By now I was feeling uncontrollably horny and pulled Claire up so that we could scissor each other; our cunts rubbed against one another and we were ...oaning now, oblivious to anything except our own pleasure – holding each others' legs and looking at each other with lust, we ground our pussies together and we each rubbed our own clits. It was very hot, looking at ourselves performing like this and getting every nearer our own orgasms. Suddenly, as if sensing what would drive the watching. I thought her idea was quite good but I wasn’t sure about dressing up as a schoolgirl! However, try as we might, we couldn’t think of anything better. On the day of the party Wendy had laid out the various elements of our costumes on the bed. There were two of everything. Two gymslips, two white shirts, two ties, two suspenders with stockings and two pairs of navy blue knickers. ‘I’m not wearing those!’ I said, pointing at the knickers. ‘Why not?’ asked Wendy. ‘Because, darling, if you remember. You are beautiful that, In fact, you look good enough to eat.” Giving her an idea what was to come. I took her skirt from the rear and pulled it up to her waist. Since She didn’t protest as I backed her against her work table, laid her back, and pulled her purple panties off, I could feel Her panties were so drenched that they was a huge wet spot. She was so absorbed in this lust that nothing else mattered. I pulled and sat in the chair, spreading her legs, I parted her thick bush. I wanted to. At the moment the boys are just finishing their oral technique, but it is impossible to test how successfully they have learnt it without some young women for them to try with. If that goes well I may start the next phase of their course, vaginal sex. I am splitting the group in half so there will only be ten or so boys there, otherwise I think you would find it a bit much and of course the lesson would take far too much time. The girls considered this, then Honey, a gorgeous girl whose hair.