How I became my secretary's sissy secretary 6
The rest of the weekend was normal..............Well normal for us, as I was dressed in sexy lingerie with only peignoir to 'protect my modesty'.
For some reason I find it sexier to have something covering, or partially covering my lingerie, and my peignoir was black, totally see-through with frills all around the hem.
I loved the way that it almost floated over my body as I walked around.
When I woke up on Monday morning, and I could see my wife, still asleep, with the hem of her baby doll nightie risen up partially exposing her bum and I would have happily stayed there just admiring the view, and I could feel my cock begin to swell in the matching panties to the nightie that I was wearing.
But I put my sensible head on and got out of bed to have my shower to prepare for the day.
When I came back into the bedroom I could see my wife had laid out my lingerie for me to wear for today.
It was the red lacy bra, with matching panties and suspender belt and black stockings.
As there was a bra, and such a vibrant colour, I knew I would have to have to wear a jumper to hide it, but as the weather had turned cooled it would not look odd.
As I wrapped the suspender belt around my waist, my wife was watching me with a smile on her face.
I know I like watching my wife when she gets dressed and from the look on her face, she was enjoying what she was seeing.
I slid the stockings up my legs, enjoying the smooth sensation as they glided up my hairless legs, then attached the suspenders. Sometimes getting dressed can be as sexy as getting undressed.
I could see my wife's hand was under the bedcovers and from the movement I was sure she was playing with herself while watching me.
I quickly pulled on the lacy panties before my swelling cock got too big to be contained in its lacy confines.
Then I wrapped the bra around my body, and with a deftness that only comes after putting a bra on many times, clipped the bra together behind my back.
When my wife first found out about my liking for lingerie, she said that if I wanted to wear the clothes, I would have to learn to put them on like a 'real woman'.
My wife got up and knelt next to me on the bed and stroked my nipples through the lacy material of my bra and said "won't it be nice when you will be able to go to work with your tits doing justice to your bra."
I was slightly puzzled and said "what do you mean?"
"Well if our plan works, you can dress fully, you would like that, wouldn't you," she said as she lighty had her hand over my pantie covered cock.
I am not sure when it became 'our plan', but I know my cock gave a quick throb as she said that. She was using my cock as a sexual lie detector.
But I said " I am not sure if it would work, there is a new sales campaign starting next week, so it will be very busy."
"So are you saying that you wouldn't look forward to serving Linda in the office, being subservient to her," she replied.
I know my cock was beginning to throb, as the images of me kneeling in front of her filled my mind, so I could hardly deny the image was attractive, but I had to try to be sensible so I repeated about how busy it was, so unlikely to happen.
"Well," she said with a smile on her face "as long as you do your best, I think a treat would be in order. How would you like it if when you came home we could be two naughty schoolgirls."
I could feel my cock give another leap, and I am sure a little pre-cum was beginning to leak out.
The thought of both of us in our short, pleated, school uniforms was definitely something I would love.
And all she said was 'do my best,' so it would not matter if the plan was turned down.
I was feeling so randy at that moment I wanted to skip work, and go straight onto the schoolgirl phase of the day, but my wife got off the bed and headed for the shower to get ready for the day, leaving me with my panties tented out in a most unfeminine manner.
I had to be very careful when zipping my trousers up, and I was thinking the most unsexy, work related thoughts to make my cock go down.
I drove into work, and entered the office building, giving Ted, who ran the reception/security desk, a friendly nod of the head as a greeting.
Ted was almost a part of the furniture of of the building as he had been there so long, and I had seen him every day as I came into work.
I opened the door and went into my office, and I could see Linda was already at her desk working away.
She looked up at me as I entered and said "Good morning, nice of you to come in.
I suppose I will have to see what you are wearing today."
It was obvious what she meant was what I was wearing under my 'normal' clothes.
There was no point arguing, so I unbuckled my trousers, pulled my zip down, and let my trousers fall down, revealing my stockings, suspenders and lacy panties.
"Very nice " she said with a grin "but as you are wearing a jumper, I assume you are wearing a bra as well."
I pulled my jumper up, undone a few of my shirt buttons, and pulled my shirt apart to reveal the matching bra.
For some reason as I did that, an image flashed into my mind of the Superman comics I used to read when I was young and Clark Kent was changing into Superman to save the world, and ripping his shirt off, displaying the 'S' of his outfit. In my case the 'S' would stand for 'Sissyman'.
"That's good, now you have a phone call to make, don't you," said Linda.
I stood there, feeling humiliated at having to display my lingerie, but I could feel my cock begin to swell in my panties.
I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised that Linda knew about the plan, for all I knew it might have been Linda who came up with the idea.
It certainly put paid to my idea of trying to follow the plan, enough that I could genuinely say to my wife I had tried, but not try to 'sell' the idea.
I went to my desk and phoned my boss, Mike Harding.
We started with the normal niceties of how the weekend went, and I wondered what he would say if I told him what really happened.
Then he said "what can I do for you, Steve?"
I took a deep breath and said "Well, I am feeling stressed and wondered if I could have a sabbatical? "
There was quite a few seconds of silence, with only the hiss of static on the phone line, and I think I could hear a muttered word of 'fuck'.
Then he said "but you know how busy it is, with the new client, and the campaign that starts next week."
That was the reaction I was expecting, but I knew Linda was listening in, and what I said would go back to my wife, so I couldn't just leave it there so I said "that is exactly why I thought that now was the perfect time."
I think that stunned him as there was silence for quite a few seconds, then he said "why?"
I said "I have the majority of the campaign ready, and we would not want for me to leave part way through, and I have someone who knows all the systems, and all to do with the campaign. "
Again there was silence, but after a few seconds he said "who?"
"Linda."
He gave no reaction, so I said "Linda Blay."
Then the penny dropped and he said "what, your secretary? "
"Yes, she has been involved with the preparation of the campaign, she knows all the company systems, and she has come up with some good ideas in the past."
This is where I expected him to say that it was a ridiculous idea, but I was surprised when he said "last week I was at a seminar about stress in the workplace and employers responsibility, and this morning I have a memo from HR saying we should have more females in senior rolls..........this could kill two birds with one stone.
Could you ask Linda to come up and see me."
Linda looked at me and grinned, I just nodded my head, and she left the office.
Now I know there is nothing more I could do, so I tried to get on with my work.
It was about an hour later when my phone rang and it was Mike "I have just interviewed Linda, and she is an impressive woman.
We can put you on 'gardening leave' effective from the end on this day, and we can sort out the details later.
It will give Linda a chance to sort out the office and get a secretary. I am sure you will be on hand if we need you, won't you?"
In my mind I thought how much I will be on hand, but couldn't say anything.
I felt almost stunned that it would be as easy as that to be replaced, but as part of my wife's plan, I knew who the secretary was going to be...............me.
Linda came into the office, and I asked what happened in the interview and she said "it was going well, then I 'accidentally' flashed my stocking tops, and from then onwards he seemed distracted."
She lifted her skirt and showed her stocking tops, being held up by her suspenders, and I can understand why Mike was so distracted.
As we had a lot of work to do, to prepare for Linda taking over, we both got on with work.
At about 6, I stretched and thought 'there is nothing more I can do', so said to Linda, "I'm going now, obviously best of luck," then went home.
I had been so busy I had forgotten my wife's promise of my reward, and when I went into the house I was greeted with the sight of my wife dressed in a schoolgirl style pleated pinafore dress, the length clearly showing her stocking tops, with a white see-through blouse which did little to hide her red lacy bra.
Her hair was tied in bunches, to complete the schoolgirl look.
I felt my cock swell in my panties and she said to me "the headmaster had found out we have been naughty girls, and we need to work out our own punishment. Your uniform is upstairs, so you will have to get dressed".
I almost ran upstairs, the tiredness of the forgotten in a flash, and went into the bedroom and saw my matching uniform laid out on the bed.
I quickly got dressed in my uniform, and went downstairs, loving the feeling of how my pleated skirt swished as I walked.
I came back into the room where my wife was waiting she said "as the headmaster has decided to let us choose our own punishment, I suppose spanking is a punishment."
She guided me to sit down on a chair, then stood beside me, and bent over my lap.
Her skirt raised up, showing her red lacy panties.
I pushed her skirt up, totally exposing her bottom.
I rested my hand on her pantie covered bottom and said "will the spanking be over panties, or panties pulled down?"
She said "we have been very naughty, so I suppose our panties should be pulled down."
I eased her panties down, exposing her bottom, and as they were pulled away from her pussy, I could see how wet they were from her pussy juices.
I started slapping her behind, with her wriggling and squealing with each slap.
Her bottom started turning pink, and with the knowledge that she would soon be spanking me, I didn't want to go too hard with the slaps, as I am sure she would repay what I did to her, on my behind.
I let my hand rest between her legs, my fingers stroking her very wet pussy.
She parted her legs to allow for easier access, and I felt the hard nub of her clit.
I felt her shudder as I caressed her clit, and said "I suppose I need to be punished as well."
She dreamily said "yes, I suppose" and got off my lap, and we went to swap positions.
She pulled my panties down, and my cock sprang out, and she held onto it and said "we will have to control this."
She positioned me over her lap, spread her thighs apart, then trapped my cock between her stockinged thighs.
When she started spanking me, she did not hold back, and couldn't help but yell 'ouch' and instinctively thrust my cock between her nylons.
She said " don't be such a sissy" then giggled.
Then she slapped by bottom even harder.
I tried to keep quiet, but couldn't help but thrust my cock between her thighs.
It was only the pain she was giving to my backside that stopped me from cumming, but I suppose that was her intention.
Between the pain and the pleasure I couldn't think if I wanted the punishment to stop, or continue forever.
When she finally stopped, I could feel my bum cheeks burning, and she said "I suppose the headmaster would want us to feel humiliated as well as hurt.
Maybe he would think if we were ordered to lick each others bottoms, that would be part of the punishment".
She pushed me off her lap, and positioned herself over the arm of the chair, and pulled her skirt up, totally exposing her bottom.
I knelt behind her, smelling her sexy aroma of a well excited pussy.
I decided to push my thumb deep into her pussy, and her pussy was so wet, I could feel her juices begin to trickle down my wrist.
She gave out a satisfied "mmmmmm", and I could see her anus twitch.
I started gently teasing around the opening and she was wriggling, thrusting against my thumb that was buried deep inside her pussy.
Then when my tongue touched the sensitive entrance she moaned as she had an orgasm, and I could feel her pussy muscles spasm against my thumb, as though it was trying to milk cum out of it.
I then used my tongue to push into her anus, and the harder I pushed, the more she came.
I think she had four or five orgasms before she decided that she had had enough and got up, and positioned me over the arm of the chair.
I knew it would not take much for me to cum, and welcomed the relief it will give me.
My wife obviously knew that as well, but she wanted more from me, as she grabbed my cock around the base, not painful, but enough to prevent me from cumming.
She gently blew over my recently spanked behind, which made it tingle, as though remembering the punishment it had recently received.
Then she buried her face between my bum cheeks, and I could feel her tongue licking from my balls to my anus.
Every part of my body was screaming 'I want to cum', but with her hand wrapped tightly around my cock, I couldn't get the relief I wanted.
I felt her tongue pressing against my anus, trying to probe inside.
I desperately wanted to be fucked, and my hips were thrusting as though it would make it happen, but all it did was add to my frustration.
Then my wife said " Maybe as part of our punishment we would be ordered to lick each others front bottoms."
Her talking about licking pussy in such a c***d like way, made it feel more innocent and more exciting.
She kept a tight hold on my cock, and led me off the chair, and had my lying down on the floor on my back.
As she knelt down over my face, I could see her short pleated school skirt had ridden up half way over her bum, the rear suspender straps tight over her bum cheeks, her neatly trimmed pussy oozing juices.
Then she lowered her pussy onto my waiting mouth, my tongue reaching out to feel her hard clit.
I could feel my cock being surrounded by her warm mouth, her tongue expertly teasing my cock, but her hand firmly gripping my cock, stopping me from cumming.
I felt her coming at least twice, and I prayed that she would release my cock and let me cum if she was satisfied, but she just kept teasing me more.
In-between sucking she said "The headmaster will humiliate us more by getting all the sixth form boys to watch us."
Suck
Suck
Suck
" They will have their willies out."
Suck
Suck
Suck
"They will be playing with their willies."
I my mind I could see us surrounded, some playing with their own cocks, some playing with each others cocks.
Suck
Suck
Suck
"Then they will let their boy juices splash over us, soaking us."
Suck
Suck
Suck
In my mind I could imagine all the cocks, shooting streams of cum over us, on our faces, in our hair and covering our bodies with warm sticky cum.
As she said that she released my cock and almost immediately I could feel myself cumming.
But it was like no cum I have had before, it was as though a bolt of lightning had gone through my body, I could feel my fingers and toes tingling, and my cock seemed to shoot endless amounts of cum, and each pulse of my cock, made another bolt of lightning go through my body.
When my body was totally spent I felt myself collapse, as though drained of all strength.
My wife climbed off my body and positioned her face above mine.
I thought it was so we could kiss and cuddle after such an amazing experience, but she gently put her hand onto my chin and pulled my mouth open.
Then she let my cum drip out of her mouth, into mine.
As my cum hit the back of my throat, I had a choice of choking on my own cum, or swallowing my cum.
I chose to swallow my own cum.
When she had drained all the juices into my mouth, then I felt her lips against mine, her tongue probing my mouth, sharing each others juices.
I was so shattered by the experience I had not thought of what had led to this moment...........or what was to come.............
One more chapter until the end of the story, I hope you enjoy it, and comments appreciated xx
For some reason I find it sexier to have something covering, or partially covering my lingerie, and my peignoir was black, totally see-through with frills all around the hem.
I loved the way that it almost floated over my body as I walked around.
When I woke up on Monday morning, and I could see my wife, still asleep, with the hem of her baby doll nightie risen up partially exposing her bum and I would have happily stayed there just admiring the view, and I could feel my cock begin to swell in the matching panties to the nightie that I was wearing.
But I put my sensible head on and got out of bed to have my shower to prepare for the day.
When I came back into the bedroom I could see my wife had laid out my lingerie for me to wear for today.
It was the red lacy bra, with matching panties and suspender belt and black stockings.
As there was a bra, and such a vibrant colour, I knew I would have to have to wear a jumper to hide it, but as the weather had turned cooled it would not look odd.
As I wrapped the suspender belt around my waist, my wife was watching me with a smile on her face.
I know I like watching my wife when she gets dressed and from the look on her face, she was enjoying what she was seeing.
I slid the stockings up my legs, enjoying the smooth sensation as they glided up my hairless legs, then attached the suspenders. Sometimes getting dressed can be as sexy as getting undressed.
I could see my wife's hand was under the bedcovers and from the movement I was sure she was playing with herself while watching me.
I quickly pulled on the lacy panties before my swelling cock got too big to be contained in its lacy confines.
Then I wrapped the bra around my body, and with a deftness that only comes after putting a bra on many times, clipped the bra together behind my back.
When my wife first found out about my liking for lingerie, she said that if I wanted to wear the clothes, I would have to learn to put them on like a 'real woman'.
My wife got up and knelt next to me on the bed and stroked my nipples through the lacy material of my bra and said "won't it be nice when you will be able to go to work with your tits doing justice to your bra."
I was slightly puzzled and said "what do you mean?"
"Well if our plan works, you can dress fully, you would like that, wouldn't you," she said as she lighty had her hand over my pantie covered cock.
I am not sure when it became 'our plan', but I know my cock gave a quick throb as she said that. She was using my cock as a sexual lie detector.
But I said " I am not sure if it would work, there is a new sales campaign starting next week, so it will be very busy."
"So are you saying that you wouldn't look forward to serving Linda in the office, being subservient to her," she replied.
I know my cock was beginning to throb, as the images of me kneeling in front of her filled my mind, so I could hardly deny the image was attractive, but I had to try to be sensible so I repeated about how busy it was, so unlikely to happen.
"Well," she said with a smile on her face "as long as you do your best, I think a treat would be in order. How would you like it if when you came home we could be two naughty schoolgirls."
I could feel my cock give another leap, and I am sure a little pre-cum was beginning to leak out.
The thought of both of us in our short, pleated, school uniforms was definitely something I would love.
And all she said was 'do my best,' so it would not matter if the plan was turned down.
I was feeling so randy at that moment I wanted to skip work, and go straight onto the schoolgirl phase of the day, but my wife got off the bed and headed for the shower to get ready for the day, leaving me with my panties tented out in a most unfeminine manner.
I had to be very careful when zipping my trousers up, and I was thinking the most unsexy, work related thoughts to make my cock go down.
I drove into work, and entered the office building, giving Ted, who ran the reception/security desk, a friendly nod of the head as a greeting.
Ted was almost a part of the furniture of of the building as he had been there so long, and I had seen him every day as I came into work.
I opened the door and went into my office, and I could see Linda was already at her desk working away.
She looked up at me as I entered and said "Good morning, nice of you to come in.
I suppose I will have to see what you are wearing today."
It was obvious what she meant was what I was wearing under my 'normal' clothes.
There was no point arguing, so I unbuckled my trousers, pulled my zip down, and let my trousers fall down, revealing my stockings, suspenders and lacy panties.
"Very nice " she said with a grin "but as you are wearing a jumper, I assume you are wearing a bra as well."
I pulled my jumper up, undone a few of my shirt buttons, and pulled my shirt apart to reveal the matching bra.
For some reason as I did that, an image flashed into my mind of the Superman comics I used to read when I was young and Clark Kent was changing into Superman to save the world, and ripping his shirt off, displaying the 'S' of his outfit. In my case the 'S' would stand for 'Sissyman'.
"That's good, now you have a phone call to make, don't you," said Linda.
I stood there, feeling humiliated at having to display my lingerie, but I could feel my cock begin to swell in my panties.
I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised that Linda knew about the plan, for all I knew it might have been Linda who came up with the idea.
It certainly put paid to my idea of trying to follow the plan, enough that I could genuinely say to my wife I had tried, but not try to 'sell' the idea.
I went to my desk and phoned my boss, Mike Harding.
We started with the normal niceties of how the weekend went, and I wondered what he would say if I told him what really happened.
Then he said "what can I do for you, Steve?"
I took a deep breath and said "Well, I am feeling stressed and wondered if I could have a sabbatical? "
There was quite a few seconds of silence, with only the hiss of static on the phone line, and I think I could hear a muttered word of 'fuck'.
Then he said "but you know how busy it is, with the new client, and the campaign that starts next week."
That was the reaction I was expecting, but I knew Linda was listening in, and what I said would go back to my wife, so I couldn't just leave it there so I said "that is exactly why I thought that now was the perfect time."
I think that stunned him as there was silence for quite a few seconds, then he said "why?"
I said "I have the majority of the campaign ready, and we would not want for me to leave part way through, and I have someone who knows all the systems, and all to do with the campaign. "
Again there was silence, but after a few seconds he said "who?"
"Linda."
He gave no reaction, so I said "Linda Blay."
Then the penny dropped and he said "what, your secretary? "
"Yes, she has been involved with the preparation of the campaign, she knows all the company systems, and she has come up with some good ideas in the past."
This is where I expected him to say that it was a ridiculous idea, but I was surprised when he said "last week I was at a seminar about stress in the workplace and employers responsibility, and this morning I have a memo from HR saying we should have more females in senior rolls..........this could kill two birds with one stone.
Could you ask Linda to come up and see me."
Linda looked at me and grinned, I just nodded my head, and she left the office.
Now I know there is nothing more I could do, so I tried to get on with my work.
It was about an hour later when my phone rang and it was Mike "I have just interviewed Linda, and she is an impressive woman.
We can put you on 'gardening leave' effective from the end on this day, and we can sort out the details later.
It will give Linda a chance to sort out the office and get a secretary. I am sure you will be on hand if we need you, won't you?"
In my mind I thought how much I will be on hand, but couldn't say anything.
I felt almost stunned that it would be as easy as that to be replaced, but as part of my wife's plan, I knew who the secretary was going to be...............me.
Linda came into the office, and I asked what happened in the interview and she said "it was going well, then I 'accidentally' flashed my stocking tops, and from then onwards he seemed distracted."
She lifted her skirt and showed her stocking tops, being held up by her suspenders, and I can understand why Mike was so distracted.
As we had a lot of work to do, to prepare for Linda taking over, we both got on with work.
At about 6, I stretched and thought 'there is nothing more I can do', so said to Linda, "I'm going now, obviously best of luck," then went home.
I had been so busy I had forgotten my wife's promise of my reward, and when I went into the house I was greeted with the sight of my wife dressed in a schoolgirl style pleated pinafore dress, the length clearly showing her stocking tops, with a white see-through blouse which did little to hide her red lacy bra.
Her hair was tied in bunches, to complete the schoolgirl look.
I felt my cock swell in my panties and she said to me "the headmaster had found out we have been naughty girls, and we need to work out our own punishment. Your uniform is upstairs, so you will have to get dressed".
I almost ran upstairs, the tiredness of the forgotten in a flash, and went into the bedroom and saw my matching uniform laid out on the bed.
I quickly got dressed in my uniform, and went downstairs, loving the feeling of how my pleated skirt swished as I walked.
I came back into the room where my wife was waiting she said "as the headmaster has decided to let us choose our own punishment, I suppose spanking is a punishment."
She guided me to sit down on a chair, then stood beside me, and bent over my lap.
Her skirt raised up, showing her red lacy panties.
I pushed her skirt up, totally exposing her bottom.
I rested my hand on her pantie covered bottom and said "will the spanking be over panties, or panties pulled down?"
She said "we have been very naughty, so I suppose our panties should be pulled down."
I eased her panties down, exposing her bottom, and as they were pulled away from her pussy, I could see how wet they were from her pussy juices.
I started slapping her behind, with her wriggling and squealing with each slap.
Her bottom started turning pink, and with the knowledge that she would soon be spanking me, I didn't want to go too hard with the slaps, as I am sure she would repay what I did to her, on my behind.
I let my hand rest between her legs, my fingers stroking her very wet pussy.
She parted her legs to allow for easier access, and I felt the hard nub of her clit.
I felt her shudder as I caressed her clit, and said "I suppose I need to be punished as well."
She dreamily said "yes, I suppose" and got off my lap, and we went to swap positions.
She pulled my panties down, and my cock sprang out, and she held onto it and said "we will have to control this."
She positioned me over her lap, spread her thighs apart, then trapped my cock between her stockinged thighs.
When she started spanking me, she did not hold back, and couldn't help but yell 'ouch' and instinctively thrust my cock between her nylons.
She said " don't be such a sissy" then giggled.
Then she slapped by bottom even harder.
I tried to keep quiet, but couldn't help but thrust my cock between her thighs.
It was only the pain she was giving to my backside that stopped me from cumming, but I suppose that was her intention.
Between the pain and the pleasure I couldn't think if I wanted the punishment to stop, or continue forever.
When she finally stopped, I could feel my bum cheeks burning, and she said "I suppose the headmaster would want us to feel humiliated as well as hurt.
Maybe he would think if we were ordered to lick each others bottoms, that would be part of the punishment".
She pushed me off her lap, and positioned herself over the arm of the chair, and pulled her skirt up, totally exposing her bottom.
I knelt behind her, smelling her sexy aroma of a well excited pussy.
I decided to push my thumb deep into her pussy, and her pussy was so wet, I could feel her juices begin to trickle down my wrist.
She gave out a satisfied "mmmmmm", and I could see her anus twitch.
I started gently teasing around the opening and she was wriggling, thrusting against my thumb that was buried deep inside her pussy.
Then when my tongue touched the sensitive entrance she moaned as she had an orgasm, and I could feel her pussy muscles spasm against my thumb, as though it was trying to milk cum out of it.
I then used my tongue to push into her anus, and the harder I pushed, the more she came.
I think she had four or five orgasms before she decided that she had had enough and got up, and positioned me over the arm of the chair.
I knew it would not take much for me to cum, and welcomed the relief it will give me.
My wife obviously knew that as well, but she wanted more from me, as she grabbed my cock around the base, not painful, but enough to prevent me from cumming.
She gently blew over my recently spanked behind, which made it tingle, as though remembering the punishment it had recently received.
Then she buried her face between my bum cheeks, and I could feel her tongue licking from my balls to my anus.
Every part of my body was screaming 'I want to cum', but with her hand wrapped tightly around my cock, I couldn't get the relief I wanted.
I felt her tongue pressing against my anus, trying to probe inside.
I desperately wanted to be fucked, and my hips were thrusting as though it would make it happen, but all it did was add to my frustration.
Then my wife said " Maybe as part of our punishment we would be ordered to lick each others front bottoms."
Her talking about licking pussy in such a c***d like way, made it feel more innocent and more exciting.
She kept a tight hold on my cock, and led me off the chair, and had my lying down on the floor on my back.
As she knelt down over my face, I could see her short pleated school skirt had ridden up half way over her bum, the rear suspender straps tight over her bum cheeks, her neatly trimmed pussy oozing juices.
Then she lowered her pussy onto my waiting mouth, my tongue reaching out to feel her hard clit.
I could feel my cock being surrounded by her warm mouth, her tongue expertly teasing my cock, but her hand firmly gripping my cock, stopping me from cumming.
I felt her coming at least twice, and I prayed that she would release my cock and let me cum if she was satisfied, but she just kept teasing me more.
In-between sucking she said "The headmaster will humiliate us more by getting all the sixth form boys to watch us."
Suck
Suck
Suck
" They will have their willies out."
Suck
Suck
Suck
"They will be playing with their willies."
I my mind I could see us surrounded, some playing with their own cocks, some playing with each others cocks.
Suck
Suck
Suck
"Then they will let their boy juices splash over us, soaking us."
Suck
Suck
Suck
In my mind I could imagine all the cocks, shooting streams of cum over us, on our faces, in our hair and covering our bodies with warm sticky cum.
As she said that she released my cock and almost immediately I could feel myself cumming.
But it was like no cum I have had before, it was as though a bolt of lightning had gone through my body, I could feel my fingers and toes tingling, and my cock seemed to shoot endless amounts of cum, and each pulse of my cock, made another bolt of lightning go through my body.
When my body was totally spent I felt myself collapse, as though drained of all strength.
My wife climbed off my body and positioned her face above mine.
I thought it was so we could kiss and cuddle after such an amazing experience, but she gently put her hand onto my chin and pulled my mouth open.
Then she let my cum drip out of her mouth, into mine.
As my cum hit the back of my throat, I had a choice of choking on my own cum, or swallowing my cum.
I chose to swallow my own cum.
When she had drained all the juices into my mouth, then I felt her lips against mine, her tongue probing my mouth, sharing each others juices.
I was so shattered by the experience I had not thought of what had led to this moment...........or what was to come.............
One more chapter until the end of the story, I hope you enjoy it, and comments appreciated xx
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