In School Uniform

I stood right in front of the mirror, tucking that white shirt into my checkered short skirt. I pulled up the tie, put on the hat and the black-rimmed glasses, and then did a final check.

“How do I look?” I asked.

He laid on the bed in his white shirt, blue vest and black pants, and looked right at me.

“You are turning me on. Hot, like those Japanese schoolgirls.” He shot me a cheeky grin.

I giggled. We were about to head to a party that night with the theme being ‘school night’.

I walked over, climbed onto him seductively, and my hand teased his hard-on.

“I didn’t know you have a school uniform fetish. Do you think we have time, Mister?” As I said that, I unzipped his pants, slipped his dick into my mouth and looked back at him.

“Keep your uniform on.” That was the last set of verbal instructions I had gotten. His hands reached under my skirt to pull of my panties, and he entered with ease.

“So are you fantasizing about a student-teacher affair right now, or a junior-senior sex?” I quipped.

“Nothing. I just want to fuck you hard now.” Came his reply, and he did…

There couldn’t have been a sexier start to a partying night.

I’m beginning to understand uniform fetish.