Date: Thu, 7 May 2020 13:58:11 -0400 From: Lacy Lips Subject: Matter of Principal 2 Matter of Principal 2 Šlacylips@gmail.com DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving adults or teens. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. _______________ Well my event with Mr. Ford, the principal, was very exciting and educational (should be, he was a teacher). Anyway it never happened again. After my display of panties and his reveal of his panties and the subsequent, kind of forced (but highly enjoyed), sucking of my first cock other than the self-service kind I had enjoyed a lot, I never got another taste. Only a month or two left in 6th grade. My panty and sometimes bra wearing continued thru junior high but I never revealed it to anyone and never had any opportunity for sexual activity with anyone else. I had loved sucking Mr. Fords big cock but as I said I was not attracted to males. I guess if the situation had happen like a sleep over or a circle jerk maybe I would have found a way to get a tasty dick stuck in my mouth and get rewarded with a large load of yummy cum. Alas. Did not happen. In high school I dated a few girls and found that I spent most of my time with them trying to guess what style and color of bra they had on under their blouses. The tease of an open button was enough to get me very hard in the ever present panties I wore except on gym days. Sooner or later, with a hot girl named Megan, I was lucky enough to get my hands in her top and rub her fine and full breasts thru her bra. Being in a theater it was hard to see what I was working with but she seemed to really enjoy the tender attention I was giving her endowment. I made comments like "This is so nice, lacy, right?" and " I like the scoop neckline effect" and "Underwires sure do give a nice lift." "What color is it?" "You certainly are inquisitive about my bra. Clint. Few guys would know enough about a girls bra to ask such questions. Oh, and your hands are kind of magical. So tender. loving and really respectful in their exploration." "Why thank you miss. I have always been fascinated with female underwear. Something very sexy about even the most basic stuff. My sister leaves it all over the bathroom and I do much of the laundry at our house too so I know how to take care of fine lingerie as well as appreciate it and who wears it." Then I added "and who could not appreciate and treat with care these fine, may I say, orbs that serve to enhance your inner and outer beauty." She was cooing by then. I had her hooked with tenderness which was a switch i guess from the guys who just wanted to paw her all over not concerned at all about being gentle with her garments as well as her terrific tits. I was different and she knew it. Cupping one breast I took her firm bra enclosed nipple between my thumb and finger and firmly but tenderly and slowly squeezed it. That resulted in a moan from her and she very softly said. "That feels so good. Please keep working it and don't ignore the other one either. Darn your hands are magical!" "You think my hands are good? My mouth and tongue are even better. Maybe someday I can show you. I would worship all of you and not just your breasts." "Oh my Clint. You are making me really hot and horny. Keep massaging. Please" "Are you getting a bit wet down below?" She was talking a touch dirty so I figured why not amp it up a bit and see what happens. "As I said a second ago, I have a very talented tongue and mouth combo that I believe you would really enjoy up here, I squeezed her boob, and down here, leaving her chest I slid my hand right to the front of her slacks and softly gave the area a good grasp. She moaned a bit more. At this point the movie was going into the credits and the lights would be coming up so, being a gentleman with a bit of femininity in my blood, I buttoned her up before we rose to leave. Megan clung to me tightly to the car. As soon as we were in I asked if I could see her bra telling her how crazy I get seeing a woman in lingerie. Just bra straps framing the female form can make me insane. "Clint. The way you handled me thru the film was totally a gift to me. Respect and tenderness are such a turn on. Go ahead and take a look. I would love to turn you on." She turned toward me and button by button I opened her blouse to reveal an incredibly sexy white lace push up style underwire bra which caused her boobs to mound behind the lacy trim along the top edge of the cups. Lace went up the straps and around the band as well. Visual nirvana for me and I told her so. "I am glad that you appreciate fine lingerie and that it gets you excited. Are you hard in your pants young man? She kind of giggled at me as she said it. "Let's check." Her hand landed on my crotch surrounding my rather prominent erection. "Oh, nice! My date has a big boner." Now I was the one moaning. Next thing I know Megan is unzipping my jeans and slides her hand into my pants. "Oh my! What have we here? Smooth silky nylon? Are you wearing panties Clint?" "Well I told you that I was tuned into and appreciated fine lingerie. Guess now you know that I wear it as well. Doing my mom's and sister's laundry involved hand washing and careful attention to their fine under garments which excited me in elementary school and still does today. Hey they got to wear pretty and wonderful feeling stuff. Why not me. So I started in 6th grade. Does it bother you?" "No. Just a bit surprised by it. No wonder you asked all those detail questions with your hand in my blouse. You really were interested in bra design and aparently construction too." I was blushing for sure but her hand gliding and sliding over my nylon wrapped pecker calmed most of my embarrassment quickly. It was also making a wet spot develop in there. She inquired if I wore panties all the time and did I have a lot of them. What types, styles, fabrics, lacy or plain. I informed her that I wore them all time except gym days and had a large collection of mostly simple but wonderful feeling materials. High leg cuts, hip huggers and some boy short types. Only a few had lace or embroidered accents. Not frilly much."But they all look so pretty I cannot resist." "Well one of these days we will have to see if you can resist my panties. Kind of hoping that you can't." "It would be a pleasure to try or maybe just pleasure you my oh-so-wonderful friend." She smiled with her hand still taking the erection tour thru my soft blue panties and my hands massaging those mounded breasts and pinching her nipples to her utter delight. Then the kissing began. Megan was a smooching animal. her lips so soft and her tongue crazy busy driving into my mouth over and over and becoming very sloppy. Hell this was almost as good as a dick in my mouth. "Do you like sloppy french kisses Clint?" she asked between tongue probing grinds on my face. I told her it was fantastic and what great things her firing up my oral urges was doing. "Yes I had an idea based on the big damp slippery spot right here." (She rubbed the head of my teen cock thru the material infused now with slippery slime of precum. " Some day we will have to explore this further. OK?" "For certain we will." "I better put myself back together and have you get me home before mom and dad decide to disown me. That would be bad for you too since they supply their little princess with all of these fine garments you are fascinated by so much." I immediately volunteered to help reposition her bra and button her blouse back up. Of course I had to spend more time than needed to smooth the wrinkles out of the front. Yes I mean feeling her up some more. Megan had no complaints and kind of glowed in the dim street lit scene in my car. I tried, not too successfully, to reposition my still very hard slippery and damp meat stick in my panties before finally zipping things back together. I dropped Megan off after she insisted that we hang out the next weekend. I had to promise not to say anything about it though because her parents would be away and if they had any idea about what might take place then they would not go on the relatives visit as planned. At the last minute, after another great tongue probing kiss, she says " Do you ever wear a bra, stockings, slips?" Sheepishly I answered in almost a whisper " Yes? Sometimes when I am alone." "Well be sure to bring some next weekend so we can play dress up. If you present well enough you can be my lesbian lover." I think I came in my pants at that moment and drove home really gooey in the groin. My masturbation inspiration had new material and the second the family was in bed my toes were hooked over the headboard and I was soon streaming a hot spear of cum into my horny mouth. My oral fixation needed to be sated. How does it all relate to the Principal. Stay tuned. Comments? lacy lips@gmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. 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