A loud, obnoxious beeping in my ear drags me from my sexy dreams about Mr Murray. My hand slams down onto the alarm clock and stops it's screeching noise that I dread to hear every morning.

My dream was delightful, Mr Murray had me on my hands and knees while he rammed into my ass. His deep voice was so arousing and his hand stroked me and got me so close to orgasm but of course, my alarm woke me up. Hopefully though I'll be doing the real thing with him soon, that's when I've successfully seduced him of course.

I suppose I should get up now and get into school to see my future boyfriend. Reluctantly, I crawl out of bed and leave my bedroom to go to the bathroom and get a shower.

As I wait for the shower to heat up I think back to my dream. Mr Murray's cock was small but it still felt amazing, I guess that's what happens in dreams. Hopefully in real life it's long and thick so I really feel it when he fucks me. That would be blissful.

With that thought now pushed to my wank bank for later, I climb into the shower and wash myself. I use my brother's body wash and shampoo because he always chooses ones that smell nice, unlike me who seems to always pick disgusting ones.

Once I'm clean and smelling fresh I dry myself with a towel and wrap it loosely around my waist, usually I air dry but unfortunately I'm running a tad late for school and need to leave soon.

When I'm back in my room I quickly pull on some boxers and black jeans then search around for a clean dress shirt that isn't crumpled or smells bad. Luckily, I find one hung over my armchair and pull it over my head briskly. It only takes me a second to tie my blue tie that is part of the school uniform. Today I think I'll put a metal bar through my tongue piercing to help me seduce Mr Murray.

"Cole! Hurry up or you'll be late!" Yells my dad from downstairs. Usually I walk to school with Lacey but she's getting a lift from her brother so I'm doing the same.

"I'm here," I sigh as I put on my leather jacket and pick up the box of cigarettes I left on the kitchen table.

"Oh is that coffee?" I ask when I see the cup in my dads hand. He chuckles and hands me the cup as he leads me to the car. We both climb in and I happily sip at the bitter drink.

"Mmm I don't know what I'd do without coffee," I say thoughtfully as we pull out of the driveway.

"Or cigarettes," grumbles dad. I roll my eyes because I already know he hates me smoking but I can't stop now, I've already tried that and it didn't end well.

Luckily, my school isn't too far from my house so the tense car journey doesn't last long. Dad parks the car outside the school gates and puts his hand out for his coffee. I sigh and hand him his half empty coffee back then hop out of the car.

My first lesson of the day is English so I get to see the sexy man I've become slightly obsessed over. The corridors are empty and I suddenly realise how late I actually am. I speed walk down to my classroom and pray Mr Murray won't notice me slip inside.

Unfortunately, luck is not on my side today. As I go to run into the classroom, Mr Murray was walking out and we collided. Of course, to make matters worse, I fell to the ground and dragged him down with me.

"I'm so sorry," I squeak as Mr Murray shifts to get off me.

"It's okay I should have been looking where I was going." He replies like a gentleman and puts his hand out for me to grab. Happily, I let him help me up from the ground and check me over for any injuries.

"Next time I'll drag you onto something softer, like a bed," I say with a wink and walk around him and into the classroom. I sit at my seat next to Lacey and notice her stifling a laugh.

"What's so funny?" I ask with knitted brows.

"You both went down like skittles," she snickers, her face going slightly red as she fans herself with her hand. I chuckle at her expression and glance over to where Mr Murray is still stood, he has a dumbfounded expression on his face and looks beyond confused.

"I can't believe you dragged the teacher to the floor with you!" Lacey laughs even louder than before and I can't help but join in. Soon we are both cackling and wheezing which attracts everyone's attention, including the hunk with the black framed glasses.

"Lacey and Cole! Sit at the desk at the front and calm down!" He orders in a loud voice. Me and Lacey give each other a wary glance, he's scary when he's in strict mode. We both go down the the front of the classroom and plop into the seats closest to his desk with no complaints other than slight mumbles.

Mr Murray comes up the the front of my desk and leans down to my eye level.

"Don't forget you're in detention with me tonight," he warns in a tone that sends shivers along my spine. Trust me you sexy specimen, I won't be ditching a chance to be alone with you.

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Later that day, when most other students have left school, I make my way back to the English class. Mr Murray is at his desk like usual and is marking test papers I think.

I saunter into the room and drop into my seat close to the teachers desk.

"Hi," I say quite loudly, hoping to grab his attention.

"Hello, I'll be with you in a second," he responds, not looking up from the papers in front of him. I huff slightly, I'm a very impatient person and waiting around like this is not my forte. I start tapping my foot as the minutes seem to drag into hours. My fingers soon join in with the tapping but it still doesn't make the time pass any faster.

"Are you done yet?" I ask innocently.

"It's only been three minutes," mumbles Mr Murray as he keeps writing.

"But I'm bored." I sigh dramatically and throw my head back to dangle over the back of the chair.

"Do you have ADHD or something else?" Asks Mr Murray with a raised eyebrow. I don't reply straight away, I just examine his face and appreciate his gorgeousness.

"You're hot," I blurt out without really thinking. His perfect eyebrows draw together and he looks at me with a startled expression.

"Excuse me?"

"I said you're hot. I like your face, it's pretty. You suit glasses, they make you look sophisticated-"

"Enough." He sighs and puts down his pen, his hands rubbing his temples in frustration. He gets up from his seat and hands me a piece of lined paper and a pen.

"Fill the page with lines saying "I will not distract my English teacher/class," he orders in that voice again, I love that voice, it's dominating and makes me feel all tingly.

"Okay," I shrug and start writing. He looks marginally surprised that I'm actually listening. He soon realises that I'm not finished with him yet, as after I've done about ten lines, I get bored and start balancing the pen across my nose.

His big hands carefully take the pen from my nose and place it in the palm of my hand. His hands are so nice.

"I'd fuck your hands, you have nice hands, fuckable hands."

"Just go home Cole," he sighs in defeat, his head falling onto the desk before him. I can't help but chuckle at his distressed state, maybe I could stay and help him out with that, or I could go home. Yeah home sounds nice.

"Have a good night, Sir," I say happily and leave the school and head home.

On my way back I call Lacey and ask if she's free tonight.

"I'm planning a quiet night in with a tub of ice cream and Netflix. Sorry!" She replies with a cheery voice and hangs up. She definitely has a boy over tonight.

It doesn't matter anyways, I know a club I can go to and find someone for myself to satisfy my needs.

Once I get home, I shower and shave so I smell nice and look nice for whoever I will be fucking tonight. I'm not sure if I want to go for a guy or girl tonight. If I go for a girl or a bottom boy then I get to fuck someone but on the other hand, I might be able to find a hunk who will fuck Mr Murray's name from my head for a while. Decisions decisions.

I'll just decide when I'm at the party, and when I've got a few drinks down me.

I make sure to dress up extra slutty, I've got tight ripped jeans on with a low cut v-neck shirt and my new tongue stud in. A quick spritz of cologne and I'm ready to go. I say goodbye to my dad then leave to go to the club I'm eager to try out. On the way out of the house I make sure to grab enough money to make me tipsy, it makes things a lot more fun.

On my way down the street I start getting giddy, it's been about a week since I last had sex. I can't wait to either be ploughed or plough someone. My mini me seems the think the same as I feel it twitch in my pants. Don't worry little buddy, you'll be out and feeling good soon enough.

When I get to the entrance of the club I show the bouncer my ID and I enter with a hopeful smile. My first stop is to the bar to get a drink, then I'll go dance and find my fuck-buddy for tonight.

The bartender looks hot but unfortunately, he's working and I'm not prepared to wait for him to get off. I order a simple drink that will leave me with a slight buzz and wait for it to be made. The bartender winks at me and see his number is on a napkin under the glass. I smile at him and pocket the number, that might be useful another day.

I turn to the dance floor with my drink in hand and scan over the writhing bodies. My eyes fixate on a certain girl who is drop dead gorgeous. She has an hourglass figure and long black hair, the tight dress she is wearing shows off a lot of skin and gets me horny very quickly.

My drink is downed, my hair is tussled and my sexy face goes on as I approach the sexy girl.

"Hey, I'm Cole," I introduce myself loudly over the thumping music. She turns to me and her brown eyes scan over my face and body, a small smile forming on her face.

"I'm Darcy," she says in a sugary voice, "dance with me?"

"Of course."

My hands find their way to her waist and we start dancing/grinding on each other. My dick is so hard now and her rubbing herself on it is not helping at all, I need her in bed with me. I can't take her home with me because dad is home so I'll just have to wait for her to ask. We dance for a few more minutes and she gets more daring as we go, her hand slips to my groin every now and then and rubs me.

"Should we go back to my place?" She asks, her hand running up my chest and settling on my shoulder. I nod quickly and follow her through the crowds like a puppy.

We manage to get outside and we start walking down the street.

"How old are you?" She asks.

"18, you?" I reply, I really hope she's not really old or young.

"32. I hope I'm not too old for you?" She says with a smirk that says she knows I'm not saying no to a night with her.

"You're not old, you definitely don't look it anyways." It's true, she looks about 20.

"Well thank you, I'm flattered."

We walk on in silence for only a minute or so until we reach her house. She unlocks the door and leads me inside. I start taking off my shoes but I'm tackled into a kiss that leaves me breathless. My hands grab onto her waist and pull her closer as our tongues dance together. A growl leaves my lips when she tugs on my hair and rubs my erection through my jeans.

"Bedroom?" I ask, my voice slightly husky. She doesn't reply and just drags me up a set of stairs and into a bedroom. I'm quickly pushed onto the bed and left to watch as the hottest woman I've ever seen strip off in front of me. Her body is amazingly smooth and sexy.

I sit up on my elbows and lean closer as Darcy crawls up the bed to me. She straddles my waist and slowly pulls my shirt over my head. I decide to take control and push her backwards onto the bed, me between her legs.

I unbutton my jeans an take them off, along with my boxers, then lean over her body and start kissing her again. All I can taste is the drinks she had at the club and I like it.

"Condoms?" I ask breathlessly. I'm not getting her pregnant today.

"In the drawer," she nods her head to a bedside table with a small drawer in the top half.

Once I've got a condom securely wrapped around my dick, I rub the head over her pussy.

"Just fuck me already!" She whines so I start pushing in. The head gets in and is soon followed by the rest of my length.

"Fuck, you feel so good," I groan and start thrusting in and out at a slow pace. She moans and her nails dig into my back as I pound into her. My mouth kisses and sucks her neck and leaves dark marks. Her tight hole leaves me breathless as it squeezes me blissfully. I thrust in fast then pull out slowly, making sure to make her feel good. I lean over and suck on her neck and down to her nipples, taking them in my mouth and nibbling gently.

"Let me ride you," she gasps. I pull out and lay down on my back, she sits over my stomach then slowly lowers herself on my dick. A loud groan leaves my lips and my hands fly to her hips to hold on.

"Fuck yes!" I gasp.

My hips lift up and down to meet hers as she goes up and down my length, her round tits bouncing. The warmth around my cock is making it increasingly hard to hold my orgasm back. I quicken the pace and soon enough, she's cumming.

"Yes yes! I'm cumming!" She screams as her body shakes and her hands grip my forearms tightly. Soon after I'm following after her and I release into the condom.

"Fuck that was good," I say breathlessly.

She climbs off me and decides she's going to sort out the condom for me. She takes it off and disappears from the room for a while, only to return without the used rubber.

"You can stay the night if you want," she offers as she lays down on the bed with me.

"Sounds good," I say with a smirk and kneel over her body.

Tonight will be very fun.