Honestly the history on how we met is simply that I would always flirt with girls in my class and she thought it was sooo "cute". at that age you nev...r think about your chances on fucking your teacher and I never thought I would have that perfect body all to my self....and honestly I never had, at least no until i turned 18 haha, sorry to disappoint those who thought my 6th grade dick would cum inside her. Well Once I turned 18 my brother told me that he was in her class and that he thought. “Long day.” His voice is as smooth as caramel making me wet. I turn in my seat without saying a word and press my lips to his I trace my tongue on his full lips and love how he taste like vanilla and coffee. “What are you…?” “I’m just a dream.” I whisper as I lean in for another deeper kiss, this time with him kissing me back, soft gentle and strong. I reach down between his legs and feel his thick hard cock and I want it inside of me. I feel how hard he is getting in my hands as he reaches up. Standing naked in my sister’s room, acutely conscious of what I was going to do, I was instantly erect. But what would I wear first? All my deep seated yearnings burst out. I was overwhelmed with the desire to wear everything. I felt I wanted to immerse myself in sea of femininity. I calmed myself down. Well almost. Trembling with excitement I reached out and took the closest bra from the drawer. It was white with padded cups. I held it up by the straps and looked at it. Just a plain white. I was caught red handed. They came closer and winked at the liftman and said so this bitch is really a slut as you told us, eh, look at this bitch sucking cock like a whore. I tried to get up and cover myself with my saree when the liftman pulled it away and said " no need to act, they all know what a whore you are.The watchman said let’s take her to the servant's room. They all agreed. I tried to say no, please let me go when the watchman grabbed my ass and squeezing it he said everyone needs.