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I'd held each pair to my face and savor the perfume of well sexed pussy before dropping each one into the wash. The towel dropped to the floor, facing me now the most beautiful pussy ever, still wet from her shower and definitely sexed up. Being a little reserved has never stopped her enjoying a good tongue fuck, but she had never thrust herself onto me like this. As I pulled the covers over her cum covered body she looked up at me with sleepy eyes and said, "If this is what happens when you sniff them Babe, don't let me catch you cuming in my knickers, Ok"
Here she was, in charge of Emily's sisters, both older than she, and her mother, at home, but at the office, she was afraid that her use of the ladies room might start the gossip mill turning with sordid discussion of whether and how much she farted in the stall and whether she did a large jobbie that plopped loudly into the bowl. "Marian," she quickly added, "lift your little skirt, pull down those panties, and hold yourself open down there so the ladies may see what your pussy looks like after a little time with us." "I certainly can't disagree with the logic of that," Emily responded with a wide grin, and proceeded to thank Deb, as did Karen, for the time and effort she had clearly expended on training Marian.
The once hot cum in the front of my panties is now cooling against the front of my crotch as I try my best to walk, still weak at the knees, down the street. I have a panty crotch full of cum here, which feels fucking horny I must say - cold, but horny!” I exclaim. “Well, if that didn’t work, Humph, then I am going to have to go to a little bit further to sort you out because I want you hot and ready when we get back to yours,” Emmy says with a hint of wryness. We just hold each other in a strong embrace the entire time Emmy is pissing through her panties onto my already wet and messy crotch, enjoying the taboo nature of what we are doing.
Later on I discovered through my mum that Grace would be away on the coming weekend and I had been volunteered to feed her cat. Not something I would normally be too delighted about but as I took Grace’s spare key from my mum so many naughty thoughts rushed through my head! I could already smell the gorgeous musky scent off all her combined dirty washing, but with these panties being close to the top I knew they were a fresher pair. I could barely believe that I was holding an item of clothing where my sexy neighbour’s excited wet pussy had been less than 24 hours previously.
"I've been having cramps so I want that tongue in me once you take out the Tampax." Laura made Jack buy tampons for both of them: she wore Slender Regulars in her nice tight pussy and she liked him to have a Super in his male opening. "You know, Aunt Laura," Elaine asked with a grin on her face, "although Jack's ruffled sissy panties are of course embarrassing, I was thinking that if he continues to misbehave, you might employ the steps we have been learning in Feminist Practice class." Elaine decided to increase the pressure on her prey, as Professor Thompson so often referred to men who were subjected to her dominant students, by releasing tiny jets of pee from her urethra right into Jack's open mouth.
The girl gasped at the response and Annabel now told her to bend over the horse so that the prefects could strap her in." Susan blanched and asked, "Miss, in front of everyone, with the boys" she pointed to Barry Jordan and Ken Nelson—"seeing this?" Elaine, who had acquired a bit of a sadistic streak in her several terms spent as an aide to the teachers disciplining misbehaving pupils, smiled as she told Annabel that the punishments seemed appropriate to the offenses and the needs of the pupils for discipline. "Miss," Elaine said with a face that did not disclose her pleasure at the severity of the discipline in which she participated, "you clearly know quite well what these misbehaving pupils require and I and the other prefects feel you are helping the school mightily in maintaining good order here."
She smiled at me and said she hoped I didn't hold last time against her, since she really was sorry for what she did to me and felt Rev Alicia had been totally right to punish her for it. She told her that she was going to have Alicia deal with her and smiled that she knew she would do it properly, Jan said, and then Jan would be allowed to sit for the exam again as if nothing had happened. Alicia saw it, too, and said rather perfunctorily, "You know that I must impose extra discipline for that little social error, Janice." She picked up the martinet and moved in closer and began whipping her bottom with close-in, repeated strokes.
I had a lot of things outside (an air conditioner, car tires, my canoe, tools, etc.), and they offered to let me store anything I wanted to in their basement I was running out of space at my house. I went back to Meghan’s room and noticed her closet door open, with her laundry basket at the bottom in the corner. I stood up, and stuck my hard cock between her panties, and let the tip rest right in the gusset. Meghan’s black panties hung on my thick cock, and I could only imagine what she would think if she knew what I was doing right now, rifling through her most personal garments. I went back out the basement, to my car, and texted Meghan and Taryn, “Thanks!
She did not accommodate herself well to the changed circumstances of her life, so Karen took advantage of meeting a new friend, Deb, a lithe blonde domme who lived with her own sub, Marge. "Marge," Marian said, in what sounded like an almost girlish voice, "I just know now that I won't be able to hold it in for long because I needed to go when she took me in there and made me take her pee and lick her dry and serve you." "Yes, Marge," Marian responded in a little voice, because she felt she was now about three years old, messing her own diaper. "Oh, it looks like this little girl has made a big one in her diaper, doesn't it, Marge?" Deb went on in her humiliating tone.
I watched as Eddie grabbed a pair of my black satin bikini panties, and started rubbing the crotch area between his finger tips. “Mark I better go before your s****r gets home and catches us.” Eddie said pulling his pants up, and tossing my now cum covered panties back into the laundry basket for me to wash, as did my b*****r Mark. As I walked passed him in the kitchen to get a drink I could feel Mark looking at me, so I purposely bent over, knowing my white satin thong panties were going to slip out the back of the low cut waistline of my comfy pants.
Depending on how you do with that, I will then determine what kind of protection you will be permitted for the rest of your period." Marian's face fell as she had just experienced the awful belt that Karen had made her mother wear—the one that when locked up did not allow her to pee or poop without the extreme humiliation of asking Karen to unlock the belt. This meant that while on her period, Marion needed to get Karen's permission to lower her panties for any reason, including use of the toilet of change in her sanitary protection. When Karen finally arrived, Marian softly asked her, "Miss Karen, I feel very damp and am sure that my liner is so full that I'm afraid my panties may be soiled.
Now that you’re back, I think it’s time we did something about that little tiny – it’s too small to call it a cock, don’t you agree? I guess just thinking about it makes your little dicklet stick out. I’m a little horny, and we both know you can’t help that, can you? Your pathetic little tongue isn’t any better than your dicklet. Like I said, two – maybe three fingers at most, because it’s so little. I think they’d like to see the little bunny tail peeking out beneath the ruffles. Until then, you can keep quiet, like a nice little sissy boy. You know I don’t mean to really hurt you, and sometimes, I get a little carried away.
A few moments later I hear Dave shout a goodbye and I breathe a sigh of relief as Paul comes in and helps lay the table for our evening meal. While Paul is telling a complicated joke, I can feel my wetness almost dripping from my pussy lips so I excuse myself and once in the bathroom I find my panties from earlier in the wash bin and use them to soak up the excess wetness from between my legs. Gripping my panties, I pull them up against my cunt so that they form a tight cameltoe before they slip between my puffy labia, soaking up my wetness as I grind my pussy against the sensual material.
Cynthia faltered for a moment and said, "Louise, I'm just cleaning it up" but she knew she couldn't avoid my order so she handed me what she had wanted to get out of the way, a cute pair of hicut pink panties, but with a rather prominent skidmark in the back. She would spend the day horribly self-conscious because although Cynthia was no Dolly Parton out front, she did have lovely full 34Bs. My referring to her not behaving like a big girl made her realize I was truly angry, because she knew that this meant these kinds of childish punishments. The spanking commenced then in earnest as I re-positioned myself and began applying strong slaps to her cheeks alternately, watching them slowly turn rosy and then deep pink and finally start showing crimson flashes.
"Petra recalled reading about a service in France that provided women on call to respond to mothers who needed help in disciplining their disobedient offspring, especially those that were of age and were still living at home, as so many do these days," Laurie said. "Yes, Marie," Katherine said, as she saw the two girls become nervous in a way she hadn't seen before, "this is Miranda and this is Stacy. She went into her bedroom to relax and Marie, still standing as was Brenda, said to Miranda and Stacy, "You need to understand that we are not here to negotiate with you. "Marie," Brenda said as if speaking about a small child, "Stacy here may need to visit the bathroom soon since I feel something in her."
They proceeded to their own bedroom where, after checking to see that Kathy, Jamie's sister, was asleep in the guest room, they more or less fell into their bed, totally wiped out by the evening at Claire's. "You will be spanked whenever any of us feels you need it," Karen said rather offhandedly, and she reached down to unbutton the dropseat in Kathy's pajamas that would expose her bare bottom. "Yes, Miss Karen, I couldn't...couldn't keep my doody from coming out," Kathy confessed, shamed to her core and her face now as red as her spanked bottom.
Finally, she slipped one hand down around to cup he scrotum entirely and, when involuntarily raised his hips right away from the table top, she reached all the way beneath and allowed two fingers to grip the turgid base of his shaft. She went slowly at first, in short little strokes, and then increased the tempo and length of her slide until, finally, she moved so far forward that his cock suddenly slipped out of the wet prison of her panties. Quickly, and deftly, Kaylee slipped the folded panties off his cock head and then used her thumb and forefinger to point him against her tight little hole.
During the time that we were using an underground paper for finding modeling opportunities for my wife I came across an ad for a female model that was willing to have up skirt pictures taken of her. We set a date and he said he wanted my wife to wear a skirt and button top with bra and panties or a dress with button up front. I had a good time at the Mall as she only put the dress on and her heals, gave Chuck her panties after she wiped her moisture with them and gave me her bra that I threw in the back seat of the car.
For example, Jim knows I've always had some exhibitionist tendencies, and every now and then, we do something insanely wild like going to the mall with no panties on, and he'll watch while I shop for shoes, teasing some poor salesman with little peeks between my legs, or, sit across from some man in the food court and innocently let my knees fall open. That night, when I played my little game and pretended to go out with my old boyfriend, he wasted no time in pulling my skirt up, my panties down, and putting his face right into my pussy and licking and sucking me.
"Well," Karen responded, "perhaps he also figured that if he got a job and managed to make it work, he'd get away from being disciplined by me and humiliated, you know, like when you had me supervise him in the bathroom." She still blushed when she described how she had learned to exercise her feminine dominance over the handsome Jamie. Jamie noticed very quickly that Karen was being quite nice to him and he started looking at her for the first time as someone other than his embarrassing supervisor, heck, babysitter to put it bluntly, and now saw an attractive woman he could see himself spending time with. Jamie moved between Karen's legs and began kissing her calves then thighs, making her yearn to feel that massaging tongue right on her cunt.
Speaking of laps…her fingers continued stroking my cock while her other hand now maneuvered between my legs and began alternating between squeezing and rubbing my balls. Her thumb and fingers moved faster and for a brief second I actually thought she was going to let me cum. For a brief second my wife moved away from my wavering tongue, only to pull the crotch of her panties to the side, and now her bare pussy was right before me. She grabbed me just under the head of my cock again with just her thumb and forefinger began quickly moving her fingers up and down, pulling back on my foreskin, her fingernails slowly tickling my balls.
Claire did not hesitate to take the younger woman in her arms for a warm hug and she ran her hands then down Karen's sides and cupped them below her bottom cheeks as she helped her up onto the commodious bed. Karen daringly ran her finger over Claire's large protruding labia right down through her legs and the hair there to dab at Claire's puckered little anal rosette. Being treated as a younger person appealed to the soft side of the highly assertive Claire, who giggled like a schoolgirl and said, "I will, yes, if you decide to let me, mommy." When Claire finished enjoying her cum, Karen again probed the dark puckered anal opening with her index finger and again felt the imminent need Claire was having to sit on the toilet soon.
Linda Crawford noticed that student behavior in her classes—both the majority, which were all boys, and the one all-girls class—seemed much improved of late with all pupils very careful to avoid being seen chatting with one another during class nor doing anything else to elicit the strict punishment from their teacher for which Hamilton Hall, a prep school for university, was famous. "Oh, I knew they'd have trouble holding it for too long so I let them stand after about three minutes," Joan answered, "but then I had them kneeling on chairs with the backsides facing the class and I inserted cute little tails in their tushees!"
The thought that my s****r knew I was jerking off, looked at me doing it, and was about to be come back in the same room with me in those tight little purple satin panties, intensified my urge to cum!! A moment later Jenny came back into the room, with her hands on hips just above the spaghetti stings sides of her panties and her legs slightly apart bunching up the front panel of her panties while I furiously jacked off, and said, “Hey, better slow down, b*o… we’re all out of tissue. A moment later I watched as my s****r stood up, stepped back into, and slid back on her now cum filled purple satin bikini string panties and walked to the doorway.