Miss Silverton comes back after a short pause. “, you can get dressed again. We’ll have to pick up this meeting another time; and you’ll have the last period to yourself for a few days. Take that time to look for a sports team or a club. But I want to see you again next Friday afternoon. I’ll leave a note for you at your dorm. Good-bye for now,” she says with a secret smile. You dress and leave confused and wondering about those test results.
The next couple of days go by with a long procession of teases and innuendo. Going to class is a pleasure bordering on torture. The girls shed their uniforms inside the classrooms and hound you if you don’t do the same. Their breasts move with every deep breath whenever they notice you staring, their nipples standing out against their cotton or lace brassieres. They brush their hair from their smiling faces as they look up from staring at the uncertain hardness pushing up from your lap. On occasion, girls purposefully dropped pens or paper while passing by you and bend over, grinning, to flash you a glimpse of inviting valleys through white material. Two or three of the more brazen, pull that material aside to reveal pink labia to your uncontrollable gasps. And the teachers encourage it all!
Before one English class, a beautiful brunette with mouth-watering tits, Diane, bends low over the desk in front of yours. As you side-step past her, a surprise push from behind sends you forward, pressing your dick into her chin. As you quickly sit down, she leans close and whispers, “If you want to put it in my mouth, , why not just ask?”
Not to be out-cooled you quietly answer, “Wouldn’t you prefer a slow sixty-nine?”
“Later perhaps!” she grins to the surprised delight of the girls sitting around you. Diane has been giving you an award-winning boner with every smile but you can’t bring yourself to act as brazenly as some of the other guys. The day before, for instance, you saw Benjamin, a jock, getting blown by a Rubenesque blonde under some low trees outside the Life Sciences building …in broad daylight!
It was a major infraction that could have lost both of them all privileges and even their scholarships. The boarding school might have a very permissive dress code indoors, but outside…it might have been any school.
Well, brazen or slow-starter, you definitely need a little release soon. |