.
"Open your mouth." He ordered, his voice soft yet firm.
Complying, Kyoka opened her mouth and moaned when he slid his soft member through her lips. Mic let out a soft groan as he ran a hand through her dark hair. Gently intertwining his fingers through her hair he began to force her head to bob back and forth on his dick. Kyoka moaned as she ran her tongue along his shaft, each second that passed she could feel him getting harder. The soft groans he produced only made Kyoka more aroused and enthusiastic. Reaching up, she wrapped her dainty hands around the base of his shaft and began massaging his dick in the same rhythm as her mouth.
Mic let out a deep moan as he watched the younger woman work his cock with her hands and mouth.
"You're not going to do it again are you?" He asked almost breathlessly. Kyoka pulled her mouth off his shaft and continued to stroke him.
"Do what?" She asked innocently before taking his dick back into her warm mouth. She could hear him groan in a low tone.
"You're not learning anything. I'm gonna have to try a different approach." He stated as he loosened his tie. Kyoka just stared up at him through her large lashes. Letting out a small whimper, Mic reached down and pulled Kyoka into a standing position before bending her over his desk.
"P-Present Mic?" She asked anxiously, before receiving a firm smack on her clothed ass. She let out a surprised gasp as she clung to his desk.
"Mr. Yamada." He corrected her as he flipped up her skirt and began to grope her ass through her black panties. Kyoka bit her bottom lip as he ran a finger across her folds. No doubt they were soaked. She could hear him chuckle behind her.
"No wonder that punishment wasn't working. You're such a naughty girl." He scolded in a thick voice. Kyoka shivered at his words. Another spank and Kyoka let out another whimper.
"S-sorry, Mr. Yamada." Apologized Kyoka. She could feel her face heat up in embarrassment and arousal. Mic ran his fingers across the edges of her panties before pulling them down in an agonizingly slow pace. Kyoka held back a whine, he was definitely taking his time torturing her. Strong fingers ran along her slender legs, back up to her ass. Biting her lip, Kyoka moaned as he began massaging her ass, slowly getting closer to her hot core. After what felt like an eternity to her, Mic ran a finger over her bare pussy. Both Mic and Kyoka moaned at the contact.
"Normally, I would love to taste you. But that's more of a reward than a punishment." Spoke the man behind her. Kyoka moaned and licked her lips at the thought of him ravaging her pussy with only his mouth and fingers.
"But since you've been so compliant so far, I don't think you need another spank." He stated as she felt something warm and firm press against her cheeks. Mic grabbed onto Kyoka's legs and spread them apart. She was bare and spread open for him, Kyoka blushed at the intimacy of it all.
She could feel him positioning himself behind her and she couldn't help but moan and rock back somewhat. He chuckled behind her at her eagerness.
"You want this dick, Kyoka?" He asked huskily, making her shiver.
"Y-yes. Yes please, Mr Yamada!" Begged Kyoka as she heard him groan behind her. She moaned as he ran his shaft along her entrance. No doubt she was dripping with arousal.
"You want this cock deep in your pussy?" Mic asked as he teased her entrance with his tip.
"Yes please! Fuck me! Please, Mr Yamada! Please fuck me!" She Begged. Kyoka let out a whimper as she could feel more than just his tip ease into her hot cunt.
"Fuck." Groaned Mic as he slowly filled her up. Kyoka whimpered as she felt him fill her completely and reach her cervix. Slowly he pulled back, leaving only his tip inside her hot pussy before filling her back up again. Kyoka moaned at his slow, agonizing rhythm. This truly was a punishment.
With one hand on her hips, Mic brough his other around to reach for her sensitive clitoris. Kyoka bit her lip and moaned as he circled her sensitive nub with his expert fingers.
"So wet." He moaned behind her. Each word he spoke sent pleasurable shivers through her body. Pulling his hand away from her clit, Kyoka glanced back in protest only to blush furiously. Mic was licking her juices off his finger as he thrust in and out of her pussy. Kyoka licked her lips and drank in his appearance. A slight sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead. His eyes were glued to hers as he sucked his fingers clean of her juices. She had never seen such determination on his face. He gave her a lopsided smirk as he felt her pussy clench around his dick.
Bringing his hand back to her hips, Mic began to thrust harder, faster, pounding her into his desk. Kyoka let out a slight gasp or moan with each thrust. He was so big and stretched her pussy, each thrust was both pleasure and pain.
"Fuck!" Moaned Kyoka softly. A sudden, forceful slap on her backside made her yelp.
"Language, Miss Jirou." Scolded Mic as he forcefully thrust into her.
"S-sorry, Mr. Yamada." All but whimpered Kyoka. She didn't have to look at him to know he was smirking.
"So naughty." He scolded as he began pounding her harder. Kyoka let out a strangled moan as she began rocking her hips with his. She felt herself smirk as she heard him groan as she bounced back onto his dick. Mic spanked her again and she let out a whimper. His strong fingers dug into her soft skin as he gripped her hips tightly, his thrusts becoming stronger and more erratic. Kyoka couldn't help lay bent over on his desk and take the pounding he was giving her. His thrusts making her moan and whimper.
"So close." He breathed heavily.
"Yes, please. Cum for me!" Begged Kyoka in between thrusts. "Cum in me, Mr. Yamada."
Mic began thrusting wildly into her, Kyoka could feel herself building up. Each thrust, every groan from him bringing her closer. Every stoke of his dick inside her felt like it was setting her whole body on fire. She heard him grunt and curse under his breath as he began fucking her harder than ever before.
Kyoka let out a loud moan as she felt her body explode. Stars burst behind her eyelids as she came hard around his dick. Mic let out a husky groan as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock. Gripping her hips tighter and thrusting erratically, he let out a moan, his seed spilling into her hot center. Kyoka let out a weak moan as she melted under him. She could feel him shudder as he rode out his climax, gently thrusting as Kyoka milked him dry. Bending over her, Mic kept himself inside her as he nuzzled her neck. Kyoka let out a satisfied moan as she leaned into his touch. He kissed her neck as Kyoka reached a tentative hand up and ran her fingers into his disheveled hair.
How long had someone been knocking on the door? That was knocking right? It was so rhythmic and consistent.
Kyoka's eyes opened with a groan before rolling over. She turned off her alarm clock and wiped the sleep from her eyes.
English class was going to be awfully uncomfortable for her today.
Hope you enjoyed.
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