How I seduced my attractive lab partner. This follows my plan described in Biology Lab: Day One.
My project of seducing my lab partner Ian in the frog dissection lab went well the first day. The next day went even better. I wore a zipped up jacket over a tube top. Once in the high school biology lab, I stripped off the jacket. My bare shoulders and bare belly should get noticed by Ian. Even though I was way out of dress code, I knew that I was safe. Teachers don’t enforce the dress code with the quiet, A students.
When we reached the reproductive organs part of the instructions, we discovered that we had a male frog. We went back and forth with raunchy comments about frog cloacas. Ian said, “This poor guy doesn’t know what it is like to have a penis.” I quickly retorted, “Yeah, it’s a shame. With their long tongues and soft mouths, they could really give fantastic blow jobs.” The joke caught Ian by surprise. He nearly choked with laughter, and couldn’t stop from giggling. The teacher came over to ask if everything was alright. This caused us to laugh even more. Since Ian couldn’t speak, I said, “Yes, but while you’re here, would you double check our progress?” The teacher said that we were doing great.
My cookies that day were sugar cookies cut out in the shape of frogs with frosted designs on them. I offered them to him, while pulling my shoulders back to emphasize my tits in their tight tube top. I batted my eyes and bit my lip just to be extra flirty. I said, “Next time I will use a bit of frosting to give the frog cookie a real penis.” We tried quieting our giggles so that the teacher wouldn't catch us eating in the lab
The tube top was a great idea, but I wanted to take another step up for our third and final day. I wore a flowing sundress with an open back, loose front, and thin spaghetti straps on the shoulders and back. It is a dress that should definitely be worn with a t-shirt or blouse underneath, but that was not my plan. I spent a long time in front of the mirror at home figuring out how to loosen the ties enough so that Ian would get a complete view of my adorable breasts whenever I leaned over far enough. I baked peanut butter cookies, the easiest recipe that I could find.
Through the rest of the next school day, I had my zippered jacket modestly covering my chest. When I reached the lab table with Ian, I peeled off the jacket. The bio lab had its air conditioning always set cold. I didn’t care. In fact, I knew that it would help my nipples get extra hard. Any glance at my back would clearly show that I wasn’t wearing any bra. Any glance at my front would show light cotton fabric over hard nipples and perfectly shaped tits. This was a gutsy move on my part, but I felt extra bold. I even took the step of removing my panties in the bathroom before bio class. I was completely naked under the most flimsy of dresses.
Oh yeah, Ian noticed. He first complimented my dress. I replied, “Thanks so much. I’m glad you like it. I felt like being less constrained today. This dress makes me feel more girly.” By girly I meant overtly sexual. By less constrained, I meant without any underwear–pussy and tits as open and exposed as I could have them. When it came time for me to make the notes, I waited until he was done with the frog part, and I leaned over the table. I knew from the night before that the top of my dress would hang down. Ian being tall helped, and I was sure that he was looking down the top of my dress to my light brown nipples. When I stood up straight again, Ian was in a bit of a daze. I repeated this technique leaning over my notes multiple times. Having him see my tits over and over again aroused me greatly. Once when I stood up straight, I felt a drop of my pussy juices running down my inner thigh. I giggled to myself, thinking that this is what happens when I don’t wear panties. At one point I positioned my whole body so that the dress hung so that Ian could see all of the way down my body and perhaps notice my well trimmed mound and lack of panties. My breathing and heartbeat got faster by positioning myself like this, and I felt another drop of pussy juices running down, this time to my ankles.
We didn’t talk or joke around as much on this day. I could tell that Ian had an erection for most of the class period and was distracted by his own arousal problem even more than I was with mine. We ate the cookies though, and quietly celebrated our completion of the lab. He said, “Lindsey, you are an amazing girl, and I am really glad to have this chance to get to know you.” I said, “Well, let’s see what’s next.” I thought that statement was vague enough but also hopeful enough to set up a real date with Ian
When I went to my next classes, I had the jacket modestly zippered up. During each of the lessons, I pulled my leg up on my chair in such a way that my heel was under my dress and touching my pussy. With my secret technique, I could make slight movements of my foot and masturbate in class without anyone noticing. Even though I had put my panties back on, the feeling was intense. I climaxed in my history class and twice in study hall without anyone knowing.
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