Schoolgirl Raffle
Exhibitionist & Voyeur Story

Schoolgirl Raffle

by Drover60 17 min read 4.8 (12,400 views)
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Schoolgirl Raffle - Part 2

Back by popular demand, this is Part 2 of my Schoolgirl Raffle story. It will probably make a little more sense if you read the first part! I didn't originally intend to write a sequel to this story, but hopefully it works. Happy reading!

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As the Kylie Minogue song goes "I just can't get you out of my head!"

During a fund-raising evening at his daughters' school, Steve had the good fortune to win a raffle prize. But it was not just another raffle prize, it was the services of a university mentor, to team up with his 6

th

form daughter Lauren. This mentor turned out to be a teasing little minx called Grace.

She had teased him to distraction with flashes of her white panties for most of the evening and he had spanked her with a ruler, leading to oral sex. He felt guilty that as a married man he had allowed himself to get involved with a girl who, after all, was only a year or two older than his own daughter. He tried desperately to convince himself that they were both consenting adults and knew exactly what they were doing, but since that day Steve just could not get her out of his head.

Following their 'online' introduction at Lauren's school, Steve's daughter Lauren, and Cambridge University under-graduate Grace kept in regular messaging contact but had not actually met each other. Steve knew that part of the prize included a visit to Grace's university for Lauren to get an insight into undergraduate life. He made sure that Lauren had not forgotten about it and was delighted to hear that Grace was already on the case and had started to make the arrangements.

Steve was unsure if Emily and himself would be invited, so tried not to raise false hopes of another meeting with the delectable, teasing Grace. He need not have worried as parents were encouraged to get involved to show their support and to get a handle on where their offspring's 'eye-wateringly large' student loan would be spent!

Pretty soon a date was set for Steve, Emily and Lauren to travel to Cambridge. The idea was to meet up with Grace and go on a tour of her university campus and student accommodation. Although Steve knew there must not be a repeat of the sexual shenanigans their last meeting, he was still looking forward to seeing her again because she is just so fucking hot!

On the day of the visit everyone seemed to be in a good mood as they sped along the A14 and making good time. Once they arrived and parked up, they made their way to the reception area of what was a pretty imposing university building. Grace was already waiting for them in the foyer, dressed casually in faded tight jeans with matching rips on the knees (as all young people seem to wear these days), a loose round neck red jumper and white trainers. She had put on eye shadow, light make-up and red lip gloss but didn't need to as she was naturally beautiful.

Steve introduced Grace to Emily and Lauren who hugged each other warmly before she pressed her body against Steve and planted a great big kiss on his right cheek leaving a bright red lipstick mark.

"What did I do to deserve that?" he asked, trying to play it cool.

"That's for winning me in the raffle! I'm so glad you did, because your family is really lovely!" Grace cheerily replied.

"Here let me rub my lipstick off, we don't want people gossiping do we?!" Grace winked as she pulled out a white handkerchief and dabbed his cheek whilst as just stood there, not knowing what to say or do.

Grace explained that the College had organised for a guided tour of the campus facilities and this was expected to last for approximately three hours. They had also pencilled in a visit to see the student accommodation, which was off-campus, so would take about two hours plus travel time.

In order to make the best use of the time available, Grace pointed out that it would be sensible to split up to give themselves enough time to cover everything in detail. She proposed that it was more important for Lauren and Emily to see the academic side, whilst she would show Steve the halls of residence and student facilities which were less important.

Steve just kept quiet, but much to his surprise, Emily and Lauren agreed to this idea straight away. Before anyone could change their mind, Grace pointed the way for Emily and Lauren to join the organised University tour while she led Steve to catch a bus from the College entrance. As soon as they got to the outside of the building, Grace could not contain herself and exploded into fits of laughter.

"Did you see what I did Lauren's Dad!" she exclaimed. "I manipulated that situation to perfection. Emily and Lauren get to tour the boring university bits whilst I managed to get you all to myself for a couple of hours - everyone is a winner!"

"Clever girl, I can see why you go to University!" he joked in response. He then stopped and put on his 'serious' face.

"Now let's get this straight Grace, as much as I like you, you are still my daughter's mentor. My wife is here and I simply can't take any risks. What happened at St Marys has to be a one-off, call it a lapse in my judgement. I simply can't allow it happen again. Do you understand me?"

"Lauren's Dad, I hear you load and clear, but you are talking about are

your

judgement calls, not mine. Since we met, the thought of you getting all excited at my teasing and then spanking my bum still gives me sexy thoughts. I dream about it all the time and sometimes have to use a vibrator to satisfy my naughty urges."

Fuck, it seemed that this girl was still intent on flirting with him. He knew it was going to be difficult but he had to resist temptation!

It was a short journey to Grace's flat so she gave Steve a walking tour of the accommodation blocks, showing him the laundry, shop and communal recreational areas. In the lounge, behind a row of easy chairs was a large noticeboard filled with adverts and posters of various items that were obviously for sale. Grace leaned over and pulled the drawing pin out of an A4 sized advert for something called '5ive Girls'. She handed it to Steve.

"See this flyer - I'm in this play!" she announced rather proudly.

Steve took a closer look at the five, rather sexily dressed, catholic schoolgirls standing in front of a large silver 5-pointed star symbol. The girls were backlit so it was difficult to make out their faces however one of them looked like Grace. The green writing at the bottom of the poster indicated that the show was on Halloween at a theatre on the Uni campus.

"Is that you?" he pointed to the figure that looked most familiar to him.

"Yes, it is. Top marks! There is Lucy, Claire, Natalie, Charlie and me." She pointed at each of the hot girls as she said their name.

Steve recognised the film as one he had watched several years ago. He remembered that the storyline included one of hot young the girls getting caned on her panties in front of the class. For some strange reason, that was the only part he could remember!

"But isn't this a feature-length film?" he asked.

"It is, but we are doing a shortened version that my friends and I are putting together for a 'Halloween Horror' event. The show consists of a series of spooky plays and sketches written by students and for students. Our play is an adaption of the Canadian horror film called '5ive Girls'. I don't know if you have ever seen it or not, but it takes place in a Catholic girls' school and dabbles with the occult and evil forces. Whooooo," she shook her fingers at Steve in mock horror.

"Yes, I think I may have seen it," he nodded.

"You have? Great! So, what was your favourite part?" she laughed. "No, let me guess.........could it possibly be the scene where one of the girls, the naughty Alex, gets caned in front of the whole classroom for going to the third floor where somebody disappeared!"

"Yes, how did you know?" he replied feigning innocence.

"Call it intuition!" she laughed.

"To be absolutely honest, it's the only part of the film I can remember!" he laughed.

"Yeah, a few people have said that - we definitely need to make sure it is in our play. It will give the audience something to remember!"

"You will need to make sure you rehearse properly because acting isn't easy. Believe it or not, I was in a theatre group before I got married and acted in several plays including some Shakespeare stuff. It was great fun and a really good all-round experience. Take it from me, you should try to get the most out of it while you are still young!" he said.

"Yes, I fully intend to give it my all," she smiled and nodded.

"So, which part are you playing?" he asked. "...It wouldn't be the 'Alex' character by any chance, would it?"

"I don't know, we are still writing the script. All I know is that I will be one of the five girls, but we are still arguing about who will play each of the main parts. We don't really have a director and it's all a bit disorganised."

"Yes, I can understand the apprehension, I bet nobody wants to play the part of Alex and get caned in front of an audience!" he laughed.

"No, far from it - the problem is that we

all

want to play the part of Alex!.......... Wait, I have an idea. To stop all the arguing, you should come back and cane all five of us to see who performs the role of Alex the best!" she grinned stupidly at him.

It was obviously a joke statement, but the thought of it seared straight into his mind. The idea of caning five sexy university students, wearing sexy schoolgirl uniforms, was firmly embedded into his brain. He allowed her teasing comment to pass, as there was nothing more he could add.

They eventually reached Grace's room, which was surprisingly neat and tidy for a student flat. She invited Steve to sit on her bed and they chatted more about the play. Steve tried to pass on some practical advice regarding acting in front of a live audience, however Grace didn't seem to be listening to what he was saying. She seemed to be miles away. Then suddenly she jumped up.

"I've had an idea. Wait here, I think I may have a nice surprise for you!"

With that, she flicked on the tv, opened a cupboard, grabbed a bag and disappeared into the bathroom. Steve wasn't particularly interested in what was on the TV, so after a few minutes he got up to look at the view from the window. Wandering around the room he flicked through some photos of Grace and her friends pinned to her noticeboard. The girls had their arms around each other. They were all young and very attractive. He lifted a couple of the photos and noticed one where several really attractive girls had stripped down to their bras and panties and were lying on the bed in Grace's room. They held drinks and looked like they were having a great time. He thought about taking a picture for himself but wisely resisted.

Noticing the top drawer of the dressing table was partly open, he slowly pulled the handle to reveal a pile of Grace's panties. He lifted out the top pair and immediately had a flashback to Grace lifting her short skirt to show him the crotch of a similar pair of white panties. Perhaps this was the same pair! Sadly, fresh clean panties, although delectable, were exactly that - fresh and clean! He carefully placed them back in the drawer and closed it quietly.

There was a white laundry basket behind her bedroom door so he decided to investigate. A pair of Grace's freshly worn panties would be much more interesting! He didn't have to search far to find a pair of panties that fitted the bill - black cotton with a slightly yellow-stained crotch. He pressed them tightly to his nose to see if they still retained the sweet aroma of her young pussy.

Unfortunately, he didn't hear the bathroom door open. Grace had quietly stepped out to the sight of Steve standing there, sniffing her worn panties. She cleared her throat to signify her presence. Steve froze. It was not a good look! Without looking up he dropped the offending garment back on top of the pile of dirty clothes and silently prayed that she had not seen what he was doing.

"Oh, Lauren's Dad! What do we have here!" Grace exclaimed in mock surprise. "We seem to have a knicker-sniffer in our midst."

".......I...I...was just..........." There was nothing he could say that would justify his actions, so he went for a lame joke. "I just wanted to see what kind of panties a university under-graduate wears........... it's purely for research purposes!

"Research indeed!" Grace laughed. She knew exactly what he was up to as she had been spying on him through a gap in the bathroom door and had waited for an opportune moment to catch him out. She timed it to perfection and knew that she now had the upper hand over him.

"So, you haven't mentioned if like my stage outfit or not, Lauren's Dad!" she commented.

In the utter embarrassment of being caught red-handed, he hadn't noticed that Grace had got changed into a schoolgirl uniform just like the '5ive Girls' poster picture, and was now standing in front of him looking as hot as fuck.

He slowly looked her up and down.......and up.....and down again.

She looked like every man's perverted dream, wearing black heels and black fishnets that made her legs look sleek and toned. Her dark blue/light blue plaid pleated mini skirt nipped in at her slender waist and hugged her hips before finishing high on her thighs.

A new addition was a navy-blue school blazer. Underneath she wore a pristine white school shirt that was quite tight across her pouting breasts and a blue and yellow striped tie fell nicely in the valley of her breasts. To finish off the naughty schoolgirl look, she had tied her long blonde hair back into two blonde pigtails.

"Oh my god, you look sensational!" he exclaimed with absolute sincerity. "But why have you got dressed like this now?"

"This is my costume for the show! As we were talking about it, I thought you might like to be the first person to see me wearing it!... I can take it off if you don't like......"

Grace reached for the hem of her short skirt and began to lift it slowly. After an inch or two it was clear that the fishnets she was wearing were actually fishnet stockings, with the clasps of black suspender straps contrasting beautifully with her creamy thighs.

"Shall I take it all off Lauren's Dad?" she asked innocently.

"Ahhh! No, it's okay, you can leave it on if you want....it looks fantastic but don't you think it's a bit too risquΓ© for a play? Come to think of it, I don't remember the girls in the film wearing fishnet stockings - I thought it was more like traditional knee-length socks!" he pointed out.

"We are using 'artistic licence' and it will definitely help to bring the punters in! Also, I did mention to you that I like to wear stockings and suspenders, didn't I?" she smiled.

"I....I don't really remember..." he lied.

"I thought I showed you some pictures on my phone and you seemed to like them! You don't have to imagine what I look like now do you?"

She reached down and deliberately un-fastened the front of one of the suspender clasps, releasing the lacy black band at the top of a fishnet stocking.

"I remember that you said that you'd love the chance to help me fasten a suspender clasp without your hands shaking too much! So, let's see you in action then!"

He knew once again that he was being drawn-in to a situation he really shouldn't be in. He hesitated for a moment then looked at Grace. She silently nodded her head. He capitulated. So much for his good intentions!

He knelt in front of her as she offered a gorgeous, long leg to him. His head was more or less level with the bottom of her skirt, which she kindly lifted to allow him to access her stocking top. She then lifted it even higher.

"Look, I have tucked the suspender straps underneath my panties so I won't pee myself if I get caught short! Mind you, knicker-sniffer perverts like you might actually like water sports!"

Steve ignored her barbed jibes and reached for the dangling suspender strap. She watched with amusement as he fumbled with the metal fastening. He had to put his hand on her leg to try and hook it onto the stocking top.

"My God, you really are trembling aren't you!" she declared.

"Yes..... for some strange reason I'm not used to doing this!" he exclaimed in acute embarrassment.

"What about your wife Emily. Doesn't she allow you do her stockings?"

"Huh, no chance! She hasn't bothered to wear anything sexy for years - that would be far too much trouble for her," he replied.

"Well, that's not the way to keep your man happy!" Grace shook her head sagely.

Steve nodded. "Yeah, tell me about it!"

He eventually managed to complete the task and remained on his knees in front of Grace.

"Now we are all alone, I think I can offer you a better reward than the kiss on the cheek I gave you earlier! I guess that you enjoyed seeing my selfie pictures, so I'll give you the chance to take some shots of your own. The only stipulation is that you must use my phone. If you are lucky, I might send you a few shots that you like. Do we have a deal?" she asked, already knowing what his answer will be. Without waiting for him to agree, Grace unlocked her phone, put it into camera mode and handed it to Steve.

"So, Lauren's Dad, you are now the cameraman. Where do you want to shoot your naughty schoolgirl model?"

"Where do you suggest?" he hesitated.

"Maybe if I sit on a chair, you can get that sneaky upskirt shot you were attempting when I caught you at St. Mary's," she suggested. Again, she didn't wait for his answer and pulled a computer chair out from under a desk.

Sitting down, she leant back and placed her feet apart. To his delight her short pleated skirt rode up her young thighs to reveal a tantalising narrow band of alabaster thigh flesh above her stocking tops. The black suspender tabs at the front of each of her thighs peeked out provocatively from under the hem of her skirt. She smiled angelically at Steve.

"So, is this the shot you wanted Lauren's Dad? Maybe we could use it promote the play! We could rename it '5ive Girls and a Pervert'," she laughed loudly at her own joke.

Steve was feeling a little down-trodden by now. He looked at the gallery and it was actually a much sexier shot than the one he had tried to sneak. He snapped away, capturing image after image of fishnet stockings and nubile thighs. Grace held the pose, then slowly opened her legs wider to reveal the crotch of her white panties, framed beautifully by her jet-black stocking tops.

"...Or is this a better shot?"

Steve nodded again. He didn't think he had ever seen anything as sexy as this in all his life! Grace traced her finger tips up the insides of her thighs, agonisingly stopping below her panties.

"Lauren's Dad, why do you like my white cotton panties so much? I have a drawer full of lacy ones that are much sexier.... but you already know that, as you had a sneaky look, didn't you?" she teased.

His mouth was dry but he just about mustered the power of speech.

"I...I suppose I like them because they make you look innocent and pure," he replied. "...although that doesn't appear to be a very accurate summary of you, does it?" he laughed.

"No, I think you like them because they show my pussy when they ride up like this!"

With that, she slowly traced her index finger the full length of her pussy lips, pushing the material of the tight panties into her crack. Steve took the opportunity to capture it on her camera.

"Now pull your skirt right up so I can see all of your stocking tops. Good girl, that's it."

Click click click...

"Do you want me to take my blazer off.........or shall I just keep all my clothes on?" she asked, playing seductively with a suspender strap.

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