JenniferO1
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I love that he loved seeing my little titties. He had me put my hands in my hair and was getting ready to take the picture, but then surprised me when he reached out and softly caressed me, rubbing my nipple with his thumb. He explained that he just wanted my nipples to be nice and hard.
When he gently squeezed my breast, I caught my breath both in surprise and at how good his hand felt on me. I still remember how rough and strong that hand felt.
Still cupping my breast, he looked up at me... “You don't mind me touching you like this do you Jennifer?”
I smiled shyly and shook my head saying that no I didn't mind.
I was trembling, but I didn't mind.
"Good" he said... "breasts like this are meant to be held and caressed and loved.. these are absolutely perfect, never forget that. I just had to see if they felt as good as they look."
Then with a gentle little squeeze, he released me and took the picture.
I wonder now what it must've been like for him. Having this young, naive ex-student come in and willingly get naked for him, let him take naughty pictures. Pictures that I'm sure if anyone else ever saw could get him fired.
How hot must it have been when he touched me like that and I didn't pull away. Instead I just smiled and let him caress me. Not only let him, but wanted him to continue.
It had to be pretty cool for him... I know it was for me.
In the back of my mind, I was amazed that a 64 year old man could have this sort of affect on me. I think my eyes show how aroused I was in the second shot. My right nipple was on fire where he'd touched me.
Once he had seen and touched me, it seemed to me that things were much more relaxed... at least for me. That and the fact that he loved how I looked just gave me confidence. I was so young then and didn't really understand men so well, but this was still a real rush for me letting my old teacher see me this way.
I wondered what other people would think if they knew what I was doing. I knew I was being naughty, but it just felt so delicious and somehow right. He had helped me so much in high school and I felt that I was sort of repaying him in a small way. if that meant letting him see me naked, then I was good with that... actually, I felt more than good about that. I'm not sure that my boyfriend at the time would've been happy though.
When he gently squeezed my breast, I caught my breath both in surprise and at how good his hand felt on me. I still remember how rough and strong that hand felt.
Still cupping my breast, he looked up at me... “You don't mind me touching you like this do you Jennifer?”
I smiled shyly and shook my head saying that no I didn't mind.
I was trembling, but I didn't mind.
"Good" he said... "breasts like this are meant to be held and caressed and loved.. these are absolutely perfect, never forget that. I just had to see if they felt as good as they look."
Then with a gentle little squeeze, he released me and took the picture.
I wonder now what it must've been like for him. Having this young, naive ex-student come in and willingly get naked for him, let him take naughty pictures. Pictures that I'm sure if anyone else ever saw could get him fired.
How hot must it have been when he touched me like that and I didn't pull away. Instead I just smiled and let him caress me. Not only let him, but wanted him to continue.
It had to be pretty cool for him... I know it was for me.
In the back of my mind, I was amazed that a 64 year old man could have this sort of affect on me. I think my eyes show how aroused I was in the second shot. My right nipple was on fire where he'd touched me.
Once he had seen and touched me, it seemed to me that things were much more relaxed... at least for me. That and the fact that he loved how I looked just gave me confidence. I was so young then and didn't really understand men so well, but this was still a real rush for me letting my old teacher see me this way.
I wondered what other people would think if they knew what I was doing. I knew I was being naughty, but it just felt so delicious and somehow right. He had helped me so much in high school and I felt that I was sort of repaying him in a small way. if that meant letting him see me naked, then I was good with that... actually, I felt more than good about that. I'm not sure that my boyfriend at the time would've been happy though.
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