1. Scene Four at the Boarding School


    Date: 11/8/2014, Categories: Bisexual, Author: torpedoman, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    panties and over that jeans and a pullover shirt. Grabbed my coat and gloves and headed cross campus to the Dean’s residence. I was shaking with excitement when I rang the doorbell. A young woman answered the door. She was wearing a maid outfit. She looked great in a low cut black corset top, French style short skirt, black stockings with garters and high heels. She told me to enter and follow her. I obeyed like a little puppy dog. She led me to a room off the kitchen. It was a separate maid’s quarters complete with bedroom, bath and a kitchen. She told me to sit at the dressing table and wait. “Hi Timmy or soon to be Tammy,” Vicky said. I turned to see a really beautiful woman standing at the door. She was a tall redhead with a perfect body. She looked about thirty years old. I thought if I was a woman I would want to be her. Vicky went to work on me. She applied makeup, lipstick, and a red wig. I must say I looked like a sweet virgin school girl. I wasn’t a virgin anymore, at least with men. She then helped me with my outfit. It was the same as the maid who let me in at the door. The corset actually made my chest look like I had small breasts. It slimmed my waist even more then my twenty two inches. It also made my hips appear bigger. My legs looked long and beautiful in the shear black stockings and four inch heels. I looked in the full length mirror and saw a really hot girlie boy. Vicky explained, “You are to serve the guest drinks. You are also to cater to their every ...
    need. You have catered to my husband’s needs along with the needs of some professors and most of the rugby team so I am sure you understand what I mean. Do we understand each other?” “Yes Vicky, I believe I do.” At that point my little cock sprang to attention pushing up out the top of my panties but was restricted by the tight maid skirt. The guests arrived on time. I knew some of the professors but no one else. I served drinks for about two hours before things started to heat up. The guests were getting loud. Some were groping each other or even feeling up the other maids. That is when Mr. L. (John) pulled me to him as he was seated in a big wing back chair. He sat me on his lap and put his hand behind my neck. He then gently guided my face to his. He kissed me tenderly on the lips and then slipped his tongue into my mouth. It was a kiss with passion. A kiss that said more is expected. As he continued to kiss me I opened my eyes to see Vicky smiling at me. She winked and nodded yes. I closed my eyes and kissed John back. We broke the kiss. I knew what I wanted. I slide to my knees between John’s legs and began to unzip his pants. I felt the entire room looking at me. A hush fell over the entire party as I pulled John’s thick hard cock free. I held him in my hand as I admired his manhood. I then bent and kissed the tip of his beautiful cock. Pre-cum was leaking out and I scooped it off with my tongue. He stood and removed his pants and underwear and then his shirt. He was ...