Classes!

"Oh Merde! Really?" You hope into the shower, and get yourself clean as quickly as possible, but still taking time to finger yourself just a bit. "FUCK! Why do I have classes today! Oh well there are ways to take care of these urges!" You run to your bedroom and get your clothing on as quickly as possible, red thong, push-up bra, skinny jeans, and of course the reason you were so famous on campus, your barely concealing tied-up button down shirt. You put on a fedora, large purse and short heels and pose in the mirror. "Sexy!" You were glad to have one of those naturally drop dead gorgeous faces that didn't require make-up, it saved you so much time.

You run out the door, and run right into Miyaz Maloof, knocking you on your butt! "I am so sorry petite Chinoise!" Miyaz Maloof was the Arab super of the building, and was a bit of a sucker. "You should really watch were you are going man!" you say getting up quickly grabbing your purse and adjusting your outfit. You can tell he is staring down your shirt again. "Hey, eyes up here, Now...Just don't let that happen again..." You wanted to give him more shit, but you gave the married man enough of a tease each month so that you haven't had to pay rent in, about 5 months, you don't think he would make you start paying again but just in case. Besides you have class to get to! You hear an "Au Revoir" behind you but you just ignore it and head down the stairs. You catch the bus just on time and relax as you slump in the bus seat.

But damn you were still really horny! You pull out your cell phone and wonder what to do as you text a girlfriend. You could call a boy toy, which you fuck on a normal day, but this was a day which you were ridiculously horny, and needed something more! You text your friend Arlette Haddad and state your problem. She was always that girl you could be 100% honest with and receive a no bullshit answer. You are surprised that she texted back a similar statement, but unlike you she had a similar situation.

-What if we got fucked right in front of the guys we tease every day, forcing them into a situation where they can't help but watch.-

You think the response is kinky as hell but the idea turns you on like crazy! You text back to meet up after class. You resist the urge to finger yourself on the bus and get off at your stop, wondering why you were born into nymphos body! You hurry your way to your class room and manage to get in to philo at the last second.

You see Victor Ricard waving at you, and you sway over. Victor was more than just a boy toy, hey could give it to you hard and treated you like a woman when you wanted it! He would be a perfect candidate for your plan! When you sit down, Vic puts his hand on your thigh, rubbing it near your crotch, "Salut allumeuse! You look especially happy, or should I say horny, today!" He was right, you should just fuck the dumb, hung Italian right here, right in front of everybody, but you had plans. "Ecoute, Victor. You are not incorrect, but I have an idea. Tu connais Arlette Haddad?" Victor didn't hide his thoughts for a second, "Oh yeah hahaha, the blonde Algerian with the huge tits and legs that go forever? C'mon! You know I heard that she is fucking that footballer Kar..." You grab his hands off your leg and put your hand on his crotch and give a bit of a squeeze.

"Good, I just need to know if you know her. Anyways, what do you think of being an Alpha male who fucks me right in front of another dude?" You take the time to draw your well manicured finger down his chest. "Like a ménage à trois?" You than stroke his chin, "Well not exactly it will only you be in there but, while you are fucking my tight little pussy, I will be telling another dude he will never be in your position! A cuckold" Victor straightens up in surprise, "We...Well I don't know about that... Seems a bit bizarre, tu sais?" You start to massage his thigh, "Oh come on. Are you really telling me that my big strong man can't do this little minuscule thing for moi? You know there are people who would kill for the op..." Victor just grabs your hand and puts it right on his crotch. "Fine!"

You retract your hand and he returns his hand to your thigh, "..But you better let me have more control this time, you know that you are so ridiculously demanding of me, I am only one penis!" You just grin and whisper delicately in his ear, "That is price for seeing my gorgeous body. All. Completely. Naked!" You face the front of the class again, but not for long until Victor mentions a question to you, "So do you have a type in mind or are we just fucking with some guy off the street?"

To be honest you didn't know who you should fuck with, however there were 3 clear options. There was that guy from your English class, he was doing the your homework in that class, but you feel like he deserves the worst. There was your teacher of Communications, who was giving you an A without effort, but oui, he deserved to be fucked with as well. Finally there was that one dude from your internship at the tv station who jokingly asked you to get him coffee... Oh yeah, he definitely deserved to be fucked with!