Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

THREE MONTHS LATER 

EMMA’s POV : 

"Home is where the heart is."

I don’t think there was ever a truer statement.

Standing in my new and empty bedroom, the framed quote was the first thing I put up on the wall.

Boxes and un-built furniture were scattered everywhere, but I looked around the room and felt completely satisfied.

Because I am home.

Turning to my side, I started unpacking the box closest to me.

On the side of the cardboard it was labeled, ‘ Emma's old stuff’.

My lips twitched into a smile as soon as I peered inside.

The box contained everything from my younger days.

Everything from my old books, music CDs, photo albums, to my favorite teddy bear Mr.Snuggles.

I reached for Mr.Snuggles and picked him up, but then I noticed a familiar looking pink leather book lying behind him.

A soft smile curved up my lips at the sight of that pink book.

I knew that book like the back of my hand.

I thought I had lost it somewhere, but it was here all along.

I picked up the book and sat back against the wall, making myself comfortable.

With Mr.Snuggles on my lap, I opened the pink book and flipped it to the first page.

This diary belongs to Emma Rose Sinclair.

Happy Birthday Emma, from Emma.

Do not read unless you are Emma! I laughed at my silly old self and flipped it to the next page.

August 24th, 2014.

Dear Diary, Today I did something absolutely crazy.

First of all, you must know that Zach is a total asshole and we hate him for life! He cheated on me with another girl in his college dorm! He had been doing it for a while too, and he blamed me for it, saying that it was because I didn't wanna have sex with him! What an asshole! So, guess what I did? I went ahead and had a one night stand with a random stranger at a bar.

He was absolutely gorgeous.

He had jet black hair and dark brown eyes.

Amazing body covered in tattoos.

And he was older, maybe in his mid twenties? It was so...

crazy! I couldn't believe it myself, but it happened...

We were at the back alley behind the bar.

He pinned me against the wall and he kissed me possessively and so passionately.

No one ever kissed me this like before, not even Zach.

So I kissed him back wantonly, biting on his lower lip, causing him to growl.

Without breaking the kiss, he released my hands, gripped my legs, and he linked them to his waist one by one.

He propped me up so that all my weight was on him.

There was such power in every move he made.

My hands curled to grip his shoulders, feeling his strong, hard body under the thin fabric.

His hand traveled from my thigh to the hem of my dress.

He slid his thumb underneath the fabric as his hand continued moving up.

The feeling of his fingers touching my bare skin lit me on fire.

it reached the band of

when I felt his fingers cupping my wet

a slow moan in response,

wet,"he

almost lost it when he

called that before and I was loving

feeling I had never

body was warm against my

sent tingles up

process it all, he stuck a finger over

clit his finger and I was

was

stopped kissing and

unintelligible

had tried to finger me once

felt weird and

it, so we

But this was different.

was doing

he slid another finger in

his two fingers, and I was feeling

want to ruin things by saying I was

felt anything like this before, and

in my stomach was getting more and more intense

moving his fingers with more speed this time, doing this scissor movement

get any better, something exploded in me and my body convulsed

orgasm! I was still reeling from the high that I felt moments

his hands were now cupping my ass, his nails

fabric ripping and I felt cold

had ripped my underwear open and the broken piece of fabric fell graciously on the

he took out a condom and he made me open

erect manhood for the first time, and hot damn! It was sooo big! He closed the distance between us again and I

just stood flushed against the wall, thinking somehow that the stupid wall

my left

exposed to him

he was taking his sweet time, purposefully teasing

as I kept trying to

would let his tip enter me, but only a little bit,

was now

I want it

I pleaded.

not there yet.It’s

care, just

And so he did.

me what

himself

most painful thing my

my body took in his full size, then he pulled out slowly and slammed himself inside

until there was no sound coming out

was pain and pleasure, all

have one without the

eyes were locked into each other’s as his dark

getting

felt something building up inside of me, demanding a

responded by moving in and out of me

smacking against mine

breaths were heavy and

hold it

back and my core clenched around him,

"Fuck!"

grunted through

came

so hard around him,

whole length into me one last time as

me for a while as he let out

me the widest, sexiest grin I had ever

the craziest night of

to me, I was glad that at least I

are, thank you

the experience was just

September 3rd, 2014.

shit, diary! I saw the Bar Guy again in the flesh, and