’C’mon baby,’she whispered. ‘You want to smell it. Here you are. Smell it, baby. You like that smell? ‘ I tried to answer but she was pressi...g my face right in between her thighs and i couldn’t speak. She took my face in her two hands and bent my head back. ‘Don’t worry, baby. I’m not going to tell anyone. Just do what I tell you, you’ll like it, I promise. You do like it don’t you!.’ I could feel myself blushing and I nodded. My young cock was thick and hard and I was worried that it would. “Maggie loves dancing and rarely gets a chance to put on glad rags. It would be nice to have a bit of time to myself at home. I want her to go. It’s completely up to Maggie, but if I were her, I’d go.” I looked across the table directly at Maggie, trying to show her that I meant it and I was fine. She looked directly back at me as she said, “if you’re sure Paul, then yes, I’d be happy to go and keep you company, Simon.”She continued to look at me. It was a strange way to agree to go out with. I knelt down to taste her pussy. I showed her skirt up and pulled her panties down. Her pussy was so smooth, very little hair but not shaved. Small little lips. I licked her pussy softly and slowly at first. Then she told me faster so I really started working her clit with my tongue while fingering her tight pussy. I continued to eat her pussy. She was bucking like crazy until she came. She squirted right in my mouth, it tasted so good, but I leaned back just to catch my breath and she gave me. It turns out the girls were getting all dolled up to host one of the first parties of the new semester. As I watched them all get ready I just sat wanting to bust. I went through the entire party now wearing this device and the 3 girls knowing, possibly telling others at the party. Since all her roommates knew of our fetish, when the party was over they wanted me to clean up since I was "bitch boy". Mistress B gave me a pair of her stockings to wear and I crawled around their kitchen.