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I walked into my lecture theatre, sitting heavily in the seat that my arse instantly recognised. I was early; a usual habit of mine on the first day. It doesn’t do to be late and the first day back is always the hardest. I was a bit too early, though, honestly. I found the idea of forty minutes waiting a little distasteful, but I was already committed. I stretched back in my seat, scratched myself and kicked my feet up on the table. I figured a bit of relaxation before another manic semester wasn’t too bad an idea, after all. I was about to close my eyes when I heard giggling. I wasn’t alone. I looked up, slowly, to see three people sat at the very back of the hall already. They watched me, giggling amongst themselves. Their laughter burst like a dam when I finally saw them. “Good morning, sir,” they chanted like a nursery class, except their voices were lilting, seductive and sweet. I should’ve felt a sinking feeling in my chest to see the three of them, but I found my pulse quickening and my mood lifted. “Good morning, girls. What a bright start to a new semester you three are.” I spoke with a joking tone, but part of me was quite serious. Even far at the back of the hall I could make out the three girls’ almost obligatory, capacious cleavages and tight clothing. “Don’t hide up there. We’re all early, come down here and tell me about your holidays,” I told them, eager to see them up close. The girls walked down the steps towards me, like a catwalk. Isabelle, Lisa and Lily: the three most eye-catching, troublesome girls in my class. Their walks gave away their flirtatious nature as they swayed their hips and strutted towards me. Lily, at the back, seemed to be walking slower and more steadily than her friends. Her eyes locked with mine, though, and that same cheeky demeanour sparkled within them. Her lips curled in a little smile. Isabelle hugged me as I stood up to greet her and Lisa followed suit. The two girls could not be more opposite. Lisa was the least intelligent of the three and, I suspected, the most promiscuous. A straight blonde, shorter than her friends but very curvaceous, Lisa drew more than her fair share of attention. Her figure was tightly packed into a tank top and mini skirt that left very little of her shape to imagination. She caught me licking my lips, but only grinned to see the effect she had. Isabelle, however, was intelligent and, I guessed, uncomfortable with her friends’ attitudes and actions. She had wavy brown hair with a tall, lithe body shape. Isabelle was similarly dressed in tiny denim shorts, knee high socks and a black, mesh-backed, short sleeve shirt. She wore it uncomfortably, as though it wasn’t her choice of outfit – I suspected her friends dressed her. It suited her, nonetheless, and I couldn’t keep my eyes from Escort Küçükköy drifting over her. My mind trailed away for a second at the appetising thought of Isabelle being dressed by her friends. I was brought back to my senses as the girls parted, making way for Lily. She walked between them and straight up to me. She hugged me and sat me back down in my chair. A smile spread over her face and she brushed her hair from her eyes. She was perspiring slightly, I noticed. I took in the sight of her as she beamed at me. Lily was the more rounded individual of the group – but the most trouble of all. She was sexy, feisty, intelligent and oozed confidence. Her long, black hair fell over her shoulders and down her back, framing her dark, sultry eyes. I felt them boring into me. Her breasts were pushed up and bursting from the grey button-up, cap sleeved dress she wore. The material hugged her, around her ample breasts, showing off her curved, hourglass figure and tight, round arse. The dress ended just below her cheeks, leaving her bare, smooth legs in perfect view. Just where they belonged, I thought. This was nothing new for Lily. I was convinced she was put on Earth to tease and give men frustrated hard-ons. She never failed to impress – her body was faultless and she knew it. It was her greatest tool and she used it willingly, dancing around the men in the class and giving them all convenient eyefuls. She was a gorgeous, sexy little tease. Nothing would give me greater pleasure than to hold her down and fuck her – no doubt tight – little hole until she screamed my name and begged for more. “Good morning, sir!” Lily lilted with a delicate, innocent smile. “Good morning, girls. Are you all well?” I asked them. Lily hitched up her dress a little – something I thought impossible – and sat down on the edge of my desk, facing me. Her right leg, tucked up underneath her, caused her dress to ride up even more. I resisted the urge to look, turning to Isabelle instead. Isabelle answered me cheerily, rhyming off a story of theirs from the holidays. Lisa interjected every now and then, I remember, but all other details fail me. I’d like to say I paid attention, but my mind was elsewhere. In the corner of my eye, burning into my retina, was the unmistakable shade of Lily’s pale, exposed flesh. She contributed nothing to the conversation and I was sure she was waiting for me to look in her direction. I focussed on Isabelle again, but found her distracting too. She was arguing over a detail of the story with Lisa, whom she slapped lightly. Lisa’s breasts shook with the force and my mind filled with the image of her top bursting open to reveal her gorgeous, show-stopping tits. I closed my eyes, partly to savour the image and partly trying to clear my mind of it. Mecidiyeköy escort I wasn’t quite sure which. I opened them again to find I was looking at Lily’s toned, silky legs. My subconscious took over, following the shape of her leg higher up her body, higher until my gaze darted to her exposed, naked sex. My eyes could’ve popped as I examined every tender inch of her, staring open mouthed at the smooth shaven, red and engorged lips of her beautiful pussy. Lily’s weight shifted a little and her dress hitched even higher. I then noticed the thin string of beads that nestled between her lips. It was hidden by her folds, visible only before it parted her and disappeared between them, at the top of her mound. A pearl thong. I knew what she was wearing immediately; I had long been a fan of them. A single string of pearls, nuzzled between her lips, was held up by a lace band. I realised at once why Lily’s gait had changed slightly – every step was torturous, feeling her pussy lips rubbing on the pearls. I stared. I couldn’t help it, my mind froze and I stared at the wonderful sight before me, unashamedly, feeling my cock swell and harden. Lily coughed, squirming, and my eyes darted up to hers. She wore a wicked grin and her hips wiggled as we gazed at each other, her finger teasing at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes fell to my bulging crotch and she bit her lip, smiling at me. I looked away, quickly, adjusting the throbbing lump in my trousers. Lisa had apparently taken over telling the story, not that I’d noticed exactly. She was talking animatedly about something I genuinely couldn’t begin to process. My mind was filled with the thought of Lily’s exhibitionism and the ever-present colour of her skin in the corner of my eye. My mind focussed to find Lisa bent over slightly in front of me, running her hands over the curve of her arse. My brain reset immediately, shocked and confused. “So while we were there, I bought this skirt,” she ambled on. “But I’m not sure if it makes my ass look big or not.” Isabelle snorted, derisively, and turned away, but not before Lisa slapped her and hissed for her to shut up. Lisa’s hands stroked the already tight fabric of the skirt over her arse and I felt the blood rush to my dick yet again. I had to suppress a moan. The bottom of Lisa’s cheeks peeked under her tiny skirt and I was sure I was about to see another pussy if she bent over much further. She reached over, turning Isabelle around and bending her over in front of me as well. Her hand caressed her friends small, tight arse in its tiny confines. “I mean, look at Bella’s! It’s so tight and firm. Sometimes I wish I had an ass like yours, girl.” Lisa trailed off as both girls looked back at me, as if asking my opinion. My mouth hung open, lost for words. Merter escort bayan “What do you think, professor?” Lisa asked and I noticed a slight edge to her tone that she couldn’t hide. I coughed, trying to compose myself and still trying not to look in Lily’s direction. “You both have excellent asses, girls, but maybe you shouldn’t be doing that in my lecture hall,” I said, trying to keep my tone level. I gestured for them to turn around again, almost disappointed when they did. I heard a small giggle from Lily at my words. Filthy little tease, I thought to myself. “Do you have somewhere else we can go, then?” Lily asked, winking to her friends and causing another ripple of giggles. “Why don’t you take your seats again, girls, while I fetch myself a quick coffee?” I suggested, desperate to clear my head properly before others started arriving. Lisa and Isabelle shared a smile and agreed cheerily, heading off back towards their seats. Lily stayed at my desk, watching me with her head cocked to the side. I took a breath and turned to face her, keeping my eyes up. “Anything you need from me, Lily?” I asked, hinting slightly for her to leave. Lily stared at me for a second before a smirk pulled at her lips. Her eyes dropped to the tent of my trousers and her tongue licked at her lips, slowly. My eyes descended too for a second, while she was looking elsewhere, and peeked under her dress, without even realising. My cock twitched, visibly, and I heard a murmur from Lily’s chest. Our eyes met once more and she smiled, evilly. “I’m sure I can think of something,” she suggested. I suppressed a groan and the urge to reach out and grab her by the hair. I stood up and left the hall, leaving her where she was, desperate for a wash with cold water and a drink to calm me down. I returned easily fifteen minutes later to find the class had filled up a little. The girls looked to each other, whispering, as I entered. My cock was finally calmed and I had a coffee in hand. I took a sip and found my seat again, determined to wipe my mind of the morning’s ‘entertainment’. As the students trickled in, I sorted my papers and went through my schedule for the day, reminding myself of the new semester’s timetable. I looked up to find the hall full and watching me, expectantly. I cursed. My mind had slipped again and I’d been daydreaming of Lily, despite it all. I got to my feet and greeted my class. An idea popped into my head that caused a smile to turn up my lips, as I explained the next semester of work to the class. I looked to the back of the hall and found the sultry, confident gaze of Lily in the back row. I called her down to me and the arrogance behind her eyes faltered for a second. She got to her feet and walked – gingerly, I was pleased to note – down the stairs to my desk. I handed her a stack of papers. “Would you be kind enough to pass these out to your friends while I explain what they’re seeing?” I asked her, letting my smile loiter. Lily’s gaze lingered on mine, knowingly, and she scowled slightly.
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