Unraveling Lisa

Sucked in Classroom

Lisa reaches college while enduring the usual molestations on the way. Her breasts always receive the most action while she is on the road. Almost everyone will try to squeeze or tug at them. Lisa's breasts never let attention wander off them. Men and women alike suckle and motorboat them as though their lives depend on it.

When she reaches her class, there is no professor yet. She sits on the first bench feeling all the eyes on her ass and the swell of her breasts. At least she is not sitting with her legs spread wide on the dias. She slowly opens her notebook and rifles through yesterday's lesson when she feels a hand snaking through the crook of her arm and settling on her soft breast.

Lisa jumps at the sudden touch while another hand takes hold of her other breast. She looks back to find a boy and girl in the bench behind her smiling sweetly at her. They palm her breasts in complete synchronisation like they have practised together how to fondle breasts. Their fingers rotate on her areolas making her n*****s hard like they want all the attention. Then they pull the n*****s long and hard while their other hands carefully cradle her breasts.

Lisa closes her eyes as her enormous breasts are being satisfied in a very gentle yet hot way. All the students of the class stare at this scene in wonder. Most of them are new to the town and Lisa's nakedness is exciting them like never before. It is like watching porn in live. It is a boon for them since most of them have not yet fondled a woman's breast or f****d a p***y.

Just when Lisa is getting accustomed to the sensation in her breasts, she is jolted awake by the wet tongue that has just zapped her c**t. She opens her half closed eyes to look at a blond haired boy knelt under the bench, his head between Lisa's thighs. His tongue is playing with her c**t, tasting her honey flavour.

Lisa moans, pressing the boy's head deep into her p***y. His tongue comes down on her  driving her to now familiar pleasure. But just before she can come, the professor enters the classroom causing the three students to withdraw from Lisa.

"No, don't stop." She cries, her frustration getting the better of her. She opens her eyes to see a middle aged professor staring at her, his eyes gleaming with some wicked idea Lisa can't imagine.

"Go to your seat." The professor orders the boy who was licking Lisa's p***y. He obeys and goes to his place. Lisa sits there panting, her legs spread wide and her breasts heaving. The boy and girl reluctantly leaves her breasts.

"You seem like an insatiable bitch." He says gazing at her. He leans over her desk his face almost in her breasts. "I am gonna make you so wet that you are gonna beg the whole class to f**k you by the end of this lecture."

Lisa wonders what can he do while giving a lecture but she doesn't say anything.

"Come and stand here on the stage." He orders Lisa. She walks to the stage hesitantly, her v****a still begging for release. She is a little shaky as she stands facing the students. The boy who licked her p***y is licking his lips staring at her swollen nether lips.

"Now students, one of the senior students has designed some lingerie. We are gonna try it out on this slut. Beware, there are some smoldering hot designs in there." He says, smirking up at Lisa whose juices are now flowing down her legs.

Then a boy enters the class holding a big shopping bag in his hand. He shakes the professor's hand and places his bag on the desk.

"That is your model, Thomas. What do you think?" The professor asks pointing at Lisa who is squirming at their collective gaze.

Thomas eyes her like a scientist examining a specimen.

"Gigantic boobs, erect n*****s, narrow waist, full hips, tight p***y. She is perfect." He says. "Can I start now?"

The professor nods and takes his seat in the first bench. Thomas faces the students giving out his speech.

"Hello guys, I am a final year student here and I have got an offer from a prestigious company to design lingerie for them. Not normal lingerie. They want those lingerie for prostitutes and strippers. They should be so skimpy and revealing that a straight man should get an erection immediately and a lesbian must get wet. Here are the designs I made. Now, this girl will wear my designs. You tell me if you think of any modifications."

The students along with the professor nod enthusiastically, the hunger in their eyes evident. Thomas's speech has made them all hot and bothered along with Lisa's nakedness.

Lisa's surprise has no ends. He is saying that she is to wear lingerie. Lingerie comes under the category of clothes. If she wears them now, they will be the first clothing she is wearing since the Naked Tribute festival. The prospect of getting dressed in front of them is somehow more mortifying than standing naked in front of them all day.

Thomas lifts the bag and approaches her, his tall frame towering over her. He runs his hands on the swell of her breasts, down her stomach and between her legs. Lisa moves her hips provocatively, wanting his fingers inside her, begging him for release.

He immediately removes his hand smirking at her.

"No, no, my model. You stand there like a good girl and do what I say. Then only you can get your release."

Lisa nods, her loins on fire. Thomas lifts a dress out of the bag showing it to the whole class.

"Get ready to get aroused, my friends!"