I'll admit it. I was fat. I was a fat and shy teen and that didn't make for good dating material. In fact I didn't have a real date over the course...of my entire life until I went to college. I'm not saying I was a virgin though.Fighting this fetish borne urge was getting me no where. It was bad enough that I had all the teen angst already, now I'm adding more guilt? So I made the decision to openly embrace it. I did it so much so that I found I had little interest in dating girls my age.. All donated by those guests we had earlier. So we'll untie you for it, but you mustn't try to escape or you know what will happen."I nodded, and with difficulty due to the knots now being slick with spunk, the ropes binding me were undone. A warm pint glass was pushed into my hand, and I heard them step back. Taking a deep breath and releasing it, I raised the glass to my lips. The smell of old, reheated cum was overpowering, and I gagged, lowering it again. Clearly Ayumi had once again. . his nose was pressed into my pubes as I hunch-fucked his throat giving it a good reaming before jerking his head back off it. He stared up at me like he'd just breeched water... mouth open, wet swollen lips, eyes wild and round..."Oh my god.." "Again.." I said and stuffed his mouth pulling his drool-wet lips back and forth... burying his nose in my pubes holding it there twisting, feeling my knob in his throat again, sliding in easy this time, an open fuckhole now, grasping his head and chin. The teacher was very flattered but she shy about the difference in their ages. Mom was not dissuade and persisted gently until one night she and the teacher were sitting on the couch in her apartment and started making out. Mom described her as short and very tomboyish. They ended up spending the rest of the night in bed. "I took to it like a duck to water," mom said. The relationship lasted only over the summer school vacation and ended on friendly terms. She understood the teacher's.