Crystal’s New School – Prologue

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Note: All characters are of course, over eighteen.

Crystal stood in front of her full length mirror in her bedroom, wearing only the dreamy smile she woke up with. She looked at the image before her.

She was slender he had been going instead of her mum to all the underwear stores in the mall. You and me sweety, you’ll have your pick, but I want to see before you buy.

She didn’t mind as he had great taste on what would look great (of course anything) but seemed to have an unlimited budget & time for her, trying on things.

He would give his opinion, admire her from all angles and was very thorough.

He would run his hands all over the items to make sure they fitted, sometimes lying on the floor or crouching down to see how the latest sheer, lacy or tiny underthings looked.

However, Crystal thought some of the flimsy materials so closely moulded to her crotch just made it a little itchy and it tended to preoccupy her when she should have been listening to the teacher. It also meant sometimes it was soaking with her juices most of the time, and she was sure she could smell it.

And sometimes, especially with the sheer mesh ones, she could feel the moisture down her inner thighs.

In fact, one particular day, Crystal was so annoyed & yes excited by it that when her mum was home once, she stopped her & said look at this. She raised her short plaid school skirt. Chloe, her mum, looked & couldn’t stop staring, transfixed.

Crystal had on white, sheer mesh style panties with shoestring straps & no lining, as she usually wore to school. Her pussy was in a tight triangle of material, fully covered but completely visible. If anything the view was enhanced by the material like something for a wedding night.

Her stripe, the puffy outer lips and smooth skin were all on display, as most of her teachers and class could have confirmed. (However, she would have been mortified to know the extent of the knowledge or indeed the pictures shared.)

The delicate bulge was kağızman escort visible, and the gap between her upper thighs framed it well. It was all Chloe could do not to remove the panties and take a lick of the treasure.

Then Crystal spoke, ‘Mum, can you see — they are wet, dripping and it runs down my legs. Im always conscious of it, I feel the breeze and it itches, tingles you know?’

Uh huh, her mum couldn’t form words. Coming to, she said ‘its normal’, but her voice was very husky. ‘Is it normal to have to go to the bathroom to wipe? –

What about having to calm myself down before returning to class?’

‘Sure dear, but what do you mean?’

‘You know, touch down there?’ Crystal replied.

Chloe almost came on the spot. ‘Take off those.’ Crystal slowly tweaked side to side & they were given to Chloe.

The item weighed nothing and was wet, soaked and Chloes palm was now wet too.

‘I’ll take these and show your father’ she said. ‘Now lay back on the couch and ill check for irritation.’

Crystal was already hypersensitive, and her mother gently easing her virgin lips apart & touching the warm pink hood & inner lips was almost too much.

After her mum had run her finger up and down a couple of times she was rewarded with watching the pulse from her daughters orgasm, as her finger stayed and pressed a little, much to Crystals delight.

Even as consenting adults, this felt like crossing the line for them both, and some random comment from her mum meant that was where they left it.

Again coming back to reality, Crystal got dressed for her new day at the girls only boarding school. Catering for 18+, it was more of a finishing school & vocational training.

She put on some modest white cotton panties & a slim basic bra with the standard (although slightly tailored & pretty thin) white blouse. This one didn’t have the pocket on the front, so the outline of the bra front & back was noticeable.

Combined with the pleated maraş escort skirt, mid calf or higher and it was all pretty much what she expected, although a quick twirl showed a glimpse of heaven, and any breeze would do the same.

Or stairs, what if… She snapped back again from the intoxicating feelings of viewing or being viewed..

Her mother & now 18 college bound brother were dropping her at the new boarding school during the week.

On the way her brother looked so down, probably imagining all the missed opportunities to discreetly see something she guessed.

And she knew what she had to do, to make up for all the times he would miss out on seeing her change, or watch her panties under a short skirt instead of the TV.

Just then her mum interrupted. ‘Sweety, what kind of underwear have you got on?’ She told her. ‘What kind did you pack?’

Apart from a few standard pairs, there was a lot of filmy thin seethroughs but she knew the dress codes and didn’t want to push the limits on the first day.

I need you to change them babe. ‘Why? What to?’

‘Your normal seethroughs — you can change in the car, Reno won’t mind, he may even look away..’

‘But why?’ ‘Well I used to go here, and its like a test..’

‘Really?’ Crystal queried.

She raced over to her suitcase in the back of the wagon and shimmied the old panties off. Reno stuck out his hand ‘I’ll hold them for you!’ he grinned, ‘Something to remember you by!’

Crystal pretended to be upset, then relented. Let him have his fun.

She placed them in his hand & started sliding the new ones up her legs, giving him a good look as she moved in the seat and scissored her long graceful legs sideways to fit.

Her smooth, better than shaven mound looked incredible, and opened slightly as she moved, which he didn’t miss, and the bulge in his pants came to life.

She unbuttoned her shirt, flicked the single clasp as only girls can do, letting her pert B cups free, and swapped kahta escort into the matching bra, this one sheer with no padding, affording an easy look through the shirt once in place to see the contrast of the nipples, and hardness if applicable.

She saw from the corner of her eye him sniffing her still warm gift, and, spur of the moment decided what the appropriate send off would be, a thank you for not being too obvious about wanting her in a incestuous way.

She reached across, undid his buttons on his jeans, and got him to drop them & his underwear, already spotted with precum, past his knees. His bewilderment & fright quickly gave way to sheer excitement as she reached around, and softly grasped his shaft to look at it closely.

Smooth, straining and twitching as if it was alive and needed to go somewhere, without pubic hair, quickly building moisture, the good sized slim cock and tight ballsack was caressed fondly.

She lazily ran her fingers up and down, getting the feel of the territory, before slowly and delicately licking the tip of it, now starting to push out droplets of clear liquid in excitement.

She lowered her head for the first time & using her intuition, guessed at what a blowjob would require. She slowly applied pressure & suction, and moved it in & out of her mouth. Gently wrapping her hand around the base and pushing the skin towards the tip, it was overwhelming for her brother.

Rapidly, the two virgins started to relax and enjoy the experience.

‘I love you, Crys,’ Reno manged to pant, his voice distorted.. Probably 3 minutes in of gentle work, and Reno could not hold it any more and shakily announced, ‘I’m gonna..’

His cock pulsed frantically in the most extreme experience of his life, and squirt after squirt rapidly filled her mouth, throat and started to paint her chin, neck and chest as she was surprised and overwhelmed by it.

He started to apologize, but stopped when he saw how serene she was, and in his post orgasmic bliss, kept thanking her. Her mum kept quiet. She was surprised but mature enough to recognize the kindness of the gesture.

Crystal thoughtfully wiped the cum from her chin & licked her fingers. It wasn’t bad she thought, she undid the buttons on her blouse & wiped the cum from her chest.