My dominant Teacher (Andy Biersack love story)

I know this sounds incredibly lame, but I don't want losing my virginity to feel like I'm losing something. I want it to feel like I'm finding something. I want sex to be amazing. I want it to be life-alteringly wonderful. And I want it to happen with someone I love. I am with someone i love dearly, he was my person. Sir is the one i love, and i know it will hurt, but the pain won't matter... Or so i think. “I respect you," he murmured. "and your views. I think of you as an equal. I respect your brains, and all those big words you like to use. But I also want to rip your clothes off and have sex with you until you scream and cry and see God." My breathed hitched hearing him talk like this. "But i like this shirt too much." He smiled.

Biting down on my lip, i removed his shirt from my body to be only in my underwear. "I know you won't hurt me, but i am still afraid that you will, is it normal?" I questioned, brushing my fingertips down the outline of my bra. "Should i be sir?"

Andrew's eyes locked on mine. His gaze turning darker making me shiver, and he could see the goosebumps on my skin. "Yes you should be, but this is your first time. I will be gentle, i can maybe combine both. Will that be alright?" I bobbed my head saying 'yes' "Good," Sir flipped me over so i was laying on the bed, my legs obediently spread just for him. My body functioning before my heart and brain could. His hands gently came to the my thighs, removing my halters, tossing it on the cold floor where i left the shirt.

"Love making takes time right?" I asked, my voice growing little by each second.

"It is a myth for lovemaking to be quick and smooth. To find pleasure in each other, both men and women need to take time to explore each other with their hands; their lips and they need to be open to each other in a mutual, consensual, and non-judgmental style.
sure." Gently picking me up so i could sit up straight, he removed my bra, he seized it in his one hand as the other push me down gently. "How i wanted this," For how long? He removed my panties and yet again i was exposed to my teacher. Sir slid his hand between my breasts, slowly lowering it to my belly and around my button, circling it in a slow motion. I could not help but let out an airy moan by his touch and rugged hands trailing alongside my body.

"Pa-Please." I pleaded, lifting up my hips when he reached the wall of my sex. I wanted more and he was rather taking his god dammed time teasing me. "I want the pain gone so i can have pleasure." Sir's hand stopped just at my thigh. He looked up as a small V line formed between his perfectly scalped brows. "Sorry."

"I want you ready," I am ready Andrew, Jesus just screw me already! "And you are not ready." Am i not? I can surely feel it dripping it down my thighs. I nodded shakily and looked up to the ceiling as his hands continued down my legs and back up to the wall of my sex. A gasped escaped my dry lips when i feel two fingers enter me and my eyes screwed tight. I had one... i never had two. Only imagining Sir inside of me makes me whimper- and willing to push the fingers deeper. Biting down on my tongue his title rolled off it without warning, but the moaning made it even more harder to talk or to tell him to go deeper with those fingers. "More?" I nodded, my hands white knuckling the sheets. I screamed but no sound came out when he thrusted another finger inside me. i could feel his moving inside of me, the wetness between my legs making it easier for him to slide out of me and back in, which made me throw my head back in pure lust and passion for Sir. The shivering began once again; from head to toe. My walls clamped together making my legs stiffen like i just ran 12 miles. The feeling build and build and it first exploded inside me before pushing itself out. I came. He made me came. "My turn."

"What?"

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