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Chapter 5 by SuperAte SuperAte

Talk to yoga pants girl?

With reckless abandon

You decided to charge headlong into the fray. At the very least you wanted to ingratiate yourself with this girl before anyone else had. Maybe you could fend off any potential suitors as well. You had seen it countless times in classes throughout your college career. People would just naturally gravitate toward one another and form little groups within the class itself. This usually started happening immediately and you figured you were going to have no better opportunity. You calmed your nerves as best you could and tried to appear as casual and comfortable as possible, while not betraying the fact she was making your dick throb. Confidence is a skill and not a talent after all, and you hoped you had honed this particular skill well.

"Hey! How's it goin'? Excited for class?" Wow. Great icebreaker man. You had to admit you almost lost your composure as she made eye contact with you and could only think of throwing her against the nearest wall and just taking her right there. She smiled and replied "Yeah, I guess." Well a smile was better than a scowl or the cold shoulder. She also didn't seem creeped out so she must not have noticed your rock hard cock. You would take the small victories where you could get them. You followed up with "Yeah I don't know a lick of German so this should be an interesting course." "Yeah me either. It sounded fun though!" she answered. Her enthusiasm, no matter how minor, was absolutely adorable and only made you to claim her all the more. You could immediately tell this girl was going to be of some interest to you going forward.

Before you had a chance to ask her name the previous class started to make their way out of the room and Yoga Pants quickly entered and sat in the same spot. Seats weren't necessarily assigned in classes on your university, but they might as well have been. You were careful to position yourself in your desk so that your erection was hidden from sight. Although now that you were paying attention, the professor was a looker as well. Tall and lithe with auburn hair in a pixie cut that barely made it past her ears. She clearly took care of her body and it showed. When she faced the board to write something down, you couldn't help but notice how shapely her ass was as well. When she faced the class again you figured her tits were at least a large B or small C cup. Her face was dotted in just a slight amount of freckles. What was it with this class? You heard absolutely nothing she said as you imagined yourself pinning her to the desk and seeing what German words you could make her moan as you slammed your prick inside her.

"Hey man how's it going? My name's Corey." You were shaken from your fantasy. You returned Corey's greeting and replied with your own name. He kept talking at you without giving you much of an opportunity to subtly signal you weren't very interested in talking with him. Your focus was split between Yoga Pants behind you and your instructor Miss Leuer in front of you. You didn't want to seem like a jerk by blowing him off so you participated in the conversation at pretty much the absolute minimum. By the time Miss German started the class you figured at the very least you would have someone else to talk to in class.

Miss Leuer started off the class by asking very basic questions of the students. She began with favorite colors and would then give the German translation of said colors. "Orange," you answered when asked. You focused intently on hearing what Yoga Pants responded with. Learning even something as simple as her favorite color was exciting and made your cock ooze just a bit of precum. Watching Miss Leuer's mouth as she slowly recited the colors in German only added to this.

What is yoga pants' favorite color?

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