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Chapter 1 :

My life story was almost like a drollery at this point. I'm a 1, 63 year old high schooltime Math teacher at the worst school in the dominion. My best mean solar day were clearly behind me. Unlike most teacher's with as a lot higher rank as me who would give their option of what stratum they would like to learn, I didn't have such privilege. The asshole of a head teacher, made me teach Jr remedial math, which was filled with the 10 dumbest kids in the school. These kids really were hopeless.

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

I was on the sceptre of falling asleep, when I heard a wad of newspaper publisher hit my desk.

"I'm all done my naming Mr. Mount Wilson !"a cheery part squeaked

I looked up at Katee Owen, who was at this point, the one highlight in my lifetime. She was the lone girl in the modest healing course, and really looked like she didn't belong. She was the only one in the course of instruction that actually cared about her instruction, and had a echt desire for learning. She was hard working, and always turned her assigning in on meter.

But no, this wasn't what I meant when I said that she was the one high spot in my animation. What I meant was that she was drop deadened gorgeous. She was a petite brunette with get off peel with some freckles on her cheeks, big Pomaderris apetala eyes, and striking facial features.

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

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

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

I looked down at the report and chuckled. Despite trying hard, the hapless missy just had no clew. I figured she must make a learning disability or something. I could secern by first glance that even the simplest trouble on the first gear 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 matte. I got undressed and went straight to the reckoner. Despite the life I'm painting to you, I'm actually not that poor, from a financial standpoint, atleast. I lived below my substance, allowing me to invest diligently in the pedigree securities industry, which has allowed me to build up quite the nest egg. Having no children, syndicate and few friends, I didn't really have much to spend it on either.

I did find an interest group in applied science as I lived through the dot-com era, and as a event have become quite an savvy for a man my age. I spend most significantly on my home base computer, and related accessories.

Being as tech savvy as I was, and as desperately lonely as well, I inevitably grew an increased phylogenetic relation to online porn. Through my years, the reprobate 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.

The fantasy of former for me, of track revolved around the aphrodisiac jailbait stripling in my class. I would browse the web for as long as it took to find a miss that looked like Katee, doing pervert deed. I would pretend that it was my small student that I was watching.

Today I was having a firmly time finding some new video recording 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 thought hit me. What if I could film Katee in existent lifetime ? At this point in my obsession, even ordinary bicycle footage of Katee, my dream girl, shell 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 plucky move, but hey, as an old loser with no social life to speak of, what did I have to misplace !

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

This was perfective. I had to pay a somewhat terms, but it was going to be worth it. I had opened the package to find five high definition spy camera. You guessed it, I was planning on planting these bad boys to get open footage of my missy at schooling.

I got to figure out the future day 2 hours early. I moved the desks around so that Katee's was movement and snapper. I spaced the desks far apart, so that no other kids would get in the way of the camera. I placed a tv camera on all four rampart and focused them in on Katee's desk. I then stacked a couple desks on top of each former and climbed on top and placed the final television camera on the ceiling in hopes of getting a mastermind shot down Katee's segmentation.

I popped my laptop open to control the tv camera were working. The quality was stunning. I zoomed in each of the cameras using my laptop computer to focalise right in on Katee.

I gleefully waited for the course of instruction to start out. I practically started to drool as I saw Katee walkway in and take her seat. I explained to the category that I shifted table around to increase productivity. They either bought it or just didn't care, and they took their prat.

I put on a couplet of dense sunglasses, explaining to the class that I have developed an eye problem. Again, they didn't charge. 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 pink spaghetti strap top, exposing her cute shoulder, neck and most of the upper one-half of her cover. Unfortunately the front voice didn't dip too far down to show her cleavage. Her pap projected proudly forward as usual. Katee was a in effect girl, she didn't really frock slutty like a lot of the former girls at the schooltime, much to my dislike.

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

course of instruction seemed to fly by as I was lost in reverie watching Katee unabashed throughout the hour. The tiddler ran home, and I did too almost as fasting. I quickly undressed and logged on to my dwelling computer to ascertain the footage I had snared.

The footage was unflawed. I couldn't believe I was able to calculate at this teen goddess from all angle as much as I wanted. I felt like I was hefty for once in my life. I cropped out cartridge clip that were especially racy. The advantageously time from today was when Katee handed her naming to me and bent-grass over at my desk, her top crept lower for just a yoke sec, exposing a modest bit of her generous jailbait cleavage to the television camera at the front wall. I saved this, and eventually masturbated to my ambition girl's youthful cycle tits.

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I continued to compile magazine throughout the week. I was putting together quite the digest of my aphrodisiac jailbait fixation.

My favourite was when she dropped a pencil, and then got on all foursome to look for it and pick it up. Her mid length annulus rode up her, exposing some of her aphrodisiacal interior thigh. The nominal head television camera caught her delicious tit spill forward, exposing more than of her cleavage as she was wearing a white blouse with one button undone. I masturbated to this clip furiously.

While these clips fed my perverse fantasy more than any porno 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 involve a risk of exposure to get More of what I wanted. I knew I had to postulate 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-minded pink tee shirt that clung tightly to her flop and ended an inch or two below her waistline. She wore black yoga bloomers, 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 socio-economic class very badly thus far."

Tears immediately began to make in the teen's big hazel oculus

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

A character of me felt bad for her. But a portion of me was well-chosen as I knew I had her right where I wanted her.

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

"Like a tutor ?"she sniffled"some of the boys in socio-economic class offered to tutor me for release !"

I chuckled. Like any of those retard would be capable to avail her.

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

She looked up quizzically

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

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"well I guess I could Katee, but I am a very busy man. And this would induce 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 go this class. If I fail then my dad won't let me go to camp with my protagonist !"she went on to explain"That refugee camp is the entirely home I feel glad. It has all my old ally from my old school."She whimpered

I feigned consideration.

"Katee, I guess I could, but would your sire be able-bodied to give $ 100 dollars an minute for tutoring ? That is the going rate for professional help. After all, after shoal 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 gain goal meet."

"Oh well, I'm sorry to listen. 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. Charles Thomson Rees Wilson, isn't there something we can exercise out ! ?"

I paused for seemingly forever. She looked at me.

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

"Well Katee, if you really want to gain 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 speculate those options.



"You know Katee, my sentence is quite valuable. I can hire person to wash my car and sporting my house. You're going to take in to bid something unique."

"Anything sir, Anything !"

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

"Yes ? ?"she yelped

"Katee, if you strip to your underclothes 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 deliver the metre of my life.

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

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

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

"Or, contain 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 shoal, or summer clique"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 lead off.

She looked reluctant again.

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

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

The shirt almost got stuck on her bra, but with a tug she got it over, revealing her big unit of ammunition tits encased in a lacy low-spirited bra. Her mamilla looked magnificent, even in a sleazy 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 hand me her shirt. She whimpered as she gave me her shirt, she knew she was stuck now. I looked at her sweet fount, she was blushing, and looked terrified.

"Very prissy, now the pants."

She looked at me, begging me with her center to spare her. I was unforgiving. I watched as she peeled her yoga pants off her ass and peg and stepped out. She was had on ratty pink panties. I salivated at her youthful thighs and wooden leg, now fully exposed.

"Very sound Katee,"I took the drawers from her. I put her wearing apparel in a large draftsman at behind my desk and locked it.

She was completely humiliated and was sniffling as bust were rolling down her impertinence. 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 lowly, and covered the bulk of her cheeks, but still I could see the bare figure of much of her yummy cheeks. Her cheeks bounced as she continued to gyrate and confront me again.

"Good fille, this is going to be a great partnership Katee."I sneered"Now lets get to figure out"

I spent the remaining hour teaching her basic math, going through work sheets with her starting with elementary level maths.

Of course most of the prison term I would be leering at her panty clad jailbait body as she worked through the problem. I watched as her tits bounced each fourth dimension 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 feel rule.

Every 10 min or so I would have her reach in several perspective. I told her it was soundly 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 archway her binding.

Finally the time came to an end. I told Katee she did great, and then gave her her wearing 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 base and masturbated furiously to the cartridge clip I had of her in her underclothing from all slant, seeing her skinny naked teen body contorting in assorted ways. After masturbating the third clip that night, I still wasn't satisfied. I couldn't get the opinion of this teen minx out of my head. While I was rapturous that my plan had worked and got to see her panty clad torso, It was like the more I saw of her, the more I needed her, by any agency requisite.

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The next day, I couldn't keep my heart off of Katee. She was wearing a Shirley Temple polo-neck sweater, and, and blue jeans. However, I knew now more intimately what lied underneath. I was mentally undressing the teen in my judgment, imagining what colour panties she had on, and how her young pap looked in her bra today.

Katee, usually brilliant and chipper, was squirming around awkwardly in her death 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 room would sneak peep at her. I knew that given the prospect, every one of these Neanderthals would tear Katee's apparel off of her and fuck her like an fauna. It gave me satisfaction in knowing I had seen what lied underneath that jumper and blue jean, and they didn't.

The class 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, clip to take it off for your next lesson."

She looked at me for a minute, before somberly taking off her sweater. I groaned as I saw her soma 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 strap. That tit almost seemed to pay heed half an in lower than the left.

I licked my lips, and then motioned to her jean. 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 get down 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 eye for the number one prison term 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. Wilson, I don't need this. I don't aid 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 sentence I have ever seen from her.

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

I looked at my desktop computing machine, made a childlike suction stop, 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 later last Night of her underwear clad body in assorted compromising posture. Multiple Clips of her everlasting bosom and cleavage bent over, and her round ass with her panty being sunken up into her ass crease were playing in front of her. Her eyes widened in fear.

I let the 10 minute video play as I spoke.

"One dog beloved, and this video is hitting the inbox of every pupil here, uploaded to every porno site online, and of course of instruction being sent to your wretched old dad."

I watched as teardrop started to stream down her face. The poor missy was petrified, understandably so. I watched as her dumb piddling teenage mind 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 piss sure you ended up in Jail."

I had rehearsed for this. I smiled"You're right dear, I would. But hey, I've lived a secure life. I'm just a solitary old man. I don't caution if I go to jail, I have zip to lose.

But YOU on the other bridge player, my dear you have your whole life in front end of you. Do you really desire to be known as a tart who stripped to her panties just to pass a maths social class ? You'd be ruined girl"

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

"Just let me feature what I want, do as I say, and all of this will bide between us. I get to see you naked, you get to overstep the course of instruction and go to summertime summer camp. And by next year, both of us block 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 visit me on my bluff, but the the true was I really didn't tutelage what happened to my life. At this point, the prize was worth whatever risk. I was so lewd for her, I really didn't concern about the rest of my life. I had to hold her.

She replied softly

"fine, but just for the relief of the school year"

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

"Smart young lady. Now get to it."

I watched as she slowly reached for her bra hooks. With great trepidation, she finally unhooked her bra. I could see the release of tension on her tits the instant she unhooked it. She looked at me petrified, holding her bra in figurehead of her tits.

"Drop it."

With a sigh, she did so.

I almost came at the sight of her perfect teen mammilla. They were big, and must have been D cups, but looked even prominent as they contrasted with her slight build. The flesh underneath her bra was pale compared to her the rest of her sun kissed peel. She had garden pink nipples. 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 breast, now just a foot away from me. Instinctively I put my hands around her tiny waistline. She pulled back, but I forced her in towards me with ease. I imagined that I probably had shut to 150 lbs on her.

I wrapped my left hired hand around her waist, and with my unfreeze handwriting I stroked up her tummy and started groping her go out tit.

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

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

"Please, a girl with tits like this doesn't need to study mathematics. She just needs to discover how to be a double-dyed 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 tits in my hands, and never as nice as this. At this breaker point, I knew I was being driven into fury. Her plea seemed like they were coming from underwater I was locked in on her. I pulled her in closer and engulfed her tit into my lip. 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 ambition daughter.

With my other script I instinctively started groping her luscious ass. It was doughy in my hired man, but also live. I couldn't assistant but give it a few abrupt flavor whenever Katee tried to pull away from me.

I brutishly tore the adolescent's step-in off. The cheap framework ripped easily, exposing her naked ass to me. I continued to grope her ass, now inching towards her anus. I smacked her ass every time she resisted, causing her to oink and momentarily apply in. All the spell, I continued to feast on her delicious tits, leaving my drool all over her neck opening and tits. I had truly transformed into a reasonless animal, focused on one thing only.

My work force were both now on her bare ass impertinence, splitting them apart, squeezing them with all my lastingness. I instinctively made my way to her teen kitty with my ripe hand. Without a secondly cerebration, I inserted my finger into her pussy. She moaned in painful sensation. I couldn't believe how tight she was. Just two of my fingers were struggling to strike in and out of her slit.

With my former handwriting I made my way to her blind drunk ass hole and started circling it. I gently inserted my power finger. She scream out loud and instinctively tightened her ass hole sphincter on my finger's breadth. It felt like I was in a frailty grip, but I managed to keep advancing my finger. She gasped in pain with each inch.

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

Here I was with her right hand tit in my mouth, biting her teat, fingering her cunt and having my index finger's breadth knuckle deep in her sozzled asshole. I knew it was only a matter of time til my pecker was about to break loose.

She momentarily gave a sigh of assuagement as I let all of her orifices go. This was short lived as I picked her up and forcefully put her human face down over my Teacher's desk.

"Stick your ass out whore."I said as I gave it a hell dust.

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

She spread her legs wide, and stuck her ass up off of the wooden table. Her back arched, as her tits we're smushed against the dusty table. I told her to calculate up and hold on her face pointing towards the back rampart at all times.

I wanted the camera on the back rampart to get a good aspect of her sweet innocuous face during this.

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

I gave her respective sharp spanks"tranquillity whore."I sneered.

I split her ass cheeks apart and forced my midst 8 column inch cock into her teen puss. I felt a pop, as she screamed in infliction. 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 wannabee that no body would try this. I slowly forced my cock in all the way, she moaned in agony as inch by inch it went in to the hub.

I grabbed a handful of her thick silky chocolate-brown hairsbreadth and yanked her foreland back as I started to hurl in and out of her cockeyed pussy. She was in agony, I was in heaven. Her tight slit was like a warm emptiness on my rooster. I felt like I was impaling her.

I yanked her head back with each poke with a clench of her whisker. With the other deal I reached underneath her to grab a fistful of tit flesh. I couldn't avail but Northerner 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 push, I came rich inside her cunt. I could experience the warm cum flooding out of my peter. I stayed in her for minutes afterwards. I could learn her sob, which I imagine was partly in sculptural relief.

Finally, as I felt my cock starting line to funk, I took myself out of her. Cum, a elusive streak of rip dribbled down her thigh. I smiled in dandy gratification, as I confirmed that I took this sexy teenager's virginity.

She lied there, almost motionless. I knew her forefront must birth been in a whirlwind. I didn't read her often mercy.

I took her clothes out of my lock up cabinet, walked to the front of the desk and threw them on the terra firma.

"deterrent example's over. You passed today, but I'm going to be expecting more than tomorrow."I said sternly

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

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

I reached into my cabinet again, and gave her a pocket-size shopping bag. She took the contents out of the bag, with a quizzical look on her face.

One by one, she pulled out a skimpy backless ‘ around the neck opening'pink hempen necktie top, a pair of tightly fitting blue jean that were a size of it too small for her, a white lace thong and a matching strapless White River push up bra from Victoria's closed book.

"On top of being my personal sex toy every day after class, you're going to be my play thing during the day too."I sneered"You have frightening tasting in apparel dear, so I'm going to be dressing you like the little trollop that you are."I sneered

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

I sneered"Don't vexation. You can hold the dress. I'll find ways for you to pay me back after form tomorrow."

The End