The story is between me and a student in my class, I am a faculty and the students are around 20 to 30 in each batch. A girl who is yet to get marry a...d she got engaged and her would be is in states. She is having daily chat with him and some time her chat crosses the limits to their personal fantasies, telephonic kisses, meanings, etc and discussions on their private parts sizes, description, midnight activities, fantasies etc, which making her too horny and she desperately in need of some fun. " Yes, I know," I said innocently."But," she continued, "you should remember who has the bigger cock here."She turned her back to me and removed her slacks and then her panties. Isaw her stepping into something. When she turned around, she was wearing adildo bigger than the one in my purse. She moved closer to where the headof the dildo was inches from my lips. She told me to get down on my knees."Kiss it," she ordered with a smiled and she caressed my cheek.I did so."Hold it in your hand and. He pulls the tail of the bow that is wrapped around my dress and it falls to the floor. With his hands now on my shoulders he pushes me to my knees. I unbuckle his belt and the button on his slacks. I pull them down and can see, smell the serpent that is protruding from his jockey shorts; I pull them down to his ankles as the head of his dick slaps me in the face. I feel the pre cum that’s been dripping from the slit of his dick. I now taste it as I move my lips slowly down his shaft until my. ... It was soo arrousing thinking of wearing the dress, yet Ididn't do.Then during my childhood I remember going thru some old clothes andfinding skirts and a girlish dress, wearing it now and then.i dressed less in my early years as a child, then stopped dressingbetween 12-18 years old thinking I can break away from it. But it wasalways there, the urge to dress in girls clothes, never went away.I remember at 18 in between high school and college I needed to take astressful driving test, to.