Wander around campus

You step out of the exam room feeling like you’ve accomplished something; Even if it was through proxy. Hopefully Lily gets a high score for her essay.

Meanwhile, the day is not over and you don’t quite feel like going home just yet. You want to explore this new and fascinating world. You wander off, looking to take in the sights. A stroll down the nearby park appears like any other day; people jogging, playing with their dogs, a small group playing frisbee. It makes sense that people wouldn’t need to communicate while doing these activities, so it’s not an open air orgy at the moment. The only difference is everyone is bottomless.

You notice a girl with a particularly cute bubble butt. She catches you looking and gives you a smile. You smile back and nod in greeting, but she’s already on her way to finish her jog. You watched the butt bounce up and down until it’s out of view, then decide to see what other sites there are on campus.

Everything seems to be normal outside, people can read traffic lights and signs without actually reading words. You head back to the school. Inside, is a place of learning. There’s bound to be some required reading and talking in classes; which means more interesting scenes.

You venture into the science building and take a look inside the lecture hall. There is a class in session at the moment. The layout of the theater is the same as your earlier class. The professor is up front running through some projected images on a large screen. You recognize the image of the milky way galaxy and figure this must be first year Astronomy. You’ve taken the course and found it interesting enough to get a good mark for it. You step inside to audit the class . Unfortunately, you can’t make out what the professor is saying due to the language barrier. You slide into a nearby couch and observe anyways.

The professor is Dr. Renfrew, one of the senior staff of the Astrophysics division. You squint your eyes to get a better view. Last you remember of the professor, she was a wise and elderly woman, but this woman could be her daughter! You feel yourself perk up to this revelation and straighten up in your chair. You never imagined that Dr. Renfew was this attractive in her younger years. Her once grayed hair is now a luscious blonde, still tied neatly in a bun behind her head. Her skeletal frame and face are now chiseled to statuesque perfection. She is still dressed in a neat, button down blouse, but where she used to have a long dress, there is nothing but bare, smooth legs and a neatly trimmed bush. The legs are slightly spread apart to make room for a young TA to casually pump his cock into from behind. Dr. Renfew, in the meantime, drones on about what you assume to be a lesson on constellations. The sight is surreal. You definitely would have paid better attention to class like this. You take a glance around the lecture couches to see if others are influenced like this, or if this is just another boring lecture to the regulars. Everyone seems nonplussed about it.

A dark haired girl catches your eye, she smiles and waves you over. You look around, but there’s nobody else she could be gesturing to, so you head over. She’s with another raven haired girl, but this one has a short bob cut instead of the long silken strands of the former. The long haired girl takes your cock into her grasp and says in a low tone, “Hey, sit with us! We were taking turns writing notes.”

You notice that the short haired girl is scribbling things into her notebook while her friend’s fingers are deep in her crotch. You sit down and the long haired girl helps herself onto your lap, easing her pussy onto your hard cock. “Ahh… that’s better!” she exhales into your ear. Even if she didn’t mean the feel of your manhood filling her sexhole, you can’t help but twitch at the comment. “Can you help my friend too, please?” she asks.

Obligingly, you replace the girl’s fingers with your own. They slip into the petite woman’s feminine opening with ease. It is warm and soft. You slide your finger back and forth, getting a squirm and a whispered, “Thanks,” as you continue to pleasure her pussy. The girl on your lap grabs her notebook and opens it up, frantically catching up with her notes.

Down in the lecture pit, Professor Renfrew’s words have become telligible and prove your assumptions correct for her lesson for the day. Since you don’t have to take notes, you sit back and let the long haired girl ride you while you enjoy the presentation. The lesson being taught is the equivalent to watching a rerun, so your mind begins to wander. Your mind becomes acutely aware of the fact that you’re both fingerfucking and literal fucking two complete strangers and hotties. The short haired girl has already slicked up your fingers with her juices and you can feel a wetness on your lap from the other one. When you listen in closely, you can hear them occasionally make pleasured noises. Moans and hums. Their bodies respond to your movements as well. They push towards you as if tacitly begging for more. It would appear they are enjoying themselves as much as you are.

You look down at the professor and wonder if this is enjoyable for her as well. You notice there are some instances where she pauses to catch her breath or collect her thoughts. There is one time during the lecture where her voice wavers and her knees wobble. This doesn’t go unnoticed by the other students either. The girl in your lap to quivers from this scene, sending a chill of pleasure up your spine. She starts to ride you harder and soon you feel yourself ready to burst. You worry it may be rude to cum without letting your passenger know, but she’s riding you very aggressively right now and yelling out that you’re about to cum may be the worst of the two scenarios. Your fingering hastens as a way to cope with the heightened sexual tension, but that just brings out a lustful moan from the girl next to you. She presses up against you, breathing heavily. The body heat and smell of sex from the two girls pushes you right up to the edge. You grit your teeth and hold back as much as you can, but it’s no use. You shiver and let out a low groan as you fill the girl’s hole with your spunk. It is like an errant cough in the lecture hall; As soon as you let out, someone in another couch lets out a groan, then another. It feels like the entire room is letting themselves go now. The girl in your lap shudders and lets out a soft moan as well, then leans back into your chest, still taking notes. The girl next to you moans as well, placing her hand over yours and forcing you to rub her harder. Once the cascade of moans runs its course, the room settles down again. The lesson has continued throughout the noise, unabated, and Dr. Renfrew still moves on as if nothing happened. After the stimulating lesson, Dr. Renfrew dismisses everyone and the two girls pack up their things.

“Thanks for the assist,” the long haired girl tells you, twisting around while still mounting you, so you are face to face. “I’m Amy, this is Clara.”

“Nice to meet you,” you reply, “I’m John.”

“Are you new to this class? I haven’t seen you around.” Clara asks.

“Actually, I took this last year. I was just sitting in to watch,” you explain.

“Wait, so you know what’s going to be on our exams next week?” Amy asks with excitement.

“Well, I can tell you what in general was on there…” you tell her.

“Hey, would you be willing to join our study group and help us out with some of the lessons?” Amy asks while writing something down on a ripped page of her notebook. She passes it to you and climbs off your lap, casually wiping herself down with a napkin. Clara helps wipe you down, giving you enough of a handjob to make out the phone number next to Amy’s name.

“We meet tonight in the library,” Clara tells you. “You’d really help us out if you swung by.”

“I’ll keep it in mind!” you tell her, taking one last gander at the two dolls before they head off to their next class. You take another look at the phone number, which at this point is just squiggled gibberish, and wonder if you’re up for tutoring those two later.