Sex of students through panties
Title: Naughty Students and their Pantie-Peeking Playfulness
The chemistry between the twoRussian students, Natasha and Sonya, was palpable as they sauntered into the empty classroom after school hours. Their sour expressions belied the excitement bubbling inside them, a naughty secret only they shared.
“Finally, we’re alone,” Natasha purred, her husky voice trailing off into a mischievous giggle. She was an 18-year-old bombshell with a physique as enticing as sin. Her voluptuous hips swayed with each step, making her short pleated skirt ride up dangerously, revealing the lacy tops of her sheer panties.
Sonya, a carbon copy of her classmate, licked her crimson lips. “You’re right, Nat. No one will disturb us here.” She slowly unzipped her knee-high boots, one by one, before unclasping the studded belt cinching her curvy waist. Her ample bosom heaved with anticipation.
Natasha turned her doe-like eyes to her best friend, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Let’s give ourselves a quick pick-me-up before the weekend.”
Sonya’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. “What do ‘ya have in mind, Nat?”
The gorgeous blonde sauntered to the front of the classroom, her hips swaying seductively. “I want to play a game, Sonya,” she said nonchalantly, a glint in her eyes.
She owns a daydream of fucking her best friend.Sonya feigned ignorance, but the guilt and the thrill of the object of her desire were inscribed on her face.
“O-Oh? What kind of game, Nat?” she stammered, trying to keep up with her friend’s pace.
Natasha hopped onto the desk, crossing her long legs. “You’ll see,” she purred, her voice dripping with anticipation. “Now, take off your panties.”
Sonya’s eyes widened. “Are you serious?” she asked, a hint of nervousness in her voice.
Natasha nodded, her expression stern. “Yes, Sonya. Unless you’re scared?”
The challenge hung in the air, and Sonya knew she had to rise to it. Reluctantly, she unzipped her skirt and let it pool around her ankles, revealing her matching lace panties. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic and slowly rolled them down, kicking them aside once she was done.
Natasha’s eyes drank in the sight hungrily. “Mmm, you look even better than I imagined,” she murmured, licking her lips. “Now, lie down on the desk.”
Sonya obeyed, the cool wood chilling her bare skin as she settled on the flat surface. Natasha grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide, revealing her glistening pink folds.
“Perfect,” Natasha muttered, grabbing hold of the hem of Sonya’s skirt and lifting it high to expose her goods, savoring the enticing sights.
As Natasha positioned herself between Sonya’s thighs, her best friend swallowed hard, trying to hide her arousal and discretely hoping that she doesn’t go over the top, but clearly enjoying the sight.
“Now, let’s play.”
And so the forbidden game was unleashed and unraveled. With a gentleman’s peek through panties while having no underwear underneath, while undressing someone else for sympathy and pretending to be mesmerized, not even a single approach to climax, but taking both “victims” home.
