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DISCLAIMER # 2 : Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, Negroid mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interest in these base, please do not read. Of path, in real sprightliness much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of illusion, and should not be taken seriously.

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Chapter 1 :

My life sentence was almost like a clowning at this detail. I'm a single, 63 year old high school Math instructor at the spoiled shoal in the district. My best days were clearly behind me. Unlike most teacher's with as much higher status as me who would have their woof of what family they would care to instruct, I didn't have such privilege. The asshole of a principal, made me teach junior curative mathematics, which was filled with the 10 dumbest nestling in the school. These kids really were hopeless.

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

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

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

I looked up at Katee Owens, who was at this level, the one highlighting in my life. She was the lone female child in the little remedial class, and really looked like she didn't belong. She was the only when one in the category that actually cared about her Education, and had a genuine desire for learning. She was hard working, and always turned her assignments in on clip.

But no, this wasn't what I meant when I said that she was the one highlight in my sprightliness. What I meant was that she was cliff dead gorgeous. She was a petite brunette with light skin with some freckles on her impudence, big hazel eyes, and striking facial nerve feature article.

I met her center as I took the papers from her"Oh that's great Katee."My center quickly dropped down to her bust. Even in a full sleeve sweater, her titty seemed to pop out impressively for a young lady with such a petite frame otherwise.

"Thanks !"She beamed, before turning around and prancing to her desk. I took a moment to take account her round ass joggle up and down through her jeans as she walked back to her desk. I looked around and saw a few of the other boys checking her out as well.

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

I looked down at the paper and chuckled. Despite trying hard, the poor girlfriend just had no hint. I figured she must take a erudition disability or something. I could differentiate by low coup d'oeil that even the dewy-eyed job on the first varlet were horrendously incorrect.

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I parked my beater of a car in the old flat building that I lived in. I made my way up to my studio apartment flat. I got unattired and went straight to the computing machine. Despite the living I'm painting to you, I'm actually not that hapless, from a financial standpoint, atleast. I lived below my means, allowing me to invest diligently in the stock market, which has allowed me to build up up quite the nest egg. Having no kid, family and few friends, I didn't really consume much to spend it on either.

I did get hold an interest in technology as I lived through the dot-com era, and as a effect have become rather savvy for a man my age. I spend most significantly on my home reckoner, and link accessary.

Being as technical school discernment as I was, and as desperately lonely as well, I inevitably grew an increased chemical attraction to online pornography. Through my years, the wayward fantasy 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.

The illusion of latterly for me, of course revolved around the sexy jailbait adolescent in my division. I would range the web for as long as it took to find a girl that looked like Katee, doing depraved acts. I would affect that it was my niggling bookman that I was watching.

Today I was having a unvoiced time finding some new video that fit this voodoo. As I became increasingly horny, I became increasingly frustrated. As hot as the female child that I would detect online were, none of them compared to my Katee. Nothing was close to the real matter.

Just then, a thought hit me. What if I could film Katee in real life ? At this pointedness in my obsession, even ordinary footage of Katee, my dream little girl, flap 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 phantasy. It would be a gutsy move, but hey, as an old loser with no social life to utter of, what did I have to miss !

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A week later, I came home to a parcel in my letter box. I practically ran upstairs to my flat and opened it up.

This was perfect. I had to pay a pretty price, but it was going to be Worth it. I had opened the software to observe five high definition spy photographic camera. You guessed it, I was planning on planting these bad son to get candid footage of my girl at school.

I got to work 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 early kids would get in the way of the tv camera. I placed a television camera on all four walls and focused them in on Katee's desk. I then stacked a match desks on top of each other and climbed on top and placed the terminal camera on the ceiling in Bob Hope of getting a direct shot down Katee's cleavage.

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

I gleefully waited for the family to start. I practically started to salivate as I saw Katee walk in and take her seat. I explained to the class that I shifted table around to increase productiveness. They either bought it or just didn't attention, and they took their seats.

I put on a pair of dense sunglass, explaining to the category that I have developed an eye problem. Again, they didn't fear. 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 strap top, exposing her cute berm, neck and most of the amphetamine one-half of her back. Unfortunately the front part didn't plunge too far down to show her cleavage. Her titty projected proudly forward as common. Katee was a salutary fille, she didn't really dress slutty like a lot of the other girls at the school, much to my disfavour.

After doing 15 minutes of obligatory didactic teaching, I asked Katee to deal out today's naming and watched her aphrodisiac torso walk up and down the room. I drooled watching her titmouse and ass bounce with each step she took. Each of the boys checked her up and down before taking the report from her. She seemed too oblivious to notice.

Class seemed to fly by as I was lost in castle in the air 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 keep an eye on the footage I had snared.

The footage was flawless. I couldn't believe I was able to look at this teen goddess from all angles as a great deal as I wanted. I felt like I was muscular for once in my lifespan. I cropped out clips that were especially racy. The easily clip from today was when Katee handed her assignment to me and set over at my desk, her top crept lower for just a copulate endorsement, exposing a small-scale bit of her generous jailbait cleavage to the camera at the front wall. I saved this, and eventually masturbated to my ambition girl's youthful round mamilla.

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I continued to accumulate magazine throughout the hebdomad. I was putting together quite the compilation of my aphrodisiacal jailbait obsession.

My front-runner was when she dropped a pencil, and then got on all Little Joe to look for it and pick it up. Her mid length skirt rode up her, exposing some of her sexy inner thigh. The front tv camera caught her delicious tits spill forward, exposing Thomas More of her segmentation as she was wearing a white blouse with one button undone. I masturbated to this time furiously.

While these clips fed my perverse fantasy more than any porno did, it also fueled my obsession. After seeing Thomas More of Katee, from all angle, I was feeling more lustful than ever. I was feeling that I needed to take a risk to get Sir Thomas 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. Wilson ?"she innocently beamed.

I looked her up and down. She was wearing a simple pink jersey that clung tightly to her bout and ended an inch or two below her waist. She wore sinister yoga knickers, 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 year very badly thus far."

tears immediately began to form in the teen's big hazel optic

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

A share of me felt bad for her. But a part of me was happy as I knew I had her right hand where I wanted her.

"Now now Katee, no reason to get hysterical. It's only the commencement of the twelvemonth, there is time to sprain it around. But I'm afraid you're going to call for serious help."

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

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

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

She looked up quizzically

"Mr. Edward Osborne Wilson, would you be able to facilitate me ?"

Jack pot.

"well I guess I could Katee, but I am a very meddlesome man. And this would bear 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 course of study. If I fail then my dad won't let me go to tent with my protagonist !"she went on to explain"That cantonment is the only place 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 begetter be able to afford $ 100 dollars an minute for tutoring ? That is the going rate for professional person help. After all, after schoolhouse end each day, I'm no longer your teacher, I am a pro tutor."

Katee looked deflated"No sir, he is working two jobs and is barely able to establish 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. Sir Angus Wilson, isn't there something we can work out ! ?"

I paused for seemingly forever. She looked at me.

I knew that I would never give birth 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 need me to lave your car ? Clean your house ?"

I paused, pretending to meditate those options.



"You know Katee, my time is quite valuable. I can hire individual to rinse my car and clean my house. You're going to suffer to bid something unique."

"Anything sir, Anything !"

"Well, if you say so."I paused"Katee, I will tutor you an 60 minutes and a half each day, on one condition."

"Yes ? ?"she yelped

"Katee, if you strip to your underclothing for this tutoring session, I will throw overboard the fee."I smiled, but on the interior I was dying. I was either going to turn a loss my job, or was going to have the time of my animation.

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

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

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

"Or, submit my tutoring, with my weather, and I will guarantee you pass."

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

"Think about it, would you rather go to summertime schooling, or summer clique"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 scratch twice.

"smarting girl."Go ahead then, and we can bulge out.

She looked reluctant again.

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

She reluctantly stood in front man 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 column inch by inch I saw the soft flesh of her teen tum exposed.

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

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

"Very courteous, now the pants."

She looked at me, begging me with her eyes to save her. I was unforgiving. I watched as she peeled her yoga pants off her ass and leg and stepped out. She was had on shabby pink panties. I salivated at her youthful thighs and legs, now fully exposed.

"Very salutary Katee,"I took the pants from her. I put her wearing apparel in a turgid drawer 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 twirl so I could appear at her.

I salivated as she presented her panty-clad teenage ass to me. It was flawless. The panties were small, and covered the bulk of her boldness, but still I could see the bare flesh of very much of her voluptuous cheeks. Her cheeks bounced as she continued to spin and face me again.

"Good girl, this is going to be a groovy partnership Katee."I sneered"Now lets get to ferment"

I spent the remaining hour teaching her basic maths, going through work bed sheet with her starting with simple level mathematics.

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

Every 10 proceedings or so I would sustain her stretch in various positions. I told her it was skilful for her head 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 backbone.

Finally the clip came to an end. I told Katee she did corking, 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 way.

After she left, I immediately went domicile and masturbated furiously to the snip I had of her in her underwear from all slant, seeing her go up bare teen soundbox contorting in versatile ways. After masturbating the third metre that night, I still wasn't satisfied. I couldn't get the thought process of this teenager minx out of my forefront. While I was ecstatic that my programme had worked and got to see her panty clad dead body, It was like the more I saw of her, the to a greater extent I needed her, by any mean necessary.

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The next day, I couldn't keep back my eyes off of Katee. She was wearing a bleak turtle sweater, and, and low-spirited denim. However, I knew now more intimately what lied underneath. I was mentally undressing the teen in my intellect, imagining what color panties she had on, and how her Cy Young knocker 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 embryonic membrane of my touch glasses.

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

The course of study 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 sweater, metre 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 flesh revealed inch by inch as she peeled her sweater off of her. Today she had on a melanize polyester bra that was tearing at the aright shoulder strap. That tit almost seemed to hang half an column inch lower than the left hand.

I licked my rim, and then motioned to her jeans. I salivated as she stepped out of her dungaree swiftly, revealing her round ass to me habilitate 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 need the bra and panties as well today."I sneered.

She looked at me and met my centre for the first clock 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 mind dear."

She paused, before looking up at me fiercely.

"You know what Mr. Sir Angus Wilson, I don't motive this. I don't attention if I fail.. I would rather not go to camp 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 answer.

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

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

I watched as she saw the TV on the monitor. It was digest I edited belated shoemaker's last nighttime of her underwear clothed trunk in various compromising positions. Multiple Clips of her pure tits and segmentation bent over, and her round ass with her panties being sunken up into her ass furrow were playing in front of her. Her eyes widened in veneration.

I let the 10 minute video play as I spoke.

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

I watched as snag started to pelt down her face. The pathetic daughter was petrified, understandably so. I watched as her dumb petty teenage idea tried to come up with ways out of this.

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

I had rehearsed for this. I smiled"You're rightfulness dear, I would. But hey, I've lived a near living. I'm just a lonely old man. I don't concern if I go to jail, I have nothing to lose.

But YOU on the other handwriting, my dear you have your whole life in battlefront of you. Do you really want to be known as a whore who stripped to her pantie just to pass a math family ? You'd be ruined fille"

I paused before continuing. I knew my Word of God cut her deeply.

"Just let me have got what I want, do as I say, and all of this will ride out between us. I get to see you naked, you get to pass the class and go to summertime camp. And by next year, both of us leave 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 posture, but I also knew that she really had no way out. Of course she could ring me on my bluff, but the true statement was I really didn't fear what happened to my life-time. At this decimal point, the award was worth whatever risk of infection. I was so salacious for her, I really didn't tending about the relief of my life history. I had to have her.

She replied softly

"Fine, but just for the residuum of the school year"

I wanted to bound 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 bang-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 petrified, holding her bra in front of her tit.

"driblet it."

With a sigh, she did so.

I almost came at the lot of her perfect tense teen tits. They were big, and must make been D cup, but looked even bigger as they contrasted with her slim frame. The frame underneath her bra was sick compared to her the quietus of her sun kissed peel. She had pinko mammilla. I was astounded how perfectly her big tits 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 mitt around her tiny waist. She pulled back, but I forced her in towards me with relief. I imagined that I probably had penny-pinching to 150 lbs on her.

I wrapped my result mitt around her waist, and with my free helping hand I stroked up her stomach and started groping her leftover tit.

"No please. What about tutoring ! !"She pleaded as tears 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 memorise how to be a perfect little slut."I sneered as I played with her nipple, and squeezed her tits relentlessly.

I loved the young look. It had been decades since I had big nipple in my hands, and never as nice as this. At this pointedness, I knew I was being driven into fury. 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 infant hungry for Milk. It felt surreal, I couldn't believe I was doing getting to do this with my dream little girl.

With my early handwriting I instinctively started groping her pleasant-tasting ass. It was doughy in my hand, but also lively. I couldn't help but give it a few sharp nip whenever Katee tried to pluck away from me.

I brutishly tore the teen's step-in off. The cheap 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 break in. All the while, I continued to banquet on her delicious tits, leaving my drool all over her neck and titty. I had truly transformed into a fatuous animal, focused on one thing only.

My hired hand were both now on her bare ass buttock, splitting them apart, squeezing them with all my strength. I instinctively made my way to her teen pussy with my right script. Without a bit opinion, I inserted my digit into her pussy. She moaned in pain. I couldn't believe how tight she was. Just two of my fingers were struggling to move in and out of her pussy.

With my other hand I made my way to her tight ass hole and started circling it. I gently inserted my index finger. She scream out loud and instinctively tightened her ass hollow sphincter on my finger. It felt like I was in a vice grip, but I managed to celebrate advancing my finger. She gasped in pain with each column inch.

My other hand was fingering her pussy mercilessly, gently causing her dry pussy to start to lubricate itself.

Here I was with her correctly tit in my mouth, biting her nipple, fingering her pussy and having my index finger knuckle deep in her tight asshole. I knew it was only a thing of time til my dick was about to explode.

She momentarily gave a suspiration of substitute as I let all of her orifices go. This was brusk lived as I picked her up and forcefully put her face 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 alternative.

She spread her leg astray, and stuck her ass up off of the wooden table. Her back arciform, as her tits we're smushed against the cold table. I told her to look up and hold on her brass pointing towards the back wall at all times.

I wanted the camera on the back wall to get a good view of her sweet devoid boldness 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 thick 8 inch cock into her teen pussy. I felt a pop, as she screamed in pain in the ass. My generous belly rested on her ass as I started to further impale her.

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

I grabbed a handful of her thick slick brown hair and yanked her headspring back as I started to thrust in and out of her blind drunk pussy. She was in agony, I was in nirvana. Her tight pussy was like a warm vacuum on my cock. I felt like I was impaling her.

I yanked her promontory back with each thrust with a traction of her hair. With the former hand I reached underneath her to grab a fistful of tit pulp. I couldn't assist but Northerner and squeeze harder as I came closer to orgasm.

As much as I wanted it to finis forever, I knew it was going to end soon. With a final examination thrust, I came deep inside her pussy. I could finger the warm cum flooding out of my shaft. I stayed in her for minutes afterwards. I could hear her sob, which I imagine was partly in relief.

Finally, as I felt my sashay outset to shrink, I took myself out of her. Cum, a subtle streak of blood dribbled down her second joint. I smiled in great gratification, as I confirmed that I took this sexy teen's virginity.

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

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

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

She looked up at me, crying in her eyes and rolling down her brass. She was in skepticism. I knew what she was thinking. What more could I possibly await ?

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

I reached into my locker again, and gave her a diminished shopping bag. She took the contentedness out of the bag, with a questioning look on her expression.

One by one, she pulled out a skimpy backless ‘ around the neck opening'pink hackamore top, a duad of tight-fitting jean that were a size too small for her, a Edward Douglas White Jr. lacing lash and a equalise strapless Stanford White push up bra from Victoria's arcanum.

"On top of being my personal sex toy every day after class, you're going to be my play matter during the day too."I sneered"You have dreadful preference in dress dear, so I'm going to be dressing you like the small fornicatress 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 dress. I'll find ways for you to pay me back after class tomorrow."

The End