The first time I heard this, I laughed, "We're eighteen year olds! How can a few teachers that can't even run stop us from having our sexual fantasies...come true?" It was crazy, especially since a few of my friends had already started planning who it was going to be with and where it was going to happen. I just kept to myself, since my boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, rather, couldn't make it. He had left already to go to his new life. Leaving me behind. I stare out the window of the bus that is taking. It was an activity that I developed a fascination with and it became a favorite sexual fantasy of mine. Since I cannot write about early sexual contacts here, I will have to be intentionally vague and fast forward to my adult life. I have always been a voyeur and many times I have witnessed others engaged in a variety of sexual activities. There were a number of times I stumbled upon these scenes. But often times I intentionally placed myself in a position to see and watch. On those occasions. “What are you doing daddy?” she asked as her gaze went back to the bulge which without a shirt on seemed bigger. “Why did you take your shirt off daddy, are you hot?” she was all questions, I looked down, seeing her nipples getting harder down her shirt, “Yes” I said, “Its very hot in here Lisa” I said as I inched closer to her, my bulge was now 6” away from her.“Do you want to see it Lisa” I asked, “You wanted to know what it was” I continued and she looked up at me before returning to the. Up. Down. Left. Right. Any direction I could make it turn, it turned inside of her wet cunt. I could feel her juices spreading onto my lips, around them and to my chin. But I didn't care as I enjoyed this wonderful taste inside.I eased away as she looked down at me. Her eyes melted me, as she appeared to wondered why I had stopped. But now, I wanted to try something. I took a finger and gently eased it between her swollen pussy lips, and into her tight wet cunt. I slid it, in. Out. In. Out. I.