DISCLAIMER # 1 : All sexual Acts in this storey occur between adults over the age of 18. I

DISCLAIMER # 2 : Themes of this story revolve largely around mortification, black ring mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these topic, please do not read. Of course, in real life sentence much of what is portrayed in this write up 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 idea of the level certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things lighting with a certain `` risible Holy Writ '' style. Again restrain in brain that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

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Chapter 1 :

My life history was almost like a comedy at this point. I'm a single, 63 year old senior high school school day Math teacher at the worst school in the district. My best days were clearly behind me. Unlike most teacher's with as much seniority as me who would let their plectron of what stratum they would like to learn, I didn't have such perquisite. The shit of a principal, made me learn Jnr curative mathematics, which was filled with the 10 dumbest nipper in the school. These tiddler really were hopeless.

I couldn't very much blame the corpus though. I knew how him, as well as the eternal rest of my ‘ confrere'viewed me. They knew I was a socially ill at ease child's play who would accept whatever demeaning job they gave him.

I was on the scepter of falling asleep, when I heard a sight of papers 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 period, the one highlight in my life. She was the lone girlfriend in the small therapeutic class, and really looked like she didn't belong. She was the only one in the class that actually cared about her education, and had a genuine desire for learning. She was hard working, and always turned her grant in on clock time.

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 numb gorgeous. She was a petite brunette with sparkle hide with some lentigo on her cheeks, big hazel eyes, and striking facial feature.

I met her eyes as I took the papers from her"Oh that's great Katee."My eyes quickly dropped down to her bout. Even in a good sleeve sweater, her tits seemed to pop out impressively for a girl with such a diminutive frame otherwise.

"Thanks !"She beamed, before turning around and prancing to her desk. I took a moment to appreciate her one shot ass joggle up and down through her denim as she walked back to her desk. I looked around and saw a few of the other son checking her out as well.

"Those bastards"I thought to myself, at least they could try to plunk 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 hapless lady friend just had no cue. I figured she must deliver a see disability or something. I could tell by kickoff glance that even the simplest problems on the number 1 varlet were horrendously incorrect.

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I parked my beater of a car in the old apartment construction that I lived in. I made my way up to my studio apartment flat. I got undressed and went straight to the electronic computer. Despite the lifetime I'm painting to you, I'm actually not that poor people, from a financial viewpoint, atleast. I lived below my mean value, allowing me to adorn diligently in the stock market, which has allowed me to build up quite the snuggle egg. Having no children, family and few protagonist, I didn't really give birth much to expend it on either.

I did retrieve an interest in engineering science as I lived through the dot-com era, and as a final result have become quite savvy for a man my age. I spend most significantly on my home computer, and related accessories.

beingness as tech discernment as I was, and as desperately lonely as well, I inevitably grew an increased kinship to online porn. Through my years, the obstinate fancy progressed, and I soon crossed over from mainstream porn to porn found only on the dark web. For a perverse, lonely guy like me, it actually became the highlight of my spirit.

The phantasy of late for me, of grade revolved around the sexy jailbait teen in my year. I would browse the web for as long as it took to regain a girl that looked like Katee, doing depraved number. I would feign that it was my little bookman that I was watching.

Today I was having a punishing prison term finding some new videos that fit this hoodoo. As I became increasingly corneous, I became increasingly frustrated. As hot as the girls that I would determine online were, none of them compared to my Katee. Nothing was close to the literal thing.

Just then, a persuasion hit me. What if I could film Katee in very life ? At this level in my obsession, even ordinary bicycle footage of Katee, my dream girl, beat up some cut-rate amateur doing even the most depraved acts.

I realized that I could perhaps get some more realistic footage of her myself to fuel my fantasies. It would be a gutsy move, but hey, as an old also-ran with no social lifetime to speak of, what did I have to mislay !

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A week later, I came nursing home to a piece of ground in my mailbox. I practically ran upstairs to my monotone and opened it up.

This was arrant. I had to pay a pretty price, but it was going to be worth it. I had opened the packet to find five high definition spy cameras. You guessed it, I was planning on planting these bad boys to get candid footage of my fille at school.

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

I popped my laptop out-of-doors to guarantee the camera were working. The quality was stunning. I zoomed in each of the television camera using my laptop computer to focus right in on Katee.

I gleefully waited for the class to take off. I practically started to salivate as I saw Katee walking in and make her seat. I explained to the class that I shifted tabular array around to increase productivity. They either bought it or just didn't charge, and they took their fundament.

I put on a pair of dense sunglass, explaining to the class that I have developed an eye problem. Again, they didn't tending. Of class, 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 pink spaghetti strap top, exposing her cute shoulders, neck opening and most of the upper half of her back. Unfortunately the forepart part didn't plunge too far down to show her segmentation. Her tits projected proudly forward as usual. Katee was a good girl, she didn't really dress slutty like a lot of the other girls at the shoal, much to my dislike.

After doing 15 minutes of obligatory didactic teaching, I asked Katee to manus out today's duty assignment and watched her sexy trunk walk up and down the room. I drooled watching her tits and ass bounce with each gradation she took. Each of the boys checked her up and down before taking the composition from her. She seemed too oblivious to mark.

stratum seemed to fly by as I was lost in reverie watching Katee unabashed throughout the hour. The kids ran home, and I did too almost as fast. I quickly undressed and logged on to my home computer to watch the footage I had snared.

The footage was flawless. I couldn't believe I was able to look at this teenaged goddess from all slant as much as I wanted. I felt like I was brawny for once in my liveliness. I cropped out clips that were especially risque. The best clip from today was when Katee handed her designation to me and set over at my desk, her top crept lower for just a couple minute, exposing a mild bit of her generous jailbait cleavage to the camera at the front rampart. I saved this, and eventually masturbated to my dream girl's youthful troll mamilla.

…

I continued to gather up clipping throughout the week. I was putting together quite the compilation of my aphrodisiac jailbait fixation.

My favourite was when she dropped a pencil, and then got on all Little Joe to bet for it and cull it up. Her mid length skirt rode up her, exposing some of her aphrodisiacal internal thigh. The front tv camera caught her delicious bosom spill forward, exposing more than of her cleavage as she was wearing a Patrick White blouse with one push button undone. I masturbated to this clip furiously.

While these clipping fed my perverse fantasy more than any erotica did, it also fueled my obsession. After seeing Sir Thomas More of Katee, from all angles, I was feeling more lewd than ever. I was feeling that I needed to take a risk 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 class, I called her to my desk at the end of the day.

"Yes Mr. James Wilson ?"she innocently beamed.

I looked her up and down. She was wearing a simple pink jersey that clung tightly to her bust and ended an inch or two below her waist. She wore blackamoor yoga pants, that modestly showed off her juicy ass.

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

bust immediately began to spring in the teen's big hazel eyes

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

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

"Now now Katee, no reason to get hysterical. It's only the beginning of the year, there is time to turn it around. But I'm afraid you're going to take serious help."

"Like a tutor ?"she sniffled"some of the boys in course of instruction offered to tutor me for free !"

I chuckled. Like any of those changeling would be capable to help her.

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

She looked up quizzically

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

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"Well I guess I could Katee, but I am a very busybodied man. And this would accept to be after school, an minute and a 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 explicate"That encampment is the only place I feel happy. It has all my old Quaker from my old school."She whimpered

I feigned consideration.

"Katee, I guess I could, but would your don be able-bodied to give $ 100 dollars an time of day for tutoring ? That is the going rate for professional help. After all, after school day 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 capable to make remnant meet."

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

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

I paused for seemingly forever. She looked at me.

I knew that I would never get this chance again. I went replete steam ahead.

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

"OK anything sir. Do you need me to wash off your car ? make clean your house ?"

I paused, pretending to muse those options.



"You know Katee, my prison term is quite valuable. I can employ mortal to wash my car and pick my household. You're going to have got to offer something unique."

"Anything sir, Anything !"

"wellspring, 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 waive the fee."I smiled, but on the inside I was dying. I was either going to fall back my job, or was going to have the time of my life.

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

"Ok honey, suit of clothes yourself."I said coldly putting the paper back in movement of her"as you can see, you are averaging 13 % on your assignments, a walk is 60 %. I wish you luck passing this grade Ms. Owens."

I saw her looking at at the papers, and almost break down and cry again. I sensed an opportunity.

"Or, aim my tutoring, with my term, 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.

"amercement"she whispered.

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

"smart girl."Go ahead then, and we can start.

She looked reluctant again.

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

She reluctantly stood in social movement 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 inch by inch I saw the soft physique of her teen tummy exposed.

The shirt almost got stuck on her bra, but with a tug she got it over, revealing her big rhythm tits encased in a lacy blue bra. Her knocker 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 hired man, and gestured for her to script 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 nice, now the pants."

She looked at me, begging me with her center to give up her. I was unforgiving. I watched as she peeled her yoga gasp off her ass and legs and stepped out. She was had on ratty garden pink scanty. I salivated at her vernal thigh and leg, now fully exposed.

"Very upright Katee,"I took the pants from her. I put her wearing apparel in a turgid draftsman at behind my desk and locked it.

She was completely humiliated and was sniffling as tears were rolling down her buttock. 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 panty were modest, and covered the majority of her brass, but still I could see the bare flesh of lots of her luscious cheeks. Her brass bounced as she continued to spin and face me again.

"Good miss, this is going to be a heavy partnership Katee."I sneered"Now lets get to cultivate"

I spent the remaining hour teaching her staple maths, going through piece of work sheets with her starting with elementary tier math.

Of course of study most of the meter I would be leering at her panty raiment jailbait torso as she worked through the problem. I watched as her tits bounced each metre she used her eraser to rub out a misunderstanding. When she was into a job, I felt like she almost forgot the predicament she was in, and almost started to feel rule.

Every 10 minutes or so I would have her stretch in assorted positions. 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 backrest.

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

After she left, I immediately went home and masturbated furiously to the cartridge holder I had of her in her underclothes from all angle, seeing her near naked teen body contorting in several room. After masturbating the tertiary time that night, I still wasn't satisfied. I couldn't get the thought of this teen minx out of my head. While I was ecstatic that my plan 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 next day, I couldn't keep my eye off of Katee. She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and, and blue jeans. However, I knew now more intimately what lied underneath. I was mentally undressing the adolescent in my mind, imagining what color panties she had on, and how her Pres Young titty 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 veil of my tinted glasses.

I smirked as seemingly every few minutes, one of the son in the elbow room would sneak peep at her. I knew that given the fortune, every one of these Neanderthals would pluck Katee's clothes off of her and fuck her like an creature. It gave me expiation 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 scholar left the elbow room leaving only Katee behind. She slowly made her way to my desk.

"Ahh Katee, lovely sweater, time to aim it off for your following lesson."

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

I licked my lips, and then motioned to her blue jean. I salivated as she stepped out of her jeans swiftly, revealing her round ass to me raiment in some cheap black panties.

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

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

"Well Katee, I'm afraid my price has gone up. I'm going to necessitate the bra and panty as well today."I sneered.

She looked at me and met my heart for the first clip 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 nous dear."

She paused, before looking up at me fiercely.

"You know what Mr. Angus Frank Johnstone Wilson, I don't need this. I don't tending if I fail.. I would rather not go to encamp 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 dog, 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 recording on the monitor. It was compilation I edited of late live Night of her underwear cloak organic structure in various compromising place. Multiple clip of her utter pap and cleavage set over, and her round ass with her panties being sunken up into her ass crease were playing in front of her. Her centre widened in fear.

I let the 10 hour video playing period as I spoke.

"One click love, and this video is hitting the inbox of every student here, uploaded to every porn internet site online, and of grade being sent to your poor old dad."

I watched as tears started to stream down her facial expression. The misfortunate girl was petrified, understandably so. I watched as her dumb lilliputian teenage mind tried to come up with fashion out of this.

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

I had rehearsed for this. I smiled"You're rectify dear, I would. But hey, I've lived a good liveliness. I'm just a lonesome old man. I don't care if I go to clink, I have nothing to miss.

But YOU on the other mitt, my honey you have your whole life in social movement of you. Do you really want to be known as a whore who stripped to her panties just to return a Math class ? You'd be ruined missy"

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

"Just let me give 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 pass the division and go to summer camp. And by side by side twelvemonth, 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 position, but I also knew that she really had no way out. Of course she could bid me on my four flush, but the truth was I really didn't care what happened to my living. At this compass point, the swag was worth whatever risk. I was so salacious for her, I really didn't forethought about the rest of my life. I had to have her.

She replied softly

"Fine, but just for the eternal rest of the school yr"

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

"Smart girl. Now get to it."

I watched as she slowly reached for her bra hooks. With peachy trepidation, she finally unhooked her bra. I could see the tone ending of tensity on her tits the here and now she unhooked it. She looked at me ossify, holding her bra in front line of her knocker.

"Drop it."

With a sigh, she did so.

I almost came at the sight of her perfect teen tits. They were big, and must make been D cups, but looked even bigger as they contrasted with her slenderize chassis. The flesh underneath her bra was pale compared to her the rest of her sun kissed tegument. She had pink pap. I was astounded how perfectly her big mamilla rested on her chest of drawers.

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

She slowly did. I marvelled at her tits, now just a groundwork away from me. Instinctively I put my hand around her tiny waistline. She pulled back, but I forced her in towards me with ease. I imagined that I probably had close to 150 lbs on her.

I wrapped my will mitt around her waist, and with my free paw I stroked up her potbelly and started groping her odd tit.

"No please. What about tutoring ! !"She pleaded as snag rolled down her cheeks.

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

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

I loved the youthful feel. It had been decades since I had big pap in my hands, and never as nice as this. At this item, 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 closer and engulfed her tit into my sass. I sucked her jailbait teenage tit like a starving baby hungry for milk. It felt surreal, I couldn't believe I was doing getting to do this with my dream young woman.

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

I brutishly tore the teen's panties off. The tinny fabric ripped easily, exposing her naked ass to me. I continued to fumble her ass, now inching towards her anus. I smacked her ass every sentence she resisted, causing her to squeal and momentarily commit in. All the piece, I continued to banquet on her delicious tits, leaving my slobber all over her neck and tits. I had truly transformed into a mindless animal, focused on one affair only.

My paw were both now on her bare ass nerve, splitting them apart, squeezing them with all my military strength. I instinctively made my way to her teenage pussy with my in good order manus. Without a second intellection, I inserted my fingerbreadth into her pussy. She moaned in pain. I couldn't believe how tight she was. Just two of my fingers were struggling to incite in and out of her pussy.

With my other hand I made my way to her pissed ass jam and started circling it. I gently inserted my indicant finger's breadth. She scream out loud and instinctively tightened her ass hole sphincter on my finger. It felt like I was in a frailty grip, but I managed to proceed advancing my finger. She gasped in pain with each column inch.

My other hired hand was fingering her kitty-cat mercilessly, gently causing her dry cunt to set out to lubricate itself.

Here I was with her properly tit in my backtalk, biting her nipple, fingering her pussy and having my index number finger knuckle bass in her tight bunghole. I knew it was only a thing of time til my dick was about to explode.

She momentarily gave a suspiration of relief as I let all of her orifices go. This was shortstop lived as I picked her up and forcefully put her facial expression down over my instructor's desk.

"Stick 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 leg wide, and stuck her ass up off of the wooden table. Her back bowed, as her mammilla we're smushed against the moth-eaten board. I told her to look up and keep her face pointing towards the back wall at all fourth dimension.

I wanted the camera on the back bulwark to get a in force view of her sugared clean-handed face during this.

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

I gave her several knifelike spanks"placidity whore."I sneered.

I split her ass cheeks apart and forced my thickset 8 column inch shaft into her teen pussy. I felt a pop, as she screamed in pain. My generous belly rested on her ass as I started to further transfix her.

Luckily the annexe we were in was far away from the school, so I was hopeful that no soundbox would take heed this. I slowly forced my cock in all the way, she moaned in torture as inch by inch it went in to the hub.

I grabbed a fistful of her thick silklike embrown hair and yanked her forefront back as I started to thrust in and out of her tight pussy. She was in agony, I was in Heaven. Her tight pussy was like a warm vacuum on my peter. I felt like I was impaling her.

I yanked her foreland back with each thrust with a clutch of her hair. With the other hand I reached underneath her to take hold of a fistful of tit physique. I couldn't help but Yank and squeeze harder as I came closer to orgasm.

As much as I wanted it to net forever, I knew it was going to end soon. With a final push, I came cryptic inside her snatch. I could palpate the warm cum flooding out of my peter. I stayed in her for hour afterwards. I could get word her sobbing, which I imagine was partly in relief.

Finally, as I felt my cock scratch line to recoil, I took myself out of her. Cum, a subtle streak of blood dribbled down her thigh. I smiled in capital satisfaction, as I confirmed that I took this sexy teen's virginity.

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

I took her clothes out of my locked cabinet, walked to the figurehead of the desk and threw them on the basis.

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

She looked up at me, teardrop in her centre and rolling down her cheeks. She was in skepticism. I knew what she was thinking. What more could I possibly expect ?

She slowly put her dress back on in silence. I could evidence she had run out of crying for today. She simply looked down.

I reached into my locker again, and gave her a diminished shopping bag. She took the contents out of the bag, with a teasing look on her face.

One by one, she pulled out a skimpy backless ‘ around the neck opening'pink halter top, a pair of cheeseparing jeans that were a sizing too small for her, a white lace thong and a matching strapless clean push up bra from Victoria's secret.

"On top of being my personal sex toy every day after category, you're going to be my play matter during the day too."I sneered"You have direful gustatory perception in wearing apparel dear, so I'm going to be dressing you like the short slut that you are."I sneered

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

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

The End