It was a Friday evening, and I was alone in my study at home. My wife said that she would be late because she was meeting a friend for a late afternoon coffee and chat. There was a soft knock on the front door, and I switched off my computer screen and went to see who was at the door.
I open the door and my eyes just about popped out. There was a stunning girl in a school dress that was clearly too small for her voluptuous body. The top button was missing and because the dress was at least one size too small, her full breasts were visible to my staring eyes. She was wearing school shoes but had fishnet stocking on. I felt the extreme rush of blood to the lower part of my body.
Girl:- “Good evening, Sir. Is your wife at home? I am selling cookies for our school fund. Do you think your wife would like to buy my cookies?”
Girl:- “ I see that you are staring at my short dress. Please excuse me, but I think it shrank a bit, and now it is so short that I find it difficult to keep myself covered…… May I, please, come in?”
Me: “Yes, please do. Would you like to sit down while I see if I have enough money for you?”
She sat down on the couch and looked around the room as if making sure that we were alone.
Girl:- “You have a lovely place, Sir. It is so nice and warm in here. May I take off my shoes so that I do not dirty your carpets?”
She puts the tin of cookies on the floor next to the couch and takes off one shoe at a time. She is very deliberate as she lifts her foot high enough to loosen the clasp in such a way that I can see that apart from the fishnet stocking she is not wearing a panty. My cock is throbbing as if it is attached to an electric wire.
Girl:- “Your floor is quite cold, Sir. Do you mind if I put my feet on the couch?”
I just nod my head, because words are suddenly not easy to utter.
Girl:- “What are you staring at, Sir? Oh, I am sorry. I did not realize that my dress was so short, and now you are looking up my dress. Please forgive me. Should I rather take my feet off the couch?”
Her dress (with a little bit of help from her) has now hiked up so far that I can clearly see her pussy through the fishnet stockings.
Me “No, p-p-please sit any way that you are comfortable. Y-y-your dress looks very nice” (I feel stupid for my remark about her dress looking nice, but I once heard that men have two heads, but only enough blood for one to work at a time, and at this point the small head was using every drop of blood in my body).
She takes over, and she talks as if I was part of the conversation. I just stare and take in the eroticism of the situation.
Girl:- (as she puts her hand between her legs) “Oh Sir, you say that you will buy some of my cookies if I touch myself. Sir? Like this?” She licks her finger and very gently rubs her clit that at this stage is protruding out one of the openings in her fishnet stockings. “Maybe you should bring your chair a little closer, Sir, so that you can see enough so that you will buy a lot of my cookies!”
I am within touching and smelling range in a flash. The room smells of sex. Her pussy is so wet that I can see it glistening from where I have placed my chair. Her eyes are dark with lust as she looks directly at me and slowly but deliberately rubs her middle-finger in circles over her open clit. The hood has pulled back because her clit is pushing through one of the openings in the fishnet stocking, and her little bud is sticking out like a thorn. I find it difficult to breathe. My cock is so hard that it wants to break and is screaming for release from my trousers.
Girl:- “It is getting hot in here. Do you mind if I loosen my dress just a little otherwise I am going to perspire? Is that OK with you, Sir?”
She does not wait for an answer but does not loosen it ‘a little’, she opens it all the way and allow her boobs to feel the cold, fresh air. She is not wearing a bra. Her nipples are hard and sensitive, and while her one hand is still busy with her pussy, the other hand goes to her nipple and she starts turning it between her fingers. As if this is not enough, she cups her one boob at the bottom and lifts it to her mouth and licks her nipple. She then blows on her wet nipple to make it even harder and more sensitive.
Girl:- “Oh my…. This feels so good if I rub my little Happy Place. Sir, are you OK? Is there something wrong with your trousers. Do you need help?”
I start fidgeting with my trousers because I just have to get my hard cock out from the restraints of my jockeys. I can feel the pre-cum dripping down the inside of my leg, and I am sure that she can see the wet spot that is forming.
Girl:- “Why are you looking at my mouth like that, Sir? Is there something that you want me to do for you?” She puts her finger in her mouth and sucks it and rolls her tongue around it.
At this stage, my throbbing cock jumps out as I get my trousers loose.
Girl:- “Goodness gracious, Sir, do you want me to put that in my mouth? It is too big, Sir! What? You promise to buy all my cookies if I suck on that.”
I am still speechless. The schoolgirl is in total control. I walk over to where she is sitting with her hand still rubbing her pussy at an increasing rate. Her eyes are even darker than they were a few minutes ago, and then her body starts shaking as a violent orgasm takes total control of her body. There is a heavy smell of sex in the air.
I walk over to her with my trousers that are now open and my cock that is standing at attention. She puts forward her little hand and takes my throbbing cock in it and pulls me closer. Her breathing is deep from the orgasm that she just had.
Girl:- “ Wow, Sir, it is big and hard. May I just lick around the tip for a while? I do not know what to do with it. I see it is dripping stuff from this little hole. You say I must just lick it like a lollypop and put it in my mouth.”
Her tongue starts licking me while her one hand fondles my balls. I watch as she slides her mouth over my cock. Her other hand goes back between her legs and she starts rubbing her clit again and I can hear her building up to her next orgasm.
Girl:- “I did not know that I could put it so deep in my mouth…..” She pushes down on my cock and I see it disappear all the way to the point that my balls are against her chin. She just keeps it there as I hear her making grunting sounds and her hand becomes a blur as she is rubbing her pussy. The sound of her hand in the wetness is so erotic and then her entire body starts shaking as she explodes in another orgasm. My face feels as if it is on fire. My body tingles and I cannot breathe as I feel my balls ready to burst and then I cum and cum and cum like never before. I feel my cum shooting out of me as if it is never going to stop.
She looks up at me with her dark eyes and cum dripping down the side of her mouth. She uses her finger to collect my cum from her lips and licks it off her finger and says, “That was so nice, but now I have a very funny feeling in my tummy and my pussy is pulsing and I am very wet between my legs. I feel that I must touch myself, but I need to take off these stockings.”
Her stockings are removed so quickly that my head is spinning and the next moment she leans back, pulls up her legs and then two of her fingers disappear into her pussy and she starts fingering herself as if there is no tomorrow. Her hand becomes a blur as she climbs the hill to yet another shaking orgasm.
I can hardly believe it when I notice that my erection is still just as hard and pulsing again.
Girl:- “Sir, you have to help me, please. My pussy is on fire. I do not know why, but won’t you please come and put your mouth here between my legs and lick it. Maybe that will help for the burning.” While she is still fingering herself and rubbing her clit with her other hand, I get out of my trousers in a flash and fall on my knees. I bury my head between her legs that are spread just for me.
Girl:- “Your mouth feels good and warm. Oh YESSSSS! Please don’t stop doing that. Yes, please lick on the tip. Yes, just like that. Oh dear, Sir, my pussy is on fire! Why am I shaking? Oh, I am going to cum again. Don’t stop! Lick me from deep under from the bottom of my pussy. Yes and now slowly up to my clit. Again! Again! Please don’t stop. I’m on fire. It looks good to see your mouth on my little pussy. Now please stick your tongue into the small hole. Deeper. Keep on doing that. Yesssss, I am burning up! Suck me. Harder. Harder! Bite my clit. Oh, I am cumming!”
I grab onto her wrists and pull myself tighter against her pussy as I keep on sucking and keep her cumming over and over until she starts fighting against me. She suddenly goes limp and I just listen to her hard breathing. I become very aware of my own pre-cum dripping down my leg and onto my carpet.
I sit back on the chair and start to pump my cock very slowly as she watches me. Her eyes glued to my head that is a deep purple and larger than I have every seen it. Pre-cum is steaming over my fingers as I continue. I look at her pussy that is so wet. She is playing with herself very slowly and very gently.
Girl:- “Bring that thing here. Come and hold it here at my pussy. I want to rub your head against my clit. Oh, that feels so good. You are hard and big and wet. Put the tip in my pussy. And again. A little deeper. Ohhhhhh. Keep on doing that. Yes. My pussy is hot, and it is burning when you do that. Let me rub your head against my clit again. I cannot wait any longer. Put it into me! Deeper! Pump it in me. Yes. Faster. I can feel your stuff pumping into my pussyyyyyyyyyy!”
At this stage we are both totally wild and we both grunt like wild animals as I cum a second time and fill her pussy with my cum.
Girl:- “Look what a mess you made of my pussy. Your white stuff is running out and onto my dress. See how big and swollen my clit is from everything that you did to me. I beter get dressed and go home now. Oh, you still owe me for the cookies. You DID say that you will buy them all. I have some more at home that I can bring to you on Saturday. Will that be OK?”
As she walks out the door she lifts her dress just enough for me to see her bum again and I feel a twitch between my legs. I never knew that my wife could look so good in her old school dress. Where has she been hiding it all these years?
Oh, and just by the way, this was not a fantasy story. This actually happened!
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