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A Boy at a Girls School | andrey | 8

 

You're getting a little tired of standing around like this. You were generous enough to overcome the awkwardness of stripping in front of these girls (all in the name of art!), but this is too much. They're not even sculpting...they're just staring at you. The admiration you're receiving doesn't feel bad, per se, but it just seems a little unfair.

"Look, I'm up here out of the goodness of my heart. If you're not going to work on your art projects and I'm not getting anything personal out of this, I'm just going to put my pants back on and leave!"

The girls, still unable to stop themselves from gawking and get back to work, just sit there quietly during your little tirade, and the room's silent when you finish talking. Finally the art teacher, Dr. Pollock, says, gesturing at your dick, "Well, is it the poor girls' faults your penis is too big for their art projects? What do you want from them?!"

You look at her and think, 'What do I want from them?' It occurs to you that getting some head would be nice! Thus, you say as much:

"Getting some relief would be nice!"

"Would it now?" asks Dr. Pollock, and surprisingly, she doesn't seem to mean it condescendingly.

"Well, we're halfway there already. I'm naked and surrounded by lovely ladies. Surely, somebody would be willing to help me out here," you announce, gaining confidence.

Two girls run forward, wide smiles stretching across their faces. The one on the left is blonde and short and has huge, plush lips. She's wearing a lime green tank top and khaki capris. Pink bra straps are sticking out, unaligned, from both shoulders of her top. Her breasts are huge, completely disproportionate to her small stature, and bounce alternately as she runs towards you. The girl on the right is a little taller, with the most amazingly curly hair you've ever seen. There's so much of it and it's so cute, that it's pretty much all you notice about this girl for the moment.

"Hi! I'm Cammie!!" the blonde on the left cries. "And this is Sandra."

Cammie, clearly the less shy of the two, grabs your dick and starts rubbing it. Her little fingers feel amazing on it, even after the handjob you got in your last class. Nevertheless, you're still not getting hard as fast as you'd like. You eye Cammie's luscious tits, barely contained by her loose bra.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not really aroused enough, and you all clearly don't have issues with nudity. Will you take your shirt off for me?"

It must not have been clear you were talking directly to Cammie, because every girl in the room starts taking her shirt off, including Cammie, who's tits definitely have your eye. Oh, shit! Awesome! They all gather around you, and now you have 30 pairs of beautiful tits to look at. You keep spinning your head to get a look at them all, but your eyes keep getting drawn to Cammie's amazing chest, with her little hard, perky nipples, two inch aureoles, and perfectly smooth texture. Not thinking about what you're doing, you reach out and grab for Cammie's tits and just hold them as she strokes your now plenty-hard cock.

You don't want to let go of Cammie's softer-than-anything breasts, so you ask curly-haired Sandra to go down on you.

"That's what I'm here for, isn't it?" she asks rhetorically, and puts her cute, round lips on the tip of your cock, licking it gently with her tongue.

 

The girls seem to readily acquiesce. What do you ask for next?

 
 
 

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