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As I walked into the classroom, I looked around it. Again I was lost in the thought of being dressed as I was with everyone else around. I even blushed, even though none of the thoughts were real.
Just my tiny panties to hide my body. My bare breasts would be totally on show for everyone. All my classmates and teacher would see me like this.
Although I had wanted to wind down, my body was reacting strongly to the afternoon’s events. My body felt warm… so inviting.
Even my arms brushing against my nipples felt good.
I had to touch myself. I knew I was aroused, and I wanted to find out how aroused. My body wanted me to touch myself anyways, I might as well do it.
I lightly caressed my breasts at first. I barely touched my nipples. Yet my body shook as I did it. I began to just cup each breats, feeling their weight. My breathing became heavier.
I slowly sat on the floor, back against a wall. One of my hands then began to knead my breasts. My fingers tweaked and teased a nipple. I gasped and even whimpered a little. It was astounding how good it all felt.
My other hand started to snake down my bare stomach…
