Joanna was comfortable with their new lifestyle: after fifteen years of monogamy, and kids, and work, and all other kinds of joys, they had decided to branch out sexually, invite occasional other couples into their shared pleasures. She smiled when she thought of her husband's mysteriousness and buildup.To be fair, this was her biggest unfulfilled fantasy: the naughty schoolgirl. Why had she taken so long to let him half-know how important this was to her?
It's true, it was sort of her idea, but maybe—maybe—she had expected her husband would hit the brakes. Almost forty but still sexy: A good diet and a workout habit helped her feel confident in herself despite a few wrinkles and a slightly stretched-out "momma's belly". She loved watching him make his partner come, and the mingled love and lust in his eyes when he watched her fuck another man's gorgeous cock often helped put her over the edge.
They'd worked through the few patches of jealousy that cropped up, but mainly were thrilled that they matched up as well here as in other areas.
With, she later admitted, visions of a naughty schoolgirl on her knees filling her head the whole time. "Now Claire," he interrupted in a firm tone, "we've already been down this road.
The texts were innocuous enough for their lifestyle: a suggestive bit of banter with a friend who happened to teach classes at the local community college, sexy joking about earning some extra credit, and a few sexy pictures of her performing enthusiastic fellatio the week before. He was terrible at keeping secrets, so he let her figure out they were going to the Naughty School Girl theme night at the club. I'm the one who emailed you about the extra credit? I admit you give great head, and you definitely earned your opportunity to retake the midterm, but the final is over now.
He handed her a shot of whiskey and reached into his pocket. " *** The professor almost missed his cue, watching the lithe woman in the black dress lean into his curvy sexpot of a student.
Claire's pussy was instantly on fire, the buildup from the walk over and the anticipation magnifying the sensation. " As she dutifully recorded the number on her clipboard, she noticed his girlfriend staring hard at her. Just in time he looked at his notes and activated her vibrator as their lips met.I'm counting on you to take this seriously." She felt a little shiver at how deeply he'd gotten into the role, and how uncertain this now felt. "This is your last chance to back out, Claire," he said, handing her a small bag. " On his nod, she excused herself to the bathroom and slipped the vibrator into her pussy. According to the procedure, she would approach at least thirty patrons to get her "A." She would ask each if she could get their help with a physiology experiment, which would involve taking their pulse, then kissing them on the lips, and then taking their pulse again.Inside, she recognized the remote-controlled vibrator they'd used only once in public. Unbeknownst to the volunteers, "Claire" would record for each if they were condition A (control) or condition B (aroused), where the kiss would coincide with Claire's vibrator triggering in her pussy.*** Mark was nervous, excited, and thoroughly horny.A month ago, he'd been licking the sexiest, most responsive pussy in the world and trying for the thousandth time not to gloat that this goddess had somehow chosen him to build a life with, when her phone buzzed.She'd finally tossed the phone to the side as she'd thrashed to a screaming orgasm and then another in rapid succession.