Sir

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(Names have been changed to fit Imagine book)
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"Truth or Dare?" Amanda asked Lucy. "Truth," she said confidently. "Last person you gave a blowjob to?" I asked. "Ben," she answered. "Omg I knew it!" Amanda exclaimed. "Always knew something was going on between these two!" She continued. "We are just friends," Lucy said. "Yes, with benefits!" I added. "Damn right we are!" She confirmed causing us all to laugh.
"So, Y/N, Truth or Dare?" Lucy asked me. "Dare my lovelies," I answered and took another shot of tequila. "I've got one, I've got one!" Amanda exclaimed. "What is it?" I questioned. "Get it on with..." she stated.
I swear to God if she makes me go out with Derek again...
"Mr Maloley," she said and smirked. "Our music teacher?" I laughed. "Yes!" Lucy agreed. "He's totally hot and not old. Plus, you've already said you'd fuck him if you had the chance to! We're basically giving you a carte blanche so go on!" Amanda said.
He is definitely sexy. And he's only like 20 something, 25 tops and I'm 18 so I'm legal. I'm in a boarding school so there is no way my parents would find out about it.
"Okay!" I said and the girls squealed. "You better not tell anyone though!" I warned them and stood up. "We promise!" Amanda and Lucy said in unision.
I unzipped the tent and walked out in the cold. I walked past my empty tent and made my way to the teachers' tents.
Each tent had the teacher's initials on the front. "AH, KB, DS," I was murmuring to myself.
I kept going until I reached the last tent. The thought that I had to go back and look more carefully annoyed me as I'm already cold. The last tent was the only one that was lit up from the inside indicating that the person inside was still awake.
As I got closer, the imprint of the initials NM got more clear.
Bingo! I thought to myself.
I walked near the tent and kneeled to the level of the zip.
"Sir?" I whisper-shouted. There was no response. "Mr Maloley?" I repeated a little louder.
Quiet shuffling could be heard from inside. Soon, the zipper was lifted to open up the tent.
"Are you okay Y/N?" The teacher asked.
His hair was messy unlike the usual gelled back hairstyle he does. His glasses remained on as usual unlike his shirt which was now off. His abs were clearly defined and different tattoo designs were imprinted all over his body.
"Y/N?" The teacher repeated as he noticed I've dozed off. "I'm really scared and cold," I said and pouted. Mr Maloley raised his eyebrow.
"What are you scared off?" Mr Maloley asked after a couple of seconds. "I heard there is bears in this area. Also, it's dark and I've got no one to share my tent with as there is an odd amount of girls," I made up an excuse. "Y/N there aren't any bears and even if there were, the whole camping site is surrounded by a wire fence," the teacher explained. "Yes, but they can climb over," I whined. "Y/N just go back to your tent. You'll be fine," sir said slightly annoyed. "But I'm cold," I said. "Put something else on," he said referring to my vest top that was quite thin. "You spilled your coffee over my sweatshirt earlier sir. It's still wet," he grimaced at the memory. "Right," he said looking around.
"I cannot find my sweatshirt to give to you for the night," Mr Maloley said after a minute. "Can you not borrow any of your friends' ones?" He asked. "They are all asleep," I lied on the spot. The teacher sighed.
Mr Maloley came towards the entrance of the tent and looked around carefully. "Okay, you can sleep here for the night but I advice you not to tell any of your classmates," the teacher said monotonously. "Of course," I replied and smirked while looking down.
I walked in quietly and sat down on the ground. I looked around. The tent itself was quite small so that is good in a way.
Mr Maloley's iPod and speaker were sitting in the corner, currently off. 'The Great Gatsby' was open and left on top of sir's sleeping bag as he was probably reading it before I came.
"I love this book," I said as I pointed towards it. "Really? What's your favorite part?" Sir asked. "Probably when Gatsby confessed that after all these years, he still loves Daisy," I said. "It's just, it's been years since they've last met, she married and had a child, yet he didn't give up on loving her. Every Saturday he'd throw a party just to impress her and every night he goes to the deck to look at the green light across the bay. After everything that has happened, he's still truly in love," I smiled at the thought. Mr Maloley was looking at me amused and curious at the same time.
"What about you?" I asked. The teacher thought for a minute. "Well, I don't really have a favourite part but I like the idea of the whole book," he said and I raised an eyebrows confused. "Gatsby's dream to have Daisy was corrupted but power, money and dishonesty just like The American dream of happiness and individualism. Just like is happening in the real world," sir explained and I processed the information.
"Yes, but they did have happiness at some point. After all, Gatsby and Daisy did engage into an affair," I said. "But were they truly happy? Risking Tom finding out about their affair and not being able to truly show their love for each other. Also, Tom's dishonesty caused by anger by Daisy's dishonesty, ended up causing Gatsby's life and Daisy's happiness," Mr Maloley argued back.
"I guess you are right," I said and looked at my music teacher who was already looking at me.
"Anyway, we all have to wake up early tomorrow so lights off," sir commanded. I obeyed and turned the gas lamp off.
I laid down with my back facing sir's chest. The tent was quite small so I was pressed against him.
Mr Maloley put the blanket over me as well and accidentally touched my arm. "Jesus Christ, you are freezing," he exclaimed. "Yeah," I murmured and subtly pressed my ass against the teacher's dick.
Is he wearing anything besides boxers?
I slowly started wiggling around and moving my butt which was still pressing against Mr Maloley's dick.
Sir cleared his throat trying to hint for me to stop. I stopped moving for a minute but then started moving my butt in a circular motion. I could feel a bulge starting to form.
"Y/N please stop moving," Mr Maloley requested calmly. "I'm sorry sir, I'm just trying to get a little more comfortable," I said and popped my butt out so it was pressing even harder against sir's bulge.
I kept on moving about for another five minutes and with each one, sir's bulge was growing harder and harder.
Surprisingly, Mr Maloley put his hand firmly on my hips and held them tight so I can't move. "Stop. Moving," sir commanded, now through gritted teeth and I smirked.
I turned around and moved closer to him. "Why? Are you getting a little uncomfortable?" I smirked. "No, but you are getting too comfortable," sir hissed.
I put my hand at the hem of my teacher's boxers and dragged my hand up his six pack and his chest, drawing random patterns. "A little fun never hurt nobody," I whispered in Mr Maloley's ear. "But I'm your teacher," sir whined but pulled me closer anyway. "So what? I'm 18 and I can make decisions for myself," I whispered in his ear again.
Before sir could answer, I moved my hand down to his boxers and felt his bulge though them. I could hear Mr Maloley choke out a moan. "Fuck," he murmured under his breath.
I put my hand in his boxers and started pumping him. "That's wrong," my teacher said while moaning. "It's going to be fine," I said and sat up so I'm more comfortable. Slowly I leaned towards Mr Maloley and looked him in the eyes. He moaned again as I kept on pumping him. My teacher pulled me closer and attached his lips to mine in a heated kiss, each of us fighting for dominance.
Mr Maloley  grabbed my leg to put it on the other side of him so I was straddling him. He moved his hands down to my ass and squeezed it. "Shit you are so hot," sir said.
I stopped pumping him which resulted into an angry groan by the teacher. I looked him in the eyes and started lifting my vest top without breaking the eye contact. A gulp could be heard from the teacher. My top was completely off when I could hear sir say "You are some badass girl," amused. One of his hands remained on my ass and the other one travelled to my boobs to play with them.
Sir stood up and started playing with my left nipple. He was stroking it so gently and I couldn't help myself but moan. Mr Maloley smirked at that and moved closer so he could start sucking on my other nipple. His tongue was making gentle circles around it and then started sucking on it softly. I started moaning louder and louder.
Suddenly I was flipped over and sir moved. He dragged his fingers slowly from my chin, down to my boobs and massaged them causing more moans from me. Mr Maloley kept on moving his fingers down across my body until he reached the hem of my shorts. He brought them down and threw them somewhere in the tent.
After a few second I could feel my teacher's fingers press against my entrance through my thong. A loud moan escaped my mouth. "Be quiet, we don't wanna get caught," sir commanded me and I nod my head. "You are so fucking wet," he said and rubbed me against my undies harder. "Just take them off," I demanded. "I don't like your attitude young lady," he said with a smirk. "Please take them off," I tried again. "Please take them off, who?" He smirked. "Please take them off sir," I repeated. "Hmm, not yet," he smirked and I groaned in frustration.
Sir rubbed circles through my underwear and it was so teasing and hot. He moved his thumb in the shape of the number 8 which helped stimulate my clit. "I thought you couldn't have gotten any more wet but damn," sir said and slowly took my thong off.
The cold air hit against my entrance and caused a quiet groan from me. My teacher leaned closer and attached his lips to my clit. He started sucking harshly on it while flicking it with his tongue. Loud moans were escaping my mouth. "Shit, shit, shit," I moaned as he started sucking even harder.
I was so wet I could feel I'm dripping a little. Mr Maloley saw that and licked my wetness that was dripping down my thigh until he reached my entrance. "You taste so fucking good," sir said and leaned in again. He put his tongue in me which caused me to choke out a moan. Sir just kept on making circles with his tongue to taste more of my wetness.
After a minute I could feel the ball of pleasure forming in the pit of my stomach. "You have to stop or I'll cum," I managed to say with a lot of effort.
"Turn around," sir commanded and I obeyed. He brought my ass up and made me stand on my knees.
Sir took his boxers off and I turned around. I finally took a good look at his dick and dayum. It's gorgeous.
I want him in me so badly now.
Mr Maloley grabbed his dick and started stroking my entrance up and down painfully slow. I tried pushing myself back so he could finally enter me but he stopped me. "Be patient," sir commanded and leaned closer to grab my hair.
After a minute of teasing, he finally slid his dick in me. Both of us moaned at the feeling. His size was just perfect to fill me.
Sir kept on moving in and out of me while pulling my hair. Moans kept on escaping both of our mouths continuously.
My teacher let go off my hair and moved his hand down to slap my ass which turned me on even more. "Well look at my hand print on your pretty ass," sir exclaimed proudly.
"I wanna go on top," I moaned out after a couple of minutes. "Hmmm," sir moaned out and pulled out to lay on the ground.
I straddled my teacher and lowered myself into him. Sir moaned loudly at the feeling and put his hands on my hips for more support. I started bouncing up and down and sir kept on staring at my boobs as they bounced too.
Slowly, I started grinding on my teacher slowly which caused him to moan out loudly. "You have to be quiet sir," I said as I leaned closer and kissed him. He kept on moaning through the kiss but it wasn't as loud.
Soon, my teacher started moving his hips up and down in order to make it more pleasurable for both of us. Mr Maloley started moaning even more more than before.
"Y/N.. I'm going to... Im going to cum soon," Mr Maloley managed to say out loud although it caused him a lot of effort. I stood up and my teacher groaned.
I moved down and grabbed my teacher's dick and started pumping it. I started sucking on his balls and then I dragged my tongue up to the tip and licked it. Slowly, I put it in my mouth and started sucking on it slightly.
Sir's dick was twitching in my mouth. I brought my head up and down a couple of times before I completely put my teacher's dick in my mouth.
"Jesus Christ you are so good," Sir said referring to my deepthroating skills. I took it out and smirked. I pumped my teacher a couple of times before I put him back in my mouth and moved as fast as possible and sucked as hard as possible.
"Y/N I'm so close," Mr Maloley moaned out. I started sucking even harder and soon sir twitched again. I took him out of my mouth and aimed his dick at my tongue.
I could feel Sir shooting his cum in my mouth as I kept in pumping him slowly. After, he was done I moved up about to the level of his face and looked him in the eyes as I swallowed. "Jesus Christ, you are so hot," sir said again.
Suddenly, I was flipped over and my teacher moved his hands to my entrance. He stuck two fingers in me and curled them up. Mr Maloley started pumping me relentlessly and I couldn't help myself but moan.
The ball of pleasure formed in the pit of my stomach once again. "I'm going to cum," I choked out and sir started pumping faster and faster.
After a minute I couldn't hold it any longer and let it go. A warm feeling spread across my whole body as I came. Surprisingly, I started squirting which I never knew I could do before.
"Fuck, why didn't you tell me you can squirt? That's so sexy," sir groaned. "Because I didn't know I could," I said still breathing heavily. "What do you mean? You must have done some stuff before?" Sir questioned. "Well, no one has ever made me cum that hard before," I said still shaky.
Sir dropped on the ground next to me, both of us exhausted. "I never expected you'd do anything like that. You look so innocent," sir said. "It's always the innocent ones that have the most tricks up their sleeves," I whispered as I rested my hand on Mr Maloley's chest.
Dare complete.

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