Teach Me Daddy

by Isabella Starling

  "Lie on your back," he told me roughly, and I did as I was told, my back connecting with the hard wood of the desk.

  Maddox leaned over me, his chest flush against mine as he whispered into my ear, unbuttoning his shirt.

  "You want Daddy to be your first?" he asked me again, and I nodded eagerly.

  It was the only thing I wanted.

  "You want me to be your last, too, little thing?"

  His fingers wrapped around my leg and I moaned when he caressed the skin on my inner thigh with his fingertips.

  "Yes," I gasped. "I only want you, Daddy."

  "Then guide me in," he told me gently, but his voice was strained.

  He placed my hand on his cock and I moaned when I felt him throb in my palm. He put his hands on either side of my body and I looked down at my pussy while I clumsily guided him inside me. He was groaning the moment his wet tip connected with my pussy, and I shivered.

  "Inside," he told me. "Right the fuck now."

  "Not yet," I whispered, toying with the head of his cock and pressing it against my clit and my entrance, smearing his precum all over my pussy. "You like this, Daddy, don't you? You like it when I'm being a naughty girl?"

  "Cora," he groaned. "Stop fucking teasing."

  I rubbed his tip with my thumb and he cursed out loud, thrusting his hips forward. I gasped when his cock parted my pussy lips forcefully.

  "You want to be inside me?" I asked him. "You need it bad, don't you, Daddy?"

  His eyes were furious as he stared into mine.

  "You're on thin ice," he growled, and I smiled innocently before guiding his cock right inside me.

  He groaned and I cried out when he broke through the barrier for the first time. My hands went down to stop him, but he was too far gone then, fucking me and thrusting inside me so intensely, working himself inside of me, I thought I would collapse on the spot.

  "Daddy, please!" I cried out. "It hurts, it hurts... God, yes..."

  My cries soon turned into moans, but I didn't dare look between my legs. It hurt too good.

  Maddox eyes focused on mine as he fucked himself inside me, taking away every last shred of innocence I had left.

  "Does it feel good, little thing?" he asked me roughly, and I nodded, tears flowing freely down my cheeks.

  I couldn't hold them in, as hard as I tried. The moment was just too overwhelming.

  He leaned down against me and his tongue lapped at my tears, over my cheeks and mouth and down my neck. I moaned and pulled him against me tighter, the pain slowly ebbing away and leaving pleasure in its wake.

  "You're Daddy's little fucktoy," he groaned into the shell of my ear, and I bucked my hips at his dirty words. "You're Daddy's naughty little girl, aren't you, Cora? You're going to cum for me now, little thing, I want your juices all over my cock."

  He pressed his thumb against my clit and I cried out as he kept fucking me, driving himself so deep inside me I thought I would explode. His cock was filling me up impossibly, stretching my tiny pussy out for him and making it fit him perfectly. I knew in that moment I'd never want to have another cock inside me.

  It would always have to be Daddy.

  He fucked me hard and rough. He didn't have any mercy for me, even though it was my first time. His fists balled up in my hair and he fucked me into a stupor, leaving me begging for more and muttering his name over and over again. I wanted so much more. I wanted him to cum inside me, but I knew he shouldn't.

  I wasn't on the pill.

  "I'm going to fucking burst," Maddox grunted, and I wriggled underneath him.

  "Pull out," I begged him. "Please pull out, Daddy, I'm not on the pill..."

  He groaned and kept fucking me. My hands grasped his arms and I tried to pry him off of me, but it wasn't working. I fought against him when he slammed inside me, and it felt so fucking good I nearly passed out. I cried out for him and he gripped my ass cheeks as he fucked me. His fingernails dug into my tender skin and I gasped his name over and over again.

  "I don't give a shit," he groaned. "If you're protected or not. I'm going to fucking cum inside you, little thing. You are mine."

  "Daddy, please," I begged. "Don't, I could get pregnant..."

  I thought of my period only last week. Would that be the last time I had it?

  Because as much as I was begging him to pull out, I knew there wasn't a chance in hell he'd do it... And I didn't want him to.

  Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of my pussy and held his throbbing length in his hand, teasing me with it. I gasped, feeling the loss of him inside me like a hole. My pussy leaked its juices all over the desk as he looked down at me.

  "Tell me you want me to cum inside you," Maddox ordered me. "Tell me you want cum in that pretty pink pussy."

  "Don't make me," I begged, wriggling under him, desperate to get his cock back inside me. "Please, just keep fucking me for a bit longer and then pull out... Or let me suck-"

  "No fucking way, little thing," he groaned, stroking his cock. He threw his head back and grunted. "Tell me how badly you want it. Or you don’t get anything."

  He pressed a finger to my clit and I went crazy, my hips desperately bucking toward him. It was insane. I was losing my virginity to my teacher, in my English classroom, and I was about to beg him to put his seed in me.

  "Daddy," I said desperately. His eyes were dark and glazed over, and I couldn't hold back any longer. "Fuck me, Daddy, please... Teach me how to take your cum, I want all of it, give me all of it, right inside me, Daddy, please!"

  "Where?" he demanded, raising his voice.

  "In my pussy," I begged. "Fuck my pussy full of Daddy's cum, please..."

  He was inside me the next second, and I saw stars as his cock plunged inside me again. He fucked me like it was a punishment, but it was the sweetest one I'd gotten yet. The pain slowly stopped and I felt something else building up, intense and deep and so fucking delicious. I felt my orgasm happening, being ripped out of my body as his cock pounded my hole.

  "Daddy!" I cried out. "I'm gonna cum..."

  "That's right, Cora," Maddox told me. "Cum on Daddy's cock, get it wet with your fucking juice so I can fill you up."

  I came with a cry, my hips bucking against his as he delivered his final thrust and exploded inside me.

  We were a mess of moans and shivers, his fingers digging into my ass hard as he held me in place and filled my pussy with his cum. It was warm, sticky and there was so much of it, it ran out around his cock, dripping onto his desk.

  "Stay still," he told me. "Cum again Cora, right the fuck now."

  His cock pulsed inside me and I cried out as another powerful orgasm ripped through my body. I was triggered by him, so ready to do whatever he told me to.

  Then, Maddox leaned over me and held me to his chest for a second. I melted into his embrace, letting him make me feel safe. It felt so fucking good.

  With a pop, he pulled his cock out of me and I watched in admiration. He was still hard, but now his long shaft was dripping cum and the juices from my pussy.

  "I want to clean it," I said weakly, but he shook his head no.

  Instead, he grabbed my legs by their ankles and held them up high, propping them on his wide shoulders. I didn't understand for a second, but then it dawned on me as he grinned at me wickedly.

  He was making sure none of his cum ran out of me...

  "Daddy," I said softly.

  "Yes, little thing?" he asked, his fingers caressing the skin on my ankles.

  "Am I gonna have your baby?" I asked, my voice shaky and scared.

  "Yes," he promised me. "I think you are. Someday soon."

  I couldn’t wait.

  Twenty-Three

  Maddox

  For a lack of a better term, my head was in the clouds.

  There was fucking sunshine in my day, a pep in my step, all of that bullshit. I couldn’t stop grinning. I wasn’t the smiling type by a longshot any other time, but Cora Lockhart had made a happy man out of me.
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  Whenever I wasn’t putting in serious effort to think about something else, images of her giving up her sweetest prize to me filled my head. I could picture her so clearly, writhing and twisting for me, baring herself fully like the good girl she was. Her shaved pussy, those luscious tits, and that tight, maddening feeling of pushing into a hole that no one had ever tasted before had my head spinning even now.

  Most of all, I loved how willing she had been, how eager to please and to be pleased. The squeals of her orgasm rung in my head like a sordid soundtrack, keeping me reliving the forbidden affair in the classroom over and over again.

  Even being called in to talk to the guidance counselor couldn’t dampen my mood. It was never good news with those people. It was always one student or another who was falling behind, because of their own fault or someone else’s, and whoever the poor sod was who got called in would be the one who would have to ‘fix’ it all.

  Nine times out of ten, there weren’t going to be any positive long-term results, regardless of how much the student or the faculty member tried. We didn’t tell the kids, or the parents for that matter, that depressing statistic, though.

  I rapped my knuckles on the door of the guidance counselor’s office and was called in. Very nearly whistling a tune, I let myself in, all wide grins and ‘good day, how are you’-s. The smiles and the pleasantries fell away immediately when I saw Cora sitting in a chair in front of the counselor, looking dejected.

  “Thank you for coming in on such short notice,” the counselor, named Meredith, an enthusiastic young brunette with a kind smile and the kind of body that ranked high in high school boys’ daydreams, said, motioning toward another seat next to Cora. “Miss Lockhart and I have been discussing her options and it seemed pertinent to include you in these talks.”

  “Anything I should be concerned about?” I asked tentatively, slipping into the seat.

  Cora glanced at me, blushing immediately. She didn’t hide her gaze from me outright, but I could read her body language all too clearly. The memory of what we had done was too fresh, and she didn’t want to give herself, or me, away to another ‘adult’.

  “Thankfully this is not one of those cases,” Meredith said with a slight smile, shuffling papers in front of her.

  She handed me a copy of Cora’s report cards from the last year and a couple of essays, one of which I’d graded. I flipped through them with a frown on my face.

  “I’m afraid I don’t know what this is about. My predecessor didn’t leave me with too much information on my students,” I said, prompting another guilty look from Cora.

  Her grades had been slipping in my classes, and I had heard grumbling from the rest of the faculty, but I thought it was a one-time thing. Here before me was systematic proof of her grades going up and down.

  Her grades were mostly good, but inconsistent. She was a very bright girl, but the report cards confirmed that she didn’t keep up her academic results all the time. Every now and then, the grades would slip, and that would hurt her when she started applying to colleges.

  My stomach twisted, thinking about my deal with my ‘employer’. Fucking Cora, something that I still hadn’t admitted to doing, was not the only thing I was supposed to do.

  ‘Ruining’ her was supposed to be a full-package deal. I was supposed to make her forget all about her other duties, like school. I was supposed to make her a slave to the sordid, seedy side of life, literally fuck her into the stupid cunt that I’d been told that she was. Of course, I now knew that the description I’d gotten at first had been the furthest thing from the truth, with the slight exception of her being a virgin.

  “We find Miss Lockhart to be a very promising student and she approached me last year with the hopes of securing early admission to a couple choice colleges. Unfortunately, things haven’t gone quite our way because of those grades not staying consistent,” Meredith explained, with Cora squirming in her seat.

  I knew it couldn’t be comfortable to sit still yet. The results of the spanking would take a while to fade. Every other situation, I bet she enjoyed the results, though.

  “And where do I come in?” I asked, glancing from Cora to Meredith and back to Cora again. “I’m of course willing to help, if I am able.”

  That wasn’t what I was supposed to say. But fuck it if I was going to impede Cora in any way of getting a better future, away from people like her father… and me.

  “Glad to hear that,” Meredith said, perking up in her seat. “Cora shows some talent as a writer, but we feel that it would be best if she had some additional guidance from a strong educator such as yourself when she writes her admission essay. Considering your background, I’m sure you’re aware that this short work of writing can have a tremendous impact on the future of a hopeful college student.”

  I nodded thoughtfully, looking at the papers in my hands once more. Cora had twisted her body to look at me, the distance between us seeming far too large. It was the same feeling I got every time she was in my class and I couldn’t just pull her into my arms and kiss her breathless.

  “Are you really willing to help D-… Mr. Jacobson?” she asked, catching herself just in time from calling me Daddy in front of the counselor.

  We both smiled, sharing that private moment without Meredith seeming to be any wiser.

  “Of course, Cora,” I said, reaching across the gap and patting her arm lightly.

  It was probably the most demure touch we’d shared.

  “You’re a bright girl and I’d consider it a privilege if I could help you secure a place in a better school,” I said, loving the way she smiled bright, beaming.

  “Lovely!” Meredith said, clapping her hands together before Cora could reply.

  There was so much gratitude in Cora’s eyes that it was making me uncomfortable. I didn’t deserve all the admiration and affection this young woman, this girl was giving me. If she only knew everything… If she knew about Serena, about the others, would she think the same of me?

  Probably not.

  I shook my head as Meredith continued, unfazed by my wandering mind.

  “I think it would be prudent if we agree on a weekly check-in to make sure everything is staying on track, yes? Other than that, you’re free to agree on your own private meetings. The school’s facilities are naturally open to your use and abuse,” she said, chuckling at her small joke.

  Oh, if she only knew how we had already abused those facilities…

  “Is that all?” I asked, standing from the seat, my good mood slightly marred now.

  “All for now, unless you have something to add, Cora?” Meredith said, looking expectantly at Cora.

  “No, nothing we can’t discuss in our private meetings,” Cora said, grinning wide as she slipped out of her wide chair as well.

  “Excellent! Thank you both,” Meredith said, though she was very evidently leaning in my direction, batting her long lashes at me.

  I gave her a half-hearted smile as I excused myself and exited the room, finding Cora catching up with my just a few steps later. We were in a crowded hallway, school starting to let out and all the kids trying to move in the opposite direction of us.

  “Maybe we could do one of those private sessions now, Daddy?” Cora purred, her green eyes sparking with lust.

  “Someone might hear you,” I hissed, wanting to grab her by the arm and drag her off to teach her some manners for being so careless.

  I knew fucking well that she was doing it on purpose, to get a rise out of me… in more ways than one.

  “What if I want them to, Daddy?” she asked, biting her lower lip.

  I stifled a low groan, running a hand through my hair. We were on the right floor and I could see my classroom door already. I had promised that the last time would really be the last time, that we were trying our luck too much, but when she started pushing my buttons like that, I was fucking putty in her hands.

  “Am I being a bad girl for you, Daddy?” she asked, raising her voice slig
htly so that a couple of people gave her confused looks as we rushed by.

  With anger and lust bubbling up in me in equal measure, I grabbed a hold of her wrist and pulled her into my classroom. I didn’t have any classes left for the day, which didn’t make this any fucking safer. The door slammed shut behind us and I let go of her, striding to my desk and taking a seat in the high-backed chair.

  I sat messily, my legs splayed wide, giving her a stern, displeased look. She dropped her backpack and stood in place in front of the whiteboard, her fingers tied together and a demure smile painted on her lips now.

  “Do you want us to get in fucking trouble, little thing?” I growled, trying to hide how fucking hard I was behind my annoyance.

  My cock was hard as steel and I could see her eating up the outline of it with her greedy eyes. I’d given her a taste and now it seemed like she couldn’t get enough. Who was I to complain?

  “No, Daddy,” she said, her voice all sing-songy, batting her lashes at me just like Meredith – Ms. Winters, I corrected in my head – had.

  “Come here,” I told her sharply.

  She was all too eager to do as she was told. Stopping in front of me, I could see the way her chest rose and fell quickly, her breath coming in quick flutters.

  “Spread your legs,” I said, and she did, of course.

  Roughly, I shoved my hand between her legs and ripped her panties aside so I could dip my fingers in her pussy. She moaned like a cat in heat, rubbing herself against my long fingers. She was soaking wet. I pulled my hand back and held it up to her, showing how my fingers glistened with her juices.

  “Look at this,” I said, my voice a growl. “You’re fucking getting off on trying to get me in trouble. That is not what good little girls do, Cora.”

  “I’m so sorry, Daddy,” she purred, pouting a little. “Can I please make it up to you?”

  “You can try.”