*sigh*

The rain hitting the glass window can be heard properly from the other side.
But I am still not done yet.

I have a few days time left before the final selection but I am still not able to master the steps. It looks like something is missing. Like there is not that spark.

I think I can never be like him.

Jung Hoseok

Our dance teacher.

Not only he is our dance teacher but also the talk of many girls. There are many who wants him.

I am also that way.

Wanting him.

Devouring him.

Desiring over.

Being distracted I never realise the presence of other in the room.

" You are distracted ".

Suddenly I heard an eerie low voice with a...... sense of lust ? Telling me that. Knowing who the person was brought the kind of hunger from my heart.

"You should start practicing ".

"Yes sir".

Lost in my thoughts I didn't notice him flinching at my response. 

Time skip

After classes I decided to break my barrier and let him know what I wanted.I wasn’t sure the best way to approach it since he was my teacher, but I couldn’t let the class end without saying something, could I?

So I walked up to him, still toweling off from the workout. Without a word, I pressed myself against him kissing him and grabbed his enormous bulge.

He didn’t even hesitate, he picked me up and pressed me against the wall, covering my mouth with his.

I wrapped my legs around him, his big cock hard against me through my  red short dress. He pulled his pants down and ripped my dress . In what seemed like one movement and I was filled with his big cock.

I needed his cum.

My pussy was dripping as he fucked me hard, pounding me against the wall.

  I got louder as I got closer, the pleasure building to my orgasm. He told me he was going to cum, too, and asked me where I wanted it. I told him to cum inside me and he did, almost immediately. We came together, both yelling out, the sound echoing in the empty dance studio.