From German Teacher To Class Slut Part 8211 2
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Flash forward by 3 months. I was in a car headed to Lonavala, in an extremely short white crop-top showing just a hint of my bra strap. They had me wear a white bra (quite a lacy one). Down below I was told to wear the same G-string panties.
This time somehow they had convinced me to wear (very short!) denim shorts which showed my legs entirely. I was sitting between two of my students. Both of them had their arms around me and had pulled me close. My boobs gently pressing on the side of their chests.
The car stopped in the middle of nowhere. One of my students asked me to get on his lap. Another one of the students from the other car wanted to join us. (Of Course! I was in this car) “Your legs will pain,” I said, hoping he would be dissuaded.
B instead he said something which shocked me, “Don’t worry Pranali, we will pass you around.” Hanging my head down I climbed on to his lap as a wide grin spread across his face.
It started as just demands in terms of wearing skimpy clothes and revealing myself in public. But it was becoming increasingly sexual to the point that a classroom was not enough for these guys. What amazed me was how much even I was into it. I was exploring a side of me that I was never aware I had.
I was becoming a bad girl. Seeing how far these guys would go. To be honest, they had just broken my mind, ego, and sense of respect. Not one of my students had ever touched me very intensely or kissed me. Or as a matter of fact, seen me completely naked in those 3 months.
Therefore to this point, it was quite nonphysical. Like all their instructions revolved around seeing me half-naked. Or having me do things which I was uncomfortable doing (like wearing this very dress!). But this was soon going to change.
One of my other students got into the back of the car. So now 3 of my students in the backseat and me on the lap of one of my students! The journey began. The car was moving a lot so I held the back of the seat in front of me. This meant I had to stretch a bit forward.
My top is a crop-top rode all the way up exposing my smooth back to my student. Almost instantly I felt a poke on my thigh and in shock, I turned to look at him mouthing, “What are you doing?” softly. This turned him on, even more, I guess. The poking I felt on my thigh increased by another inch.
“How long is a penis?” I wondered, never having thought about such things. Realizing that I was getting uncomfortable, he adjusted his penis. He made it sleep backward by adjusting his pants.
And I guess he was worried I will fall so he placed his hands on my waist, which was exposed due to my white crop-top. “Some sort of support I will get,” I thought, but little did I realize what his plans were.
As the car went ahead I noticed he was pulling me back and front arrhythmically. So even when the car was not braking, he was pushing me ahead holding my waist. And again pulling me back and again front. “Why is he doing this?” I wondered.
Suddenly he put bent his head behind and whispered “Oh Pranali! You bitch!” and shot loads of his cum into his jeans. And then I realized, I was just a masturbation tool to this guy. He had used my ass to grind him and make him cum. His penis was at the center of my ass too. And boy did he come a lot!
His jeans had become wet and my exposed thigh which was in contact with that part had also become a bit wet. I was embarrassed a bit and the other students started laughing. “How had it come to this?” I thought, “Going from a conservative Sindhi family to a girl sitting on her student’s lap, wearing such skimpy clothes!”
But I did not get much time to think. The student next to me said, “Pranali, his legs must be paining since you have been sitting on him for half an hour. Please hop on to my lap.” He held my arm and pulled me towards him. Reluctantly I sat on my second student’s lap and what the hell?
He was already rock hard, in anticipation alone. Again I was used as a masturbation tool, a grinder, a sex toy to make him cum. This time he held my waist with one hand and my neck with the other. That way he had full control over how I was rubbing against him.
Eventually, I was passed on to the third student, who also did a similar sort of thing to make him come. I was dry grinding their cocks for an hour! I was tired as hell. But to my dismay, the boys in the front seat had just gotten hornier.
“God!” I thought, “What more had these guys thought for their German teacher. I was just supposed to teach them German and leave. How did they talk me into it?” But the guy in the driver’s seat did not want anything physical with me. He did not want to lose concentration on the road. He had other plans.
By this time we were entering the outskirts of Lonavala and the village area was approaching. My student in the driver seat asked me to come to sit in the passenger seat. “Wow, pretty straightforward,” I thought. I opened the car door, got off the last student’s lap and hopped in the passenger seat.
As soon as I sat there, he placed a hand on my bare thigh, feeling my soft skin. “Better than being used as a masturbator at least,” I thought. “Raise your hands,” he said suddenly looking at me dead serious. Chuckles ran along in the backseat of the car and I was worried.
“Wearing a crop top this short, if I raised my hands how would it look? First of all under what pretext would I raise my hands like this?” If you have read my second story you know how much these guys loved to see me with my hands up, punishing their teacher.
“Doing it in a classroom was still okay, but out here? It would be so embarrassing!” I thought as I felt a pit in my stomach due to nervousness. But I was there with them right, on the so-called trip to Lonavala, so what other option did I have? Reluctantly, I raised my hands slightly.
The sweet smell of my perfume spread across the air-conditioned car. My armpits never stank. I had not gotten any hair in them yet and I made it a point to keep them clean. The boys seemed to be hell excited due to that fragrance.
“Raise your arms more up. Stretch them out fully,” commanded the guy driving. I stretched out my hands as far out as possible. The crop top rose very very up now, almost everything of my upper body, including my bra. The crop top was sleeveless (of course, these guys did love my armpits a lot).
This meant my armpits were mast fully exposed to anyone who even slightly peeped into the moving car. The guy in the driver’s seat was having trouble concentrating on driving. He kept looking at me, my exposed thighs and legs in those denim shorts.
My glistening smooth armpits, my exposed midriff (navel and all). Who wouldn’t go crazy? He clearly had a boner and I could see it through his loose pants. I was a bit scared. It was the first time I was seeing the outline of a penis so up close. My heart started racing.
I got a bit uncomfortable and this made him even more erect. Now his penis was straining to come out. I started thinking about how big a penis could actually be? As if judging my uncomfortable and giving a smirk, he did something which I did not expect.
He adjusted the rearview mirror so that all 3 guys in the back seat could see exactly my armpits and my boobs stretching out due to my raised hands. The guys started ogling at me, almost immediately (obviously!).
Just 3 months back, I was just a German language teacher who thought it would be an easy job to teach these guys German. My aim was to earn some extra pocket money and spend it on small things, like clips, clothes, etc.
Instead, I was spending it on buying lingerie and hell revealing outfits to please my students. Instead of doing an easy job of teaching German, I was heading to Lonavala with 9 male students, where only God knew what awaited!
The guys in the back seat could not hold back anymore. They started feeling my body like animals and their hands on my soft skin must have felt like heaven to them. This was the first time they were groping me this way. Earlier it was just touches and brushes which I had become used to.
But in a car alone with me, heading to an unknown location, and I in such a position had made them bolder. They felt my thighs, slid their hands between my legs, made me open my legs out. They felt my back, my stomach, my navel, putting their hand inside my crop top.
They gave special attention to my armpits. They tickled it, ran their hands up and down across it. It was really uncontrollable for me. I had to bite my lip hard to prevent myself from moaning. All 4 guy hands in the car, feeling me at once was a different sensation altogether.
I hate to admit it, but I suddenly felt like a seductress. The center of attraction and attention and to be honest their hands were hitting all the right places. I lost myself. I was enjoying it, I started moving my body to their touches. I threw my neck back in pleasure.
I was raising my hands more because I wanted them to feel me Rather than because they had ordered me to do so. The sweet mild fragrance coming from my own body was exciting to me. I could not hold back. I brought my face to my armpit and took in a breath, “Heaven,” I thought while letting out a moan.
The guys did not expect their teacher to get into the act so much. They had thought it would be one-sided. But seeing my reaction they got all the more encouraged to pleasure me. But that phase was short-lived since we were entering a populated village, filled with farmers, small grocery shopkeepers and all.
I started to take my hand down. “Of course I could not go into a populated place looking like this, exposing all of my upper and lower body.”
“What are you doing?” asked one of my students sitting in the back, “Be as you are, Pranali. We know you’re enjoying it and we are going to make it all the more enjoyable for you.”
“But why do you want everyone to see me like this? It will be so embarrassing!” I protested. But did these guys ever listen? They enjoyed making me do things like this (Remember the braless, forced trip on Thane station?)
Reluctantly, I kept my hands stretched up, exposing my body to these villagers. As we entered the area, a bunch of middle-aged farmers standing on the street saw me and were shocked! They kept watching me with their mouth open until the car was out of sight all the way.
“We don’t know where to go from here,” said one of the guys driving, “We should ask someone,” and stopped the car mid-road. All eyes outside turned to first see the car and then to me. A fair girl in these regions, so skimpily clad, raising her arms for the world to see her body.
To be continued.
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