The lecture hall was buzzing with the sound of shuffling papers and hushed whispers as students settled into their seats. Lizzie, a slim pale girl with rosy shoulder-length hair, sauntered in, her black stiletto heels clicking against the tiled floor. She wore a form-fitting black dress that accentuated her medium-sized breasts and firm ass, drawing the attention of several male students as she made her way to an empty seat in the back of the room.
Thomas, a shy and lanky guy with thick dark hair and green eyes, sat a few rows ahead of Lizzie. He had always been too nervous to talk to her, but he couldn't deny the crush he had on her. He stole a glance at her as she sat down next to him, her rosy scent filling his nostrils.
Lizzie took out her notebook and began taking notes, her sharp tongue and strong personality evident in every word she wrote. Thomas tried to focus on the lecture, but he couldn't help but steal glances at Lizzie, her rosy lips pursed in concentration.
Lizzie noticed Thomas's nervous energy and turned to him, whispering, "You seem tense. Everything okay?"
Thomas stuttered out a response, his face flushing. Lizzie couldn't help but laugh at his awkwardness. "Relax, sweetheart. I don't bite."
Thomas, emboldened by Lizzie's playful insult, took a deep breath and reached out to touch Lizzie's knee. She tensed up at first, but then relaxed as Thomas started gently rubbing her leg.
Lizzie, feeling a spark of excitement, reached down and started rubbing Thomas's crotch through his jeans. Thomas, still in shock, tried to stifle his moans.
Lizzie, seeing Thomas on the brink, whispered in his ear, "Let's finish this somewhere more private." She got up and led Thomas out of the lecture hall, her hand wrapped around his.
Lizzie, dragging Thomas by the hand, searched for an empty room. They stumbled upon a men's bathroom and quickly ducked inside.
Lizzie, pushing Thomas against the wall, started undoing his pants. Thomas, still in shock, let Lizzie take control.
Lizzie, pulling out Thomas's cock, started stroking it. Thomas, unable to hold back any longer, started moaning loudly.
Lizzie, not wanting to attract attention, pulled up her dress and straddled Thomas. She ground against him, feeling his cock pressed against her panties.
Thomas, feeling Lizzie's wetness through her underwear, started thrusting upwards. Lizzie, biting her lip, moaned softly.
Lizzie, riding Thomas, felt herself getting closer to orgasm. She leaned back, letting Thomas hit her G-spot.
Thomas, feeling Lizzie's pussy tighten around his cock, knew he was about to cum. He grabbed Lizzie's hips and thrust deeper, harder. Lizzie, screaming, came first. Thomas, a few seconds later, followed suit.
Lizzie, catching her breath, looked at Thomas and smiled. "We should do this again sometime." Thomas, still in shock, nodded weakly.
Lizzie, chuckling, got up and adjusted her dress. "Meet me at the abandoned warehouse in a few hours. I want to see what else you can do."
Thomas, feeling a surge of excitement, nodded again. Lizzie, satisfied, left the bathroom, leaving Thomas to clean up and wonder what he'd gotten himself into.
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