School Days ( I didn't write this ) - Sex Stories

School Days ( I didn't write this )

... The maitre-de greeted the trio warmly and e****ted them to a table on the slightly raised mezzanine. All eyes were on the cute little girl as she made her way between the other tables. Christina couldn't help but overhear the whispered admirations as the other diners paused and noted the precious darling accompaning Mrs.Alexander. Self-consciously, Christine took his seat as the waiter held the chair for him, making sure to gracefully spread his skirt and petticoat. It was with an almost audible sigh of relief that Mary ordered for him. While the two ladies ordered white wine, a Shirley Temple was suggested for the younster. The meal itself was wonderful, though Christine felt on pins and needles throughout. After the traditional turkey, cranberry sauce and stuffing, Mary ordered pecan pie and coffee and another softdrink for her niece. Christine seemed to grow uncomfortable and Carolyn, taking notice asked, "Is there something wrong, sweetheart?" Despite the boy/girl's embarassment, Christine couldn't wait any longer. "I have to use the restroom" he finally whispered. Smiling, the maid quickly summoned the waiter and asked "Could you tell me where the powderoom is? It seems our little guest had a bit too much to drink." After being shown the way, Carolyn took sheepish girl by the hand and led him down the hall to the door marked "Ladies". Thankfully, the elegantly decorated room was otherwise unoccupied. Carolyn latched the door to provide some privacy, and to Christine's ...

... surprise, backed him into one of the stalls. Lifting the young boy's skirt and petticoat, Carolyn seemed to take charge, "Here, Honey, I'll help you. Hold your dress up now." As his cheeks turned a deep red, his lace trimmed panties were lowered to his knees and the maid inched him back till he was almost f***ed down on the seat. To his chagrin, Carolyn then gently took his soft penis in her hand and held it down, aiming it for him. "Go ahead, dear; let me see my little girl tinkle." The boy felt totally mortified; never had he been treated like such a completely helpless c***d. Despite his humiliation, Carolyn smiled as the sound of water splashing in the bowl echoed in the small stall. When he was finished, instead of replacing his panties to their former position, the maid had the boy stand, his petticoats still raised to waist level. She took a tissue and gently dried the tip of his penis, and with the frilly white panties still around his ankles, she opened her purse and removed a small container. He looked down just as she opened it and watched as she removed a soft feather puff. After coating it with perfumed powder, she carefully dusted him, paying attention to cover not only his genitals, but also down along the length of his thighs. With one final caress, she patted his now silky penis, and then reaching down, slowly pulled his panties back to their original position. "All finished, sweetheart" she said, helping to straighten his petticoats as they floated down over ...