1. Isabelle's f****y Secret


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    more urgency, slipping his tongue inside my mouth; I couldn't believe it! I sat between them on the side of the bed. Mallory's eyes opened wide as she watched my dad unbutton my shirt, she heard him say that he was going to teach me everything, and she witnessed him putting his hands under my skirt, pulling my panties down, and her face turned red as he positioned me on my back, spreading my legs apart, and her nipples became hard when he climbed on top of me, pushing himself inside, doing it to me for the first time. I know that some people will say that I should feel bad about what happened, and that I should have stopped him, or at least tried to, or even reported him, but you have to understand that looking at something like this from the outside and actually being involved are two very different things. The truth is this; I'm glad it happened, I am what I am, and nobody has a right to tell me how I should feel. Life changed for me after that day, my need to be satisfied on a regular basis ratcheted up dramatically; I was no longer able to go for extended periods of time without sexual release, at the very minimum I had to masturbate every day or otherwise I became irritable and couldn't sl**p. Fortunately for me, self-gratification wasn't always necessary, my life as a schoolgirl presented abundant carnal opportunities. It wasn't long after my fatherly initiation that I noticed my science teacher, Mr. Watson, taking an interest in me that went beyond the boundary of ...
    a typical student-teacher relationship. The flirtations were innocent enough until one day during class when I caught him looking under my skirt while I sat at my desk, and trust me, it was a lot more than just a casual glance; the man was really checking me out. I was flattered by his attention and decided to provoke him a little more by first raising my hand to ask a question, and then innocently moving my legs apart to give him a better view. The poor man tried to act professional, but his eyes repeatedly dipped down to feast on my thighs; if my teacher only knew that his behavior was making my pussy slobbering wet. This was the last class of the day, and when it was over I let the other k**s rush out of the room ahead of me, then I slowly walked by Mr. Watson's desk, one toe in front of the other, gently swaying my hips, feeling his eyes following me like radar. &#034Oh Miss Tanaka, would you be willing to stay after school for a while and grade papers for some extra credit?&#034 I turned in quick pivot, skirt flaring out around me. &#034I'd love to Mr. Watson!&#034 The science classroom has a secluded nook in back that's used for storing things like beakers and test tubes, Mr. Watson's desk is back there as well, and that's where he had me grade the papers. I sat down on the wood chair, letting my skirt pull up a little too high, and naughty me, I left it there. I didn't bother to ask myself why I was acting this way, or where it could lead; I suppose I just liked the ...