Chapter 1

The two close girlfriends stood next to each other and looked down at the skimpy schoolgirl outfits stretched out innocently on Miss Asugi’s pink and white bed. Yoko was giggling just like when they were actual schoolgirls whispering about what boys did to them on the bus or even in the back of the classroom where the teacher couldn’t see their busy fingers working in places nice boys didn’t go without express permission from the owner.

They were both dressed in identical “hello kitty” panties and had the white fur tops that tickled Miss Asugi’s nostrils every time she looked down at her flat tummy above the drawing of a pretty little pussy. Yoko didn’t seem to mind Miss Asugi’s hand sliding under her silk panties in the back at such times, because they were about as close as two girls can get without being morally corrupt. Asugi liked the way Yoko constantly kept her tiny little pucker lubricated with the special tube of scented gel imported all the way from France with its decadent aroma of sensuous invitation to serious role-playing. The two girls were skilled at pretending all sorts of kinky scenarios and the “schoolgirl” role was one of their favorites. They both had an assortment of young girl panties that would bring out the animal in any male that was in proximate distance to interact with their hot young bodies. Even the married, middle-aged men with daughters older than them stiffened up like teenaged boys when the girls bent over all the way. It was the best part of pretending to be a schoolgirl again. Both Asugi and Yoko were in agreement about that part of the fun.

They got dressed slowly watching each other intently.

Yoko reached out to smooth Miss Asugi’s panties over her pert ass cheeks and help to outline the perfect crack in the middle that showed the entrance to paradise for the young boys and the old men as well. Asugi did the same for Yoko lingering with her fingers cupping her best friend’s cheeks with possessive joy. Sometimes, they tired of the boys and their greedy cocks always wanting to go in deeper and make them shout,

“It’s so big!”

That was all they needed to make them huff and puff and get ready to spurt their happy cream wherever they wanted. Miss Asugi liked it on the outside or even right on her face because she definitely did not want to get a fat belly from strange seeds just to make some boy smile with that knowing look that proclaimed,

“She took it all the way up and you can look and see the evidence right in front of your eyes.”

Yoko thought that was funny and never failed to giggle when she was displayed with the guilty white cream-pie trickling down the inside of her schoolgirl legs. Miss Asugi thought it was the boy’s egos much too proud of making her take it right in front of all the others.

Still, it was the spirit of the moment and she joined with Yoko in congratulating the men on their stamina and gift of happy ending. Yoko had told her about the fun in taking the liquid gifts from multiple donors and she clapped her hands in glee when she described the way she liked to be covered in the sticky stuff even licking some of it with her naughty tongue. Miss Asugi shuddered at the thought of such wanton pleasures and only wanted a man to kiss her the right way with his tongue inside her mouth and whispering little words of love in her tiny pink ear. That was the way to make her all hot and excited inside and she would reward a diligent lover with her freely given assets without any reluctance or insolent behavior.

She watched her friend Yoko out in the middle of the room on her hands and knees with her panties pulled down and her school uniform push up to her waist so the boys could take turns on her exposed backside with their rampant cocks impatient to test the tightness of either of her openings. It bothered her a little to see one of the boys spank her cheeks until they were as red as rose blossoms on a misty morning framing her heart-shaped buttocks with her tiny puckered bud opening with the introduction of each new passenger.

Miss Asugi knew she could never achieve such a level of carnal kinkiness because she guarded her rear passageway with an ingrained fear of being overwhelmed with unworthy pleasure. Fortunately, one of the older men from the local government office guided her to his side and started to kiss her with a passionate level of sustained attention. It was exactly what she needed to make her pretend as hard as she could to be a silly immature schoolgirl and she allowed the middle-aged man to mount her in the conventional manner with her legs wrapped around his overweight hips in a love-lock that was more like unvarnished lust than traditional love. The gentleman had an unusually long and thick shaft that forced her to the limit in accepting his entry.

She had expected him to simply give her the standard half dozen frenzied humps before spurting his manly essence between her legs but he slowed his thrusting to almost a dead stop barely moving in various directions inside her happy channel of love. Soon, she discovered her trigger of joyful tingles was activated by his expert expeditions and she had to hold him tightly with her legs and her arms to keep from convulsing into a tight little ball of pleasure on the fluffy white carpet. Her screams of excitement brought several of the younger men into the room and they could see she was in the throes of female pleasure seldom achieved in such a high level of intimate coupling. One of the impetuous young men dropped down on her back because now she was riding the older man with her legs wrapped tightly around him. She barely looked over her shoulder at him because she was totally focused on the thick cock working her vagina for an encore of her frantic explosive feminine response. She knew the man had not drained his tool as yet and she was determined to bring him to a safe landing and a happy ending of his own.