Glasses of old windows could not prevent the bright rays of the May sun to fill the entire audience. Spring, warm and bright, did not give me a chance to focus on the blackboard and the instructor’s pointer, whose monotonous speech flew past me. Dreamily, I looked out the window and rejoiced at the bright colors of the grass and the awakened trees. The classmates also could not bring themselves to respect the assistant professor and still listen to the last lecture in the first year. Half sleep stretches endlessly and I, the only guy in the group of philologists, have to stay on the instructions of the dean's office after the lecture and wait for the courier to help him hang banners.

I was led out of a soft fog by a general revival - while listening to the teacher's last wishes and cheering, the girls collected notebooks and agreed on joint walks. How nice now just to wander through the square near our uni! Chat with the girls, make fun of them, hugging the waist ...

After a long call, the hurricane blew everyone apart from me and Stanislav Mikhailovich. I remained sitting by the window, and the assistant professor seductively packed up his things and reservedly wishing good luck at the session left the audience.

Waiting for the courier, I walked around the audience, now and then looking out the windows to the blossoming streets. Fresh spring air filled with optimism and energy. A door creaked behind me and someone entered.

Open, let's wait here.

I looked around and saw my fellow students, Sveta and Nastya came into the audience and sat on the desk:

We are to retake, but there is no one at the department, we will sit with you.

The girls took off their jackets and sat in front of me on the desk, dangling their legs. Spring is not spared a good mood and them. Easy pointless chatter with group mates always helped pass the time. Girls were usually not embarrassed when I looked openly at the cleavage or looked at sections of skirts. The only guy in the group I was allowed to participate in all the girl talk and everyone got used to my sassy scrutiny, feeling confident in the majority.

How do you like a new graduate student from the department of phonetics? - slyly with a squint, but the devil Nastya asked in her own way.

Norm, she would just be easier.

What are you talking about? Easier! It seems you are not looking at her simplicity the whole pair!

Girls laughed together:

Well, honestly, like? We saw how you didn’t reduce your eyes, let it drool.

Well, it’s okay, the breast is there, but the priest too ... I would chpoknul, - I decided to brave before the girls.

Chatterbox - grinning condescendingly, filtered the Light.

For the year in the university who from the group have you already fucked? - girls looked derogatory in the eyes.

And they were right, they never went farther than tisking and kissing. The reputation of the Lovelace was maintained solely by my cheeky behavior of a single male in the midst of females. And there was nothing to answer.

Oh, well, okay, Stasik, and who is more beautiful than a teacher's guide, or are we? Here, look, boobs are not less, and even more! What did you find in her?

The girls went on the attack, jealousy controlled their behavior or just wanted to manipulate, they did not know, maybe they themselves.

And who has them more, me or Nastya? - Svetlana stretched the edges of her blouse around the collar and bent her back, advantageously exposing the neckline to the look.

For the first time, girls didn’t just allow me to stare at areas of my body that were bare of clothes, but simply required them to be seen properly. What could I answer? Of course boobs are more than average and the bare place between them could not help but not like. But now I was not so verbose, although the girls were waiting for compliments.

Well, you're like a girl! - Nastya burst out, but not in my address.

She unbuttoned her blouse to the end and opened the floor to us with her tanned breasts in a beautiful white bra. The girl herself was surprised by the courage of her act, and her friend did not expect this from her.

In an agitated, shaky voice, without taking my eyes off the classmate's chest, I began to sort out the muffled words, trying to collect a compliment. Young tanned skin is not hidden by a bra part of the boobs asked for hundreds of kisses. Through light dizziness, I heard my own set of ridiculous words.

However, inept compliments did not spoil, but rather helped me. Nastya liked the hell out of her how the look of her breasts covered me with her head and not so much incoherent speech as the mound of trousers became for her the highest praise.

Not agreeing to remain a loser and Svetka, when it comes to female attractiveness, the competition does not know her friends. Sveta also unbuttoned her blouse and grabbed my wrist, raised my right hand to my chest. Pulling back her bra, she put my hand on her boobs. The soft warm flesh was barely covered with my palm. The pulsation of her heartbeat spread throughout my body. My rambling speech turned into an excited whisper. Standing at the window, I slightly squeezed the right breast of the girl, afraid to inflict pain and felt her swollen nipple between my fingers. In his underpants, a swollen organ pulsed, transmitting impulses throughout the body and ending with noise in the ears. I could stand forever clutching those breasts.

Enough, played! - Nastya jealous.

She unbuttoned her bra from behind and, without taking it off, completely released her poured white breasts. She put her free hand on her chest and asked who was better.

Both of you are so cool, there wasn’t any teaching! - Finally, successfully, I was pleased with the compliment of girls.

Clasping the boobs of two girlfriends, I, throwing back shyness, as before, looked at them boldly. In turn, I looked intently into Anastasia’s eyes, at her beautiful tanned face, her big boobs, then turned to Svetlana, boldly looking into her eyes, I between her fingers squeezed her swollen nipple, hidden by an unbuttoned bra. The thrill of the bodies connected us, leaving no place for jealousy and the struggle for titles.

Nastya, with a nimble movement, freed herself from my hand and, having reduced the floors of her blouse, went to the door. We exchanged glances with Sveta in a silent question. However, the ingenious girlfriend clicked the lock, locking the audience and with a quick impatient step came back to us, removing the blouse as she went and putting her hands behind her back. The instant and the bra fell on the teacher's desk and the shy girl showed her breasts in all her glory, the elastic third number looked advantageous in combination with a flat tummy.

Wow, you sunbathe without top! When did you have time? - surprised her friend.

Nastya grunted and sat on a bench near the window, proudly holding her posture and showing her tanned chest. Svetka followed her example, she had long wanted to remove her bra, but did not dare, fearing the reproach of her friend. Another pair of boobs appeared in front of me. The girl sat next to her friend and choir issued:

Your turn!

Not expecting a dirty trick, I pulled off a turtleneck. The thin, but athletic body could please the female eye with the chest and biceps. But girls slyly smiled, asking to come closer to them.

Four hands started to unbutton my belt and the zipper of trousers. Having lowered them, Nastina palm sprained my big dick long standing up through the fabric of panties. The light in the eyes of my classmates turned into hellish flames. Nastya was milling my trunk with her fingers and could not tear herself away, while Sveta was still trying to disengage her fingers and pull down her pants. Hotties with burning eyes and swaying milks were craving my dick. Their crotches must have been wet, but sperm boiled inside me and she could break free from any touch.

The hardness of an erection convinced the girls of their desires. Intoxicated and liberated, they eagerly lowered my underpants and released the inflexible symbol to freedom. Devouring their eyes, they looked at the swollen head, afraid to touch it. It seemed like they were seeing a male member for the first time. The penis was swinging in front of their faces, ready to shoot at any second. The tension in it has accumulated since the lecture, which led a new graduate student. For 80 minutes I did not hear a word, only she was in front of my eyes: ...