I WANT MY MATH TEACHER IN MY BED

Chapter 1.

EMILY 

"Hmm...oh...fuck! Shit!" The girl moaned in ecstasy, her eyes rolling back as she threw her head and her grip on the guys hair. 

He was eating her p*ssy, his head buried inside her already dripping p*ssy, his hand grabbing her boobs too. She moaned and kept arching her body as the pleasure was blissful.

"Oh, yeah! That's how you eat a woman! Oh my god!" I moaned softly, trying my best not to be too loud as I watched the p**n on my laptop.

"God! This is one of the best eating pussy I've watched on this sight. No wonder it has over 100 million views." I muttered to myself as I muffled my moans. 

I moved my hands that were fondling on my boobs to gown down to my pussy. 

I sat on my chair, with my legs folded up. I touched my wet and dripping pussy from my pants and moaned. 

"Fucking shit!" I cussed under my breath as I caressed it from my pants. 

I threw my head back, with one hand on my boob fondling them, I used the other hand to keep caressing my pussy. It went from slow, gentle, to fast and hard. 

I was almost crying because of the overflowing pleasure I felt. Just as I about to reach my peak, the sharp and loud knock on the door pulled me to a stop. 

I quickly slammed my laptop and got up from my chair. I pulled down my gown and took in a deep breath before going to answer the door. 

As I opened the door, my mom's head peeped in. 

"Hey mom." I laughed nervously as I looked at her. 

"What were you doing with your door locked? It's not even bedtime yet. And I think I heard voices too." My mom questioned with her gaze locking in mine. 

"Huh...no... thing... It was probably the movie I was watching." I stammered and scratched the back of my head nervously. 

My mom pushed me aside and forced her way in since I was still standing by the door. 

She looked around my room and turned to face me again, looking a bit angry. 

"How many times have I told you to always arrange your clothes back in the closet anytime you're done looking for what to wear huh?" My mom scolded harshly. 

"I'm sorry mom, I was just about to do it." I replied. I scurried towards my messy bed filled with clothes and started to pick them up and rush to the closet. 

"And use this opportunity too to arrange your book stand too," My mom said. Before I could reply, she was already out of the room. 

As soon as she left, I fell on my bed and heaved a huge sigh of relief. 

But as I remembered few minutes ago and almost at my peak, I rolled my eyes and hissed. 

"Such bad timing!"

The next morning, I got ready with my family to attend church. 

My mom is a minister in church, a very devoted christian. She's a disciplinarian too. 

My dad just simply followed her along but he was strict too. 

Being the last and only girl, my parents weren't super strict on me like my two older brothers. 

The first born was just the kind of child my mom wanted, he was her perfect child as he did to her binding. 

He was even the keyboardist in church. He's doing his internship in one of the best companies in the country. My parents couldn't be more proud. 

My second brother was the opposite. But he didn't dare do this things in front of my parents. 

He was a male slut. He had both the big, small, fair, black ladies at his beck and call. 

One time when my parents had gone for a vacation and I went to sleep over at a friend's, my second brother, Jeremy brought in two girls. But he didn't expect me to barge in on them. 

I was 17 years old then and Jeremy had just turned 20. Jeremy tried to buy my silent. He gave him his allowance money for six months before I started blackmailing him into buying me favourite bag of chips and cola every weekend. 

Which he had been faithfully doing for two years now. 

I knew about his rendezvous and I sometimes had to cover up for him. 

My parents were unaware about this. 

"Emily, are you going to take forever to come down? You're going to get us late!" My mom yelled. 

I quickly tied my last shoe lace and ran downstairs with my jotting note in my hand. 

My mom rolled her eyes at me when I finally came downstairs. 

My brothers didn't say anything while my dad just smiled at me. 

We got to the car and my dad drove us to church. 

The service was boring as usual. I liked the praises part because I get to hear my eldest brother, Marvin play the keyboard. He always looked handsome. 

Many girls probably came to church just to watch him play. 

I gave the girl beside me a loud scoff who wouldn't stop grinning sheepishly as kept staring at my brother, shamelessly. 

She looked at me and rolled her eyes. I almost wanted to put my hands in them and pluck them out. I huffed and just watched Marvin.

Service was over and we went back home. 

That evening, Jeremy called me to his room. 

"You sent for me?" I asked, barely keeping myself from rolling my eyes at him.

"Yeah, I need you to get me everything on this list."

I was about to object when he flashed a $50 bill in front of me. 

"Fine." I grumbled. 

Then, I left the house. 

After paying for what I had bought, I carried the things I bought and turned to leave the convenience store. 

But the nylon suddenly tore from the bottom, throwing my things on the floor. 

I panicked as I tried to get the things from the floor. 

Suddenly, my hands met with another hand, big and soft. I looked up and saw a very good looking guy with glasses on, staring very close up to my face and his hand, handing me one of my items that had fallen. 

His jaw line was sharpened and his eyes, round and not so big. 

His face was clean and smooth, with no facial hair in sight. His lips pink and plump. His hair was brown and neatly combed, some strands dangled prettily down his forehead. 

"Here." His calm voice suddenly brought me back to my senses. 

"Oh! Thank you, thank you." I smiled nervously at him. 

We both stood erect without saying anything. 

I got a new nylon and put my things inside then I went out of the store.

I stuck around and waited for the handsome guy. 

As I saw him walk out of the convenience store, I walked up to meet him. 

"Here." I stretched out my can of soda to him with a smile. 

He looked at my hand and then at my face but didn't say anything. He started walking away but I ran to stand in front of him, blocking his way. 

"I mean no harm. I just wanted to thank you for earlier," I said with a smile. I shyly tucked my hair behind my ear and gave him these cute looking eyes. 

But he still didn't say anything. 

If he hadn't spoken to me earlier, I'd have thought he was deaf and dumb. But no, he was clearly ignoring me. 

He moved past me and started walking away. I sighed and just tagged along. 

He occasionally stopped, turned and looked at me like I was following him. But truth was that, we were surprisingly heading towards the same direction. 

But I had never seen such a face in our neighborhood so, I wondered why we were heading to the same direction. 

I had almost gotten home when he suddenly stopped walking, took slow strides towards me and stopped just in front of me. 

He leaned forward, bending to my height and adjusted his glasses properly. 

With him this close, I felt butterflies dancing in my stomach. He probably was the most handsome looking guy I've ever seen. 

I swallowed nothing and looked at him. 

"Why have you been following me?" He suddenly asked. 

I chuckled. 

"I wasn't. Seems like we are heading towards the same direction." I replied. 

He gave me this look as if he didn't believe me. 

Then I pointed to the blue gate house. 

"That's my house over there." I told him. His countenance softened, he believed me. 

I thought he was going to turn around and continue walking, but he suddenly grabbed me by my waist and pulled me closer that I landed on his chest. 

My heart started beating fast. With our faces that close, I closed my eyes and pouted my lips, waiting for the kiss.