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DISCLAIMER # 2 : Themes of this story go around largely around mortification, dim mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these musical theme, please do not read. Of course, in real spirit much of what is portrayed in this story is ugly, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a news report of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

disclaimer # 3 : While motif of the story certainly can be glum, I do try to go on matter light with a certain `` comic book '' way. Again keep in mind that this is a study of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

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Chapter 1 :

My life story was almost like a clowning at this peak. I'm a one, 63 year old high school math teacher at the worst school in the district. My best mean solar day were clearly behind me. Unlike about teacher's with as much senior status as me who would have their weft of what class they would like to teach, I didn't have such privilege. The motherfucker of a corpus, made me teach Junior remedial math, which was filled with the 10 dumbest kids in the schoolhouse. These kids really were hopeless.

I couldn't much blame the principal though. I knew how him, as well as the respite of my ‘ co-worker'viewed me. They knew I was a socially awkward pushover who would accept whatever demeaning job they gave him.

I was on the verge of falling asleep, when I heard a stack of papers hit my desk.

"I'm all done my appointment Mr. Wilson !"a cheery representative squeaked

I looked up at Katee Sir Richard Owen, who was at this point, the one highlighting in my life. She was the lone girl in the small remedial stratum, and really looked like she didn't belong. She was the solitary one in the stratum that actually cared about her Education Department, and had a echt desire for learning. She was hard working, and always turned her assignments in on time.

But no, this wasn't what I meant when I said that she was the one highlighting in my lifespan. What I meant was that she was drop short gorgeous. She was a tiny brunette with light skin with some freckles on her impudence, big hazel eyes, and striking facial features.

I met her optic as I took the document from her"Oh that's majuscule Katee."My eyes quickly dropped down to her bust. Even in a full arm jumper, her teat seemed to pop out impressively for a girl with such a petite frame of reference otherwise.

"Thanks !"She beamed, before turning around and prancing to her desk. I took a moment to apprize her round of golf ass jiggle up and down through her denim as she walked back to her desk. I looked around and saw a few of the other boy checking her out as well.

"Those bastards"I thought to myself, at least they could try to pick 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 misfortunate girlfriend just had no hint. I figured she must have a learning disability or something. I could tell by first glance that even the simplest problems on the first page were horrendously incorrect.

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I parked my beater of a car in the old apartment building that I lived in. I made my way up to my studio categoric. I got unclothe and went straight to the computer. Despite the life I'm painting to you, I'm actually not that pitiable, from a financial standpoint, atleast. I lived below my substance, allowing me to invest diligently in the descent market, which has allowed me to build up quite the nuzzle egg. Having no children, family and few friends, I didn't really have much to spend it on either.

I did witness an pastime in engineering as I lived through the dot com era, and as a result have become quite savvy for a man my age. I spend most significantly on my base computer, and related supplement.

Being as tech understanding as I was, and as desperately lonely as well, I inevitably grew an increased affinity to online erotica. Through my years, the perverse fantasies 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 life sentence.

The fantasy of late for me, of track revolved around the aphrodisiac jailbait teenager in my class. I would range the web for as long as it took to find a girl that looked like Katee, doing debase acts. I would pretend that it was my little student that I was watching.

Today I was having a intemperately clip finding some new video that fit this voodoo. As I became increasingly horny, I became increasingly frustrated. As hot as the lady friend that I would feel online were, none of them compared to my Katee. cypher was close to the real thing.

Just then, a thought hit me. What if I could picture show Katee in real life ? At this point in my obsession, even ordinary footage of Katee, my ambition girl, beat some cut-price amateur doing even the most depraved acts.

I realized that I could perhaps get some more realistic footage of her myself to fuel my illusion. It would be a gutsy move, but hey, as an old loser with no sociable sprightliness to speak of, what did I have to lose !

…

A calendar week later, I came home to a parcel of land in my mailbox. I practically ran upstairs to my categoric and opened it up.

This was perfect. I had to pay a pretty terms, but it was going to be worth it. I had opened the packet to determine five high definition spy tv camera. You guessed it, I was planning on planting these bad boys to get candid footage of my young lady at school.

I got to run the next day 2 hours early. I moved the desks around so that Katee's was nominal head and pith. I spaced the desks far apart, so that no other kids would get in the way of the photographic camera. I placed a tv camera on all four bulwark and focused them in on Katee's desk. I then stacked a span desks on top of each former and climbed on top and placed the final television camera on the ceiling in hopes of getting a steer shooter down Katee's cleavage.

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

I gleefully waited for the division to set about. I practically started to drool as I saw Katee base on balls in and take her seat. I explained to the stratum that I shifted tables around to increase productivity. They either bought it or just didn't care, and they took their seats.

I put on a twain of dense dark glasses, explaining to the class that I have developed an eye trouble. Again, they didn't maintenance. 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 pinko spaghetti shoulder strap top, exposing her cute articulatio humeri, neck and almost of the upper one-half of her back. Unfortunately the nominal head part didn't plunge too far down to show her cleavage. Her tits projected proudly forward as usual. Katee was a commodity girl, she didn't really dress slutty like a lot of the other girls at the school, much to my dislike.

After doing 15 minutes of obligatory didactic pedagogy, I asked Katee to helping hand out today's assignment and watched her aphrodisiac body walk up and down the room. I drooled watching her breast and ass bounce with each pace she took. Each of the boys checked her up and down before taking the paper from her. She seemed too oblivious to notice.

course of study seemed to fly by as I was lost in reverie watching Katee unabashed throughout the hour. The kids ran domicile, and I did too almost as fasting. I quickly undressed and logged on to my home computing machine to watch the footage I had snared.

The footage was flawless. I couldn't believe I was able to look at this stripling goddess from all slant as very much as I wanted. I felt like I was powerful for once in my life. I cropped out magazine that were especially blue. The outdo time from today was when Katee handed her naming to me and bent over at my desk, her top crept lower for just a span endorsement, exposing a small bit of her generous jailbait segmentation to the camera at the front wall. I saved this, and eventually masturbated to my dream young lady's youthful round tits.

…

I continued to collect clip throughout the workweek. I was putting together quite the compilation of my aphrodisiac jailbait compulsion.

My darling was when she dropped a pencil, and then got on all quartet to look for it and pick it up. Her mid distance skirt rode up her, exposing some of her sexy inner thigh. The front camera caught her Delicious tit spill forward, exposing more of her cleavage as she was wearing a white blouse with one button undone. I masturbated to this magazine furiously.

While these cartridge clip fed my perverse fantasy more than any smut did, it also fueled my obsession. After seeing more of Katee, from all Angle, I was feeling more than lascivious than ever. I was feeling that I needed to necessitate a risk of infection to get more of what I wanted. I knew I had to take this to the next 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. Sir Angus Wilson ?"she innocently beamed.

I looked her up and down. She was wearing a uncomplicated rap T-shirt that clung tightly to her fizzle and ended an inch or two below her waistline. She wore blacken yoga pants, that modestly showed off her juicy ass.

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

Tears immediately began to organize in the teenager's big hazel eyes

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

A part of me felt bad for her. But a role of me was happy 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 fourth dimension to change state it around. But I'm afraid you're going to need unplayful 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 idiots would be able to serve her.

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

She looked up quizzically

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

Jack pot.

"Well I guess I could Katee, but I am a very busy man. And this would have to be after school, an hour 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 bomb this course. If I fail then my dad won't let me go to camp with my friends !"she went on to excuse"That camp is the only spot I feel happy. It has all my old booster from my old school."She whimpered

I feigned consideration.

"Katee, I guess I could, but would your father be able to open $ 100 dollars an 60 minutes for tutoring ? That is the going rate for professional help. After all, after school end each day, I'm no longer your instructor, I am a pro tutor."

Katee looked deflated"No sir, he is working two line of work and is barely able to nominate ends meet."

"Oh well, I'm sorry to take heed. 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. President Wilson, isn't there something we can mold out ! ?"

I paused for seemingly forever. She looked at me.

I knew that I would never have this opportunity again. I went fully steam ahead.

"well Katee, if you really want to accomplish 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 menage ?"

I paused, pretending to contemplate those options.



"You know Katee, my time is quite valuable. I can engage someone to wash out my car and unclouded my house. You're going to have to extend 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 lose my job, or was going to have the clock time of my life.

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

"Ok dear, wooing yourself."I said coldly putting the papers back in front of her"as you can see, you are averaging 13 % on your grant, a mountain pass is 60 %. I wish you luck passing this class Ms. Owens."

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

"Or, take my tutoring, with my conditions, and I will ensure 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.

"Fine"she whispered.

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

"Smart girl."Go ahead then, and we can pop out.

She looked loath again.

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

She reluctantly stood in presence 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 delicate anatomy of her stripling tummy exposed.

The shirt almost got puzzle on her bra, but with a tug she got it over, revealing her big round nipple encased in a lacy blue bra. Her teat looked magnificent, even in a gimcrack bra, they looked like a masterpiece. They jiggled up and down with each movement. She took the shirt off completely.

I stuck out my hand, and gestured for her to deal me her shirt. She whimpered as she gave me her shirt, she knew she was stuck now. I looked at her angelical face, she was blushing, and looked terrified.

"Very nice, now the pants."

She looked at me, begging me with her eyes to part with her. I was unforgiving. I watched as she peeled her yoga trouser off her ass and ramification and stepped out. She was had on ratty garden pink panties. I salivated at her youthful second joint and legs, now fully exposed.

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

She was completely humiliated and was sniffling as teardrop 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 lowly, and covered the absolute majority of her impertinence, but still I could see the bare chassis of much of her luscious cheeks. Her cheeks bounced as she continued to birl and front me again.

"trade good girl, this is going to be a bang-up partnership Katee."I sneered"Now lets get to work"

I spent the remaining hour teaching her basic mathematics, going through employment rag with her starting with elementary tier math.

Of course of study most of the time I would be leering at her panty clad jailbait body as she worked through the problems. I watched as her knocker bounced each clock time she used her eraser to rub out a mistake. When she was into a problem, I felt like she almost forgot the plight she was in, and almost started to palpate normal.

Every 10 transactions or so I would have her stretch in assorted positions. I told her it was well 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 arch her back.

Finally the metre came to an end. I told Katee she did large, and then gave her her apparel 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 home and masturbated furiously to the clips I had of her in her underwear from all angles, seeing her draw near naked adolescent body contorting in versatile direction. After masturbating the third time that Nox, I still wasn't satisfied. I couldn't get the view of this teenaged minx out of my head. While I was rapt that my programme had worked and got to see her pantie clad consistence, It was like the more I saw of her, the more I needed her, by any way necessary.

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The following day, I couldn't keep my eyes off of Katee. She was wearing a lightlessness turtle perspirer, and, and downcast blue jean. However, I knew now more intimately what lied underneath. I was mentally undressing the teen in my judgement, imagining what semblance panties she had on, and how her unseasoned tits looked in her bra today.

Katee, usually bright and chipper, was squirming around awkwardly in her chairperson today. She refrained looking at me. She knew that I was leering at her underneath my the veil of my tinted chalk.

I smirked as seemingly every few hour, one of the boys in the room would sneak peeks at her. I knew that given the chance, every one of these Neanderthal man would tear Katee's clothes off of her and make love her like an animal. It gave me gratification in knowing I had seen what lied underneath that sweater and denim, and they didn't.

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

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

She looked at me for a here and now, before somberly taking off her sweater. I groaned as I saw her flesh revealed column inch by inch as she peeled her jumper off of her. Today she had on a black polyester bra that was tearing at the right shoulder strap. That tit almost seemed to hang half an inch abject than the left.

I licked my back talk, and then motioned to her jeans. I salivated as she stepped out of her jeans swiftly, revealing her round ass to me clad in some cheap black panties.

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

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

"Well Katee, I'm afraid my price has gone up. I'm going to ask the bra and step-in as well today."I sneered.

She looked at me and met my eyes for the first 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 brain dear."

She paused, before looking up at me fiercely.

"You know what Mr. Harriet Wilson, I don't need this. I don't care if I fail.. I would rather not go to encamp then airstrip naked for a pervert like you !"she said with the most amount of strong belief I have ever seen from her.

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

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

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

I watched as she saw the video recording on the varan. It was digest I edited late last night of her underwear enclothe body in various compromising military position. Multiple clipping of her perfect boob and segmentation bent grass over, and her round ass with her panties being sunken up into her ass wrinkle were playing in front line of her. Her eyes widened in fear.

I let the 10 minute video play as I spoke.

"One clink honey, and this video is hitting the inbox of every student here, uploaded to every porn site online, and of line being sent to your poor old dad."

I watched as split started to stream down her face. The pitiable daughter was petrified, understandably so. I watched as her dumb little teenage head tried to come up with ways out of this.

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

I had rehearsed for this. I smiled"You're right dear, I would. But hey, I've lived a just sprightliness. I'm just a lonely old man. I don't charge if I go to jail, I have naught to mislay.

But YOU on the former helping hand, my dearest you have your wholly spirit in forepart of you. Do you really want to be known as a tart who stripped to her scanty just to elapse a maths course of instruction ? You'd be ruined girl"

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

"Just let me have what I want, do as I say, and all of this will last out between us. I get to see you naked, you get to fleet the class and go to summer ingroup. 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 position, but I also knew that she really had no way out. Of course she could squall me on my bluff, but the truth was I really didn't tending what happened to my life. At this point, the award was worth whatever risk. I was so lustful for her, I really didn't care about the respite of my lifetime. I had to birth her.

She replied softly

"Fine, but just for the rest of the schooling year"

I wanted to jump up in joy. But I kept my composure.

"Smart girl. Now get to it."

I watched as she slowly reached for her bra hooks. With slap-up trepidation, she finally unhooked her bra. I could see the release of stress on her tits the moment she unhooked it. She looked at me rigidify, holding her bra in battlefront of her tits.

"Drop it."

With a sigh, she did so.

I almost came at the sight of her perfective tense teenaged tits. They were big, and must have been D loving cup, but looked even adult as they contrasted with her reduce chassis. The flesh underneath her bra was pale compared to her the rest of her sun kissed skin. She had pink nipples. I was astounded how perfectly her big titmouse rested on her chest.

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

She slowly did. I marvelled at her knocker, now just a foot away from me. Instinctively I put my script around her midget waist. She pulled back, but I forced her in towards me with rest. I imagined that I probably had close-fitting to 150 lbs on her.

I wrapped my leave alone paw around her waist, and with my free hired hand I stroked up her tummy and started groping her left tit.

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

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

"Please, a girl with mamilla 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 tit, and squeezed her tits relentlessly.

I loved the youthful feel. It had been decades since I had big titmouse in my paw, and never as nice as this. At this power point, I knew I was being driven into frenzy. Her pleas seemed like they were coming from underwater I was locked in on her. I pulled her in closer and engulfed her tit into my mouth. I sucked her jailbait teenage tit like a starving infant hungry for Milk. It felt surrealistic, I couldn't believe I was doing getting to do this with my dream girl.

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

I brutishly tore the teen's panty off. The tatty material ripped easily, exposing her defenseless ass to me. I continued to fumble her ass, now inching towards her anus. I smacked her ass every time she resisted, causing her to confess and momentarily feed in. All the while, I continued to feast on her delicious tits, leaving my slobber all over her neck and nipple. I had truly transformed into a mindless animal, focused on one thing only.

My hands were both now on her bare ass brass, splitting them apart, squeezing them with all my strength. I instinctively made my way to her teen twat with my right hired hand. Without a mo thought, I inserted my finger into her pussy. She moaned in botheration. I couldn't believe how cockeyed she was. Just two of my finger were struggling to go in and out of her pussy.

With my other mitt I made my way to her pixilated ass hole and started circling it. I gently inserted my index fingerbreadth. She scream out loud and instinctively tightened her ass fix sphincter on my finger. It felt like I was in a frailty clasp, but I managed to keep advancing my finger. She gasped in pain with each inch.

My other hand was fingering her snatch mercilessly, gently causing her dry cunt to start to lube itself.

Here I was with her right tit in my lip, biting her teat, fingering her pussy and having my index finger knuckle deep in her sozzled asshole. I knew it was only a matter of time til my peter was about to explode.

She momentarily gave a suspiration of relief as I let all of her orifices go. This was short-circuit lived as I picked her up and forcefully put her look down over my teacher'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 stage wide, and stuck her ass up off of the wooden mesa. Her back arched, as her titty we're smushed against the cold table. I told her to search up and keep her face pointing towards the back rampart at all clock time.

I wanted the photographic camera on the back wall to get a good view of her angelical unacquainted face during this.

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

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

I split her ass cheeks apart and forced my boneheaded 8 inch stopcock into her teenager kitty. I felt a pop, as she screamed in pain. My generous belly rested on her ass as I started to further spike her.

Luckily the wing we were in was far away from the schooltime, so I was bright that no physical structure would get a line this. I slowly forced my cock in all the way, she moaned in agony as in by inch it went in to the hub.

I grabbed a fistful of her thickheaded slick brown hair and yanked her brain back as I started to shove in and out of her tight kitty-cat. She was in agony, I was in heaven. Her tight kitty-cat was like a warm vacuum on my turncock. I felt like I was impaling her.

I yanked her principal back with each drive with a traction of her hair. With the other paw I reached underneath her to grab a fistful of tit flesh. I couldn't assist but yank 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 deep inside her kitty-cat. I could feel the lovesome cum flooding out of my putz. I stayed in her for minutes afterwards. I could listen her sob, which I imagine was partly in relief.

Finally, as I felt my strut starting time to squinch, I took myself out of her. Cum, a subtle streak of ancestry dribbled down her thigh. I smiled in great satisfaction, as I confirmed that I took this sexy teen's virginity.

She lied there, almost motionless. I knew her head must cause been in a whirlwind. I didn't demonstrate her a good deal mercy.

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

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

She looked up at me, tears in her eye and rolling down her cheeks. She was in incredulity. I knew what she was thinking. What more could I possibly wait ?

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

I reached into my storage locker again, and gave her a small shopping bag. She took the content out of the bag, with a quizzical face on her face.

One by one, she pulled out a skimpy backless ‘ around the neck'pink hemp top, a brace of skinny blue jean that were a size too small for her, a white lacing G-string and a agree strapless white push up bra from capital of Seychelles's Secret.

"On top of being my personal sex toy every day after division, you're going to be my play affair during the day too."I sneered"You have frightful gustatory modality in clothes dear, so I'm going to be dressing you like the little slut that you are."I sneered

She continued to take care down in cushion at the clothes, trying to digest everything that was being thrown at her.

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

The End