disclaimer # 1 : All intimate acts in this story occur between adult over the age of 18. I

disavowal # 2 : Themes of this story roll largely around humiliation, black ring armour, and voyeurism. If you are not matter to in these themes, please do not read. Of course of study, in real number life much of what is portrayed in this chronicle is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

disavowal # 3 : While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to hold thing easy with a sure `` funny book '' trend. Again keep in mind that this is a piece of work of illusion and not everything will be fully realistic.

Enjoy ! Please leave comments on what you want to see following as practically of the following chapter is a piece of work in progress. sunniness

Chapter 1 :

My animation was almost like a clowning at this point. I'm a unmarried, 63 yr old high school Math instructor at the defective school in the territorial dominion. My best Clarence Day were clearly behind me. Unlike most teacher's with as much seniority as me who would have their pick of what class they would like to teach, I didn't have such privilege. The asshole of a principal, made me teach junior remedial mathematics, which was filled with the 10 dumbest tiddler in the school. These youngster really were hopeless.

I couldn't lots blame the school principal though. I knew how him, as well as the rest of my ‘ colleagues'viewed me. They knew I was a socially awkward duck soup who would accept whatever demeaning job they gave him.

I was on the wand of falling asleep, when I heard a hatful of newspaper hit my desk.

"I'm all done my assignment Mr. Wilson !"a cheery voice squeaked

I looked up at Katee Owens, who was at this point, the one highlight in my life-time. She was the lone girlfriend in the small remedial course of study, and really looked like she didn't belong. She was the merely one in the class that actually cared about her instruction, and had a genuine desire for learning. She was toilsome working, and always turned her grant in on clip.

But no, this wasn't what I meant when I said that she was the one highlight in my life. What I meant was that she was cliff dead gorgeous. She was a diminutive brunet with calorie-free hide with some freckles on her cheeks, big hazel centre, and striking nervus facialis lineament.

I met her eyes as I took the newspaper from her"Oh that's majuscule Katee."My middle quickly dropped down to her bust. Even in a full sleeve sweater, her mammilla seemed to pop out impressively for a girl with such a tiny frame otherwise.

"Thanks !"She beamed, before turning around and prancing to her desk. I took a moment to appreciate her bout ass jiggle up and down through her dungaree as she walked back to her desk. I looked around and saw a few of the former boys checking her out as well.

"Those bastards"I thought to myself, at least they could try to find fault up a girl like that and fuck her. I could only day dream.

I looked down at the paper and chuckled. Despite trying hard, the poor girl just had no clue. I figured she must cause a erudition disablement or something. I could tell by first glance that even the childlike problems on the starting time page were horrendously incorrect.

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I parked my beater of a car in the old apartment edifice that I lived in. I made my way up to my studio flatcar. I got undressed and went straight to the computer. Despite the lifespan I'm painting to you, I'm actually not that poor, from a financial viewpoint, atleast. I lived below my way, allowing me to adorn diligently in the blood market, which has allowed me to build up quite the nest egg. Having no children, household and few friends, I didn't really bear much to spend it on either.

I did find an interest in technology as I lived through the dot-com era, and as a result have become rather savvy for a man my age. I spend most significantly on my home computer, and related accessary.

Being as tech discernment as I was, and as desperately lonely as well, I inevitably grew an increased affinity to online pornography. Through my years, the reprobate fantasy progressed, and I soon crossed over from mainstream porn to porn found only on the sullen web. For a perverse, lonely guy like me, it actually became the highlight of my life.

The phantasy of late for me, of course revolved around the aphrodisiacal jailbait stripling in my class. I would pasture the web for as long as it took to find a female child that looked like Katee, doing corrupt acts. I would feign that it was my little student that I was watching.

Today I was having a firmly time finding some new video that fit this fetish. As I became increasingly horny, I became increasingly frustrated. As hot as the girls that I would find online were, none of them compared to my Katee. Nothing was close to the real thing.

Just then, a cerebration hit me. What if I could film Katee in material life ? At this point in my fixation, even ordinary footage of Katee, my dream female child, baffle some cut-price amateur doing even the most demoralize acts.

I realized that I could perhaps get some more naturalistic footage of her myself to fire my fancy. It would be a gutsy move, but hey, as an old failure with no societal life to speak of, what did I have to suffer !

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A week later, I came rest home to a parcel in my mailbox. I practically ran upstairs to my flavourless and opened it up.

This was gross. I had to pay a pretty price, but it was going to be worth it. I had opened the package to retrieve five high definition spy camera. You guessed it, I was planning on planting these bad boys to get candid footage of my lady friend at school.

I got to act the next day 2 hours early. I moved the desks around so that Katee's was front and center. I spaced the desks far apart, so that no other kids would get in the way of the photographic camera. I placed a camera on all four wall and focused them in on Katee's desk. I then stacked a mates desks on top of each early and climbed on top and placed the final camera on the ceiling in hopes of getting a lead shot down Katee's cleavage.

I popped my laptop open to ensure the photographic camera were working. The timbre was stunning. I zoomed in each of the cameras using my laptop to focalise right in on Katee.

I gleefully waited for the class to start. I practically started to salivate as I saw Katee walkway in and take her derriere. I explained to the class that I shifted tables around to increase productiveness. They either bought it or just didn't aid, and they took their stern.

I put on a duo of dense dark glasses, explaining to the class that I have developed an eye problem. Again, they didn't care. Of course, this was all so that I could stare at Katee as much as I wanted without anyone being the wiser.

Today, Katee was wearing a garden pink spaghetti strap top, exposing her cute shoulders, neck and most of the upper half of her back. Unfortunately the front portion didn't dip too far down to register her cleavage. Her mamilla projected proudly forward as common. Katee was a good lady friend, she didn't really dress slutty like a lot of the former girls at the school, much to my disfavor.

After doing 15 proceedings of obligatory didactic didactics, I asked Katee to bridge player out today's assignment and watched her sexy consistency walk up and down the room. I drooled watching her tits and ass bounce with each step she took. Each of the boys checked her up and down before taking the paper from her. She seemed too oblivious to note.

course of instruction seemed to fly by as I was lost in reverie watching Katee unabashed throughout the hour. The kids ran habitation, and I did too almost as fast. I quickly undressed and logged on to my house calculator to check the footage I had snared.

The footage was flawless. I couldn't believe I was able to wait at this teen goddess from all Angle as much as I wanted. I felt like I was powerful for once in my life. I cropped out clips that were especially racy. The considerably clip from today was when Katee handed her assignment to me and bent-grass over at my desk, her top crept lower for just a couple endorsement, exposing a modest bit of her generous jailbait cleavage to the photographic camera at the front line wall. I saved this, and eventually masturbated to my dream girl's youthful round tits.

…

I continued to take in clips throughout the workweek. I was putting together quite the compilation of my sexy jailbait compulsion.

My pet was when she dropped a pencil, and then got on all quartet to look for it and pick it up. Her mid length skirt rode up her, exposing some of her aphrodisiacal inside thigh. The figurehead camera caught her delicious tits spill forward, exposing Sir Thomas More of her segmentation as she was wearing a White River blouse with one push undone. I masturbated to this clip furiously.

While these clip fed my perverse fantasy more than any porn did, it also fueled my obsession. After seeing more of Katee, from all Angle, I was feeling more lustful than ever. I was feeling that I needed to take a risk of exposure to get more of what I wanted. I knew I had to take this to the succeeding level.

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After perving out looking at Katee all social class, I called her to my desk at the end of the day.

"Yes Mr. Wilson ?"she innocently beamed.

I looked her up and down. She was wearing a simple pink tee shirt that clung tightly to her bust and ended an inch or two below her waistline. She wore black-market yoga trouser, that modestly showed off her juicy ass.

I talked to her sternly."Katee I've looked at your designation so far."I said as I handed them to her"I'm afraid you are failing the class very badly thus far."

rent immediately began to take form in the stripling's big hazel oculus

"W-What ?"She whimpered"But I've been trying so hard."

A persona of me felt bad for her. But a division of me was glad as I knew I had her right where I wanted her.

"Now now Katee, no grounds to get hysteric. It's only the beginning of the year, there is metre to flex it around. But I'm afraid you're going to need life-threatening help."

"Like a tutor ?"she sniffled"some of the boy in course offered to tutor me for disembarrass !"

I chuckled. Like any of those idiots would be able to serve her.

"No Katee, I'm afraid you need a lot of supporter. You need pro help, from an expert."

She looked up quizzically

"Mr. Wilson, would you be able to aid me ?"

Jack pot.

"wellspring I guess I could Katee, but I am a very meddlesome man. And this would have to be after school, an hour and a one-half each day, I don't know if I have time."

I looked down at her.

"Please Mr. Wilson."She begged"There is no way I can fail this grade. If I fail then my dad won't let me go to camp with my friends !"she went on to explain"That clique is the lonesome seat I feel happy. It has all my old friends from my old school."She whimpered

I feigned consideration.

"Katee, I guess I could, but would your father be able to yield $ 100 dollar sign an hour for tutoring ? That is the going rate for master assist. After all, after school end each day, I'm no longer your teacher, I am a professional tutor."

Katee looked deflated"No sir, he is working two jobs and is barely able-bodied to puddle ends meet."

"Oh well, I'm sorry to hear. Because you know, if you work with me, I would personally guarantee that you pass the class."

With this she put her hands together"Please Mr. Harriet Wilson, isn't there something we can influence out ! ?"

I paused for seemingly forever. She looked at me.

I knew that I would never receive this opportunity again. I went full steam ahead.

"Well Katee, if you really want to attain my services, you're going to have to do something for me."

"OK anything sir. Do you want me to wash your car ? Clean your house ?"

I paused, pretending to study those options.



"You know Katee, my time is quite valuable. I can hire someone to moisten my car and fair my star sign. You're going to have to offer something unique."

"Anything sir, Anything !"

"Well, if you say so."I paused"Katee, I will tutor you an hour and a half each day, on one condition."

"Yes ? ?"she yelped

"Katee, if you strip to your underwear for this tutoring session, I will forego the fee."I smiled, but on the interior I was dying. I was either going to lose my job, or was going to have the clip of my life.

"What, no.. That's egregious, and you're old."She said softly, she was clearly lapidify and confused.

"Ok honey, suit yourself."I said coldly putting the papers back in front man of her"as you can see, you are averaging 13 % on your assignments, a fling is 60 %. I wish you luck passing this class Ms. Owens."

I saw her look at the written document, and almost break down and cry again. I sensed an opportunity.

"Or, consume my tutoring, with my condition, and I will guarantee you pass."

She looked up from the paper to me, and back again.

"Think about it, would you rather go to summertime school, or summer camp"I cooed

She contemplated this deeply. Finally, she looked at me.

"mulct"she whispered.

I practically felt like screaming in joy. I knew I needed to strike twice.

"Smart girl."Go ahead then, and we can go.

She looked reluctant again.

I tapped on my watch."We have until 5:30, metre is ticking."

She reluctantly stood in front of my desk. I could see her arms shaking as she reached for the hem of her T-shirt. She slowly grabbed the hem and started to peel it up. I groaned as in by inch I saw the soft flesh of her teenage tummy exposed.

The shirt almost got stick around on her bra, but with a tug she got it over, revealing her big round mamilla encased in a lacy low bra. Her tits looked magnificent, even in a cheap bra, they looked like a chef-d'oeuvre. They jiggled up and down with each movement. She took the shirt off completely.

I stuck out my handwriting, and gestured for her to hired man me her shirt. She whimpered as she gave me her shirt, she knew she was stuck now. I looked at her Sweet face, she was blushing, and looked terrified.

"Very overnice, now the pants."

She looked at me, begging me with her eyes to give up her. I was unforgiving. I watched as she peeled her yoga knickers off her ass and leg and stepped out. She was had on tatty pink scanty. I salivated at her youthful thighs and legs, now fully exposed.

"Very proficient Katee,"I took the pants from her. I put her clothes in a heavy draftsman at behind my desk and locked it.

She was completely humiliated and was sniffling as tears were rolling down her cheeks. I told her to spin so I could look at her.

I salivated as she presented her panty-clad teenage ass to me. It was flawless. The panties were humble, and covered the absolute majority of her cheeks, but still I could see the bare flesh of much of her yummy brass. Her cheeks bounced as she continued to spin and face me again.

"Good lady friend, this is going to be a great partnership Katee."I sneered"Now lets get to work"

I spent the remaining hr teaching her canonic math, going through work sheets with her starting with elementary level mathematics.

Of course of instruction about of the time I would be leering at her pantie clad jailbait body as she worked through the trouble. I watched as her knocker bounced each time she used her eraser to rub out a mistake. When she was into a problem, I felt like she almost forgot the predicament she was in, and almost started to palpate pattern.

Every 10 second or so I would have her stretch in various status. I told her it was good for her brain to do this periodically, but her and I both knew why I was really doing it. I ogled her ass from behind as I had her touch her toes. And likewise, her tits as I made her archway her back.

Finally the time came to an end. I told Katee she did great, and then gave her her dress back. She hastily grabbed her clothes and put them on. She quickly thanked me and then practically ran out of the room.

After she left, I immediately went abode and masturbated furiously to the snip I had of her in her underwear from all Angle, seeing her nigh naked stripling dead body contorting in respective ways. After masturbating the third time that night, I still wasn't satisfied. I couldn't get the sentiment of this teen minx out of my head teacher. While I was ecstatic that my programme had worked and got to see her panty clad body, It was like the more I saw of her, the More I needed her, by any means necessary.

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The adjacent day, I couldn't hold on my eyes off of Katee. She was wearing a black turtleneck perspirer, and, and blue dungaree. However, I knew now more intimately what lied underneath. I was mentally undressing the teen in my mind, imagining what gloss panties she had on, and how her Brigham Young nipple looked in her bra today.

Katee, usually bright and chipper, was squirming around awkwardly in her chair today. She refrained looking at me. She knew that I was leering at her underneath my the head covering of my tinted methamphetamine hydrochloride.

I smirked as seemingly every few minutes, one of the boys in the room would sneak peeks at her. I knew that given the chance, every one of these Neanderthals would tear Katee's clothes off of her and fuck her like an brute. It gave me satisfaction in knowing I had seen what lied underneath that sweater and jean, and they didn't.

The class finally ended, and one by one the students left the room leaving only Katee behind. She slowly made her way to my desk.

"Ahh Katee, lovely jumper, time to take it off for your next lesson."

She looked at me for a moment, before somberly taking off her sweater. I groaned as I saw her frame revealed inch by inch as she peeled her jumper off of her. Today she had on a Negroid polyester bra that was tearing at the right strap. That tit almost seemed to give ear half an inch lower than the left field.

I licked my mouth, and then motioned to her blue jean. I salivated as she stepped out of her blue jean swiftly, revealing her rhythm ass to me clad in some cheap black panties.

I looked her up and down, and smiled. She was looking down, again avoiding eye liaison.

"Can we just start the lesson now ?"she said quietly

"Well Katee, I'm afraid my damage has gone up. I'm going to involve the bra and panties as well today."I sneered.

She looked at me and met my eyes for the low time all day.

"What ? I can't.. you didn't say anything about me being naked. No one has ever seen me naked.."

"Well I changed my judgement dear."

She paused, before looking up at me fiercely.

"You know what Mr. Woodrow Wilson, I don't penury this. I don't maintenance if I fail.. I would rather not go to bivouac then strip naked for a pervert like you !"she said with the most amount of conviction I have ever seen from her.

Luckily for me, I was prepared for such a reaction.

I looked at my desktop computer, made a simple-minded click, and then turned the monitor her way.

"I was hoping it wouldn't come to this dear."I soothed

I watched as she saw the video on the monitor. It was compilation I edited late close night of her underwear garment body in respective compromising berth. Multiple Clips of her sodding tits and cleavage set over, and her one shot ass with her panties being sunken up into her ass crease were playing in figurehead of her. Her heart widened in fear.

I let the 10 minute video bid as I spoke.

"One detent honey, and this video is hitting the inbox of every bookman here, uploaded to every porn internet site online, and of course being sent to your piteous old dad."

I watched as binge started to pullulate down her cheek. The poor girl was petrified, understandably so. I watched as her obtuse short teenage head tried to derive up with ways out of this.

"B-B-But you'd get in trouble ! ! You'd get fired and my dad would make sure you ended up in Jail."

I had rehearsed for this. I smiled"You're decently lamb, I would. But hey, I've lived a good life-time. I'm just a lonely old man. I don't care if I go to jail, I have nothing to lose.

But YOU on the other hand, my dear you have your whole life in front of you. Do you really want to be known as a lady of pleasure who stripped to her panties just to cash in one's chips a mathematics form ? You'd be ruined girl"

I paused before continuing. I knew my words cut her deeply.

"Just let me birth what I want, do as I say, and all of this will stay between us. I get to see you naked, you get to go through the course of study and go to summer clique. And by next year, both of us forget that this ever happened."I soothed

She thought about it. I could see her pondering. I knew she couldn't believe that she was in this placement, but I also knew that she really had no way out. Of course she could yell me on my bluff, but the truth was I really didn't attention what happened to my biography. At this item, the pillage was worth whatever danger. I was so lascivious for her, I really didn't concern about the residue of my spirit. I had to let her.

She replied softly

"mulct, but just for the sleep of the school year"

I wanted to derail up in joy. But I kept my calmness.

"smartness girl. Now get to it."

I watched as she slowly reached for her bra hooks. With bully trepidation, she finally unhooked her bra. I could see the liberation of latent hostility on her tits the moment she unhooked it. She looked at me rigidify, holding her bra in straw man of her pap.

"cliff it."

With a suspiration, she did so.

I almost came at the heap of her perfect teen tits. They were big, and must have been D cup, but looked even crowing as they contrasted with her melt off bod. The physique underneath her bra was wan compared to her the sleep of her sun kissed skin. She had pink nipples. I was astounded how perfectly her big tits rested on her dresser.

I motioned for her to come to my side of the desk.

She slowly did. I marvelled at her tits, now just a base away from me. Instinctively I put my hands around her tiny shank. She pulled back, but I forced her in towards me with relief. I imagined that I probably had ending to 150 lbs on her.

I wrapped my left bridge player around her waist, and with my absolve script I stroked up her tummy and started groping her impart tit.

"No please. What about tutoring ! !"She pleaded as tears rolled down her boldness.

I ignored her pleas, and started groping her tit to my pleasure.

"Please, a girl with tits like this doesn't need to see math. She just needs to find out how to be a perfect little slut."I sneered as I played with her nipple, and squeezed her tits relentlessly.

I loved the young feel. It had been decades since I had big tits in my custody, and never as nice as this. At this point, I knew I was being driven into frenzy. Her supplication seemed like they were coming from underwater I was locked in on her. I pulled her in finisher and engulfed her tit into my mouth. I sucked her jailbait teenage tit like a starving sister hungry for milk. It felt surreal, I couldn't believe I was doing getting to do this with my dream lady friend.

With my other hand I instinctively started groping her luscious ass. It was doughy in my hand, but also live. I couldn't help but give it a few sharp smacks whenever Katee tried to pull away from me.

I brutishly tore the teen's scanty off. The chinchy fabric ripped easily, exposing her au naturel ass to me. I continued to grope her ass, now inching towards her anus. I smacked her ass every metre she resisted, causing her to squeal and momentarily feed in. All the spell, I continued to feast on her delicious tits, leaving my drivel all over her neck and tits. I had truly transformed into a vacuous beast, focused on one thing only.

My script were both now on her bare ass cheek, splitting them apart, squeezing them with all my strength. I instinctively made my way to her adolescent kitty-cat with my properly script. Without a second opinion, I inserted my finger into her pussy. She moaned in pain. I couldn't believe how fast she was. Just two of my fingers were struggling to propel in and out of her pussy.

With my other hand I made my way to her slopped ass hole and started circling it. I gently inserted my index finger. She scream out trashy and instinctively tightened her ass hole anatomical sphincter on my digit. It felt like I was in a frailty grip, but I managed to keep advancing my finger. She gasped in painful sensation with each inch.

My other bridge player was fingering her pussy mercilessly, gently causing her dry pussy to start to lube itself.

Here I was with her aright tit in my mouthpiece, biting her mamilla, fingering her pussy and having my indicant finger knuckle deep in her tight SOB. I knew it was only a matter of meter til my cock was about to detonate.

She momentarily gave a sigh of relief as I let all of her porta go. This was curt lived as I picked her up and forcefully put her side down over my Teacher's desk.

"peg your ass out whore."I said as I gave it a smack.

She did as she was told, she had no choice.

She spread her peg panoptic, and stuck her ass up off of the wooden table. Her back bowed, as her tits we're smushed against the cold-blooded tabular array. I told her to await up and hold open her face pointing towards the back wall at all times.

I wanted the television camera on the back wall to get a good view of her sweet innocent boldness during this.

"Please no, Please no, not like this ! !"She wailed.

I gave her several sharp spanks"placid whore."I sneered.

I split her ass cheeks apart and forced my buddy-buddy 8 inch cock into her stripling pussy. I felt a pop, as she screamed in pain in the neck. My generous belly rested on her ass as I started to further transfix her.

Luckily the annex we were in was far away from the school, so I was aspirant that no body would see this. I slowly forced my cock in all the way, she moaned in agony as column inch by inch it went in to the hub.

I grabbed a fistful of her dense silky brown hair and yanked her oral sex back as I started to thrust in and out of her tight puss. She was in agony, I was in heaven. Her slopped pussy was like a ardent vacuum on my cock. I felt like I was impaling her.

I yanked her head teacher back with each thrust with a grip of her hair. With the other hand I reached underneath her to grab a fistful of tit figure. I couldn't help but Yankee-Doodle and squeeze harder as I came closer to orgasm.

As much as I wanted it to last forever, I knew it was going to end soon. With a final thrust, I came mysterious inside her pussy. I could palpate the tender cum flooding out of my dick. I stayed in her for minutes afterwards. I could hear her sobbing, which I imagine was partly in stand-in.

Finally, as I felt my cock scratch to reduce, I took myself out of her. Cum, a pernicious streak of pedigree dribbled down her thigh. I smiled in great satisfaction, as I confirmed that I took this sexy stripling's virginity.

She lied there, almost motionless. I knew her psyche must have been in a whirlwind. I didn't read her much mercy.

I took her clothes out of my mesh console, walked to the front of the desk and threw them on the ground.

"object lesson's over. You passed today, but I'm going to be expecting More tomorrow."I said sternly

She looked up at me, binge in her eyes and rolling down her impertinence. She was in disbelief. I knew what she was thinking. What more could I possibly carry ?

She slowly put her clothes back on in silence. I could tell she had run out of binge for today. She simply looked down.

I reached into my cabinet again, and gave her a humble shopping bag. She took the contents out of the bag, with a quizzical feel on her cheek.

One by one, she pulled out a lean backless ‘ around the neck'pink hemp top, a span of tight-fitting blue jean that were a size too small for her, a tweed lacing thong and a matching strapless flannel push up bra from Victoria's enigma.

"On top of being my personal sex toy every day after social class, you're going to be my gaming thing during the day too."I sneered"You have atrocious taste in clothes dear, so I'm going to be dressing you like the little slut that you are."I sneered

She continued to look down in shock at the clothes, trying to digest everything that was being thrown at her.

I sneered"Don't worry. You can keep the clothes. I'll find mode for you to pay me back after class tomorrow."

The End