Things heat up (by Taro011, but in English)

Suddenly, Silvia gets lucky with Lucy; both seem confused. Lucy appears to have control over her hands now, even though she is standing in the middle of the classroom wearing only a mostly unbuttoned shirt and her underwear. I must admit, I didn’t expect Lucy to wear such understated lingerie—the panties are white with a small pink bow, and her bra is a plain white style, with no sheer fabric or lace.

What happened next was talked about for years: Silvia kissed Lucy, and Lucy tore off the few remaining buttons on her shirt. The crowd erupted in applause—some people were filming, others were cheering. The teacher stood up to try and intervene, but it was impossible; the crowd was completely out of control. Lucy began undressing Silvia, who, far from resisting, helped her with one hand while the other groped her backside. In less than two minutes, Silvia and Lucy were down to nothing but their panties, devouring each other with kisses while their hands roamed over one another’s bodies. Lucy, previously so nervous, had now fully given in to her impulses—I suspect the only reason she was still wearing her panties was simply that she had forgotten about them. Silvia never doubted her; I wrote out the full word—it seems the number of letters influences the speed and effectiveness of the outcome. After more than 5 minutes, during which Silvia and Lucy only pulled apart to catch their breath, several teachers appeared. Professor Suit, having given up, called for help; with some effort, the three of them managed to break up the crowd and grab hold of the girls. Both Silvia and Lucy fought to stay together. Now that they had been separated, their breasts were clearly visible—Lucy had enormous breasts, likely a C or D cup, with nipples erect from the minutes of caressing; they swayed vigorously every time she tried to break free from the teacher’s grip. Silvia, too, had a generous bust—probably a C cup—and she also struggled fiercely to get loose. Feeling sorry for her, and thinking that their panties might be hindering them, I approached first Lucy and then Silvia to relieve them of that burden. Silvia ignored me, but Lucy—realizing what I was doing—actually helped me. The teachers didn’t notice, or if they did, they were far too busy to care.

With my "loot" safely stowed in my backpack, I walked away calmly, already pondering how I might take revenge on the other girls who had been harassing me. :-)