Injunheart - I Love My Teacher

>It's quiet in Canterlot High.
>What few students remain are outside, either waiting for their ride or simply hanging out with friends.
>Inside the building, in a dark room in a less traveled area of the school, a few muffled sounds can be heard.
>It's somewhat warmer and more humid inside the room.
>If someone were to enter the room they would immediately note the stench lying heavy in the air.
>A few muffled squeaks and moans can be heard coming from the corner of the room, themselves masked by the sounds of the constant back-forth movements of a desk.
>You are Anonymous, and you do your best to quiet the young girl under you.
>You cover her mouth the best you can with your hand then, gripping her with the other, continue thrusting into her.
"Try to be quiet, love, we don't want our fun to be interrupted, do we?"
>She doesn't respond, though you take it as a tacit agreement.
>It was odd really, and a small part of you was still objecting to it right now.
>They told you about it school, tried to drill it into your head.
>And yet here you are, nailing Fluttershy.
>One of your students.
>You feel yourself getting close, and take that as your cue to go faster.
>Taking your hand off Fluttershy's mouth, you grab her hips with both hands and begin to piston into her as fast as you can.
>A heavy, wet slapping can be heard now, alongside Fluttershy's intensifying moans.
>God, how can something so bad feel so good?
>The feel of her tight, underage cunt struggling to contain your massive meat log was heavenly.
>You feel it again, her inner muscles contracting in orgasm.
>The third time since you started.
>Before any sound has a chance to leave her lips, you've covered her mouth again, slowing your thrusts to let her ride it out.
>Her body quakes with pleasure, sweat causing her hair to be matted.
>It sticks to her back, where more sweat has collected, beading up on her smooth skin.
>It drives you wild.
>Before she has a chance to finish collecting herself, you roughly shove her face onto the desk.
>You're so close now.
>*slap slap slap*
>Your thrusts are getting stronger, rougher.
>But she likes it.
>Her hands, which previously gripped the desk in front of her, now reach behind her and grab onto yours.
>And that's it.
>With one last, forceful thrust, you pull out and release your seed on her back, where it mixes with the sweat already present there.
>The both of you stand there, panting after your exertion.
>After a moment, you lean forward and kiss Fluttershy's cheek.
>She gives you a tired, but content smile.
>The two of you don your clothing, and before leaving, you address the girl one last time.
"Alright Miss Shy, I'll take another look at your test scores. I might be able to find something else you can do for extra credit as well!"
>"Thanks Mr. Anon! See you tomorrow!"
>She smiles and waves before going on her way.
>After she turns the corner, you sigh and rub your eyes.
>Did you really just do that?
>You hope it doesn't come back to bite you.