Role Play...The Sexy Schoolgirl... Oral

ROLE PLAY
The Sexy Schoolgirl
Oral
?Here I read this will you while I go and get changed.? I looked up at my wife, Hazel, but she just winked at me, handed me the papers and left the room. I looked at the first page and began reading. From the first sentence I realised that she'd given me a pornographic story. It was about a schoolgirl and what happened in the headmasters study and I smiled I had a good idea what was coming next. I settled back on the couch reading the story, my cock starting to stiffen as I did. The first indication I had of Hazel's return was the sound of a soft knock on the lounge door. I turned round. ?Hello Sir,? I heard her say shyly, peering around the edge of the door. ?I see you're reading my last test paper, Mr Russell, can I talk to you about it.? I smiled again, just as I'd thought, Hazel was role playing again. She was the schoolgirl and I was the headmaster. We'd played this game before and I slipped easily into my part.
?Yes, Miss Whitehouse what is it?? I asked playing along with her. It sounded much more convincing if I used her maiden name, more convincing and definitely more sexy. Hazel slipped into the lounge and closed the door behind her. She crossed the room and sat down on the chair beside me. I looked up from the papers and looked at her, she'd changed into her sexy schoolgirl outfit, a pink blouse, short plaid skirt, and black leather shoes. The only thing that didn't fit the schoolgirl image was her white hold up stockings, the tops of which were clearly visible below the short skirt, but I wasn't complaining. Her short blonde hair was in bunches at the sides of her head, a small ribbon tied around each one.
?Mr Russell, I'd really like to talk to you about my grades on my last test. I'm sure it wasn't my best work and I know I can do better.? ?Well?? I asked as I started thumbing though the pages. ?I missed an entire section on the male reproductive system sir. I don't know how it happened,? Hazel said. ?Mmmm lets see,? I said, flipping through the papers. ?Oh yes, it seems you got just about everything else right, but as you say that whole section isn't covered.? I was getting into the swing of things now and was starting to enjoy himself.
Looking her up and down, I took in the full extent of my sexy wife's body. She looked fantastic, a sixty year old woman dressed as a sexy young schoolgirl, who could ask for more? ?I really know how a penis works and I'm willing to do anything to prove it sir.? She slid forward in her seat, letting her legs part slightly, just enough so that I got a clear view of her lace panties. ?If you like, I'll be happy to demonstrate.? Standing up she walked over to me, leaning forward so that her blouse hung down exposing her cleavage. ?I'll need a volunteer though Sir,? she said, ?preferably one with a nice big penis.? ?Would you like to help sir?? Looking down she glanced at my crotch. ?Oh, I think you have an erection sir.? she laughed and stepped back. ?Is it because you could see my panties Sir?? she teased.
I nodded and Hazel smiled again. ?Well, if you think that was sexy, how about this?? She reached up and started to undo the buttons of her blouse then slipped it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Then she unzipped her skirt and let that join her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, so was left standing there in just her stockings, a pair of black lace panties and black shoes. ?Right,? she said, ?if I remember right, the first thing is to give you an erection, but I think I'm a bit too late for that,? she laughed. Sitting down on the couch she leaned over him, letting her breasts swing invitingly and reached down and unbuckled my belt. ?Stand up please Sir,? she said, ?lets see if you're hard enough yet.?
As I stood up, my cock was already straining at the inside my jeans and Hazel reached down and slid her hand along the length of the bulge. It throbbed under her touch. ?Mmm I think we're almost there,? she said, ?but I think I'd better make sure.? She knelt down infront of me and unzipped my flies and pulled the jeans down to my knees. My erection was now even more apparent under my boxers. Hazel ran her hand up and down it again before pulling them down as well. my cock sprung into view, bobbing up and down infront of her and she wrapped her fingers around it again. As she ran her hand up it a bead of pre-cum trickled from my knob and ran down my shaft. Hazel leaned forward and, working her thumb up the underside of my shaft, forced more drops out. ?Now Sir,? she said, ?I need to use my hand to get you closer to coming.? Hazel was playing her part well, explaining the procedure as she went. Smiling, she reached forward and slowly started to slide her hand up and down my shaft, squeezing it gently. ?Oh my God Miss Whitehouse,? I groaned, falling back down onto the couch. Hazel continued to stroke my cock, looking up at me with her pretty green eyes, ?At this time Sir, men usually want to put their cock into a soft wet place, sometimes a nice wet vagina or maybe a lady's mouth.?
Starting to speed up her hand motion, she looked up at me and, licking lips asked. ?Would you like to put your penis in my mouth Sir?? she teased. I almost came there and then but fought back the urge. I watched as Hazel leaned closer to my throbbing shaft. ?Oh Sir,? she said, ?its so big, I don't know if I can get it all in.? Then she started running her fist faster and faster up and down my cock and I felt it swell in her hand. I groaned loudly. ?No I don't think I can sir it's too big,? she purred, ?I'll try something else first.? My heart was racing as Hazel leaned forward and pulled my cock towards her tits. She rubbed the shiny tip up and down through her cleavage, coating it with my pre-cum then started to move her upper body, tit-fucking him. She slid her tits up and down my shaft, all the time watching my face intently, teasing me to the edge, softly licking her lips, increasing my anticipation of her taking me into her mouth. More and more of my pre-cum coated her tits as my cock leaked my natural lubricant like a tap. ?Oh I'm sure you can take it Miss Whitehouse. If you take your time, I'm sure you can manage it,? I said, aching to feel her soft lips around my cock. Hazel looked up at me and stopped what she was doing. She smiled. ?Well I'll try Sir but it's so big.? she teased. She gripped my throbbing shaft tighter and began to stroke me again, faster and harder now. ?Am I doing it right Sir?? she giggled, continuing to stroke me even harder.
My eyes were locked on her fingers sliding up and down my aching cock, forcing more pre-cum from it with every upward stroke. I wanted to come so badly but watching my gorgeous wife re-enacting one of her favourite fantasies made me hold off as long as I could. My body strained as my desire to shoot my load increased, my mouth was dry with anticipation. Suddenly Hazel stopped pumping me and smiled then reached into her handbag and pulled out a small bottle. She squirted some of the fragrant oil onto her hand and reached over and started to stroke me again. The oil soon coated my cock making it look and feel even bigger. She took my balls in one of her hands and began massaging them, occasionally raking her manicured nails over the taut skin. With her other hand she gripped my cock at the base, and pressed it down hard against my belly and worked the flat of her hand up and down in short strokes making her way towards my weeping knob. my cock throbbed so much it actually hurt. My balls ached, full to the bursting point. They needed to be emptied, and soon. My heart pounded as blood rushed through my body. I continued to watch as my beautiful wife / student worked on my cock. ?Oh Sir,? Hazel said, smiling, ?your balls are so full I think they'll burst if you don't come very soon. Just sit there I'll see if I can manage to get your penis into my mouth,? she purred. ?Oh Sir it's even bigger now.? I looked down and almost fainted at the sight. Actually no more than about seven inches, it now looked at least an inch longer, the huge, shining knob pulsing like an overripe plum, the slit at its tip gaping open as the Hazel forced even more pre-cum from it.
Watching my face, Hazel leaned forward and slowly ran her tongue over the glistening surface of my knob. I shifted in my seat, trying to push my cock upwards into her mouth. Hazel smiled up at him. ?No Sir, don't move,? she whispered. ?I have to do this my way.? As she spoke she started a gentle feathery, stroking motion with her hands, barely grazing the surface of my shaft. Her tongue snaked out again and licked my knob for a second time. This time though, as her tongue swirled over it, she lowered her face towards it and, opening her mouth as wide as she could, and pressed down on my cock. I watched in awe as my cock disappeared into her mouth. Hazel really knew what she was doing when it came to sucking a cock and never tired of the feeling of her soft, hot mouth on mine. We could both feel my knob pulsing in her mouth, her tongue now swirling over the tightly stretched skin. Her fingers were still wrapped around my shaft her thumb and forefinger, circling it at about half length. It was obvious that what was left above was all she could fit into her mouth. Her gorgeous green eyes gazed up and met mine. I marvelled at the sight of her face impaled on my aching cock. I watched as her mouth worked on me, continuing to suck on my hidden knob. I could feel the pressure of my cumm starting to build in my balls. My muscles started to strain and I realized they would soon reach the point of uncontrolled release. I tried my best to hold back, eyes glued to my gorgeous wife at my feet as she continued to suck and stroke me.
I wished she could keep sucking me forever, but we both sensed that I was close to coming and knew that that wouldn't be possible. I surged towards my orgasm, my appreciation of her oral skills, all that was in my mind. my need to come intensified and pushed me to the edge. All I cared about was seeing Hazel at my feet, her mouth filled up with my cumm. I thrust my hips upwards, lifting myself up off the chair I tried to force my now visibly pulsing shaft deeper into her mouth but her thumb and forefinger prevented it. I reached down and, barely able to see, felt for her head, I grabbed it, and, pulling hard, clamped her face down over my shaft. My whole length throbbed as her lips slid up and down my shaft and she gasped for air as my cock filled her mouth. Suddenly the urge come overcame me. ?Oh God Hazel,? I groaned slipping back to husband and wife mode, ?I'm coming.? Hazel held onto my hips as my thick cock drove in and out of her mouth. She could barely breath when she felt me tense. ?Yes Hazel yes, that's it, I'm coming now,? I yelled as the first jet of cumm squirted into her mouth. As more cumm shot down her throat, Hazel pulled back and sucked my knob as hard and fast as she could, swallowing the thick load as it spurted from the tip of my cock. Even though she swallowed as hard as she could, it was just too much for her and my cumm dribbled from the corners of her mouth and ran down onto her heaving tits and from there trickled down towards her soaking pussy. Hazel had given me plenty of blow jobs before, but she was totally unprepared for the load I pumped into her this time.
When my orgasm finally began to subside and the flow of cumm trickled to a stop, she pulled my rapidly softening cock from her mouth. As it slipped from between her lips she sucked hard one last time, the knob making a loud wet slurping sound as it popped out of her mouth. ?How was that Sir?? she asked, sliding one of her hands down to caress my now empty balls. ?It was easier than I thought it would be. I didn't think I could take a cock as big as that but I'd really like to do it again some time.? I looked down at her. Her tits streaked with cumm which had dribbled down her belly towards her black lace covered pussy. She truly was one of the sexiest women I had ever met and the thought that she'd just sucked such a huge load of cumm out of my cock amazed him. As she got to her feet I admired her beautiful tits and the firm shape of her ass. The sheer back of her lace panties hugged her ass and as she pulled them up tighter over her pussy lips. ?Well, Sir,? she asked, ?have I proved that I really do know about the male reproductive system?? ?Well yes Miss Whitehouse, but there's much more to it than sucking a man's penis but I think your oral expertise is definitely worth an 'A+'.?