[FM] [F22] today, I attended class nude and my boyfriend ate me out like a champ!

Before I begin, I’m doing a week of dares and outfits! if you guys have any more ideas for me, feel free to hit me up! this doesn’t have to be limited to stuff related to online classes too!!

Details about me are at the bottom of this post, so scroll awayyyyyy

[Link to my current list of dares](https://pastebin.com/5R58AMfs)

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I started this week of dares by delivering letters to my flatmates. I’ve been casually hooking up with them ever since we moved in together, but they didn’t realize I was dating my boyfriend until I introduced him. When my boyfriend moved in, they tip-toed around my boyfriend for the first few weeks because they thought I was cheating on him.

After my boyfriend “went to bed”, I dressed up in a black lacy bodysuit and heels, and waltzed into my male flatmate’s room. Let’s call him A. He was unfortunately about to head to bed, so he didn’t really want to fuck me, but I explained my open relationship with my boyfriend, and promised to let him fuck me at any point in the week.

My female roommate, S, like me, was more of a night owl. She jumped to her feet and locked the door when I came in and sat on her bed. “What are you doing, Leeeee?”

Again, I explained my open relationship, and I offered to let her fuck me at any point in the week.

“The week? As in, starting from Monday?”

I nodded, and felt her eyes undress me. I added, “It starts from midnight, so that’s another 30 minutes from now.”

 

31 minutes later, I left her room sated.

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I’ve had 2 classes today, an 8am class and a 4pm class. Monday 8am classes are the absolute worst, but my prof’s an absolute sweetheart, and my boyfriend woke me up with a steaming cup of coffee. And by lubing up a buttplug and pushing it up my ass while he ate me out.

Life’s great when your partner wakes you up with oral, but just as I was about to cum, he stopped.

“Babe?”

He pointed at the clock. 7.55am. Oh, you fucking bastard, class was going to start!

General rules:
* Suck on a pen or a finger whenever possible.
* Stay naked as much as possible. This isn’t really a problem, since my flatmates are used to me wandering around topless, but I’ve been wearing my boyfriend’s clothes lately.
* Do my chores in a slutty maid costume.
* Pull out my buttplug at the end of every class and clean it off with my mouth before turning off my webcam.

Day 1:

Dares for Class 1:
1. Let my boyfriend eat me out/make me cum for the whole class.
2. Cum at least 6 times over the next two classes.
3. Start the class with a tank top. End the class with a tube top. Spend as much time as possible ~~topless~~ naked.
4. Keep a dildo in the background at all times. For this class, it’s my small 4 inch rabbit vibrator, lying on a pile of papers.

We started the class bottomless, with my legs spread on his shoulders, as he sat under my desk. We started class casually playing with my clit, as my professor summarized the previous class. I didn’t register a single word, partially because my boyfriend was doing a wonderful job of edging me. I tried to pull his head closer, but he shook his head.

“Take off your top,” he mouthed. I frowned, and slouched a little lower in my seat. Would this be safer? Fuck it. I could feel my boyfriend’s hands inching upwards, tugging at the hem of my tank top. I swatted him aside, and flicked one shoulder strap off my shoulder. I slowly tugged it down, past my elbow, and extracted one hand from my top. Nobody paid any attention to me. I gingerly tugged the other strap off my shoulder, and felt my boyfriend tug the tank top down to my waist.

I was completely naked. I felt my boyfriend’s hands roam upwards, flicking my nipples and tickling my sides. I flicked my middle finger at him, and pointed at my crotch. Don’t tickle me, dammit.

So he went to town. I picked up my mug of lukewarm coffee and pretended to take a sip of coffee as I came for the first time today. In the background, one of my classmates attempted to contribute to the class discussion, but it was clear to everybody that he hasn’t done his readings at all.

As I came down from my first orgasm, I batted my boyfriend’s head aside. What was my professor saying? I couldn’t tell, but he sounded annoyed. My boyfriend slowly licked my clit, while I chimed in and corrected my classmate diplomatically. As soon as I muted myself, my boyfriend went back to town.

As I began to edge again, I became more aggressive. I presented a half-decent argument from the readings, and my professor nodded in agreement. But my boyfriend’s fingers had other plans. Before long, I was about to cum again. I pretended to drop my pen, and slid down my chair to “pick it up”, and I came. I pulled his head into my pussy as it clamped down on his fingers, and I rode his face into a tingly orgasm.

I glanced up at the screen. Oh thank god, I was still muted. I slid back up the chair, and adjusted my camera upwards, careful to keep my chest out of frame, and continued. With this new camera angle, I could sit up straighter and be less self-conscious of my chest. As my 3rd orgasm built up, I kept catching myself leaning a little too forward. I was showing a surprising amount of skin, but I told myself it was fine. After all, it’s a Monday 8am class. Nobody’s actually conscious during these classes.

“Alright class, let’s take a 15 minute break? We’ll reconvene at 9.50am,” my professor announced. I breathed a sigh of relief, as my classmates individually switched off their video feeds. I assume most of them were leaving to make themselves a cup of coffee, but I had other plans.

I slid down my seat. “Let me cum.”

“Isn’t it your break?” he asked. I rolled my eyes. “Camera’s still on, it counts. Let me cum! I wanna make a cup of coffee.”

My fingers edged towards my clit. If he wasn’t going to let me cum, I wanted to cum. He shrugged, and within seconds, I was covering my mouth and cumming hard.

“Morning Lee,” S greeted, as I left my room naked. I felt her eyes flick downwards to my crotch, then up to my face again. I could feel a smirk coming to her face. “How’s class?”

“The usual? People aren’t doing their readings before class, some of my classmates clearly failed their introductory courses, you know how it is.”

“Uh huh. And you’re naked?”

Shit, I didn’t think about that. I turned away to pick up the kettle, and replied, “I’ll put on clothes in a bit! I’m not dumb enough to attend class nude.”

I was dumb enough to attend class nude.

As I returned to my desk, I scooched behind my desk and switched off my video feed, before returning to my seat. My boyfriend laid on our bed, and passed me my G-spot vibrator and Bluetooth clit vibe. “It’s fucking cramped down there.”

I couldn’t blame him, given that he’s 6 feet tall. I sat on my bed, next to him, as I pushed the vibrators into me. I turned up the G-spot vibrator to a comfortable level, and checked the remote connection on my Bluetooth vibrator. I passed him the remote, and he cranked it up. I jumped involuntarily, and smacked his shoulder.

As the break ended, I adjusted my camera angle and wore my tube top around my waist. I turned back to see my boyfriend spread out his notes around his laptop on our bed. “I’m going to study!”

 

“That’s it for today guys. I will stick around if anybody has any questions.”

That lying bastard, he wasn’t going to study! He made me cum twice before class ended. I was on the verge of completing a point when he made me cum the second time, and I almost couldn’t mute myself in time.

I pulled my tube top up and over my chest, and turned around to glare at my boyfriend. “Fuck you! You almost got me caught!”

“Did I?”

I grumbled incoherently as he smiled smugly at me. I reached down and pulled out my buttplug, and hid it in my (now empty) cup of coffee, as I raised it to my mouth to clean it off.

I’ll get my revenge.

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Lunch went by quickly. My boyfriend had a class from 12 to 2, which gave me enough time to blow him for 2 hours. Honestly, that went by in a flash. I love blowjobs. I love teasing and learning about what a guy likes, and I love how much power that gives me. In this case, it was the power to edge my boyfriend for 2 hours straight.

As his lecture ended, he shut his laptop and yanked me out from under his table. “You fucking cocktease, look what you did.”

“Did I?” I smiled smugly at him. He half-pulled me to our bed by my ponytail, and locked the door. I laid down with my head dangling over the edge, smiling like butter won’t melt, and asked, “Well what are you gonna do about it?”

I knew exactly what he was going to do about it, as he sized me up. He picked up my head with one hand, and guided his cock down my throat. “I’m gonna fuck your mouth like a pussy.”

I moaned around his cock, as my fingers wandered to my clit, as he began to fuck my throat. Could my flatmates hear this? Fuck it, who cares. The only thing that existed in this moment were my throat and his cock. I breathed in time with his thrusts, and I gripped his ass encouragingly. It couldn’t have taken him more than 30 seconds to cum down my throat, and I grinned around the base of his cock.

I gasped for air and coughed a little as he pulled his cock out of my throat. I think he said something, as I milked the last drops of his cum from his cock, but it didn’t really matter.

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Dares for Class 2:
1. Cum once more.
2. Wear a buttoned shirt without a bra. Leave most of the buttons open, so that anybody peeking as I turned around can see my chest.
3. Starting from this class, wear nipple clamps. Tug on them whenever someone uses filler words.
4. Pull out my buttplug at the end of every class and clean it off with my mouth before turning off my webcam.
5. Keep a dildo in the background at all times. For this class, it’s a 5 inch dildo suction-cupped on one of the lower shelves on my bookshelf.

I’m actually pretty impressed with my nipple clamp setup. Someone suggested I tie a string from my clamps to my big toe, so that I can tug on them by moving my foot. I gave it a bit of slack so I could shake my leg absent-mindedly, while tugging on my clamps only when someone uses a filler word. You know, stuff like “uh”, “ah”, “mm”, “kinda”, “like”, and so on.

Holy fucking shit, you guys. I was tugging my nipples with every sentence my professor said. Within 30 minutes, I was googling how to cut down on filler words. Harvard Business Review advises us to pause to collect our thoughts instead of using a filler word. If any of you are in my classes later this week, you guys better not fill your sentences with filler words.

I kept my pussy filled with my 4 inch rabbit vibrator, and before long I had zoned out of the lecture. I rocked my hips subtly and grinded against the base of my palm, while keeping my face still. I furrowed my brows. I could cum now, but there’s another hour to go. I edged for a while more, before pulling away reluctantly from my pussy.

The lecture continued in this vein. My professor would launch into a 15 minute anecdote from their personal life, and as 60 students collectively rolled our eyes, I tugged on my nipples with every sentence they said. I wanted to cum, but no. I’m a stupid slut, but I’ve got a GPA to maintain. I lost track of how many times my professor used filler words a few times, but it’s somewhere in the hundreds.

Seriously guys. Stop using filler words. I’m cutting it out of my daily life, and you should too. Feel free to steal this and post it in /r/LifeProTips for karma.

As class ended, everybody unmuted themselves and spoke for the first time this class. “Bye prof!” “Thanks prof!” “Have a good evening prof!”

Would anybody notice me cumming? Probably not. It’s a huge lecture. Our professor had already left, but the rest of the class was still thanking them.

As I rocked forward against my clit, I turned it on with a well-practiced flick, and I came silently with my eyes squeezed shut. I raised a hand to stifle myself, and played it off as a yawn. I stretched my hands above my head, careful not to reveal my clamps through the outline of my shirt, and reached under my butt to pull out my butt plug.

Butt plug in hand, I paused. I didn’t have an empty cup to hide it in. There was nothing around me I could use.

I let my hair fall around my face, and I surreptitiously popped it into my mouth. As I covered the base with one hand, I logged off Zoom with my other hand, and shut my laptop down.

 

The rest of the night wasn’t particularly exciting. I put on a frilly skirt, fishnets, and my black heels as part of my slutty maid costume, and headed out to help with dinner. Both roommates texted me over dinner to ask if I was free tomorrow morning, but S, my female roommate, texted me first.

After dinner, I washed the dishes while S cleaned up the kitchen and dining room. When she was done, she hopped on the counter top. “Sooooo what are you doing?”

“The dishes.”

“No no noooooo, I meant what are you *doing*? Being naked this morning? Trying out a slutty Halloween costume even though none of us are going trick-or-treating?”

“Nothing!” I replied indignantly. “Besides, we could totally host our own Halloween party among the 4 of us!”

S’s eyes lit up, and we began to talk about our Halloween party. I had games on my Steam account we could play, S could invite another group of friends to hang out with us online, we could host a drunk game of trivia, and so on.

“Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow morning?” she asked, as I dried the dishes. I nodded. “Sure! 12pm?”

“I don’t sleep in that much!”

I pinched her nose with a wet hand. She yelped and swatted my hand away, as I laughed at her. “I’ll drop in at 11 or 12? Let me know how it goes!”

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I’m not sure what else to post here, at the bottom of this post. If you’re still here, please give me some ideas for what to do this week! I’m a huge fan of public dares, exhibitionism, and oral, and between my roommates, my boyfriend, and I, we have a huge range of outfits I can steal!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j5s6qi/fm_f22_today_i_attended_class_nude_and_my