Let's Talk Dirty

I wanted to fall asleep during this stupid ass speech. Every year, a speaker comes into every class to talk about sex. Who the hell wants to hear about it when they already know everything about it?
I let out a breath and looked at the sex teacher.
He was hella hot, and I wanted to listen to him for the sake of hearing his voice. But who am I kidding? I was bored out of my fucking mind!
And I had fallen asleep. But I woke up when the bell rang, and it made me grab my things and jump from my seat.
"Oh wait Y/N. I want to speak with you." Mr. Horan said and I huffed, walking over to him.
I threw my things onto the desk in front of me and he smiled.
When everyone was out of the room, he walked over to the door and pulled down the blinds so no one could see through the window. I crossed my arms, but I tensed when he locked the door.
He shoved his hands into his pockets and walked over to the desk, leaning up against it.
"Do you want to tell me what I talked about today?" He cocked an eyebrow and I looked at him.
I laughed, "Is that really necessary?"
"I think it's beyond necessary. Either you explain, or I will."
"You're going to have to explain. Because I don't know a damn thing about sex except for the fact that you... Have sex." I chuckled and he stepped in front of me.
"What starts sex?"
"Meth." I chuckled again, and he chuckled with me.
"No. What actions lead to sex?"
"I don't know. Kissing?"
"Show me." He cocked his eyebrow again and I laughed.
"You're a teacher, and I'm a student-"
"Do you honestly think I give a shit about that rule honey? You're the only virgin in your grade, and I want you."
"But you're a sex teacher. Isn't that wrong-" He interrupted me by kissing me.
I put my hand on the back of his neck and he kissed me deeper.
"The next step is easy. All you have to do is make your partner uncomfortable, by making them very, very... Nervous." He said, sliding his hands up my shirt, pulling it from my body.
I put my hands on his waist and unclipped his belt, taking it off.
"And other toys can be used." He smirked and I looked at him when he took his belt from my hands.
He grabbed my waist and kissed me, walking me over to the table beside the wall. He pushed me on top of the table and I laughed. He then grabbed my hands and wrapped the belt around them, making me laugh again.
"You can't be serious?" I said when he looped the other side of the belt to the table.
"Are you nervous yet?" He hovered over me and I nodded.
"Yeah. Just a little." I stuttered.
"The next part, you have to make your partner, very... Eager."
I smirked and he leaned over top of me, sending kisses down my chest as he unbuttoned my pants. He slid them off my legs and immediately slipped his off. His hands landed on my thighs and he planted kisses on them; trailing them up my hip bone. He looped his finger around the top of my underwear and slipped them off my legs, making me shudder. He tossed his underwear off and climbed on top of me again.
"Now for the fun part. Make sure that your partner, knows that you're in control."
He put his tip on top of my entrance, teasing me and making me squirm. He chuckled and pushed his length into me, making me squirm again. He put his knees on the table and began to thrust. The pain was intensifying, and I craved more of it. He thrusted harder and I moaned in his ear, trying to pull my hands from the table; making him chuckle. He grabbed my thighs and leaned down on top of me.
"Now what's the next part?" He grunted with every thrust.
"Cum." I spat out and he nodded his head, rubbing his hand down my thigh and digging himself more into me.
I released and he let out a deep breath and his thrusts started to become sloppy, so he slowed down. But he still had the strength to move so he kept going, and the tired pain was killing me.
Just then, the table collapsed out from under us, and I started to laugh. He unlooped my arms and pulled me from the ground.
"Get dressed. My next class will be here in about two minutes." He demanded and we immediately got dressed.
"What about the table?" I asked, buttoning my pants.
He slipped his tshirt on, and then put his flannel on. He chuckled again, "Leave it."
Then the next class came barging in and a few people stopped in the middle of the classroom, probably looking at the broken table behind us.
"What happened there?" Someone asked and I let out a deep breath.
"Go." He whispered in my ear.
I grabbed my things and walked to the door. I turned around and looked at him, and he stood in front of the class.
"Okay class," He winked at me before proudly saying, "Let's talk about sex."

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