#bhang chan smut

[tunapotatobangchan]

[storytowrite]

Love Untold (OT8 x F! Reader)

Chapter 23

Paring: BangChan x Y/N

Genre: smut

Warnings: 18+, blowjob, overstimulation

Word Count: 3873

Masterlist

Due to the work of your parents, you are forcet to constantly move. However, this time moving houses let to interesting and unusual events. You met 8 handsome boys at school and somehow you managed to move in with them. How will your fate go?

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Your parents' text messages were becoming more and more persistent. It was getting harder and harder for you to hide it from the boys. It was becoming increasingly difficult for you to keep your emotions in check. You often locked yourself in your room, covered yourself with a blanket and cried. You felt powerless, you were afraid that you would have to go back to the people who hurt you so much.

And today was just such a day when you felt particularly shitty. Tonight was sleepless and hard. There was a huge confusion in your mind, your parents' messages showed that they were getting closer to finding you. You didn't know who to turn to. Contact with Sebastian seemed too risky since your parents could control him. But you also didn't want to bother any of the boys. After all, they had enough of their own problems.

You looked lazily at your phone, it was 2 p.m. You decided it was the right time to finally get out of bed and leave the room where you had been staying for several days. You put on some stretched out sweatpants and tied your hair in a messy bun. You didn't pay attention to your appearance at all, you didn't care if you looked beautiful or like a total bum.

You reluctantly left the room, blinded by the bright light that wasn't in your room. Squinting slightly, you headed towards the kitchen to eat whatever you could find in the fridge. All the time you were locked in your room, you weren't eating well, in fact, you could almost say you weren't eating at all.

You were only one thing away from starving yourself because Minho brought you home-cooked meals every day. The boy must have guessed that something was wrong, because often when you didn't open the door for him, he left food at your door, with a note attached with some nice words written on it.

Stretching, you crossed the threshold of the living room, but stopped mid-step to look around the room. Surprise was evident on your face as your eyes fell on the walls decorated with colorful garlands and balloons, and the table groaning under the weight of gifts caught your attention.

You were confused and started to wonder what was happening and who this celebration was organized for. You repeated all the boys' birthdays in your head, but none of them had even close birthdays. Unless you couldn't keep track of time and got the dates wrong. However, before you could comprehend the situation, a group of your close friends entered the living room.

"Surprise!" They shouted at the same time, causing surprise to appear on your face.

The boys smiled brightly as they stood in front of you, ready to wish you a happy birthday.

As the initial shock left your body, you felt your entire body warm up from the warmth of their gesture.

"I completely forgot it was my birthday today!" You laughed lightly, still unable to believe what the boys had prepared. "Thank you very much. It makes my day.”

"No problem, Y/n! We're here to support you and make you feel special!" Chan smiled, coming to hug you.

“We will do everything to make you feel special every day. “ Minho placed a sweet kiss on your cheek.

Their words brought tears to your eyes. You were touched by their kind gesture, but you were also sad that you distanced yourself from them so much and they would steal the moon for you.

"We have prepared something special for you." Changbin added, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

At this time, Felix entered the room, holding a huge handmade cake. This made you completely fall apart. You made a wish “ That this moment would last forever and that you would never have to leave them.” And you blew out the candle.

You lived this beautiful moment, you were happy to have them next to you. The boys were racing to give you gifts you never dreamed of having. You got a big teddy bear, beautiful perfume and much more. Finally, it was Hyunjin's turn, and he was the only one waiting calmly for his turn.

He brought you a beautifully packaged, quite large but narrow gift. You had absolutely no idea what it was. You carefully tore the decorative paper and saw a hand-painted picture of all 9 of you. Tears flooded your eyes again, you didn't know what to say, you were touched. You simply snuggled tightly into Hyunjin's chest, who hugged you back and gently rubbed your back, assuring you that your emotions were normal.

“I really don't know what to say. I love you guys. I love you so much. I'm sorry I've been acting like this lately, but my parents are getting me down. “ The smile on the boys' faces quickly turned into consternation. After all, you didn't tell them anything about the increasingly frequent threatening messages from your parents.

“Y/n, you can always tell us if something is bothering you. You know we will always listen to you and try our best to help you.” Han said, sitting down next to you and wrapping his arms around you.

You looked at all the boys who were waiting for your answer. You took a deep breath to collect your thoughts and began to speak.

“My parents started texting me more and more often, threatening to find me and force me to marry the guy who molested me at one of their parties. They chose him only because he is the son of an influential businessman who can strengthen their position on the market. Recently their messages have become more and more detailed and it seems to me that they are already close to finding me. I'm afraid they'll take me away from here and I'll never see you again." Just at the mention of your parents, you started shaking.

Han and Minho immediately hugged you, trying to calm you down. Of course, their touch, their warmth helped and I felt unpleasant shivers.

“You don't have to worry Y/n, we won't let anyone take you from us. Hyunjin assured you, gently circling your hand with his finger.

You looked around the room, seeing all the boys standing close to you, assuring you that everything would be okay, it made your body fill with peace and warmth. You trusted them, you trusted that they would do everything to make you feel good, like the most important person in the world. You were theirs and they were yours.

Your mood improved slightly and you decided that there was no point in wasting time and that you should celebrate.

“Let's celebrate! “ You screamed, and all eight of them followed you.

The next thing you could hear were cheers and the sounds of opening bottles and cans full of various alcohols echoing around the room. You had a great time listening to great music. The time for drinking new drinks made by Hyunjin was interrupted by dancing with each of the boys.

After a few drinks and you don't know how long, you danced with everyone except Chan, who was sitting on the couch watching you all. The boy was by far the most sober person in the entire house and he was having a great time watching his friends behave after drinking too much alcohol.

You had to admit that it must have looked funny when everyone was tripping over their feet, falling and rolling on the ground laughing. You felt like you were about halfway there when it came to your level of intoxication. The clear winner was Han, who was close to dying, but Minho was already taking care of him to prevent that from happening.

You took a few sips of another drink and felt a great need to dance with someone. You looked around the room and everyone seemed to be busy. Minho was keeping an eye on Han, Changbin was practicing with Felix, and Hyunjin was preparing more drinks for Jeongin and Seungmin. The only person who was doing nothing was Chan, who was sitting in the men's spread, leaning against the backrest, one hand between his legs. His posture exuded confidence.

He looked hot and you swore he had been staring at you for a long time. His gaze was deep and full of mystery, radiating sensuality, like the flames of a fire in the dark. His lips were slightly parted, revealing the spark of unbridled lust that danced in his eyes. His breathing was almost palpable, and every movement of his muscles focused your attention on him. He looked at you as if he wanted to dive into the ocean of your existence.

You took a few steps towards him, keeping your eyes on him and started dancing. It wasn't a very difficult dance, you focused more on sensuality than skill. You squirmed to the rhythm of the music, gently pulling up your shirt every now and then, exposing your belly.

Chan wasn't reacting the way you wanted him to, he was just looking at you, so you decided to get closer. Your movements were bold, full of sex appeal. You stood between his legs, turned your back to him and leaned up, exposing your round buttocks. You felt his hands on your thighs, moving slowly upwards. And after a while, your buttock burned from the boy's strong slap.

You turned to him, a slight smirk on his face. He licked his lips slowly, grabbing the back of your legs and pulling you towards him so that you were now straddling his lap. Chan squeezed your buttocks and you moved your hips to the rhythm of the music.

You were about to press a kiss to his plump, full lips when you felt the cold, sticky drink spread over your body. You jumped away from Chan and saw Han lying on the ground with an empty glass in his hand. Minho was already standing near him and trying to pick him up, apologizing to you at the same time.

You weren't mad at your friend, you even laughed when you noticed how bad his condition was. You wiped your face from the drops of drink running down your cheeks. You looked down at yourself and realized that you needed to take a bath, and quickly, before your hair got unresolvable tangles.

You went to your room, grabbed your towel and went to the bathroom. You took off your soaking wet clothes and stepped into the shower. Water flowed from the ceiling shower, creating a cascade of pearl drops that resounded melodiously in harmony with the gentle noise. Steam filled the bathroom, enveloping you in a mist of humidity, creating an intimate atmosphere.

You sank into yours, standing under the stream of warm water that enveloped you like a soothing touch. Your skin reacted to the heat, and you squinted slightly as the drops flowed down your body like pearls on velvet fabric. This pleasant feeling brought to mind the situation from a moment ago.

Thinking about Chan, you started caressing your body. Your hands glided over your skin and you melted into the pleasant massage that dissipated the tension and made you feel relaxed. You imagined that every movement of your hands was replaced by Chan's, as if he was standing with you in the shower and caressing your body.

You were starting to get aroused, heat filling every inch of your body. You slowly rubbed your thighs together, trying to satisfy your needs in any way possible. You placed two fingers in your mouth, swirling your tongue around them. Every now and then you sucked on one of them, you really wanted your fingers to be something else, but for now it had to be enough.

You moved your saliva-moistened fingers to your crotch. You painted in circular motions on your clit. Your mouth involuntarily opened in pleasure, letting out a soft moan. You grabbed your breast with your other hand and slowly started caressing it. A wave of pleasure spreads through your body. It was becoming increasingly difficult for you to take a full breath, and the drops of water hitting the ground drowned out your moans.

Your imagination began to work even better, behind your closed eyes you knew Chan was touching you where you liked it best. Drops of water replaced his lips as they glided over your body, leaving wet marks made with his tongue.

“Agh…Chan…Yes…that's right…” You couldn't hold back your words.

Suddenly you heard loud clapping. Your eyes immediately opened, moving towards the sound. Chan was standing in the doorway. He was leaning against the wall and shaking his head slightly. As usual, he had that smirk on his face.

“ Oh well, someone's having fun here. “He went inside and closed the door behind him.

His voice was calm, slightly throaty, pleasantly teasing to your ears. You were shocked and quickly stopped doing what you were just doing. You got out of the shower and wrapped yourself in a towel. The boy immediately pinned you to the wall, lifting your arms up. The quick movement caused your towel to slide to the ground.

You stood completely naked in front of him, his thigh between your legs, pressing against your still sensitive pussy. His body was close enough to you that you could feel the warmth radiating from it. The boy leaned towards you, closing the distance between you even more.

“Let me show you what a real pleasure is, baby girl.” He whispered into your ear, pressing even harder against your crotch.

His movement made you bite your lip, holding back the release of the moan that was hiding just beyond your lips. As soon as he loosened his grip, your hands fell limply to his shoulders. Your fingers dug into his neck as his full lips placed their first kiss on your neck.

You felt every move he made, every breath he took, with double the force. Your body was very sensitive to everything he did. You closed your eyes, completely surrendering to his touch. You drown in his kisses, which lightly tickle your neck. Chan knew exactly what to do to give you as much pleasure as possible.

His lips traveled all over your neck, leaving wet marks in their wake. Every now and then he would lightly suck on your neck and your body would respond with a beautiful arch, allowing him even better access. They don't want to let you rest for a moment, the boy ran his tongue along your collarbones, lightly biting your skin.

You dug your fingers into his skin even harder, to the point that your fingertips turned white. You couldn't hold back your moans any longer as his hands cupped the underside of your breasts, lifting them slightly. Before you knew it, his mouth was around your nipple, sucking on it. Moments later, Chan added his tongue, rubbing small circles around your hard nipple.

“Agh…Channie…” It fell from your lips, causing a smile to appear on Chan's face, but he didn't stop playing with your breasts. His tongue swirled nimbly between one nipple and the other, biting them from time to time.

While he was giving you an enormous amount of pleasure, you didn't want to be left indebted to him, so you slid one hand down his body, grabbed the bottom of his shirt, and in one swift movement, took it off him. The boy was now standing topless in front of you, and even though it wasn't the first time you had seen him without a shirt, you were always amazed by the sight of his well-built body.

The other hand went to his already swollen crotch. You moved it around, adapting to the rhythm Chan gave you with his tongue. The atmosphere in the bathroom was getting hotter and the air was getting thicker, making it difficult for you to breathe.

Finally, Chan stopped playing with your breasts and in a fluid movement he sat you down on the counter next to the sink. He moved between your legs, cupping your buttocks in his hands and planted a luscious kiss on your lips. Your tongues fought against each other in a romantic dance, your saliva mixing together in thin threads as you broke apart for a moment to breathe.

You felt that you wouldn't last long until Chan filled you from the inside, so you slightly pushed him away from you, knelt right in front of him and took off his pants and panties. The boy knew exactly what you were planning, he inserted his fingers between your hair and gripped it hard.

Without further ado, you took his cock into your mouth and deepthroated him. Tiny drops of tears formed in your eyes as Chan pushed his cock even harder down your throat. But you didn't move away, you just looked at him from below and started moving your head. Chan towered over you, looking at you with great desire, but at the same time carefully making sure he didn't overdo his movements.

His cock grew even bigger in your mouth, revealing his thick veins. Your legs were already starting to shake. You couldn't hold in any longer the arousal that was inside you. Your juices flowed out of you, more and more.

Chan lifted you off his lap, bending you down and resting you against the bathroom counter. You were facing the mirror and you were leaning towards it. Your breasts were pressed against the cold stone. The boy spread your legs, immediately placing the first, not too hard, slap on your buttock.

A heavy sigh escaped your lips, but you liked it. A moment later you felt Chan guide his fully erect cock towards your hole. You couldn't wait for him to fill you, for him to start fucking you. You were ready to fulfill every one of his deepest fantasies.

Chan immediately pushed his full length into you and waited for you to get used to his size. Only when he was sure everything was okay did he start moving. His movements were strong and confident, hitting your sweet spot perfectly. Your legs went slightly weak under you, but Chan quickly caught you and supported you so that you wouldn't run away from him.

The force of Chan's movements was so strong that you placed your hand on the mirror to give yourself better support. You were now looking directly at your reflection and seeing what you looked like when Chan was fucking you from behind.

Your earlier play had brought you close to your climax, and now you didn't have to wait long for a wave of pleasure to wash over your body. The orgasm was very strong, your whole body was shaking and you were glad that Chan was holding you because you would definitely fall.

The boy didn't stop moving his hips the whole time, maintaining the same rhythm. When you reached the end of your fulfillment, you felt another slap, this time harder, on your buttock. Your bottom stung and the raspberry red imprint of his hand appeared on it.

“I'll make you scream my name.” Chan's voice resonated in your ears, but you didn't fully understand what he said because the post-orgasmic emotions hadn't left you yet.

“Chan more, more please.” Was all you could say as your eyes rolled back in pleasure.

You lowered your head, but the boy grabbed your hair and pulled you up so you could see what he was doing to you.

“Look how you look while I'm fucking you. Watch you act like a whore, demanding more.” His movements became even more aggressive.

A few movements and your body experienced a pleasant feeling again. Your pussy throbbed and the feeling became almost unbearable. Two such intense orgasms in a matter of minutes exhausted you, but Chan had no intention of stopping.

“Chan I…I can't take it anymore.” Your voice was shaky and very quiet.

“Hold on for me just a little longer, baby girl.” He placed a few kisses along your spine and continued in the same rhythm again.

He gripped your hips even tighter, digging his fingers into your skin. His movements were strong, and he moved you to double the force of his blows to your sweet spot. After two powerful orgasms, you were overstimulated and your eyes were glazed over with tears gathering in them.

You don't know how long it took until you felt the pleasure approaching again, but for you it felt like an eternity. And your mirror image showed it perfectly. You were all wet, your hair was sticking to your forehead, your eyes were red and your body felt like jelly.

"Chhan! Agh! Chan! I can't handle it anymore. I can't stand it.” You shouted without lowering your voice at all.

“Just a moment. You can do it." His voice was airy and heavy, as if he was approaching fulfillment himself.

“Agh…Chan!!!” You couldn't take it any longer and a third orgasm took over your body.

Your walls tightened around Chan's cock as it began to throb inside you.

“Ugh…You're tightening on me. It feels so good.” The boy sped up his movements and a moment later you felt warm sperm shooting inside you.

Your legs were shaking mercilessly and felt like cotton. You dropped your body onto the cold countertop and were glad that Chan was holding you, because you would have been on the ground a long time ago. When he finished cumming inside you, he pulled out of you and placed a sweet kiss on your ass where his handprint was.

While you were recovering on the bathroom counter, Chan ran a bath for you. Once the water filled the tub, he lifted you up like a princess and gently placed you in, then sat down right behind you and wrapped his arms around you tenderly.

“Happy birthday Y/n. You did well.” He said, pulling you closer to him and placing a small kiss on your shoulder.

Your cheeks flushed and you don't know why you felt embarrassed.

“Thank you Chan.” You rested your head on his shoulder and snuggled in as much as you could.

You spent some time in the water, your fingers started to wrinkle and the water slowly became cold but you felt blissful. You immersed yourself in the moment, your moment together.

“Y/n.” You turned to face Chan. “Back to what you told us. You have nothing to worry about, we won't let you be taken away, you have nothing to worry about. You belong to us and your place is here, with us. We all love you and we won't give it up for anything in the world.” His words made you emotional and you placed a kiss on his lips.

Suddenly you heard a bang coming from behind the door and then you remembered that there were 7 very drunk guys in the living room. You quickly got out of the bathtub, got dressed and went to take care of the revolution that was taking place in the living room.

<- Part 22 | Part 24 ->

[luvyeni]

FUCK MY WIFE ,, 방찬

pairings ‎⸝⸝⸝ bangchan x fem!reader wc. 3.9k+

genre. neighbor!au, smut

𓄷 includes ... cheating, unprotected sex, oral ( both receiving ), daddy kink

「 authors note 𖹭 」 you don't technically need to read the lee know fic , but it doesn't reference parts from the story so.

❪ masterlist! ❫

chan watched you go inside minhos house; he also saw minho following behind you, like he was on a mission. “hey baby.” he felt the lips of his wife's on his cheek. “hey.” he said looking around for your mother and minhos wife. “Who are you looking for?.” his wife asked, he shook his head. “no one.” he saw them both talking to each other; both of them so unaware of what their daughter and husband were up to. “just looking for the host or hostess.”

“ah she's over there talking to their neighbor that lives across the street from them.” she pointed. “i'm not sure where her husband is though— hey!” she waved as the two ladies approached them. “Mr. and Mrs. Bhang , how are you enjoying the barbecue?” the lady of the house asked him, chan tipped his drink with a smile. “You guys know how to throw a party , and the desserts are amazing.” he complimented. “well that's courtesy of Ms. y/ln here , she owns the bakery as you know.”

“Well you are an amazing baker.” the lady gushed, “thank you.” she said, his wife spoke up. “Hey, where is your husband?” He watched her look around much like he did before , but he knew where he was — and to say he was jealous was an understatement. “Probably inside feeding the cats.” she shrugged it off. “That man and those cats , sometimes I swear he loves them more than me.” she laughed.

“ah! there he is.” She said, the man standing around, his face red but chan didn't comment on it. “I told you those damn cats, I knew it.” she said. “yn seems to be missing as well , that girl probably snook off and went home.” your mother said, chan couldn't believe how oblivious the two were, it was almost comical how right on the nose they were but also so wrong.

both the ladies walking away; leaving him with his wife. “should we get going soon?” he asked, she nodded. “yeah, let me say a few goodbyes to the girls then we can head home.” he nodded , and she was off , he turned back to Minho who was adjusting himself, finally making eye contact; chan just gave him a nod like he knew— lucky fucking bastard.

Chan remembers the first time you came home from college for winter break; it was your freshman year, you were twenty-one years old; coming home from a grueling day at work to see you sitting on his couch; it was a cold day out but you were still wearing the tiniest skirt only with fleece tights, with the tightest long sleeve shirt that made your tits pop.

he couldn't remember why you were there and honestly he didn't care, you were sitting there waiting for his wife; so cute , so carefree— so fuckable. The obvious fuck me eyes you were giving him made his 30+ heart beat; and his cock stirring in his pants. that was the first night he ever fucked his wife.

no it wasn't the first time he ever fucked his wife in general; but it was the first night in a very long time; probably since before they got married all those years ago that he fucked his wife with so much lust and hungry, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of her— but his mind wasn't on his wife; no, he was thinking about you being under him, and him filling your tiny little cunt with his cock.

his wife was none the wiser either; thinking he just finally had a spur of the moment, and she wasn't complaining it was the best sex they had in a while, she was happy— blissfully unaware that her husband was thinking about the young girl down the street while he filled her with his load.

After that he thought it would go back to normal; and it did, you went back to college for the rest of the semester, and his sex life with his wife returned back to normal; slow and mundane , much like before— then you returned back for the summer, it just got worse from there.

Not only did you somehow get hotter over the last few months; now due to the heat you were wearing less and less clothing; miniskirts and shorts so short you didn't even need to bend over for people to see your lacy panties, your tiny crop tops; shiny titties bouncing up and down as you made your way down the hot streets.

Then it was the sunbathing; fuck the sunbathing. he didn't know if you did it for attention or what; and he didn't care he prayed every time he walked his dog that you were out there in the tiniest bikini soaking up the sun; and everytime you were, you'd sit up, lowering your sunglasses, parting your lips as you waved at him, wishing him a good day; he watched you purposely push your titties together— because you knew he was looking at them. that was the second time he fucked his wife, much like he did that winter.

That entire summer; it was like a routine, he'd walk the dog and you were out there in your bikinis; you'd have a small conversation where you'd subtly push your tits together; or your eyes would lower to his cock that knowing you; could see twitching in his shorts, biting your lip before he'd walk away— and then he'd go home and fuck his wife, he fucked his wife so that he wouldn't fuck you.

His wife must've been in heaven the entire summer; but she was surely let down once again when you went back to college for your second year— and their sex life returned back to normal.

“You know Mrs. Lee?” his wife said from their bathroom; bringing him back to reality. they had finally made their way back to their home. “she thinks that girl across the street from them, yn i think that's her name.” she walked into the room “she thinks she's trying to make a move on her husband.”

‘She's not wrong’ chan thought, but he didn't say it out loud. “How so.” he said, not bothering to look up from his phone. “just the little thing she does, the looks she gives him; and how she talks to him, she even said she started the sunbathing again.” he finally looked at his wife. “Sunbathing?” he said; of course he knew what she was talking about. “Yeah , half naked in her front yard, the other wives said it too.” fuck he couldn't wait to walk the dogs again. “that girl, her poor mother is none the wiser either, her daughter parading herself around seducing women's husbands.”

she climbed into bed , moving his phone out his, climbing into his lap. “not my husband though.” she kissed his lips. “My husband isn't desperate enough to fall for a young girl that's looking for attention?.” he groaned as he felt his wife grinding against him. “Mhm of course not.” he didn't move , letting her do what she wanted. “Good, now fuck me.” she moaned out

He flipped her over, slotting himself in-between her legs; his cock hard, from his wife yes; but also from the thought of you into those tiny bikinis, especially that red one; fuck that red one that barely covered your titties, the bottom not even covering your ass. “chan baby fuck me.”

And that he did, but much like all the times before; his mind was on you, how tight your pussy would be, your titties covered in his cum, how loud he would make you scream his name; you you you , that's all was on his mind as he plowed into his wife. “fuck chan, I'm gonna cum.” his wife screamed. “fuck cum.” he pulled out of his cum jerking his cock off, thinking it was you as he came all over her , covering her in his cum. “fuck.”

He quickly finished his wife off , rolling on to his back. “fuck it's been a while since you fucked me like that.” she kissed his cheek. “you even came so much.” She stood up. “Next time do it inside me, it's so messy like this.” he nodded breathlessly as he watched his naked wife walk back into the bathroom. Chan closed his eyes, the vivid image of you still there making his cock hard again. “shit.” he cursed.

Pulling his shorts up; ignoring his hard cock. “you're still hard.” his wife made her return , laying in bed. “What's got you so wound up today?” she asked. “stress probably don't worry it will go down.” she nodded, turning on her side. “Well get some rest.” he hummed. “okay.” he waited until his wife fell into a deep sleep before making his way into the bathroom to jerk off to the thought of you.

The next day; he came home from work and his wife was holding the leash in her hand. “walk the dog.” So before he could even put his things down , he was heading out the door with berry.

After doing his daily walk with the dog , he started on his way home; telling berry about his day. “oh hi Mr. Bahng.” you were coming from across the street; the lee house. “hi yn , going to see Mrs. Lee?” he watched as your eyes widened for a split second , before going back to normal. “yeah, my mother let her borrow a dish and she needed it back.” you lied right through your teeth , and he knew it , but could he really judge you if he wanted to do the same thing. “yeah, where is it?”

“Oh she wasn't home, I asked Mr. Lee but he had no idea what I was talking about.” you said so smoothly; like this was nothing to you. “Guess mommy will have to wait to make those brownies.” you smiled so sweetly, he wondered if you tasted as sweetly as you smiled. “You'll have to bring me some,” he said. “your mother's brownies.”

“Of course.” you toyed with the necklace that sat nice on your titties, he noticed the hickey on top of your left breast , wanting to groan so bad; they probably fit perfectly in his hand. “Mr. Bahng?” you asked. “you okay, you're a little red?” he laughed nervously. “Of course, it's just a little hot out today.” he fanned himself , you pouted. “isn't it?” your whiny voice , he felt his cock move. “I heard it's gonna be like this all week.” you sighed, before perking back up. “but it's perfect for sunbathing.”

You smirked watching his eyes widened a bit. “sunbathing?” he asked. “Yes , it's the perfect weather for it , I might do it tomorrow.” of course you were gonna do it tomorrow; because you knew he'd be by with his dog. “Yeah?” he said, you nodded. “yup!” you bent down slowly, giving him a good peek of your tits. “Hello berry.” you patted the dog's head. “She's so cute.” you looked up at him, giving him the image of what you would look like kneeling in front of him , right before you took him into your mouth. “yeah she is.”

the way he was looking at you made your panties wet; you were ready to go again, even though you had just come back from getting the best fuck of your life from Minho— who's to say you can't get the second best on the same day. “well I should go.” he said , simply because he was losing his mind. “My wife is probably waiting for me.” you nodded. “yeah my mom should be on her way home now, i have to start preparing for dinner.” You gave the dog one last pet before standing up. “Goodnight Mr. Bahng.”

He watched you walk away, your ass peeking from your tiny skirt as you made your way into the house. “Mr. Bhang.” He heard a voice from across the street where Minho stood with a smirk. “Mr. Lee.” He gave a head tilt. “Off to see the wife.” he air quoted the word see. “you know it.” he winked before making his way home— his wife might catch on if he comes home after a walk ready to fuck like a dog in heat.

The next day he once again found himself walking the dog; for a split second, he wondered if his wife knew what she was doing sending him on these walks; but that thought quickly went, of course he would think that his wife was a cuck for the young girl down the block. “Hello Mr. Bahng.”

There you were, laying on a towel in the grass; red bikini, fuck he was really about to cum in his pants. “Hello again.” he gave a little smile. “I see you were true to your word.” you smiled , nodding. “It was so nice out today, I couldn't resist.” you sighed , your tits barely covered. “Oh yeah , my mother got the dish.” you said. “huh?” He questioned. “for the brownies , it turns out it wasn't Mrs. Lee but the couple next to them, the kim's.” he nodded. “Their son Seungmin brought it today.”

“that's good , so your mom will be able to make the brownies then.” you nodded , sitting up , now giving him a full view of your tits as you sat back on your hands. “yup , she's making them now.” You said. “I can bring you some tomorrow if you'd like.” You tilted your head to the side. “I'm sure your wife would enjoy them.”

“Oh yeah for sure,” he said. “I would like that very much.” you hummed. “okay!” You smiled. “See you then.” you waved , before turning back on your stomach , the view of your ass; the bottom's barely doing anything. “fuck.” he cursed as the dog began to pull at the leash. “come on berry.” he gave your ass one last peek before continuing down the block.

“Fuck baby if you keep fucking me like this I don't think I'll be able to keep up.” he rolled off of his naked wife. “Where are you getting this energy from all of a sudden?” He smiled , pulling his shorts back up. “Just love for my wife.” and the lust for you; the need to fuck you. “mhm i like it.” she smiled.

“i'm going to visit my mother tomorrow.” his wife spoke up. “yeah, when?” he said. “I'll leave tomorrow and I'll return within two days.” she said. “I’ve prepared the food for those two days, just heat it up and eat.” he thanked her. “Oh and the lady down the street has some treats she said she'll bring them as well, you better save me some.” He completely forgot about that; you did say you'd be by— he thought his wife would be here; to stop him from taking you right there in the living room. “She'll be here in the afternoon.” He nodded , tomorrow may just be the day he gives in. “okay.”

He waited for you the entire day; he knew you were coming and he was ready, he made a decision the night before; if giving the opportunity he was gonna fuck you; he knew it was wrong, his wife did satisfy him , but it was clear his thoughts of you were infiltrating his mind; and it wasn't getting any easier. maybe this would be the first and last time , maybe he just needed to get it out of his system — he tried to justify himself, just as he heard a knock on the door.

He opened the door; and there you stood, your daily outfit that consisted of a skirt too short and a shirt too tight— this most definitely wasn't gonna be the last time. “I bought the brownies.” you smiled.

“So you slept with the neighbor across the street?” jisung asked, you nodded. “it was good too.” he scrunched his nose up. “didn't ask , but now you're going after the guy down the street?” he asked. “Who's also married?” you shrugged. “Babe, your mother still has to live on that block.” he said. “Yeah , I've had your mother's cooking and it's phenomenal.” Felix started. “but I don't think even the most chocolatiest of brownies can be made to fix this fuck up if people find out.”

“trust me they won't.” You said. “Once again I feel like I'm inclined to stop you as your best friend, but as someone who loves drama , I kinda wanna see where this goes with these two guys just for the plot.” you laughed watching Felix scolded his boyfriend. “Be careful yn.” He said , his hands yanking at jisungs hair. “and don't get pregnant.”

After hanging up with them you made your way downstairs where your mother had the brownies already packaged up for you to take; this allows you to go back to retrieve the pan once he's finished; if you're successful with your plans today, hopefully this will be soon. “Perfect.”

You made your way down the street; standing in front of the house , walking up the walkway, anticipating bubbling up in your stomach as you knocked on the door, waiting for him to answer; putting your best smile on as he opened the door. “I brought the brownies.” he smiled; fuck he looked good, a plain white tank top and black shorts, so simple, but so fucking attractive. “Come in.”

You walked past him; his eyes following you as you walked into his house; closing the door before looking out making sure no one saw; that was the last thing he needed. “You can sit them on the counter in the kitchen.” He followed behind you , watching your ass move, you sat the treats down , turning around where he was standing in front of you. “Mr. Bahng?”

you were taken aback but not surprised when he pushed you against the counter, grabbing both sides of your face; kissing harshly, his hand coming down to your ass squeezing. “oh fuck.” you moaned as he roughly grabbed your tits, grinding his hard cock against you. “fu-fuck you see what do to me?” you reached down grabbing his cock in his shorts. “I did this?” you bit your lip. “you want to fuck me that bad?”

he groaned as you palmed him through his shorts. “fu-uck been thinking about this for a year.” he groaned. “making you take my fat cock down your throat.” he groaned. “yeah? wanna cum all over my face?” you brought your lips to his ear. “cover me in your cum -fuck- i wanna taste you so bad.” you said biting down. “fill my mouth with your cum.”

“Fuck.” he pulled away from your, the look on your face made him move quickly , pushing his pants down to his ankle right there in the kitchen. “on your knees princess.” you sunk down to your knees. “gonna -fuck- gonna suck my fat cock?” he groaned , stroking his cock right in front of your face, your mouth watered. “yes.” he smiled , grabbing the back of your head. “open up princess.”

he filled your mouth up, throwing his head back, holding on the counter as you took him into your mouth. “that's it, suck daddy's cock.” you moaned around his length, your panties sticking to your cunt as you bobbed your head up and down his length. “feels so fucking good.” he moaned. “gonna cum all over your face.”

it was the best experience he'd experienced in a while; his wife wasn't the biggest fan of giving head; so he almost never got it and when he did, it was half-assed. “sh-shit.” the way your throat tightened around his pulsing length , the gagging noises coming from your mouth , eyes rolling to the back of your head in pleasure. “fuck I'm gonna cum.”

He thrusted into your mouth a few more times , before pulling out. “open your mouth princess.” he stroked his cock , hips twitching as the cum shot from his tip landing all over your face. “oh fuck!”

you smiled , holding your mouth open as his cum hit the back of your throat. “taste good, baby? you like my cum that much.” you nodded , he lifted you up onto the counter. “wanna taste this pussy so bad.” he lifted your skirt. “wet fucking cunt.” he groaned. “yeah , you think about my pussy when fucking your wife?” he grunted , biting your thigh. “fuck!” you yelped , moaning as he licked your cunt. “sweet fucking pussy.”

your hands tangled up in his hair as he tongue fucked you on the counter where he most likely shared food with his wife. “Oh fuck daddy that feels good.” you fucked yourself on his tongue, his nose bumping against your clit deliciously, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. “fuck I'm gonna cum , i'm gonna fucking cum.” you squealed. “fuck!” you came all over his face , hips jutting against his face riding out your high.

he pulled away, giving your clit little kisses before pulling away. “You liked that princess?” you smiled , nodding. “so much.” He lifted his shirt over his head, revealing his abs. “fuck.” you moaned, running your hands down his stomach, stomach churning in need for him again. “pl-please fuck me daddy.”

“fuck, you want daddy's cock?” he grabbed the base of his cock on your folds. “ye-yeah , fuck me please.” you moaned. “pl-please fuck me.” he slid into your slippery cunt. “oh fuck your pussy is sucking me in.” you moaned. “you-you're so big.”

he huffed with a smile, “yeah? my cock stretching your tiny pussy?” he moaned. “fuck , slutty pussy.” he grabbed your hips. “just let anyone fuck you.” he began to plow into your cunt. “me , Minho -fuck- just love fucking men that aren't yours.” you moaned out. “fuck yes!” you screamed. “I love it.”

“I know you do, slut.” he slapped your tits, pinching your nipples. “gonna cum inside this pussy.” you gasped as he thrusted up into you, hitting your g-spot making your mouth hang open as he hit it over and over. “oh fuck you look so fucked out , gonna cum for daddy?” he rubbed your clit. “hmm?” you nodded. “fuck yes, i'm gonna cum.”

“fucking cum for daddy.” he slapped your pussy , moving his fingers back and forth as your juices gushed out of you, coating his abs in your cum. “fuck i'm cumming.” he groaned. “daddy's gonna fill you up.” he grunted. “fuck!” he cursed, stilling his hips as he came, filling your warm hole with his sperm. “shit.” he slowly pulled out, watching the cum leak from your hole. “Keep it inside princess.” he pushed it back inside you. “good girl.”

“Do they taste good?” you straddled his waist, feeding him a piece of brownie , the both of you now in his bed; you were wearing one of his shirts. “mhm.” he moaned at the taste. “So good princess.” you smiled , wiping the chocolate from his plump lips, licking it off your thumb. “When will your wife be back?” You asked , he rubbed your waist. “tomorrow evening.” you hummed. “perfect.” you bent down, kissing his neck. “fuck princess don't leave any marks.”

“I know.” you whispered against his skin. “you can fuck me over and over.” leaving more kisses along his neck. “until your wife gets back.” he hummed. “fuck yeah.” he moaned as you grinded your hips down.

yeah he knew he could no longer fuck his wife to get you out of his mind.

©️LUVYENI

[number1jeonginstan]

hiii love love love your work !! i recently had a dream about chan as a p.e teacher and it was so heartwarming seeing him interact with the students but i CANNOT stop thinking abt how good he looked in the lowcut shirt he was wearing that exposed his collarbones djsifnwjdkw anyway i wanted to request a gym teacher!chan x english teacher!afab reader smut where the reader is helping chan put away equipment during lunch but they get a bit distracted in the storage room 👀👀

pairing: teacher! Chan x afab!teacher reader

warnings: swearing, kissing, smut, and some fluff too!

word count: 3.5k (I got a bit carried away...)

18+ Minors DNI

A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I hope it is to your liking! I didn't do it so the kids are at school, because personally, I find that a bit weird, sorry! I write what I feel comfortable, but I try and keep the premise of the story that you asked!! I hope y'all like it because it was fun to write and I got a bit carried away when it came to the smut. (heheheheh) I hope y'all enjoy!!!

smut warnings: unprotected sex, daddy kink, technically public sex (but like, there is no one else at school...), creampie  

It was your first day of your new job, your nerves going through the roof and the cup of coffee in your hands was not helping. It wasn’t like you didn’t know how to teach, you were doing private tutoring for years while in college for high schooler’s essays and did the whole student-teacher thing to get your degree, but this was the first time you were teaching by yourself. 

You were getting paid way more than other teachers to teach 3rd grade in a rural town in the middle of nowhere. Everyone here was rich, like wearing Louis Vitton bags to hold their dogs rich. While driving to school, the plethora of porches and teslas didn’t surprise you. Being in such a small town where everyone knew each other, you were terrified of messing up. 

Sure working with teens would have been more intimidating, but working with a bunch of 8-year-olds olds, now that’s scary. What if they didn’t like you, teased you, and didn’t think you were funny enough? Before you ended up in more of a whirlwind spiral, you crashed into something. You could feel something cold hitting the back of your hand as coffee spilled all over what was in front of you. 

You look up to see a man with curly hair and wearing a matching tracksuit, the thing you must have hit was his whistle. Before he could even react, you started profusely apologizing. 

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry, let me wash this for you. I can’t believe I did something so stupid, your suit looks nice too, I can’t believe I ruined it” You continued your word vomit only to be interjected by the man’s voice in front of you. 

“Don’t worry about it, accidents happen, I can just take my jacket off” he simply unzipped his jacket and shrugged it off, allowing the tanktop he was wearing underneath to show off his defined muscles. “See, no harm done” he grinned, his smile toothy causing a slight blush to appear upon your cheeks. 

“Again, I sincerely apologize, I had no idea you were there” you continued on, too afraid to look him in the face as you apologized. 

“It’s okay,” he said, placing his hand on your shoulder, “now breathe with me” he lifted a hand, inhaling loudly, causing you to follow suit. You both exhaled at the same time, a slight chuckle leaving his lips as you did.

“I get it, first-day, you will be fine, I believe in you” he grinned. “Thank you” you gleamed back “I’m so sorry, but I didn’t get your name?” you asked.

“It’s Coach Bhang, or Chris to the adults” he chuckled. Before you could respond with your name, he interrupted you “You are the new teacher right? Your kids have me right before lunch today” 

You looked at him a bit confused, not knowing how he knew who you were already. “The principal told me, I was on the committee to hire you” answering the question that must have been written on your bewildered face. 

“Oh, it’s very nice to meet you, Chris, but I truly must get going. I guess I’m going to see you before lunch!” you said, trying to turn around and leave to get to your class on time. He simply nodded, waving you goodbye as you left him there. You looked even better and sweeter in person he thought to himself. 

He was so excited to have someone his age around. When the hiring committee asked for his help, knowing that many kids confided in him, he wanted to find someone young. He wanted to make sure the kids got a different perspective, especially growing up with parents who always thought they were doing the “best” for their kids. 

He appreciated all of his seniors in his school, knowing that they had been teaching kids for years, some even being his teachers while he grew up. When he saw your resume, your reason for teaching caught his eye before anything else. 

“I want to make sure that every kid is comfortable. It isn’t just about teaching them, but making sure they have fun along the ride. Kids are supposed to have fun at a young age and not stress out. I want to make it so they are in an environment where they can confide in me.” 

He knew then and there, you were what their school needed. It took a bit of convincing, but he had gotten you to the school, and there you were with your long skirt and sweater covered in apples, glasses laying on the bridge of your nose with a cheesy smile ridden on your face. 

He couldn’t have even gotten mad at you when you spilled coffee on him, you were just too sweet, apologizing even with your “first day of school” jitters.

You finally got to your classroom, placing your almost empty cup of coffee onto your desk. You had spent almost a week preparing everything. Your room was filled with color, allowing all your kids to express themselves in their own way.

You had made a reading corner with all your favorite books as a kid surrounded by beanbags, your walls empty and ready for whatever art the kids make. It felt like home. You sighed as you finished taking in your room admiring each crevice before the kids rushed in.

As the kids began to trickle in, you saw the excitement on all of the kid’s faces. Some looked at you a bit confused, others whispering with their friends. They were all so cute, falling into their own cliques and taking a look at the place they were going to spend most of their time. 

You even overheard some of the parents talking which intrigued you a bit. 

“Did you hear about the new teacher?” one asked while the mother nodded. “Yeah, my son Sohee is in her class, I hope she’s good or else I’m going to take it up with my husband, he is the county’s superintended after all,” she said with a fake laugh. 

“I agree, I hope she doesn’t try and steal a man’s husband like the last one. Poor Susan, she was crushed after she found out” she giggled. “I know, I can’t believe that he slept with that skank, hopefully, this one doesn’t try the same innocent act”

“I agree, but do you think Coach Bahng will be coming out today, I don’t see him. He’s the only reason I dropped off Sohee or else I would have gotten his nanny to do it” 

“I saw him earlier,” said the woman with blonde hair, Sohee’s mother, “he finally took off that damn jacket, and can I say, I would not be opposed to taking a bite out of him” she chuckled, biting her nail.

“Oh, you are so bad!” the other woman laughed. You quickly walked away before you could overhear any more of their conversation. 

Thirty minutes after the first bell rang, all the kids were situated in their seats. You opted to give kids assigned seats to all the kids to help you get and know them better. They were all chatting amongst their selves, reminiscing about where they traveled for summer break, what they did, and who they met. 

It was cute seeing them all talk amongst themselves, seated in their tiny desks, giggling away. You decided that it was time to introduce yourself, and try and get on their good side. 

“Hi, class!” you said as you walked in front of the classroom, causing them all to direct their attention. “My name is Miss L/N, and I’m your teacher this year” you grinned, trying to see all their reactions. 

They all shyly replied with a short and curt “hi”. “I thought, because it’s the first day of school, we can all draw what we did over the summer and what your favorite things are!” you laughed watching all the kids get excited.

They all pulled out their markers, colored pencils, and crayons ready for the paper you were passing out. After another 15 minutes had passed, every kid began sharing. Showing what they did through their pictures, as well as telling stories from their adventures.

As they began to wrap up, one of the kids, who you think was named Lily, asked you what you did. This caused all the kid's attention to get off their friends and onto you. 

“Oh I didn’t do much this summer, just prepared to hang out with you guys” you explained causing all the kids to groan. 

“That’s boring” one of the kids yelled “Don’t you have a boyfriend or something, all the other teachers are married except Coach Bahng, except my mom said he could have been my dad,” he said out loud, causing all the kids to giggle. 

One thing that you forgot about kids was their blunt honesty. “Umm, I don’t have a boyfriend” you replied, trying to change the topic you quickly blurted out “Would you look at the time guys, it’s time to go to P.E” 

This diverted all the attention from the boy’s previous question, they waddled out of their seats into a single-formed line, which amazed you. For 8-year-olds, they already knew what they had to do. The line leader was the Sohee, the boy’s mother was the one you overheard in the hall. You chuckled a bit, seeing how eager they were to get to their next class. 

As you were walking, you asked Sohee why all the kids were so excited. “It’s because Coach Bahng is sooooooo fun” he exclaimed, jumping up and down. “He loves playing with us, and he always finds games that are fun and not like the old P.E. teacher who made us run all the time in kindergarten” 

You simply nodded, bringing them all into the gym, taking attendance, and making sure all 17 of your students were there. That was when you ran into Chris again, he smiled at you, coming over as all the kids went into their respective locker rooms. “So, how are you liking the school so far?” he asked when he was in front of you.

“It’s good so far, everyone was so sweet and we did a kind of show and tell of what they did over the summer with pictures they drew,” you told him. He noticed how expressive your eyes were as you told him what you guys did in your class. 

“That’s amazing”

“I know” you replied “I also wanted to apologize about what happened earlier this morning, I would love to make it up to you in some way” you stated, still feeling guilty about the whole coffee fiasco. 

“I mean you don’t have to, but I do need to clean the gym’s storage closet, and would really appreciate some help” 

“Consider me there!” you giggled, “here, give me your number so I know what time I have to be there” You pulled out your phone quickly, not knowing how long it would be before the kids came out and you did not want to be see with your phone. 

“Here you go” he said, returning your phone in your hands “text me first so I get your number, I have to take care of these gremlins now” he chuckled, watching the kids pile out of the locker room. 

“So you said you needed some help?” you asked. It was Saturday morning and you were there at 8 am like you promised. The rest of the week had worked out smoothly, other than the day when a kid in your class’s dad asked if you were single, which caused a bit of an uncomfortable situation. 

Chan admired you, you were dressed in a long shirt that was falling off one of your shoulders and leggings, your hair a bit messy framing your face. He told you there was going to be some heavy lifting due to the both of you having to clean out the gym’s storage room, and you had dressed for the occasion.

Chan was wearing some basketball shorts and his signature tank top. If anyone could look good in a wife-beater, it would be him. You quickly shooed the thoughts away, not wanting him to catch on. You were doing him a favor for spilling coffee on him, that’s it, but why did he have to look so good? 

“Yeah, we just have to take some things out of the storage room and clean it up so I can make sure I have all the supplies for our next lesson. It’s just doing inventory” he said with his signature smile. His eyes curled up as you simply nodded, following him. 

You both got into the groove of fixing the closet, he cleaned everything up while you were taking inventory. He brought in another box, and he accidentally kicked in the door stopper, causing the door to shut. 

“Oh shit” he exclaimed as he saw what just happened, you looked up to see the door completely closed. “Fuck, how are we supposed to get out” he groaned, rubbing his face in his hands.

“What happened” you asked, walking up to him, still a bit confused about what had happened. 

“The door only opens from the outside, which means we are stuck in here for” he checked his phone “another 2 hours til the janitor is going to come in here and take all the trash like I asked him to” 

“Why can’t we call someone?” you asked, your face ridden with worry.

“There is no cell service, I told Josh to put a tower in the gym in case this happens, but he didn’t” 

“Oh,” you sighed sitting on the floor, patting the spot next to you to sit down. He reluctantly did, both of your backs pressed against the wall. 

“What should we do with all this spare time?” you asked, looking at his chiseled face right next to you. The terrible lighting of the storage room didn’t do his features justice. 

“Why don’t we get to know each other better?” he asked “I mean you are new here” 

“Oh, well, I grew up in a small town. Not like this though, everyone here is filthy rich” 

“You can tell me about it, I overheard some mom talk about how she got her husband to pay for a 40k boob job just for finally cleaning her house. I feel like it benefited the husband more than her though” 

You laughed at his joke, “I’m 23, and I don’t know what else, there isn’t much interesting about me” 

“Well I think that is quite interesting,” he said, looking directly into your eyes. He didn’t know what came over him, but he took your face in his hands, cusping it and placing a kiss directly onto your lips. Before you could even react, he quickly tore off of you.

“Shit, I’m so sor” You kissed him back before he could even finish his apology. You didn’t know how long had passed, but you slowly climbed into his lap, lips still connected. 

You didn’t want to pull away from him, his pillow lips. He pulled you down, your clothed cunt rubbing against his already semi-hard erection causing you both to moan. “Am I going too fast, because we can stop?” he asked, removing his lips from yours. 

“No, please don’t stop Chan” you whimpered, rutting against his erection a bit harder and faster in pace than before. You were like two teenagers dry humping in the back of a truck “Fuck, you are going to be the death of me” 

He trailed his fingers under your shirt, slowly unclasping your bra as he brought his hand over your already-hardened nipple. You whimpered into his neck, as you slowly began to remove his shorts from underneath the two of you. 

He picked you both up, allowing his pants to fall down, placing you on the floor, and removing his sleeveless shirt. You looked up at him in awe as you began to remove your leggings that were hugging your legs, tossing them near his shorts. 

You moaned at the sight of his happy trail peeking outside of his boxers, as he lifted you up again, your back pressed against the wall. 

He ran a finger along your already-soaked panties, groaning at how wet you were. “Fuck baby, so wet for me, can’t wait til you can take my cock” 

He removed your panties, the cool air hitting your cunt. He placed a finger near your slit, running it back and forth before placing his finger in your mouth. 

“Suck on it like a good girl” 

You did as he said, sucking on the fingers that he placed in your mouth, moaning and the feeling of his heavy fingers on your tongue, tasting your essence on his finger. 

You sucked on them, looking at him with your doe eyes. “What a good girl, can’t wait for you to suck my cock next time” 

Your ears perked at him saying next time, you were glad this wasn’t a one time thing. 

He took his fingers out of your mouth, placing it on your clit, rubbing it. “Feel so good” you whispered into his ear. 

“Feels good baby? Wait until I put my fingers in you” 

He was still holding your body up with just his left arm, while the other one was running up and down your slit. 

He slowly inserted a finger into you, thrusting it in and out before adding a second. “Feels so good Daddy” you moaned around his fingers, causing him to go faster.

“Fuck, baby is already babbling on Daddy’s fingers? Wait until she takes Daddy’s cock” he moaned as he began to scissor his fingers in your cunt. 

“Baby’s pussy is so tight, don’t think she can even take my cock” 

“No, I can, I can take Daddy’s cock” you cried. His fingers felt amazing, but his cock felt huge underneath you, and you needed it inside of you.

You pawed at his boxers, releasing his cock from them. You were right, he was huge. His tip was an angry red, leaking beads of pre-cum. He was thick and long, bigger than average.

No wonder he was trying to prep you, you wouldn’t be able to take him without it.

“Baby’s such a needy whore for Daddy, can’t even wait” he took his fingers out of you, making you whimper at the loss. 

He placed them in his own mouth, tasting you on them “But fuck do you taste good”

He began to run his cock along your slit, causing you to moan, your walls already clenching around nothing. 

“Wait baby, I don’t have a condom, are you sure?”

“Please Daddy, need your cock  in me. I’m clean and on birth control”

“Fuck, my baby wants me to fuck her raw, want me to breed you, give you a kid of your own?” 

You just nodded, needing to feel him inside you. “Be good for Daddy and wrap your legs around me” 

You did as he asked as he pushed the tip inside your cunt. You were so tight and warm he let out a groan. It took him a while, but he had fully bottomed you out.  

“Fuck so good Daddy, you can fuck into me, please fuck me Daddy”

He began to thrust into you, lifting you a bit, your back feeling cool as he pounded you into the wall. The position you were in felt so good, he was hitting that spot inside of you and you didn’t know how long you were going to last.

“Fuck Daddy, so good, your cock is so good” 

“Yeah, you like Daddy’s cock in you, fucking into you til you are a babbling mess?” 

Your walls clenched around him when he said that. He brought a hand down to your clit, simultaneously playing with it as he pounded into you. 

“Fuck, cunt is squeezing me so good, it’s like you were made for me”

“Fuck Daddy, so good feels too good, gonna cum”

“Yeah, gonna be a good whore and cum around my cock, gonna milk me dry like the good slut you are?” He asked, pounding into you. 

That was all you needed to cum, your walls pulsing around him as he was close behind, one more thrust and he was filling you up your cunt milking him dry. 

“Fuck, that was”

“Amazing?” You asked, as his cock slipped out of you. His cum leaking from your cunt as you began to put your panties on and him his boxers. 

“Yeah, spectacular even” he laughed 

“Why don’t you let me take you on a date? After we get out of here, I have the perfect place” he grinned, kissing your lips again. 

“Yeah, I would like that, as long as the “perfect place” isn’t your bedroom” you giggled putting on your clothes before someone came and opened the storage room for the two of you. Maybe working at a new school wouldn’t be that bad.