Lesbian Schoolgirl: Exclusive Must-Have Seduction

So this lesbian schoolgirl thing happened last week and I still can’t stop thinking about it. My friend Mara came over to study, but the moment she sat on my bed in that tiny plaid skirt and thigh-high stockings, the textbooks just sat there forgotten. She’s got this lean, wiry body and small natural tits that I’d been sneaking glances at for months, and when she caught me staring, she didn’t look away—she just leaned in and kissed me, slow at first, then deeper. One thing led to nothing else and soon we were tangled up, her stockings brushing against my legs while I fumbled with the clasp of her bra. I remember the soft weight of her breast in my palm, the way she gasped when I kissed down her stomach, and how she tugged my hair when my mouth finally found her. We took turns like that, learning each other’s rhythms, her tongue doing things that made my thoughts go completely blank. Afterwards we just lay there laughing, sweaty and tangled in my sheets, and she whispered that we should definitely study together more often.