1. Blue Anniversary


    Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Jaymal, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    rejoicing in every penny he’d spent. “She’s loving this.” “So are you,” Clementine observed. “Are you ready to play your role?” “My role?” She explained, and his cock swelled against his trousers’ fastenings. “Improvise,” she said with a delectable wink. “Follow my lead...” He revelled in anticipation, as the secret door swung open and his lovely wife reappeared. This time Alexa was transformed. The red dress was gone, two items alone gracing her long-limbed body: a pleated skirt and a matching tie that traced the cleavage of her pert breasts. Her eyes were alive with mortified elation. Clementine perched cross-legged in her pencil skirt on the room’s mahogany desk. “Alexa,” she said levelly, “come where I can see you.” The plaid-skirted schoolgirl paced warily before the desk. “Raise your head, girl. Do you know why you’re here in my study?” “No.” Alexa assumed a shamefaced demeanour. “I think you do. Flirting with the boys and the teachers in that shameless little skirt… Flaunting everything you’ve got around my school… Even my vice-principal is distracted, isn’t that right, Mr Percival?” “Sorry?” Martin had been distracted by the curve of his wife’s back and her supple thighs. Remember, idiot, your name’s ‘Percival’ tonight. “Our new student distracts you, yes?” Clementine persisted. “She does. The tease diverts me from my work every day.” “You see?” the headmistress concluded. “That’s why you’re here with no panties on and your pretty tits on show. Understand?” “Yes, ...
    Miss Brodie.” Alexa bit her lip. “What are you going to do with me?” “It’s what you’re going to do. Come here, little slut.” Alexa blushed and paced forward meekly. ‘Miss Brodie’ grabbed her school tie and yanked her close. “From now on your slutty antics will be limited to this office. Out there – model student. In here…” She pulled on the tie and drew Alexa close. “…Something very different. Raise your skirt. Show Mr Percival that schoolgirl ass.” Alexa’s rear was involuntarily thrust out by the position in which Clementine was holding her. Martin gazed as his wife plucked up her pleated skirt, revealing the pert cheeks he’d first viewed in the church’s pastoral office. His hand caressed the swollen crotch of his trousers, as he embraced the fantasy being spun by their cunning hostess. Clementine stroked Alexa’s face, her hand gliding down in order to cup and squeeze one breast. The schoolgirl moaned deliciously. “That’s right, show off that ass.” Clementine’s warmth tempered her character’s malice. “Mr Percival, would you help with the lesson?” “With pleasure.” His wife’s fingers kept the skirt hitched about her waist, as he nestled his still-clad erection against her precocious rear. “She’s the naughtiest girl in the…” He almost said ‘congregation’. “…Student population.” “Without doubt. I suggest you take your cock out – let her feel what she does to a man.” “Excellent idea.” He scrabbled to unzip himself, while Alexa moaned like a virgin. “Not too hasty, Mr Percival,” ...
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