one shots explicit

I walked into Mr. Rodriguez without a smile. I was in trouble again. I knew that my parents were going to be disappointed in me. I already had 2 truancy letters and today marked the 5th time I was late to his class. He pulled me aside during 4th period and told me that he needed to talk to me about my punctuation.

I sat down at the desk closet to his. He was reading a book. Half of his face was covered with it. The Kite runner it read.

His bright Blue eyes flickered towards mine but he still hadn't acknowledged me. I pulled out my phone and opened up the camera.

My mascara was clumping a little so I began to fix it. Then I checked my eyeliner. It was on point as always. My long brown hair fell down to below my breast. It curled slightly.

I tisked to my reflection in disgust. Why couldn't I be blonde with blue eyes. Why couldn't I have huge boobs or a butt. God could have given me something to work with.

I look at Rodriguez at his desk. He shifted his weight and the muscles in his legs flexed. I sighed and couldn't help but stare at those legs longingly.

He was the man of my dreams. He had crystal clear blue eyes and golden blonde hair that shined in the sun. His face looked like it was carved by God himself. His goofy smile made me fall deeper and deeper in love each and every single time I saw it. Sure he wasn't perfect but he was everything I ever wanted and more. He was such a passionate man.

He loved to teach. He got a little sparkle in his eye every single time he spoke to my class. There was passion in his voice when he taught a new lesson. There was pride in his smile when we grew as a class. Those were the days that I liked this class. Today was not one of those days.

"Ahem" he said clearing his throat.

His eyes were no longer on the book. He was looking straight at me.

"Jazmin once you're on time" he chuckled.

"Mr. Rodriguez that's not funny."

"Get over yourself" he began. "So I brought you in here to talk about your punctuation. I can understand being late every once and a whole but you are late to my class every single day. It just doesn't make sense."

" I can explain..." I started.

"No stop using excuses what's going on. This isn't like you."

I looked away from his intense stare.

"Jazmin I can only help you if you let me."

He stepped away from his desk and walked up to me.

"Let me help."

I stare at his pleading eyes and I couldn't help but confess my love. "Rodriguez I... I love you."

My face became beet red. I clamped my hands over my mouth as if I could snatch the words from the air and put them in my mouth. I wanted to swallow back the fear and despair that I began to feel but it stayed there probably covering my face.

"Jazmin I think you should leave."

"Rodriguez wait..." I said as I grabbed his hand.

"I didn't know what love was until I met you. Do you know what it's like to love someone so much that it hurts to see them everyday because they will never see you the same way that you see them. That's the way I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. Can't you understand that?"

I looked down at our hands. They became interlaced with each other.

"Jazmin we can't... I can't... I'm your teacher."

He looked so distraught. I took a step closer to him all while keeping hold of his gaze.

"We can't...."

"Shh" I said as I pressed my finger against his lips.

I inched my face closer to his until I was right was barely a centimeter in front of him. My lips softly brushed his. Then he grabbed me and pressed my body against his.

"This is so wrong" he moaned against my lips.

"No this is so right" I pressed against him harder showing him how much I wanted him. His hands slid across my body. Exploring every inch and crevice of mine.

The kiss deepened as each second passed. I opened my mouth and felt his hot tongue flick and slither. When our wet tongue met they fought with each other, mushing and welding as if they wanted to become one.

I felt his whole body. He shivered when I unzipped his pants.

"Let me show you how much I love you"

"No you should..."

I opened my mouth wide and slowly began to suck bobbing my head up and down in a rhythmic motion.

" You're on the Rodriguez train now" he said his voice croaking and squeaking as I began to bob faster and faster.

I flicked my tongue over the head.

"Yes" he whispered.

I chuckled to myself. I took his breathe away just like he does to me everyday.

I began to moved my mouth and my hand in unison. "Ohh you're golden" I slide my mouth up and down his dick faster and faster.

" You're golden, you're golden, you're gold..."

He came in my mouth. He tasted sweet like icing. I swallowed every bit of his hot warm icing with satisfaction.

He zipped up his pants and helped me get off my knees.

"Wow Jazmin just wow."

I wiped my mouth with the back of my sleeve.

*RING RING*

I gave him a quick peck on the check and I slowly dropped my hands from around his waist.

"Looks like I may have to come to class late more often"

I said with a smirk as I walked out. I could still taste him in my mouth.

I walked into Mr. Rodriguez without a smile. I was in trouble again. I knew that my parents were going to be disappointed in me. I already had 2 truancy letters and today marked the 5th time I was late to his class. He pulled me aside during 4th period and told me that he needed to talk to me about my punctuation.

I sat down at the desk closet to his. He was reading a book. Half of his face was covered with it. The Kite runner it read.

His bright Blue eyes flickered towards mine but he still hadn't acknowledged me. I pulled out my phone and opened up the camera.

My mascara was clumping a little so I began to fix it. Then I checked my eyeliner. It was on point as always. My long brown hair fell down to below my breast. It curled slightly.

I tisked to my reflection in disgust. Why couldn't I be blonde with blue eyes. Why couldn't I have huge boobs or a butt. God could have given me something to work with.

I look at Rodriguez at his desk. He shifted his weight and the muscles in his legs flexed. I sighed and couldn't help but stare at those legs longingly.

He was the man of my dreams. He had crystal clear blue eyes and golden blonde hair that shined in the sun. His face looked like it was carved by God himself. His goofy smile made me fall deeper and deeper in love each and every single time I saw it. Sure he wasn't perfect but he was everything I ever wanted and more. He was such a passionate man.

He loved to teach. He got a little sparkle in his eye every single time he spoke to my class. There was passion in his voice when he taught a new lesson. There was pride in his smile when we grew as a class. Those were the days that I liked this class. Today was not one of those days.

"Ahem" he said clearing his throat.

His eyes were no longer on the book. He was looking straight at me.

"Jazmin once you're on time" he chuckled.

"Mr. Rodriguez that's not funny."

"Get over yourself" he began. "So I brought you in here to talk about your punctuation. I can understand being late every once and a whole but you are late to my class every single day. It just doesn't make sense."

" I can explain..." I started.

"No stop using excuses what's going on. This isn't like you."

I looked away from his intense stare.

"Jazmin I can only help you if you let me."

He stepped away from his desk and walked up to me.

"Let me help."

I stare at his pleading eyes and I couldn't help but confess my love. "Rodriguez I... I love you."

My face became beet red. I clamped my hands over my mouth as if I could snatch the words from the air and put them in my mouth. I wanted to swallow back the fear and despair that I began to feel but it stayed there probably covering my face.

"Jazmin I think you should leave."

"Rodriguez wait..." I said as I grabbed his hand.

"I didn't know what love was until I met you. Do you know what it's like to love someone so much that it hurts to see them everyday because they will never see you the same way that you see them. That's the way I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. Can't you understand that?"

I looked down at our hands. They became interlaced with each other.

"Jazmin we can't... I can't... I'm your teacher."

He looked so distraught. I took a step closer to him all while keeping hold of his gaze.

"We can't...."

"Shh" I said as I pressed my finger against his lips.

I inched my face closer to his until I was right was barely a centimeter in front of him. My lips softly brushed his. Then he grabbed me and pressed my body against his.

"This is so wrong" he moaned against my lips.

"No this is so right" I pressed against him harder showing him how much I wanted him. His hands slid across my body. Exploring every inch and crevice of mine.

The kiss deepened as each second passed. I opened my mouth and felt his hot tongue flick and slither. When our wet tongue met they fought with each other, mushing and welding as if they wanted to become one.

I felt his whole body. He shivered when I unzipped his pants.

"Let me show you how much I love you"

"No you should..."

I opened my mouth wide and slowly began to suck bobbing my head up and down in a rhythmic motion.

" You're on the Rodriguez train now" he said his voice croaking and squeaking as I began to bob faster and faster.

I flicked my tongue over the head.

"Yes" he whispered.

I chuckled to myself. I took his breathe away just like he does to me everyday.

I began to moved my mouth and my hand in unison. "Ohh you're golden" I slide my mouth up and down his dick faster and faster.

" You're golden, you're golden, you're gold..."

He came in my mouth. He tasted sweet like icing. I swallowed every bit of his hot warm icing with satisfaction.

He zipped up his pants and helped me get off my knees.

"Wow Jazmin just wow."

I wiped my mouth with the back of my sleeve.

*RING RING*

I gave him a quick peck on the check and I slowly dropped my hands from around his waist.

"Looks like I may have to come to class late more often"

I said with a smirk as I walked out. I could still taste him in my mouth.