random romance one shots kinda

I'm listening to my my music when the lecturer calls out. He had asked a question but I wasn't listening.
"Have you had sex?" He askes me specifically. I look around to find literally EVERYONE else has their hands raised. Well then.
I shake my head no at being asked such a personal question.

"Well then, could you please come up to the front, I need to show the class an example" he smiles, it's never good when a teacher smiles, and this seems a little dangerous. But I guess that's the point as its a special lesson on self defence as there have been many assaults in the area recently.

I unwillingly nod and head down to the front, once there, my lecturer grabs me by the hand and flings me on top of his desk. Before I can even process what's happening, he's on top of me with my arms pinned down.

"Wha..." I squeak.
"Ok, can you move?" The teacher askes. Staring down at me signalling to my hands and feet.
I almost forgot this is a demonstration. I try to struggle, but he's really strong.
"No, he's too strong and I can't move in this position" I finally reply.

"Ok, see class. Once in this position, there is almost nothing you can do, except call for help, God created you with a set of lungs, so use them, make any sound you can to ward them off"

The bell goes signalling next class. The lecturer finally gets off me and helps me off. I can't look at him so I grab my stuff and leave.

I can't believe he did that, even if it was a demonstration. His weight on top of me, his warmth, his breath next to my ear. It was all too much. I can't even focus on my next class so I head to my dorm room early.

Once in my room, I try to sleep but it's harder than normal. There's still a lot of sound coming from others room. After about four hours, I eventually fall asleep.

But tonight, I dream about something I don't normally dream about. I dream about him, and me.... Doing things. With him on top of me, staring at me, whispering sweet things into my ear. Kissing me.

I wake up sweating. I take a cold shower, something I've never had to do before and head to class.

But I still think about my dream. My imagination runs away with me and it gets more and more elaborate. This goes on for about three days until one lesson, the same lecturer I had been thinking about asked me to stay back after class.

"So, (name), what's up?" He askes after everyone leaves and the door is shut.
"Nothing" I avoid his gaze.
He gives me a knowing look. "Your starting to look pale, are you getting enough sleep?"
"Yer"
"No you haven't, what's going on?"
"Nothing" I yell
"Yes, and I'll file a report about your health unless you tell me what's going on!" We're both kinda yelling at this point.

I may as well just tell him.
"No, I haven't been getting a lot of sleep recently"
"Why?" He askes
I take in a short breath. No point in hiding it.
"I... I've been having weird dreams." I say this quickly, hoping he won't understand. But he does.

"These dreams... Involve?" He starts walking towards me
"Uhh... Ummm... Well... Me and some one else doing... Stuff" I mutter softly as he continues walking towards me
"And when did these dreams start?"
"Three days ago after your lecture", he's still walking towards me slowly.
"Would this someone happen to be me?" He's directly in front of me now. Only a few centimetres away, I try to lean back, but there's a desk so I can't.
I don't answer his question, instead I look down, scared of his judgement.

Instead, he comes even closer. And starts whispering in my ear
"And what 'stuff' might we be doing" he whispers seductively in my ear before lowering his head down to the nape of my neck.
"Would we be close?"
He starts nibbling at my neck, I stifle back a small moan. His hands snaked around my waist.
"Would we be kissing?"
He kisses my neck and ear. My eyes roll back, this feels good.
"Would we.... Be doing... This?" One of his hands moves from my waist, down lower, to my private region. He ghosts his hand on top and I'm surprised to find myself leaning into it.

"What...." I begin to tremble.
"Shhh" he hushes me softly in my ear before lightly biting my ear, it feels so good, I grab onto him, although I'm not sure whether I'm trying to stop him, or to urge him on.

His hand that was on my private area, is getting rougher, he moves aside my underwear and proceeds to get rougher.
"Is this anything like what happens in your dream?" He grunts, he seems to be almost in pain.
My head is arched back and I'm leaning into him. What are we doing, we're in a public place.

I don't have time to worry about that as he glides his fingers into me. I go to scream but he covers my mouth with his. I grip him tightly. He's inside me, he wriggles his fingers inside me, I can feel every slight moment, my lower region feels like it's on fire.

He groans, "yes, that's it.... That's good"
I can't even process everything that's happening. But it feels good. It feels right.
His fingers explore me. I lost my knees a while ago and only now realise I'm on the desk. He's kissing me wildly. His tongue has entered my mouth and is devouring every small section in my mouth. I let out a groan but this only encourages him and he goes deeper, both in kiss and down below.

I'm in pure pleasure, but he removes his fingers. It had felt so good, I look up at him with lust in my eyes.
He smiles and kisses me.
"The rest will have to wait, I have class to teach soon"
I look down, I should be embarrassed, but above that... I'm disappointed it's over.
He continues "be a good girl and wait for me in my private office after class?"
He gives me one last kiss and adjusts his tie as he walks out of the room not waiting for my reply.
I'm still sprawled out on the desk with my clothes in a mess and my underwear to the side leaving a cool breeze on my lower burning area.

I can still feel him in me. I want more. I go to next class eagerly awaiting what comes after.

I'm listening to my my music when the lecturer calls out. He had asked a question but I wasn't listening.
"Have you had sex?" He askes me specifically. I look around to find literally EVERYONE else has their hands raised. Well then.
I shake my head no at being asked such a personal question.

"Well then, could you please come up to the front, I need to show the class an example" he smiles, it's never good when a teacher smiles, and this seems a little dangerous. But I guess that's the point as its a special lesson on self defence as there have been many assaults in the area recently.

I unwillingly nod and head down to the front, once there, my lecturer grabs me by the hand and flings me on top of his desk. Before I can even process what's happening, he's on top of me with my arms pinned down.

"Wha..." I squeak.
"Ok, can you move?" The teacher askes. Staring down at me signalling to my hands and feet.
I almost forgot this is a demonstration. I try to struggle, but he's really strong.
"No, he's too strong and I can't move in this position" I finally reply.

"Ok, see class. Once in this position, there is almost nothing you can do, except call for help, God created you with a set of lungs, so use them, make any sound you can to ward them off"

The bell goes signalling next class. The lecturer finally gets off me and helps me off. I can't look at him so I grab my stuff and leave.

I can't believe he did that, even if it was a demonstration. His weight on top of me, his warmth, his breath next to my ear. It was all too much. I can't even focus on my next class so I head to my dorm room early.

Once in my room, I try to sleep but it's harder than normal. There's still a lot of sound coming from others room. After about four hours, I eventually fall asleep.

But tonight, I dream about something I don't normally dream about. I dream about him, and me.... Doing things. With him on top of me, staring at me, whispering sweet things into my ear. Kissing me.

I wake up sweating. I take a cold shower, something I've never had to do before and head to class.

But I still think about my dream. My imagination runs away with me and it gets more and more elaborate. This goes on for about three days until one lesson, the same lecturer I had been thinking about asked me to stay back after class.

"So, (name), what's up?" He askes after everyone leaves and the door is shut.
"Nothing" I avoid his gaze.
He gives me a knowing look. "Your starting to look pale, are you getting enough sleep?"
"Yer"
"No you haven't, what's going on?"
"Nothing" I yell
"Yes, and I'll file a report about your health unless you tell me what's going on!" We're both kinda yelling at this point.

I may as well just tell him.
"No, I haven't been getting a lot of sleep recently"
"Why?" He askes
I take in a short breath. No point in hiding it.
"I... I've been having weird dreams." I say this quickly, hoping he won't understand. But he does.

"These dreams... Involve?" He starts walking towards me
"Uhh... Ummm... Well... Me and some one else doing... Stuff" I mutter softly as he continues walking towards me
"And when did these dreams start?"
"Three days ago after your lecture", he's still walking towards me slowly.
"Would this someone happen to be me?" He's directly in front of me now. Only a few centimetres away, I try to lean back, but there's a desk so I can't.
I don't answer his question, instead I look down, scared of his judgement.

Instead, he comes even closer. And starts whispering in my ear
"And what 'stuff' might we be doing" he whispers seductively in my ear before lowering his head down to the nape of my neck.
"Would we be close?"
He starts nibbling at my neck, I stifle back a small moan. His hands snaked around my waist.
"Would we be kissing?"
He kisses my neck and ear. My eyes roll back, this feels good.
"Would we.... Be doing... This?" One of his hands moves from my waist, down lower, to my private region. He ghosts his hand on top and I'm surprised to find myself leaning into it.

"What...." I begin to tremble.
"Shhh" he hushes me softly in my ear before lightly biting my ear, it feels so good, I grab onto him, although I'm not sure whether I'm trying to stop him, or to urge him on.

His hand that was on my private area, is getting rougher, he moves aside my underwear and proceeds to get rougher.
"Is this anything like what happens in your dream?" He grunts, he seems to be almost in pain.
My head is arched back and I'm leaning into him. What are we doing, we're in a public place.

I don't have time to worry about that as he glides his fingers into me. I go to scream but he covers my mouth with his. I grip him tightly. He's inside me, he wriggles his fingers inside me, I can feel every slight moment, my lower region feels like it's on fire.

He groans, "yes, that's it.... That's good"
I can't even process everything that's happening. But it feels good. It feels right.
His fingers explore me. I lost my knees a while ago and only now realise I'm on the desk. He's kissing me wildly. His tongue has entered my mouth and is devouring every small section in my mouth. I let out a groan but this only encourages him and he goes deeper, both in kiss and down below.

I'm in pure pleasure, but he removes his fingers. It had felt so good, I look up at him with lust in my eyes.
He smiles and kisses me.
"The rest will have to wait, I have class to teach soon"
I look down, I should be embarrassed, but above that... I'm disappointed it's over.
He continues "be a good girl and wait for me in my private office after class?"
He gives me one last kiss and adjusts his tie as he walks out of the room not waiting for my reply.
I'm still sprawled out on the desk with my clothes in a mess and my underwear to the side leaving a cool breeze on my lower burning area.

I can still feel him in me. I want more. I go to next class eagerly awaiting what comes after.