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History. A class I am actual shit at. I mean it's not like I'm trying or anything, but still.

Which is how I find myself in this current situation. I was more or less failing the class and had to stay after school to receive extra help from my teacher.

"You got that date wrong." I heard a deep voice behind me. It was Mr.Goold. A big brained man with an even bigger butt. No, like actually. This man was packing.

"Oh, did I?" I said with bored tone. Did he really have to point out my mistakes so..so casually?

He hummed in response, "Yeah. Your answer is off by 78 years."

"Thank you so very much for that very important correction." I was so tempted to roll my eyes but decided against it to show at least some respect.

He chuckled and walked back to his desk chair. Sitting down he spread his legs apart farther than necessary, "You know, if you want to get your grade up I can think of a few...other ways." I knew what he was hinting at. And I was about to miss the opportunity.

"Really? What did you have in mind?" I smirked slightly as I made eye contact with him.

"I'm willing to help you raise your grade, that is, if you're willing to help me release some pent up feelings." He looks me in the eyes as he says this, not blinking once.

Now, obviously I wasn't gonna waste the opportunity to raise my grade and get some. But, I was concerned about one thing.

"It's not a necessarily bad idea, just not a perfect one. We could easily be caught."

Mr.Goold took a few seconds to think before answering, "I don't think that will be a problem." Well I'm pretty sure it will, but whatever man.

I sighed, "Okay, Goold, you've got yourself a deal."

His smirk widens.

"Now that's what I like to hear." He makes a motion with his hand beckoning me over to him.

I stand and walk over to him with a sway in my hips.

When I am standing in front of him he pulls me down onto his lap so I was straddling his waist, my legs hanging off the back of the chair.

"I hope you're ready," He raspily said, "I won't go easy on you, and I don't expect you to go easy on me either hun."

My cheeks flushed a deep pink at how smoothly the words flowed from his mouth.

"Now, undress yourself." Those words were all he needed to utter for me to start stripping myself of my clothing.

As I was removing my clothes he removed his shirt, leaving the tie and his pants and revealing his toned chest beneath.

"Like what you see." He said it as more of a statement than a question. And yes. Yes I did indeed like what I saw. I turned my head away from his to avoid embarrassing myself.

"Aw look at me pretty girl." He cooed grabbing my chin, turning me to look at him.

With his other hand he started to unbuckle his pants, I was now noticing the very large tent in the middle of his legs.

"Would you be a good girl and help daddy remove is pants?" The pet names were turning me on and I could feel myself getting more wet second by second.

I nodded, letting my hands travel down to pull his trousers off. I pulled them down slowly.

His pants pooled at his feet as he looked at me with hungry eyes.

"Come sit." He demanded.

I obeyed and got in position to sit back down but, as I was about to sit he positioned his erection to my entrance.

As I went down he went in.

He was huge. I obviously thought he was but I didn't know he actually was.

It was painful at first, him being able to tell because of the way I winced and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.

The pain was slowly dissipating as it turned to pleasure.

"Does it still hurt?" His tone soft accompanying caring words.

I shook my head and he nodded in acknowledgement.

He started to move his hips upwards trying to get a rhythm for me to follow.

His hands found their way to my hips as he said, "Bounce." I obeyed and started to move up and down on his lap.

I had to wonder if we were being heard, our moans and the slapping of skin echoed across the classroom walls.

I tried my hardest to keep any noises to a minimum.

But Mr.Goold on the other hand was letting out all the groans he pleased, which made me worried we would get caught.

"M- Mr.Goold-,"

"Jordan. Ngh..c-call me Jordan." He interrupted and said between moans.

"O-okay, Jordan," I wasn't used to calling my teacher by his name, "You might get us c-caught..you're being a little loud." I tried to keep my tone normal but it came out like an airy moan.

"Mmh..good girl, I like it when you moan my name..I'd love to hear you scream it next time." His groans were increasing as he used his hands to make my hips move up and down faster.

"N-next time?" I manage to moan out.

"Yeah, you know, you look so pretty when you're crying over how good my dick makes you feel." His sweet words and the way he moved in side of me hitting all the right spots was pushing me over the edge.

"Ah~ Y/n.." He moaned out my name so perfectly, next thing I knew I had orgasmed.

My face flushed a dark red realizing I had came on him but, he seemed happy.

"I'm close Y/n, be a g-good girl and let me continue till I'm done, okay?" He was a hot mess under me as I continued to go up and down on him.

A few minutes later he had pulled out and came on my stomach and thighs.

He tilted his head back on his chair, breathing heavily and sweating. I was a mess myself, my hair clung to my face and neck from the amount of sweat dripping from me.

Looking into my eyes he smiled, "You'll be getting an B+ after this."

I scowled and looked him over, "I think you mean A+."

He chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

At least I'm not failing anymore.