Niall Horan smut where he is your tuition teacher. WARNING: Blowjob, Dirty talking, Daddy kink, cussing, Spanking.
You were desperately trying to complete your Math homework before your tutor Mr. Horan arrives. Your parents had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and you knew they wouldn't be back until 3 hours. You wanted to answer all the questions correctly so as to make a good impression on him. You kept scribbling with your pencil on the paper when you heard the doorbell ring.
You jump out of your bed and run to the door. You were very excited to meet Mr. Horan. You had the biggest crush in him an you were planning on making a move on him today. But alas, you're homework was still incomplete.
"Good evening Mr. Horan," you welcome him with a smirk. You knew that whenever you called him 'Mr. Horan', it had some effect on him.
"Good evenin’," he replied with a straight face an entered your room. He noticed your red mini skirt you were wearing today with a revealing spaghetti top. He gulped at your sight. You looked gorgeous and he wanted to take you right then and there to prove it to you. He wanted to bend you over the table and spank your ass so hard to let you know what a filthy whore you were being.
"’Ave ya completed yer homework?" he asks you.
You look down to your feet and shake your head slowly.
"AGAIN?!" he fumed out. "Honestly, how many days do ya need to complete 5 algebra questions? It's been 3 days and ya haven't done 2!" he roared, flipping through your notebooks.
All his shouting was not at all getting you angry. Nor was it raising any feelings of guilt in you. It was rather making you horny and you wanted him to know that.
You lean over your table, taking a look at your notebooks- sticking out your ass more than usual so some part of it would actually be visible to him.
As you expected, he saw your thong under the skirt you were wearing. It had the exact effect you wanted and he got the hint. You got up and played dumb.
“I’ sorry Mr. Horan. I will do it right now,” you say with an all innocent look on you face. “I’ll just sit on this chair and start writing right away,”
He took some steps in your direction and leaned in closer. His face was inches away from yours. He looked you in the eyes. You could smell his cologne. It was heavenly. His arms snaked around your waist and under your skirt. He hooked one finger in your thong. The eye contact remained constant.
“These will ‘ave ter come off,” he smirked at you. He knew what you wanted and he wanted to give it to you with passion.
He hooked the other hand and took off your thong. It piled down at your feet and you stepped out of it. You were now panty-less with a very short skirt on and now you had started feeling uneasy. You were scared of doing something wrong.
“Where are mum and dad?” He asks you.
“They’ll be gone long enough,” you reply. He smirks.
Just as you were about to sit on the chair, Mr. Horan grabs your hair and pull you up, restraining you to sit down.
“Not like that baby,” he whispers and pushes your shoulders indicating that he wants you at your knees. You do that. your face is right in front of his bulge.
“What are you doing Mr. Horan?” You ask him as you see him unbuckling his belt.
“Shh... Call me daddy,” he says to you and you feel relieved that he has a daddy kink too.
He pulls out his semi-erect member and you open your mouth, taking in all you can.
Once he is totally inside your mouth, you pull your head backwards, revealing his cock again. Then you push your head forward taking it all in. He was huge- and broad. You were choking on him, making sounds that you had never made before. Your head was moving forward and backward again and again. His cock was hitting the back of your throat. You heard a low grunt from him.
Just as you thought he was about to cum, he pulls out of your mouth and sits down on the chair in front of the desk.
You walk towards him. “What now, daddy?”
“Now ya sit on daddy’s lap and complete yer work like a good girl.”
“What?” your breath is hitched but contrary to it, you want him. You want him now. He is sitting on the chair with his erect cock upright on his groin. If you ever want anything with him, this was your chance to start it.
You walk in front of him and stop when you reach your destination. Your ass is facing his face and you are ready to let him enter you now. You slowly bend and sit on his lap. You hold his cock and align it with your entrance. You sink down on it as slow as you can. You let a moan slip from your mouth. Your walls clenched around him.
You were now fully seated on his member and you badly wanted to have a release. But he wasn’t going to satisfy you just like that. He wants you to complete your work first.
You look at the third problem in factorization of polynomials-
Your mind was blank. You had no idea how to do this one. You would have easily been able to solve it if you weren’t sitting on his dick. But you were. And you were enjoying yourself.
You start writing with shaky hands. As every second passed, this turned into more torture. You grinded against his hips but he held you tightly.
“Gotta complete it first babygirl,” His lips were on your neck, sucking harshly on some spots, leaving hickeys all over it. His lips were travelling to your shoulders. You were sure there would be marks to explain to your parents when they come back.
You felt hands on your skirt. It was slowly riding up your thighs, revealing your core. Those hands hooked your skirt in its waistband so he wouldn’t have to keep holding it. They were now kept leisurely on your knees.
He moved his mouth closer to your ears and bit the earlobe.
“Do ya want ter cum babygirl?”
“Yes what?” he whispers with a spank on your thigh. You yelp out in pleasure.
“Yes Mr. Horan,” you say, forgetting what you were supposed to call him.
Another spank was awarded to your thigh. It immediately got red. “What was dat?”
“Fuck!!” you yell out and you remembered. “Yes daddy! I want to cum daddy,”
He gestured towards your notebook. There was no way he was giving it to you before you complete it.
His mouth came back to your neck. One of his hand was moving up and down your thigh and the other was teasing your clit. Your hands were shaking and you couldn’t write anymore.
Every time you wrote a wrong step, he would bite your neck and pinch your clit. It was so pleasuring that you wanted to do each step wrong just for that pinch on your clit. But you knew he would punish you if you did that.
Finally, you were done. You threw the pencil on the table and laid back on his chest. He knew what you’ve wanted all along and he would finally give it to you. You were already very close.
His hands rubbing on your clit got faster. You moaned and squirmed on his dick.
“DID I SAY YOU CUD MOVE?!” he yells. He knew how to get you all riled up. His trick was working. “You’ve done a good job. What do ya want?”
“I want you daddy,” you breathe out.
“Yer sitting on me cock, what else do ya want?”
“I want t-to cum... ahh...”
You started to move on his cock slowly at first. He was still rubbing your clit. he breathed against your neck. All of this was too much for you. You were almost there.
“Is dat why you were wearing these clothes? Because ya wanted ter be fucked by me?”
You nod your head. You were unable to form any words with that moth then. Your pace got quicker. You were ready to cum but there was something you wanted to do first.
“What a filthy whore!” he spat out.
You were bouncing on his cock up and down. Both of you were sweating uncontrollably. You were a moaning mess on him. You reached your hand down and touched his balls. You rubbed then like he was rubbing your clit. He groaned and hissed on your neck.
Beads of sweat were trickling down your forehead.
“Oh daddy I’m- mm... I’m - fuck- so close... ahh”
“Come for me babygirl. Shit- show me dat you like it. Let me feel how much you like it- mmm...”
Your heart was thumping faster. Your speed increased and so did Niall’s fingers on your clit. A wave of orgasm took over you.
You came all over his cock with a scream. Your movement got slicker but you didn’t stop. You wanted him to cum inside you.
As you noticed he was getting closer, you squeezed his balls and it sent him over the edge. He shot loads of hot seed inside you.
“Fuck I can’t stop...” he moaned out.
You rode out his high and it seemed to be never ending. Once he was done, you stood up enough so he would get out of you. You sat back again, panting.
After about five minutes of ending your sex session, you heard the doorbell ring. You both sprang out of your positions. Niall tucking his cock back in and you wearing your panties and trying to hide your wet hair.
Your parents were back and you were intelligent enough to wear a denim jacket to hide your neck and shoulders.
Once you both were back in your room, you heaved a sigh of relief. Thankfully, you’re parents didn’t notice anything and let you both continue the ‘studies’.
“Guess I’ll teach you Biology tomorrow. Chapter 9 - Reproduction in Animals. Be ready,” Niall smirked at you before leaving.
