t large grin on her face.  But that night she was very different.  She looked as if she had spent the day in her pyjamas and an old dressing gown.  Her eyes were red and looked sore and it was obvious that she had been crying on and off all day.  In the kitchen, I made some tea and Vera started to tell me about the break up.  I continued to listen to her story, feed her tissues to wipe her tears and make appropriate comments and noises.

When she had finished, I started to be practical and as she had not eaten since the previous day, I suggested I fetch a take away meal and some wine.  I was soon back at the flat and Vera had found some plates, cutlery, and glasses, which had briefly taken her mind off her break up.  I opened the wine, and after talking about some of the things I’d been up to since college, Vera started to laugh and join in the story telling.  The crying had finished and the food and wine seemed to put her in a better frame of mind.  Having put the remains in the kitchen, I returned to the living room.  I told Vera she would feel better after a bath and a change of clothes.  So I started to run a bath for her, while she found something to change in to.

Vera soon entered the bathroom, as I finished filling the bath.  She unbuttoned her pyjamas top, slipped it off and after untying the bottoms, let them slide down her slim legs - her Scandinavian ancestry meant she had never been shy about her body - seeing her tiny pert tits, and a smoothly shaven cunt had my cock straining against my jeans.  So, I said I would see her when she had bathed.  Vera said no, she still wanted some company and I could always help with her bath.

I knelt by the bath and started to wash her hair. Vera has wavy, naturally pale blonde hair, cut in a short bob.  I finished rinsing her hair and after soaping a sponge, I started to wash her face.  I moved on to her back and Vera splashed the soap off her face.  I moved around to her breasts.  She said I might as well use my hands now.  I was now felling uncomfortable as I still had a large erection pressed against the fly of my jeans.  As I washed her breasts, her nipples become very erect, and as I lent forward Vera lent towards me and kissed me.  Her arms went around my neck and our kissing became more passionate and I was becoming soaked by the bath water.

“Take your clothes off, and get in” she whispered.  I must have broken some record, and I soon had them off.  My newly freed cock felt more comfortable out of its confines. Vera splashed me with water as I got in the bath. We embraced and kissed again. I started to play with her tits.  Her breasts were tiny but her nipples were long and rosy pink.  I lifted her out of the bath and perched her on corner - where the two walls around the bath met.  Taking the soapy sponge I soaped her belly and down to her thighs.  Vera opened her legs and as I rubbed her pubic mound she began to moan sensually.  I rinsed the sponge and washed off her flat belly, cunt and legs.

I lowered my mouth to her cunt that had started to open its pink love petals.  I ran my tongue around her outer lip. , In doing so, her inner flaps engorged and her cunt opened even more.  Vera’s sighs were becoming more vocal.  Her hands moved to my head and gently pulled me towards her.  I pushed my tongue into her vagina, flicking in and out.  Reaching up I inserted two fingers into her, fucking her with my hand and moving my tongue onto her clit.  Vera let out a gasp as I circled her love bud, which was now visible as it become engorged and peeked out from its hood, allowing even more pleasurable sensations and causing several orgasms to course through Vera’s body.  Her body slumped down into the bath and onto my body.

I moved her forward so that she was facing the end of the bath, and on her knees.  She leaned in front of herself and held on to the end of the bath.  The small globes of her bum were tilted upward and I positioning myself behind her.  Stroking my glans along the pouting lips of her cunt - as Vera groaned in pleasure - I pushed forwards and stretching her wonderfully tight little cunt and was bollock deep inside her.  Having been erect for quite some time I knew that I would not last long, especially as Vera was gripping my cock so tightly.  I pushed in and out as slowly as possible, but soon I was pounding Vera with increasing speed and her cries increased with pleasure as a string of powerful orgasms wracked through her.  Then I shot spurt after spurt into her body.  She flopped back onto me and I reached around her to caress her tiny tits, and kissed her neck and face.  I picked her up and wrapping her in a large towel we stepped put of the bath.  I quickly dried her and then she dried me.

I carried her into the bedroom and we dropped onto the bed, kissing and intimately touched each other.  I spent a long time caressing her firm breasts, and flicking my tongue over her nipples, teasing them with my lips, and gently biting them.  Vera was even more ecstatic and reached down to stroke my penis, rubbing its velvet skin up and down.  Then she bent and circled her tongue around its tip and ran saliva down its length, as her tongue ran up and down, before easing it into her mouth.  She bobbed her head until I very quickly started to cum, as her lips increased their pressure on my cock, shooting into her mouth.  She swallowed it all.

I rolled her onto her back, and lifting her legs up, placing them on my shoulders, then leaning forward, thrust into her pussy.  Vera to gasped, and then let out shouts to fuck her harder and faster.  I did and having cum several times, continued much longer than before.  Vera came again and again and I stopped noting how many.  She was pushing to meet my thrusts, whilst cumming even more and with increasing strength.  Her cunt tightened with every orgasm and pushed me over the edge.  Again my sperm flooded her, then run out and down the crack of her arse.  As her cunt continued to pulse, I slipped from her.  I lay alongside her and with her back towards me we cuddled together, after we had pulled the covers over ourselves.  Warm, glowing and sated, we soon drifted off to sleep.

In the morning I was woken by having my cock wanked.  Looking up I saw Vera with a big smile on her face.  It was no longer red and puffy.  Now I was awake, she kissed me.  As I was lying on my back Vera climbed on top and still holding my cock guided it past her slick wet labia.  She slowly slipped down my stiff pole, her lips gripping very firmly.  Vera began moving up and down, her pace slowly increasing as her cunt leaked more and more love juice.  Her sighs and moaning was enough to wake the neighbours and as I played with her breasts I started to thrust up into her. After several orgasms during which her cunt rhythmically squeezed my penis, I was near to cumming.  Vera lent forward and kissed me, and slipped of my cock.  I thought she was going to finish me off with her hand or mouth, but instead she gripped the base of my cock and squeezed tightly to stave off my ejaculation.  She then reversed her position, and again guided me back into her warm, slippery pussy.  She pumped my cock and I reached to her breasts and rubbed and pulled on her nipples.
 
To my surprise she asked me to finger her arse - the first girl to suggest this to me.  I put a hand to her cunt and using her copious fluids, lubricated several fingers. I then gently stroked her anus in a circular motion, before pushing its centre.  It slipped in with unexpected ease.  I moved it in and out, before I introduced a second digit.  Vera was moving quicker and after another couple of cum’s she suddenly stopped, raised herself off my cock and fingers.  She shouted to me to fuck her in the arse and placed my tip at the entrance of her bum and gentle pushed down.  As I gripped my prick, it disappeared into her tight rear hole.  I slowly moved in her, whilst I rubbed at her clitoral hood.  As we gently moved we both came quickly.  An exhausted Vera rolled over onto the bed as my now soft prick left her arse.

After a short rest we had another bath and we fucked there again.  We spent the rest of the weekend naked - except when we had to briefly shop for provisions, to keep our strength up - and fucked as often as we could.   Vera now seemed to take a stoical attitude to the break up, and early Monday I left to start work.  We had several other weekends together, but with the busy schedule we both had and Vera being such an obviously sexy, beautiful woman she soon had another lover whom she later married.  So an enjoyable interlude in my life ended.  I also found a new love and married - though that turned out to be a big mistake.  May be I should have tried harder and married Vera?

 

a long weekend - leave Friday morning and back by midday on Monday - I phoned my 19-year old wife to let her know.  So at 9 am. I left to drive home to my married quarter, taking three other lads who lived on the same base.  We arrived back at lunchtime and I dropped off the three single lads at the mess, and drove home.

I opened the door and threw my bag into the sitting room.  It was then that I noticed Ann sitting on the stairs.  What a sight!  Ann had on a white shirt, my old green and red school tie, green pleated netball skirt, with white socks and tennis shoes.  Her light brown hair was in two plaits.

In her mouth she had a vibrator - a new one I’d not know she had - which she was pushing in and out of her mouth.  When she saw I was looking at her, she took the vibrator out of her mouth and started it buzzing.  Then she opened her legs wide, showing her tight white cotton panties.  Ann placed her seven-inch friend against the taut material of her panties, and rubbed it along the cleft of her pussy.

What with the absence from home, and the sight before me, my cock was uncomfortably pushing against my trousers.  I rushed up the stairs to her.  Ann told me to slow down and was now pushing the vibrator into her cunt, as far as the white cotton would allow.  My cock was so stiff I had to release it.  I opened my trousers and dropped them.  As Ann continued wanking herself, I quickly stripped off.  Ann was now pushing her buzzing toy down the front of her panties and placed it into her very wet pussy, which had soaked her gusset.  An orgasm shook through her.  She looked up and said “What do you want me to do now, Sir?  I’ve been so wicked while you’ve been away; I’ve played with my new toy every day.”

“In that case, get upstairs to the bedroom now” I answered “I’ll have to spank you, and show you what you’ve been missing.”  Leaving my clothes where they were, I followed her to our bedroom.

I sat on the bed and told Ann to bend over my lap, which she quickly did.  We had not previously played this type of role-play before, but from the way Ann was dressed and said, I assumed she was game for some gentle spanking.  I lifted her skirt and ran my hand over her bum and its tight covering.  Ann moaned with pleasure.  I raised my hand and gave a gently slap on the arse.  Ann groaned and told me to hit her harder, which I did.   I continued spanking each cheek in turn, Ann has shouting out “Ough, Ouch, and Oh that hurts” and kicking her legs up and down, but not that I should stop.  I was also taking time to stroke and rub her reddening bottom.  Then I yanked her panties over her bum and down to her knees.  My cock was uncomfortably digging into her belly, as I spanked her again, giving her bare buttocks a rosier tinge.  Her panties had been kicked off and lay on the floor.  I could feel her juices on my thigh as she squirmed as I continued her spanking.  I  then told her to get on her knees and suck my cock.

Kneeling down in front of me, she took hold of the base of my cock and placed my glans into her mouth.  She used her tongue to push it against the roof of her mouth, then bobbed up and down on it.  With her right hand she wanked the rest of my length; her left hand down the front of her panties, frigging away at her cunt.  Very quickly I was spurting my ball juice into her mouth, most of it Ann swallowed; the rest ran down over her chin.  After a few more seconds of wanking she came with a series of shudders.  Now she jumped onto the bed next to me.  We started kissing, our tongue exploring each other’s mouths.  I unbuttoned her shirt and undid her lacy white bra.  Her breasts now free, I cupped them and flicked them with my tongue until they were stiff then pulled at her nipples with my lips.  Ann moaned with pleasure.

Ann pushed off her tennis shoes, released the catch on her skirt and threw it on the floor, leaving her in just her white socks and panties.  I took hold of the waistband of Ann’s panties and pulled them part way down her legs.  I stopped, as I now saw that she had shaven her pussy for the first time.  “Oh Ann, that looks so great!” I exclaimed.  Quickly I slipped her knickers completely off.  Pulling her to the edge of the bed, I knelt in front of her and pushing her legs apart started to run my tongue along her cunt lips.  Giving her plating on a slick, smooth, hairless cunt was so much better than with all the hair in the way and much easier to see what one was doing.  I was also using two fingers to finger fuck her as I started to lick at her clitoris, which was now giving her a series of increasing powerful orgasms.

I was now becoming erect again.  So standing, I rubbed my cock along her cunt lips and then slipped into her.  As I pumped into her, she moved to meet my thrusts.  We were both soon cumming and I shot several jets of spunk in her.

We then cuddled, kissed and stroked each other, but I was soon asleep.  But after about an hour, Ann woke me, with a combination of wanking and fellatio.  This time her hair was lose and was brushing against my groin and balls.  She was wearing a black velvet choker, a black basque trimmed with emerald-green lace, and of course black stockings with high-heeled shoes - but no knickers.  I was erect; Ann then straddled me and eased me into herself, using her hand to open her cunt lips.  She was rapidly pumping up and down my prick, leaning backwards and forward, so I was rubbing her where she wanted me to.  Ann was cumming again, and proceeded to build up to several more.  Her cunt tightened around me and I thrust forcefully into her and released more spunk into her.

We continued fucking for most of the next two days and with a sore dick I drove back to East Anglia on the Monday morning.

was now about 1.30am; I’d put all the glasses in the bar from the snooker room and lounge and collected the ashtrays to clean later on, after swiftly vacuuming the two rooms.  The bell at reception rang letting me know that someone wanted to be let in.  I went to the door and was surprised to see two of the chambermaids who I had chatted up earlier in the week hoping to have a fling before university.

 They were two girls from Glasgow.  I had found out they too were off to college in September, and they had been friends for several years.  They were living in the rather grim staff accommodation at the rear of the hotel.  I let them in, and it was clear that they were slightly drunk.  They said they had run out of coffee and milk and could I make them some in the reception office.  They went into the lounge and made themselves comfortable on two adjacent leather sofa’s, kicking off their shoes.  I went into the reception office to make the coffee.

When I arrived in the lounge Jenny said that Maggie was asleep. I handed Jenny a coffee, put the rest on a nearby table, and sat next to her.  We made small talk till Jenny had finished the coffee.  Then she said was I slow on the up take?  Then leaned over and started to kiss me.  I was quite surprised, as when I had spoken to them in the previous week I had not noticed that they were particularly interested in me. Also in all my previous relationships I’d made all the first moves.

Jenny was about five foot eight, with short, very light blonde hair - which I thought, had to be bleached - and I guessed she was a size 14.  ‘Built for comfort not for speed’, but not what you could call fat.

We kissed, becoming more animated.  I started to pull the shirt out of her jeans, and to unbutton it.  Jenny started to undo my shirt, which become a bit of a race to see who’s shirt came off first.  With our tops off I took a more detailed look at her, at the same time I leaned forward and undid her pale blue front fastening bra.    As her bra sprang open her breasts - which were large - hardly drooped at all.  They were firm and round. I reached towards them, cupping and squeezing them while starting to kiss her again.  My fingers rolled her nipples around.  This made them very stiff, so I stopped kissing Jenny and started on her nipples with my lips and tongue.  As I did so Jenny started to moan, then started to undo my trousers.


 I took this to be a sign that shag was on the cards.  So I then started to undo her jeans.  Jenny broke away and pulled her jeans off.  The front of her pale blue knickers was already damp, and had made a crease down the cleft of her cunt.  “Get yours off then” Jenny commanded as she pulled her knickers off, and dropped onto her other clothes.  So I kicked my shoes off and pulled my trousers and briefs off, followed by my socks.  We then sat back on the sofa and started to kiss.  My hand moved onto Jenny’s cunt - which was also as blonde as her hair - tracing the groove of her cunt so that it started to open up, then I eased two fingers into her and began to finger fuck her.  Jenny opened her legs to make it easier.  Jenny then took my cock and saying that my finger fucking felt so good, began wanking me.

Jenny started moaning and soon shouted that she was cumming, and pushed down onto my hand.  Then she stood up, turned around, and keeling on the sofa gripped the back of it, and told me she needed a cock up her cunt.  Positioning myself behind her, I ran it up and down her wet cunt.  Jenny was impatient and pushed back so that I slipped most of the way up her love channel.  I gripped her hips, then pushed the rest of the way in.  We had built up to a very quick rhythm and we made loud slapping noises as I thrust into her, and soon Jenny said she was cumming again, and that I had to be careful as she was not using anything.  As she came her cunt tightened on my prick.  This started me on my way to spunking, so I said I was about to cum too.

 As I took my next backstroke, Jenny eased forward and I slipped out of he.  She turned and sitting down, took hold of my cock and easing me forward so I was kneeling on the edge of the sofa with her legs between mine.  Jenny moved slightly and pushed her breasts together, encasing my prick between them and at the same time rubbing and pinching her nipples which caused her to cum, yet once more.  The sweat on this warm night acted as a lubricant and after a few strokes I shot jet after jet of spunk over her chest, neck and face.  We collapsed next to each other.  Jenny wiped the spunk onto her breasts and rubbed it into her tits.  I kissed her again and then sat back on the sofa to recover.  In a few minutes Jenny had fallen asleep and had started to snore.  So I took back the cups to the reception.

When I arrived back in the lounge Jenny’s snoring had woken Maggie.  “You’ve been fucking my friend” she asked  - which I thought was rather obvious as she was naked and had spunk smeared on her tits.  “So what about my turn?”

So I moved over to her sofa, and we started by kissing.  Maggie was my height in bare feet - five foot ten - with very white skin, and a thick mane of black hair which run down to the middle of her buttocks, which was pulled back and tied in two bunches.  She was also very slim with black glasses - rather like Nana Mouskouri wore  - and was wearing a sleeveless black mini dress.  Maggie then knelt in front of me and taking my cock in her hand, started to run her tongue around my bell end and dribbled saliva down my length. With her hand she began wanking me, so that the wetness was spread evenly along it.  She now moved up and down my cock, taking all of me into her mouth, tightly running up and down.  It was wonderful, especially as this was the first time a lover had given me oral sex.




 Before I started to cum, I reached the zip on the back of her dress and undid it as far as I could.  Very briefly Maggie stopped sucking me off, and shook off her dress letting it slide down so it rested in her lap. She pulled her arms out of it.  As she had tiny ‘A’ cup breasts she had on only the dress and a pair of black panties.  Starting to bob up and down my cock again, and while holding it with one hand used the other to rub herself though her panties.  I was soon near to spurting.  Maggie sensed this, and taken it out of her mouth, squeezed it at the base which had the effect of stopping me shooting off.  

Maggie stood up, and stepped out of her dress.  Her pubic hair stuck out of the legs of her panties, which as Jennies had been, was wet with her cunt fluids.  She slipped them off, and I could now see she had a dense bush of black hair.  She then turned so her back was towards me, took her left hand and using her first two fingers opened her cunt lips.   She reached back with her right hand to hold the back of the sofa. Then lowered herself down towards my lap.  I held my cock and guided it to the entrance of her cunt and the fingers she was using to hold her cunt open.  I let her lower herself down, and soon I was fully imbedded in her. Her cunt was very tight, but warm and wet.

After a brief stop, Maggie started moving up and down.  The sensation was wonderful.  As she did so, she said that she’d only given her boyfriends oral sex and that now, about to start college, and away from Glasgow, she was ready for her first fuck.  No wonder she was tight, as she was the first - and only - virgin I have had.

Maggie was now shouting that it felt so good and speeded up her movements.  I started to thrust into her and slipping her two bunches of hair over her shoulders I moved my hands onto her little tits, and using her silky long hair played with them and pinched her nipples which were almost a centimetre long.  She then said “ Oh yes, quicker, I’m nearly there.  Fuck me, fuck me, harder“.  And with a series of judders came several times.

As Jenny was not using any protection, I asked Maggie if I could cum in her.  She replied that, she’d prepared herself and was on the pill.   I now thrust even harder, and Maggie soon had another orgasm as I shot deep inside her.   Lifting herself off my still firm cock, she stretched out on her front and gave me another blowjob, this time taking the small amount of spunk I had left into her mouth and then rolling it around before swallowing it down.  Leaving me drained, she said that she and Jenny had better get to bed, as they had to work the next morning. So waking Jenny, they quickly dressed.

Before leaving they asked when my next days off were.  I told them that I had two days off next week. They said if they could arrange it, could I take them each out to see some of the local sights. They knew I had a BSA 650, and that it would also be their first time on a motorbike.  Another new experience for them.  I did take them to many places during the summer, and fucked them both many times.  It was a really great summer.   

Francis.   part 2 continues the story:
 

ica Viking ship that’s there.

We parked and we walked around the ‘attraction’.  There’s not much to see and like many tourist attractions - such as the ‘Mannikin Piss’ in Brussels - you often wonder what all the fuss was about.  Maggie then suggested that, as she had not yet tried her new bikini, that some sunbathing on the beach was in order.  The tide was just starting to go out, but I explained that the beach, in the bay, was a muddy area beloved of bait diggers.

Instead I proposed that we head towards Minster and the nearby lavender fields.  We would find some grassy areas where she could sunbath, without sand getting in any nooks and crannies.  I had explored the area many times whilst growing up and took her to a secluded grassy area near a walkers footpath.  Maggie spread out some towels from the bag she had loaded on the bike.

She took off the leather jacket I’d leant her and took out her new bikini - electric blue with white edging.  Taking off her jeans, then her blue cotton top, she showed her tiny ‘A’ cup breasts which were braless.  Next she slid her black lacy panties down her long slim legs and stepped out of them and quickly pulled on the bikini bottoms.  Her dense black pubic hair peeked out from the gusset, in sharp contrast to the white edging and her pale skin.   She looked down.

“I knew these were skimpier than my old one piece, but I hadn’t thought you’d see so much of my bush!”, she exclaimed.
 
“I think it looks sexy”, I retorted, “but if you don’t like it I could always help you with the problem?”  I had also stripping down to a pair of swim shorts, and seeing her naked and with her bush escaping from her briefs had caused me to start becoming erect.

“You should be so lucky” she answered.

She bent to pick up the top, giving me a superb view of her arse as the material of the briefs stretched over her bum.  The narrow strip of fabric slipped between the lips of her cunt lips - exposing even more of her pubic hair.  She stood up holding the top, her tiny tits were beautiful and the nipples stiffened as a light breeze, heavy with the scent of lavender from the nearby fields, passed over them.  Maggie slipped the halter over her head and tied the white string  - that formed part of the edging - behind her back. She then pulled the miniscule triangles of the top in place over her breasts.

Maggie rummaged in her basket and brought out a bottle of sun lotion.  Then she tossed it to me before lying facedown on the towels.  I put some of the lotion onto my palms, then kneeling astride her I rubbed it onto her back.  Maggie moved her French plait so I could reach up to her neck.  I massaged the cream from the edge of her briefs up to her neck and down to the side of her breasts.  Then, as it was in the way, I undid the thin strap of the top.  My cock was pushing into her buttocks.  She let out a slight moan and reached back to rub the bulge that was pressed against her, which made it stiffer.

Maggie moved underneath me. I could now work on her front. My hands now massaged her tits - the areola were like smaller breasts atop her tiny mounds, with pale pink nipples at their summit.  Maggie was becoming increasingly excited and emitted gentle moans of pleasure.  I move so that I was lying alongside her.  I kissed her neck then planted delicate kisses over her face.  She moved and our lips met; our tongues sort each other and we were now in a passionate clinch.

My hand moved to her bikini briefs, brushing over her pubic mound with increasing pressure.  The material started to dampen, the blue material darkening.  Maggie’s moans became louder.  I slid the bottoms down her legs as Maggie raised her bum and they were soon around her knees, the materials stretched as Maggie parted her thighs.  My fingers probed her dense bush, finding the groove of her cunt as her labia opened, her love juice soaking my fingers.  They travelled up and down the labia, parting the rosy pink lips and then pushing into her vagina.  My two fingers were deeply embedded; I started pushing them in and out as my thumb firmly rubbed against her clitoral hood.  Maggie was shouting encouragement as she pushed herself hard against my digits, before exclaiming that she was cumming.

I knelt between her open legs.  Then raising them, before sliding the damp scrap of material further down her legs until it was off.  I moved Maggie onto her side and positioned the upper leg so that her knee was bent and slightly raised.  Straddling the lower leg I thrust slowly, letting my cock all but leaving her tight wet cunt, before leaning forward to fully enter her.  All of my cock was in her.  As I pushed backwards and forwards, Maggie moved her upper leg to vary the area of her vagina that was being stimulated, and the pressure on her clit.  As her orgasm built up she shouted for me to thrust harder and faster.  Her cries became urgent and noisy.  I felt her vagina contract and after several more strokes I spurted jets of spunk into her.  Rolling off her, we kissed.  Suddenly we heard a couple of walkers travelling along the footpath.   We rapidly made our selves presentable, before they could see us in our semi-secluded niche.

Maggie took some refreshment from her basket and while we consumed this she asked if we could go elsewhere to fuck.  I suggested we go to my house, to which she rapidly agreed.  So we dressed quickly and packed her basket and towels in the bikes top box.  We set off and were soon at my house - about 8 miles away.

Once inside I reminded her that she had said her bush was very visible with her new bikini.  Then I suggested that I help trim it and shave her.  At first she was unsure - I didn’t know if this was about shaving in general or if she trusted me to do it.  I finally convinced her and I rushed to collect what was required for her depilation.

The thought alone had me hard and while on my mission, I stripped, then put on a pair of boxers; my hard on slipping through the opening.  Maggie had stripped off except for her bikini briefs; the front of them was wet with her juices and my semen that had leaked out during our ride home.  She laughed as I entered the room, with my cock poking out from the front of my boxer shorts.

 “You might as well take them off” she giggled.  “It will feel more comfortable”.

I took them off, after putting the shaving implements down on the floor and placed a towel on the sofa.  Maggie then sat on it with her back against the back of the sofa and her feet placed up near the front edge.  In this position with her legs wide apart I had a great view of her bushy cunt.  Maggie still had second thoughts and asked me to be careful; she questioned how much I was going to remove.

“How much do you want me to take off?”  I replied.

“Start with it all below my clit and a ‘V’ above.”  Maggie answered.  “Then I’ll see what it l looks like.”

Using a pair of scissors I reduced her growth to a more manageable length; trimming the hair as short as I could.  The probing of my fingers had caused her cunt to open and her fluids mingled with the remaining hair, running down onto the towel.  Then I spread shaving cream all over the pubic area and between her butt cheeks, including around her anus.  I resisted the temptation to ease a finger into her puckered hole.  As the area became devoid of hair, it became difficult to know who was more stimulated.  My erection was becoming painful and her juices more copious.  I shaved from the top of her slit; her cunt was now bare, but it had been slow work.  The area between her cunt and her anal area was also very hairy and it was delicate work to remove it all.  I now tidied the region above her now engorged cunt.  I evenly removed hair from first one side, then the other, stopping several times for Maggie to decide if more should go.  Soon there was so little that she decided it would be more work shaving just a small ‘V’ than if it was all gone.  That was what I had hoped would be the end result, and I quickly had the area totally smooth and hairless.  Her swimwear problem was now solved. 

Using a damp flannel I wiped any remaining foam and dried her with a towel.  You could now see her beautiful vulva.  There was a short, smooth hood covering her clit, which peeked out from its hiding place; two small petals formed her inner lips that only covered the upper half of her open slit.  Their delicate edges tinged a darker brown- mauve colour.

My face was drawn to her and I eased my tongue into her cleft, running it up and down, before stabbing my tongue firmly into her, my thumbs pressing either side of her clitoral hood.  Her clit become engorged and I flicked my tongue rapidly over it.

“Fucking hell that’s great.” said Maggie; “It’s so fucking sensitive now.”  Then she pushed my head hard onto her cunt.  “Oh yes!  Keep going!” she exclaimed, “That’s it, I’m cumming.”

She let out a shout and relaxed her grip on my head, then slumped back on the sofa.  I knelt so that my cock was near her cunt, then placing the tip against her labia and slid into her.  My thrusts were urgent and Maggie quickly had a series of orgasms which gripped my cock and I soon came, blasting man cream deep inside.  I pulled out and saw my fluid dribble out of her and run down towards her arse.

It was late afternoon and my parents would soon be home, so we soon left and I took Maggie back to her staff digs and the room she shared with Jenny.

Back at her room we were soon kissing on her bed.  Maggie stripped off her jeans and I copied her - then our tops.  Maggie still had on the blue and white bikini bottoms.  Though with more spunk soaked into them; they would definitely need a good wash before she wore them again.  The smell of her juices mixed with my spunk was stimulating and heady.  After more kissing I pushed a hand into her bikini and found her wet and open.  When I told that she was very wet, she said the fabric had been rubbing against her clit.  She then pondered if the same would happen while she was a work - if it did, she said she’d have to have regular wanking sessions during her shift, or not wear panties.  Both these suggestion made me horny and I said if we were on the same shift may be I could help.

As I started to finger fuck her I pulled the bikini pants down. As they reached her thighs we heard a key in the door and Jenny entered, having finished her shift.  Looking at us she stared at Maggie’s now newly hairless pussy, with two of my fingers wedged up it, while she was moaning with pleasure.

“You dirty cow!” exclaimed Jenny; “You’ve shaved your quim.”

Coming closer she couldn’t take her eyes off Maggie’s smooth hairless pussy.  As she advance towards us she pulled open the press-studs of her work overall and it was dropped onto the floor.  She was now next to us, standing in a simple white bra, pink panties, short white socks and trainers.  Jenny was fascinated.  Maggie looked at her and told her to feel how smooth it was.  Kneeling to feel its silky texture, she nervously touched the bare skin around Maggie’s slit.

“He did it, and it’s made my pussy so sensitive and I can feel even more when he goes down on me.” Maggie told Jenny.

Jenny then turned to me, kissed me and asked if I’d shave her too.  I of course agreed and while I continued to frig Maggie, Jenny fetched some ladies razors, foam and towels.  As Maggie came, Jenny put a towel on her bed, then took off her bra and trainers.  I was erect as I watched her slipping her panties down her legs and stepped out of them.  Her pale blonde hair was much less dense and her cunt lips were already visible.  She sat on her single bed, legs raised and wide apart.  Maggie spread shaving foam over her friend’s cunt and when she had finished I started shaving Jenny.

Maggie took hold of my hard cock and slowly wanked me, while her other hand rubbed her pussy mound before slipping a finger into herself and rubbing her clit with her thumb.  I had difficulty concentrating on the shaving, but somehow managed.  Fortunately Jenny’s cunt hair was downy and sparse, so it was easier to depilate the area.  When I had finished Maggie fetched a damp washcloth and cleaned any hair or foam away.

The shaving had aroused her and Jenny’s cunt was wet with pussy juice and gapped open.  Jenny said it needed further attention and told me to lie on the bed.  Then she straddled me.  She held her cunt open and gripping my prick with the other hand, guided me into her pussy.  She ground up and down with increasing speed and as I thrust to match her rhythm I shortly released into her.  This seemed to bring her off several times and she pushed down forcefully, forcing me deep into her while I was still shooting jets of semen deep in her vagina.  I was surprised she had let me cum in her, as last time she had me pull out, as she was unprotected.  Later she told me she’d had a coil fitted ready for college and me.  Jenny still gently ground against my cock, which was semi hard and still inside her.  Her motion caused me to stiffen fully.  Maggie shouted at Jenny that she was a greedy cow and that is was her turn and gave her a gentle push.

“OK, but I’m nearly there.” said Jenny and giving several rapid, forceful thrusts she came again.

She rolled off; saying it was Maggie’s turn.  My cock was slick with cunt fluid and my cum.  Maggie now squatted over me and grinding onto my prick she bounced up and down, while I rubbed her love bud.  Jenny had recovered slightly and moved so we could kiss, so I started frigging her until we were all soon cumming.

We lay together, with a girl on either side of me and were gently kissing and stroking each other, before drifting into a short refreshing sleep.  On waking we went out for food and an evening with some of the staff we had made friends with in one of the local bars.  Later, as I was over the driving limit, I crashed in their room and the girls took turns to share the single bed I was in.  They both fucked me during the night, and had me lick out their newly shaved pussies, as the shaving had made them especially randy.

Francis


           



 

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He had changed after showering – a pale green cotton 'Oxford' shirt, putty coloured chinos and suede loafers. He lay on the king-sized bed and texted Jane; letting her know the number of the room. He had an hour left till she was expected. So he mused as to how he would greet her. While he gave an air of confidence, which women seemed to like, underneath he was nervous; he thought that Jane would be just as nervous as he was, while on her drive from work to the hotel. He decided what he would do and checked that he had everything ready for her.

His mobile phone buzzed and he found he had a message. Jane had jut parked her car, and was on her way to the room. Steve sat on the bed and while his stomach churned, he ran through his opening moves.

There was a knock on the door, and he arose from the bed. He opened the door and took Jane's over-night bag from her, and with the other hand, took her hand in his and led her into the room. He slipped her bag onto the baggage stand. He turned and faced her and lifting her chin gently kissed her.

“At last, young lady, I thought you'd never arrive.”

He led her towards the bed and stood in front of her. He slipped her jacket of her shoulders and tossed it onto the nearby sofa. Her white shirt was semi-see through and he could see her full breasts in the black bra she was wearing. From the pocket of his chino's, he pulled a fine silky scarf; he made it into a loop and slid a wrist into it, and wrapped the other wrist in the tail that was left and a knot tied in the gap made between the wrist, which securely held them together.

Another scarf was then tied around her head so as to act as a blindfold.

With that he took her over to the bed, and sat on the edge. Still holding her hand he pulled her so that she started to fall and as she did so, he moved her so she was bent over his thighs. Jane had moved so as to help Steve have her in this position.

She to had been keyed up for the mutually satisfying reunion with the man that had sparked that special desire in her. Not just the tingling in her breasts and vulva, but the feeling that he knew how to fulfil the other desire she harboured.

She had - since a teenager – needed a man to 'take her in hand', and apply a spanking and caning to her. Now, single again, she had the confidence to find and at last have her bottom given the long awaited 'therapy' it needed. This was not for 'punishment' but to give her pleasure – just like sex did. If fact, to her it was now as important as sex. The idea alone made her wet, and she knew that she would need to cum after she had received her spanking. It added a frisson that added to the encounter she was about to experience. Now she was bent over his lap.

Steve had been so keyed up he had not noticed what she had been wearing. Now he took in the sight that Jane presented to him. He had helped her pull off the jacket of her black suit. Her skirt was tight across her bottom, and her legs were covered by black nylons; he was now rubbing her bottom prior to the first spank, and he moved lower on to her thighs, where he felt them to be stockings, with the tell-tale fastenings of her suspender belt. He felt a slight stirring just knowing she was wearing them.

He raised is hand and brought it down one of her buttocks, followed by 5 more – alternating between the two curved halves of her rump, still tightly covered by her skirt. He held the hem and eased it up her legs, past the darker band of her stocking tops, the fastenings of her black suspender belt coming into view. Her skin above the stockings seemed a pale compared with the dark lingerie. Pulling the hem further up and over her bottom to the level of her white shirt, her lacy black panties were visible, and then completely exposed. Jane had squirmed so as to help the uncovering of her rear. Steve again caressed her bottom. There was the start of the warming and reddening the spanking would cause. He now continued to spank each buttock in turn; not hard but allowing the sensation to develop. He spent time between each series of slaps, exploring the area of her bottom and thighs; some of the slaps had been to the top of her thighs, which had Jane make muffled cries when he did so. Steve found he was becoming hard as the spanking continued. He now needed to see the bare bottom of this very attractive woman on his lap. His hands reached the waistband of her panties, and slowly pulled them down, over the fleshly mounts and along Jane's long legs until they were at her knees. Her passed his hands up her inner thighs – slowly and deliberately. Jane let out a guttural sigh. She too was becoming excited. He took care to not touch the intimate area of her vulva, he wanted to tease her and bring her to a more heightened level of sexual stimulation before he touched her there; though he was finding it harder and harder not to touch her intimately. As he reached her reddened globes, he could see Jane was becoming moist as her excitement increased.

He again started spanking her. The bareness increasing the pleasure of it for him. The tactile feel of bare skin was more sensual and erotic, especially with her bottom framed by the stockings and suspender belt. As he alternated the spanking and caressing, he enjoyed the movements it caused Jane to make . She kicked her legs and increased the squirming on his lap. Her cries were becoming more those of pleasure than of pain. Her panties had slipped down her legs and were now almost completely off, hanging from one ankle.

Steve started to feel dampness on his right thigh. As he caressed her bottom he moved lower, down on to her thighs; stroking first the left one moving down to the delicate, soft space behind her knee. Then moving over to the right thigh, staying briefly behind her knee, lightly touching the delicate skin; and the traversing the length of this thigh. He was careful to bring his finger as close to her labia as he could, but without touching them. He could though feel the sticky female juices that had dampened his own lap.

Jane was wet, and as he drew his fingers up her thigh. She was willing him to touch the delicate petals of her labia; they were ready for the attention. Her wetness ready to allow even more attention, to allow the invasion of his fingers into her. But he deliberately did not. He would, but he was teasing her. Making her wait, making her even more tense and excited. She let a deep moan leave her lips. She would have pushed back so that he touched her labia, but he was again making circular movement over her buttocks, and her opportunity was lost. Steve continued with the spanking. A warm glowing had spread. From the red cheeks through her, so that the warmth was also reaching her sex.

As he continued, the warmth was spreading further up her body, up to her breasts, making her nipples stiff. She could not tell if it was just the spanking or her becoming sexually excited – or a mix of the too. She didn't care the sensations were delicious. This was better than she thought it would be – much better.  She was so worked up she would have to be fucked soon................

br style="font-weight: bold" />I was sitting in the corner of the classroom, sat on a set of low cupboards and draws, and it was a Friday morning.  I was a student teacher, and at this early stage of the course I was doing a mixture of classroom observations and giving lessons.  I had left a well paid job as a representative for a large drugs company.  I hated the job, and was always away from home.  It did mean that before I became a student again at thirty, I at least had a flat that was paid for, enough in the bank to more than cover the years course, and having given back the company car, a newish Audi TT coupe.  It was the autumn term, and I was at a girls secondary school in a wealthy district of the town.  Most of the pupils were bright and from privileged backgrounds.   

The school had a strict uniform code: white shirts and school ties - blue and  silver-grey broad stripes with a thin colour stripe to denote the year a pupil was in - grey or navy pleated skirts or trousers; white, black or navy socks, or opaque black or navy tights; low heeled plain, black lace-ups, ‘Mary-Jane’ or loafer style shoes; and optional navy pullovers, cardigans, or blazers - with a silver-grey edging.  There was also a blue gingham shift dress option for the warmer weather.  

The class I was observing was in a temporary ‘port-a-cabin’, as the school was building an new ‘wing‘, including a theatre, so some of the classroom were closed during this building work.  To the left and front, was a group of students and the board was in front of me.  The pupils were thirteen to fourteen years old.  The lesson was a maths one, and it was the last lesson of the morning.  Some of the class were struggling to pay attention.

Doing observation required me to keep my attention on how the lesson was , and the way it was received by the students.  Near the end  the of the lesson, one of the girls - Toni - was finding it especially hard to concentrate on the lesson.  As her concentration failed, she had started swinging her legs open and closed.  It started to become a distraction to my observation whenever I needed to look at that part of the classroom.  Toni slumped down in her chair, and as she did so, I could not help but notice that as she opened her legs, I thought I could detect a brief glimpse of white cotton panties.  My eyes, like a ships lookout and a lighthouse, were attracted.  The opening and closing of her young teenage thighs, showed like the beam from the lighthouse - her white panty cover cunt, a bright light in the dark shadowed region under her short skirt.  Her grey skirt rode up even more, exposing a clear view of her panties, the material tight against her young pussy.  I was sure that I could make out a grove, as the panties were drawn into a ‘camel toe’, and a slight difference in colour as her juices were absorbed by the cotton.

One could not help notice that she was one of the more mature girls in the class, and also that her shirt was tight against her budding breasts, a delightfully firm ‘B’ cup.  Her neat, light brown shoulder length hair, was pulled back into a pony tail.  As I’m sure you can guess, I was starting to become erect.  I knew that this girl was far too young to be legal, even though she was at the point of being a woman - she was what you could call a ‘child-woman’, even if not recognised by the laws of the land, it did not stop them being horny and extremely desirable.

I was still drawn to the beacon of her white panties each time I needed to observe that part of the classroom.  Suddenly I noticed her look up and look straight at me.  Was I imagining it?  Then I found that she was leaving her legs spread open for longer; then she slid even further down in her chair, exposing even more of her crotch, and at the same time stopped closing her thighs.  I looked away - may be to quickly - and  I tried to avoid that part of the classroom.  My cock was now almost fully erect and becoming uncomfortable.  But I could not help but be drawn back to the erotic sight of Toni’s gusset; when I did, she was staring straight at me, and a smile formed on her face.  Shit, had she noticed me looking up her skirt?  Was she now deliberately showing me more of her teenaged, panty covered cunt?  Had I been that obvious?

Fortunately, the bell rang for the end of the class, and the pupils left the classroom for the lunch break.  When I left, I noticed that Toni had not gone directly into the main building, but had gone around the side.  As this was unexpected, I followed her.  I found her by the large trash bins in a relatively secluded area.  I carefully positioned myself so I could see her and hopefully, so that she could not see me.

As I did so, she lifted her skirt and pulled the now obviously damp gusset of her panties to one side, and held them so that her pussy was exposed, as was her sparsely haired pubis.  With her other index finger she ran it along the grove of her cunt and the moisture allowed it to easily slip passed her labia and she pushed in and out of the sopping wet cunt.  Another finger was pushed in along side the original one.  Her face started to contort with pleasure and her digits now concentrated on rubbing the hood of her clitoris.  Suddenly and quickly she came.  As she did so, I emerged from the corner and called her name.  She looked up and dropped her skirt, her face reddening with embarrassment.  What was I going to do now?  I thought quickly.  As a way of delaying any action I would take, I told her to see me in the form room that I shared with my teaching mentor at the end of the day.  I could see her juices coated her fingers, and I wished I could take them into my mouth and taste this young girls pussy cream.  To save both of us any more blushes I turned and headed for the main building, leaving Toni to rearrange her panties, skirt and composure.

Fortunately, Friday afternoons were a quiet time for me, so I could  consider what I was going to do.  But I could not help but see Toni’s white covered pussy and the sight of her masturbating in my mind.  Several times as I did so, I found I was getting another erection.  In between erections, I decided that I would just give the girl a stern rebuke, hoping I would be suitably convincing.  The end of the day approached and I dismissed the form I was nominally in charge of with my mentor.  I had not mentioned what I had seen and as she had a busy weekend planned, I was soon alone in the form room.


Toni knocked on the door and I called her in.  As she entered, she closed the door.  This was not what normally should happen with a teacher and lone pupil, but I was too concerned with how I  would tell her off.  Her white socks had slipped down her calves, her tie was loosened and the top button of her shirt was undone.  She looked like the naughty school girl  - one that I had caught wanking.  I was sitting at the teachers desk - a rather old fashioned styled piece of furniture, with two draw units either side of an opening with a solid back to it - all in a dark wood.  I pushed back on the castored chair and turned towards Toni, who now stood in front of me.  I told her while I could understand the new sexual desires that were becoming part of her life as she became a young woman, the school was not a place for them and whilst not being wrong, should be kept to a more suitable place - such as her bedroom.

“But Sir,” she exclaimed, “I also teased you in the classroom this morning, and I think as I was so naughty, I deserve more than just a ‘telling off’.”

I was shocked and was unsure what to do now: corporal punishment had long been banned in schools .  Toni though, took the initiative, and I was stunned when she placed her self across my lap and said that a spanking would be fit punishment for her ‘naughtiness’.  I did not know what to do!  Here was an under-aged girl flaunting her new found sexuality.  The sight before me though was erotic, and a man’s second brain took over as my cock started to become engorged.  Hormones had taken over too, and I was on auto-pilot.  I lifted the hem of her pleated grey skirt, and savoured the site of a pair of white regulation school knickers, tightly stretched over a  barely teenaged bottom.  I lifted my hand and hit alternate buttocks.  After six spanks, I wanted to see the effect, so took hold of the waistband of the panties and forcefully pulled them down the firm muscled thighs of this ‘Lolita’, until they where at her knees.  Toni let out a sigh of pleasure.

A series of hits came down on the increasingly red cheeks.  My erection pushed against the material of my chinos, and the firm nubile body over my knees.  The spanking was causing Toni to push against me and it was obvious that she was rubbing her pubis against me and was also becoming aroused.  After a further twelve slaps, I could feel her lubricating fluids soak into my cotton covered right leg.  As Toni ground her bare cunt against my thigh, her legs moved automatically in response to the spanking,  kicking up and down causing her school knickers to be forced down around her ankles, and from there to join her loafers on the floor.

Toni became more animated, and soon she was close to an orgasm.  I gentle caressed her smooth buttocks, feeling the warmth that the spanking had caused.  I could feel the warmth coming from her excited cunt and eased my hand down to touch the engorged labia, and the slick, sticky fluid that had soaked her cunt and now flowed down her thighs. As I stroked the area and her golden-brown pubic hair, my fingers were coated with her juice, as I raised them to my mouth, tasting the fresh young girls cunt fluids. She placed a clenched hand to her mouth and a muffled cry could be heard.  She went limp and slid off my knees.  She looked up at me, and squatted on her knees.

“Thank you Sir” she said, and with a grin on her face, looked at my chinos, and placed her hands on the bulge and briefly stroked it before pulling the zipper down and easing my hard cock out of it tented covering.  Holding the base and firmly rubbing the shaft up and down, she lent forward and with the tip of her tongue circled the glands of my circumcised cock.  After a few rotations of the glands, Toni dripped saliva over the tip and used her tongue to coat it.

At this point there was a knock on the door and as the door opened.  The minx playing with my cock, quickly shuffled backwards under the desk and I followed her, so she was hidden under the desk and hidden from the door way.  Mrs. Redman - the deputy-head - entered the room and asked why I had not left to start the weekend.  I told her I was just collecting some items ready to work on some lesson plans, and I should not be much longer.  With this she wished me a good weekend, while my mind reeled, both with shocked thoughts of being caught with a thirteen year old girl sucking my cock and the an image of frightful prison scenes.  Thankfully she had not noticed the knickers and loafers on the floor!

While Mrs Redman closed the door, Toni’s open mouth engulfed the top of my cock and as the speed of the pumping motion of her hand increased, she took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could, pumped on the hard flesh staff.  Having been aroused most of the afternoon with thoughts of the teasing display in the classroom, and observing Toni masturbating, it did not take long until I was feeling the tingle in my balls which signals that ejaculation is imminent.  Now we were alone again, I reached forward and held her silky haired head and forced it further onto my cock.  As I felt the back of her throat touch the head of my cock, I released five blasts of sperm into her mouth.  I pulled my penis out of her mouth and one last shot of seed hit her on the crease between her lower lip and her chin.

Toni looked up with a mischievous grin, and with the index finger of her right hand wiped the viscous white ejaculate from her face, and onto the tip of her tongue, then into her open mouth.  I could see the man fluid in her mouth, before she licked her lips and swallowed, then showed me her open mouth again, but now empty of sperm.  An ecstatic cry left her mouth and she asked if that had been good, as it was the first time she had had a cock in her mouth and felt and tasted spunk.  I told her it had been as good as any I had known, and it was a wonderful first cock sucking.

“Thank you Sir,” she said, “Is that all for now?  Though I know it won’t be the last time I’ll need to be punished and hopefully a fucking too.”

“Yes, that’s all for now, you dirty little bitch,” I replied, still shocked from the events of the day, and not being caught by the deputy head.  Toni then stood up - picking up the knickers - and kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear to meet her, in my car near the entrance of a nearby park tomorrow at 10 am.  Before I could reply, Toni had  placed her panties in my shirt pocket, slipped on her shoes, then skipped out of the room.  I was left to tuck myself away and zip up.

What would happen tomorrow?  What had the dirty little minx planned for me?  I left for home and to take pleasure in the damp, cunt perfumed girls panties till then.


Continued in Part 2:  ‘Toni in the Motel’

ns.  I had left a well paid job as a representative for a large drugs company.  I hated the job, and was always away from home.  It did mean that before I became a student again at thirty, I at least had a flat that was paid for, enough in the bank to more than cover the years course, and having given back the company car, a newish Audi TT coupe.  It was the autumn term, and I was at a girls secondary school in a wealthy district of the town.  Most of the pupils were bright and from privileged backgrounds.   

The school had a strict uniform code: white shirts and school ties - blue and  silver-grey broad stripes with a thin colour stripe to denote the year a pupil was in - grey or navy pleated skirts or trousers; white, black or navy socks, or opaque black or navy tights; low heeled plain, black lace-ups, ‘Mary-Jane’ or loafer style shoes; and optional navy pullovers, cardigans, or blazers - with a silver-grey edging.  There was also a blue gingham shift dress option for the warmer weather.  

The class I was observing was in a temporary ‘port-a-cabin’, as the school was building an new ‘wing‘, including a theatre, so some of the classroom were closed during this building work.  To the left and front, was a group of students and the board was in front of me.  The pupils were thirteen to fourteen years old.  The lesson was a maths one, and it was the last lesson of the morning.  Some of the class were struggling to pay attention.

Doing observation required me to keep my attention on how the lesson was , and the way it was received by the students.  Near the end  the of the lesson, one of the girls - Toni - was finding it especially hard to concentrate on the lesson.  As her concentration failed, she had started swinging her legs open and closed.  It started to become a distraction to my observation whenever I needed to look at that part of the classroom.  Toni slumped down in her chair, and as she did so, I could not help but notice that as she opened her legs, I thought I could detect a brief glimpse of white cotton panties.  My eyes, like a ships lookout and a lighthouse, were attracted.  The opening and closing of her young teenage thighs, showed like the beam from the lighthouse - her white panty cover cunt, a bright light in the dark shadowed region under her short skirt.  Her grey skirt rode up even more, exposing a clear view of her panties, the material tight against her young pussy.  I was sure that I could make out a grove, as the panties were drawn into a ‘camel toe’, and a slight difference in colour as her juices were absorbed by the cotton.

One could not help notice that she was one of the more mature girls in the class, and also that her shirt was tight against her budding breasts, a delightfully firm ‘B’ cup.  Her neat, light brown shoulder length hair, was pulled back into a pony tail.  As I’m sure you can guess, I was starting to become erect.  I knew that this girl was far too young to be legal, even though she was at the point of being a woman - she was what you could call a ‘child-woman’, even if not recognised by the laws of the land, it did not stop them being horny and extremely desirable.

I was still drawn to the beacon of her white panties each time I needed to observe that part of the classroom.  Suddenly I noticed her look up and look straight at me.  Was I imagining it?  Then I found that she was leaving her legs spread open for longer; then she slid even further down in her chair, exposing even more of her crotch, and at the same time stopped closing her thighs.  I looked away - may be to quickly - and  I tried to avoid that part of the classroom.  My cock was now almost fully erect and becoming uncomfortable.  But I could not help but be drawn back to the erotic sight of Toni’s gusset; when I did, she was staring straight at me, and a smile formed on her face.  Shit, had she noticed me looking up her skirt?  Was she now deliberately showing me more of her teenaged, panty covered cunt?  Had I been that obvious?

Fortunately, the bell rang for the end of the class, and the pupils left the classroom for the lunch break.  When I left, I noticed that Toni had not gone directly into the main building, but had gone around the side.  As this was unexpected, I followed her.  I found her by the large trash bins in a relatively secluded area.  I carefully positioned myself so I could see her and hopefully, so that she could not see me.

As I did so, she lifted her skirt and pulled the now obviously damp gusset of her panties to one side, and held them so that her pussy was exposed, as was her sparsely haired pubis.  With her other index finger she ran it along the grove of her cunt and the moisture allowed it to easily slip passed her labia and she pushed in and out of the sopping wet cunt.  Another finger was pushed in along side the original one.  Her face started to contort with pleasure and her digits now concentrated on rubbing the hood of her clitoris.  Suddenly and quickly she came.  As she did so, I emerged from the corner and called her name.  She looked up and dropped her skirt, her face reddening with embarrassment.  What was I going to do now?  I thought quickly.  As a way of delaying any action I would take, I told her to see me in the form room that I shared with my teaching mentor at the end of the day.  I could see her juices coated her fingers, and I wished I could take them into my mouth and taste this young girls pussy cream.  To save both of us any more blushes I turned and headed for the main building, leaving Toni to rearrange her panties, skirt and composure.

Fortunately, Friday afternoons were a quiet time for me, so I could  consider what I was going to do.  But I could not help but see Toni’s white covered pussy and the sight of her masturbating in my mind.  Several times as I did so, I found I was getting another erection.  In between erections, I decided that I would just give the girl a stern rebuke, hoping I would be suitably convincing.  The end of the day approached and I dismissed the form I was nominally in charge of with my mentor.  I had not mentioned what I had seen and as she had a busy weekend planned, I was soon alone in the form room.


Toni knocked on the door and I called her in.  As she entered, she closed the door.  This was not what normally should happen with a teacher and lone pupil, but I was too concerned with how I  would tell her off.  Her white socks had slipped down her calves, her tie was loosened and the top button of her shirt was undone.  She looked like the naughty school girl  - one that I had caught wanking.  I was sitting at the teachers desk - a rather old fashioned styled piece of furniture, with two draw units either side of an opening with a solid back to it - all in a dark wood.  I pushed back on the castored chair and turned towards Toni, who now stood in front of me.  I told her while I could understand the new sexual desires that were becoming part of her life as she became a young woman, the school was not a place for them and whilst not being wrong, should be kept to a more suitable place - such as her bedroom.

“But Sir,” she exclaimed, “I also teased you in the classroom this morning, and I think as I was so naughty, I deserve more than just a ‘telling off’.”

I was shocked and was unsure what to do now: corporal punishment had long been banned in schools .  Toni though, took the initiative, and I was stunned when she placed her self across my lap and said that a spanking would be fit punishment for her ‘naughtiness’.  I did not know what to do!  Here was an under-aged girl flaunting her new found sexuality.  The sight before me though was erotic, and a man’s second brain took over as my cock started to become engorged.  Hormones had taken over too, and I was on auto-pilot.  I lifted the hem of her pleated grey skirt, and savoured the site of a pair of white regulation school knickers, tightly stretched over a  barely teenaged bottom.  I lifted my hand and hit alternate buttocks.  After six spanks, I wanted to see the effect, so took hold of the waistband of the panties and forcefully pulled them down the firm muscled thighs of this ‘Lolita’, until they where at her knees.  Toni let out a sigh of pleasure.

A series of hits came down on the increasingly red cheeks.  My erection pushed against the material of my chinos, and the firm nubile body over my knees.  The spanking was causing Toni to push against me and it was obvious that she was rubbing her pubis against me and was also becoming aroused.  After a further twelve slaps, I could feel her lubricating fluids soak into my cotton covered right leg.  As Toni ground her bare cunt against my thigh, her legs moved automatically in response to the spanking,  kicking up and down causing her school knickers to be forced down around her ankles, and from there to join her loafers on the floor.

Toni became more animated, and soon she was close to an orgasm.  I gentle caressed her smooth buttocks, feeling the warmth that the spanking had caused.  I could feel the warmth coming from her excited cunt and eased my hand down to touch the engorged labia, and the slick, sticky fluid that had soaked her cunt and now flowed down her thighs. As I stroked the area and her golden-brown pubic hair, my fingers were coated with her juice, as I raised them to my mouth, tasting the fresh young girls cunt fluids. She placed a clenched hand to her mouth and a muffled cry could be heard.  She went limp and slid off my knees.  She looked up at me, and squatted on her knees.

“Thank you Sir” she said, and with a grin on her face, looked at my chinos, and placed her hands on the bulge and briefly stroked it before pulling the zipper down and easing my hard cock out of it tented covering.  Holding the base and firmly rubbing the shaft up and down, she lent forward and with the tip of her tongue circled the glands of my circumcised cock.  After a few rotations of the glands, Toni dripped saliva over the tip and used her tongue to coat it.

At this point there was a knock on the door and as the door opened.  The minx playing with my cock, quickly shuffled backwards under the desk and I followed her, so she was hidden under the desk and hidden from the door way.  Mrs. Redman - the deputy-head - entered the room and asked why I had not left to start the weekend.  I told her I was just collecting some items ready to work on some lesson plans, and I should not be much longer.  With this she wished me a good weekend, while my mind reeled, both with shocked thoughts of being caught with a thirteen year old girl sucking my cock and the an image of frightful prison scenes.  Thankfully she had not noticed the knickers and loafers on the floor!

While Mrs Redman closed the door, Toni’s open mouth engulfed the top of my cock and as the speed of the pumping motion of her hand increased, she took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could, pumped on the hard flesh staff.  Having been aroused most of the afternoon with thoughts of the teasing display in the classroom, and observing Toni masturbating, it did not take long until I was feeling the tingle in my balls which signals that ejaculation is imminent.  Now we were alone again, I reached forward and held her silky haired head and forced it further onto my cock.  As I felt the back of her throat touch the head of my cock, I released five blasts of sperm into her mouth.  I pulled my penis out of her mouth and one last shot of seed hit her on the crease between her lower lip and her chin.

Toni looked up with a mischievous grin, and with the index finger of her right hand wiped the viscous white ejaculate from her face, and onto the tip of her tongue, then into her open mouth.  I could see the man fluid in her mouth, before she licked her lips and swallowed, then showed me her open mouth again, but now empty of sperm.  An ecstatic cry left her mouth and she asked if that had been good, as it was the first time she had had a cock in her mouth and felt and tasted spunk.  I told her it had been as good as any I had known, and it was a wonderful first cock sucking.

“Thank you Sir,” she said, “Is that all for now?  Though I know it won’t be the last time I’ll need to be punished and hopefully a fucking too.”

“Yes, that’s all for now, you dirty little bitch,” I replied, still shocked from the events of the day, and not being caught by the deputy head.  Toni then stood up - picking up the knickers - and kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear to meet her, in my car near the entrance of a nearby park tomorrow at 10 am.  Before I could reply, Toni had  placed her panties in my shirt pocket, slipped on her shoes, then skipped out of the room.  I was left to tuck myself away and zip up.

What would happen tomorrow?  What had the dirty little minx planned for me?  I left for home and to take pleasure in the damp, cunt perfumed girls panties till then.


Continued in Part 2:  ‘Toni in the Motel’