Before too long, her shapely legs and real nice ass had given him the same kind of weird thoughts he had about Aunt Marion. The fact that this woman ...as his teacher and probably married never entered his mind. Fucking the married teacher like he fucked Marion O’Rourke were the only thoughts he had while gawking at the sexy Mrs. Criscola.After school, Vic didn’t go and play stickball like the other guys. He went right home because he knew his mother was working and he’d be home alone to do. Man, he was big; I’d guess 8-9 inches.“My turn to cum” he said as he lifted my legs up to position my ass to his cock. With one hand, he reached over, grabbed a bottle of lube and poured it over his cock. A lot of lube, it was dripping off him as he rubbed the lube over his cock. His cock was standing straight, he placed it against my ass, and started to push it in. “Breathe,” he said, “relax and enjoy it, you will love it.” I felt my ass split wider as he entered me. “Breathe” he said, and I. I got really turned on and finger fucked myself again, screaming fuck me at my imaginary lover, my whole body shaking as I exploded in a huge orgasm before falling asleep.So here I am in Boston, a city about five hours from where I grew up--a stranger, alone, hoping I would have my fantasies come true. I had savings from my job and though I surprised everyone when I suddenly left town, I didn’t care. I found a small furnished studio apartment on Craig’s List, packed my bags, got Sally to drive. You clutch the letter from the school to your chest, in case anybody recognises it. For one bizarre and irrational moment, you imagine yourself on the way to Hogwarts or some other school of juvenile literature.Cautiously, you slide the prospectus for St Mabyn’s out of its protective envelope. On the first page, a stern looking Headmaster, Mr Wackford, welcomes you to the school.‘St Mabyn’s,’ you read ‘was constructed in the 19th century for the education of…’ blah blah ‘…extensive.