[MF] I was just the prey.

First of all I know that my texts are very long, but I dislike when people describe everything in 3 paragraphs.
So I have found myself with quite some time in my hands this week and decided to tell you another of my fun memories. One of the perks of living in Dublin is that you get to know people from all over the world, and fueled with loads of beer and jagermeister you make friends in a matter of minutes. Sometimes they develop into lifelong relationships, no matter how far you end up living.

One of these friendships was Marisa, this fun Brazilian girl that studied at the school I taught in Dublin. We developed a close bond, nothing sexual, but a couple of years ago she told me they had an opening at the language school she was running in Brazil, and I offered myself, two months later I was moving to Brazil to be very much underpaid, but expecting loads of fun. And boy did I have fun!

After a couple of months I started teaching this intensive course to a group of wild teenagers of around 16 or 17, finishing high school or in the first semesters of college and it was there that I met Caroline, who was exactly 17 years and 11 months when I started teaching them. How did I know that? Because I checked to know how legal she was they day I met her. Her classmates were always talkative and it was hell to teach them, but she was that bubbly girl that always looked at me as if I were the center of the universe, was always staying behind to talk to me and ask doubts or at least so it seemed. In the beginning she dressed normal for a hipster girl, but with time her clothes started becoming more revealing. Her shorts became shorter, her side boob (still with bras) started showing up in cutoffs, her face would lit up with malice whenever she saw me and I tried to keep my cool about it, I mean if things went sideways it could be bad for me and my friend Marisa.

And let me tell you, it was not easy to play it cool. Caroline was this tall 5’9” girl, with long well toned legs, and this set of amazing calves that I couldn’t stop imagining wrapped around my neck while banging her mercilessly, her boobs were not very big, maybe B or C cups, but they would stand tall and proud, if she told me she had a boob job I would have believed, her hair was dyed dark black and reached her bubbly butt. She was by all standards a vixen and I was for all effects her pray.

The school where I worked had this weird policy that we should have direct contact with all students through social media, so all my students had my personal number, my facebook, Instagram and so on. It was kind of weird in the beginning and I had to make some adjustments, but it soon paid of when for her 18th birthday Caroline did a slightly sexy photoshoot, I had seen her in more revealing clothes, but damn she was sexy in those, she looked like a model. I couldn’t stop myself from commenting that she looked very pretty and add that it didn’t really look like her.

I made the comment knowing she would get outraged and surely enough a few minutes later she came and talk to me about it. I told that it looked way too hot to be her and things like that, she kept trying to “convince” me and when I finally “caved”, I told her that she shouldn’t be posting those kind of pictures, she was supposed to behave like a good girl. It was then that she told me that those were just the public pictures and that she had took some pictures for her and her boyfriend’s use (yeah she had one, but when did ever stop anyone). But surprise, surprise, after some flirting and some pretense shock that she would do such a thing, that she would never be so bold, she offered to send me the pictures, but she would not send it to me unless offered something in return, like a hostage situation. She was a ingenious minx and she was closing into the kill now, and I was way into involved in the game now to care.

Nobody asks for nudes you may be telling yourselves and you would probably be right, the only thing she asked in return was for me to admit that I wanted to fuck her and detail everything I wanted to do to her. She would then print screen and keep it for safety, what would people think if they read it, as I said before, mutual destruction. After some consideration, I told her to go first and give the inspiration, she did send me some naughtier pictures wearing a black corset, black laced panties and knee-high socks, it was five or six pictures in many position and the last one was with the corset almost opened, she knew how to tease or as I felt, play with the pray before the kill. She made me rock hard and damn curious to see the rest come of and I did what every sensible man would in my situation, I stopped the conversation and went to bed.

Kidding, I am no sensible man and my dick drives my decisions, but still I hesitated and she told me about a very nice video that she had done and I was lost. I started telling her all the dirty things that I would do to her and she kept sending a stream of constant inspiration and she was driving me while, telling me that I could do wherever I wanted to her, telling me she was mine to take, and fact is that I was her toy and not the other way around. I told her some dark fetishes that I had and would to her if she found herself in a room with me. She did not send me the video and at the highest point she told me that it was a pity it was just words and she left me there, hanging rock hard and kind of frustrated, and I told her that if I ever had the opportunity I would fuck her ass raw for leaving me hanging. I jerked of to her pictures but it wasn’t enough, not anymore.

The other day was a Saturday in the middle of November and I had classes with her, I was wondering how she would handle the situation and thought for a while that I was screwed and that she would tell everybody about how gross I was with my dark kinks. She arrived at school with the clothes I told her that I liked the most, a short round dress and the cutoffs that I told her about, with a black bra under it. I knew she was teasing me, but she would not look at me the whole class. Close to the end she complained about the air conditioning and I offered to turn it down, she told me it was ok, that she had a blouse, but asked to go to the bathroom. After a while she came back smiling and showed me her phone, indicating that she had sent me a massage. I excused myself and left the room to check it, thinking she had sent me a nude or something like that.

The message just told me to go to the bathroom and look behind a vase thing that was there. I complied and I found there her bra and her panties, she was now sited in my classroom with nothing under her clothes and her boob would be exposed if she took off her blouse, I put them in my pocket and went back to class. So of course, I went back to the classroom and turned the air conditioning off and looking at her that I realized how cold I was when I went to the bathroom, she was right and she could take her blouse of now.

She smiled this naughtiest way and said nothing, when I finished class, I checked my phone after everyone left, and there was a message from her telling me that I was a “cretino” and should meet her at the ice cream parlor a few blocks away because she had to suck on something to cool down (subtle, I know).
Anyone up for part 2?

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