Ethan, meanwhile, found it hard to focus on the lecture. His mind was a turmoil of thoughts about Luna and Lisa, both of whom he couldn't get out of his head. The idea of both of them taking turns to suck his dick had made him rock hard, and he had to shift in his seat to hide his dick that was getting bigger and bigger inside his pant. He imagined their mouths wrapping around his cock, their cheeks hollowing out as they took him in deep there throat, their eyes locked onto his.
Lisa's sultry smile played over and over in his mind, her plump, fuckable lips parted slightly as she looked up at him again. She'd be a perfect little slut, eager to please her master. Ethan imagined in his mind, her soft hands stroking his shaft as she licked the precum from the tip.
The class droned on, but Ethan's mind was elsewhere, picturing Luna's skilled hands squeezing his balls as Lisa took his dick deep inside her throat. The thought of their bare breasts bouncing together as they competed to suck him dry was almost too much to bear. His cock strained against his jeans, and he had to bite his lip to keep from groaning out loud.
"When the bell finally rang, Ethan shot up like he'd been waiting all day for it—which, honestly, he had. His backpack smacked against his leg as he made a beeline for the door.
"Alex looked up from his phone, a puzzled expression on his face. "Dude, you're going already?"
Ethan shot him a look. "Yeah, I gotta go. I've got a... meeting," he said, his voice trailing off. "Just finish up whatever you've got and meet me in the lunch lounge."
Alex nodded. "Alright, I'll catch up."
Ethan's heart raced as he made his way to the lunch lounge. He couldn't wait to see Luna again.
"Ethan!" A voice called from behind, and he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to find Mrs. Salina standing there, her ample chest rising and falling with the exertion of catching up to him.
"What's up, Mrs. Salina?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady despite his racing thoughts.
"I noticed you weren't paying much attention in class today," she said, her eyes searching his face. "Is everything okay, dear?"
"Yeah," he lied. "I've just got a lot on my mind."
Her smile was knowing. "Well, feel free to come by and see me if you need anything, okay?."
Ethan nodded, his eyes lingering on her plump, red lips. "Thanks," he murmured, feeling his dick twitch again in his pant. He couldn't believe he was getting hard for his teacher, but there was always something about her, the way she looked at him was a bit different from other students.
As soon as Mrs. Salina left, he found himself picturing her without clothes, those big tits were bouncing as she was riding on top of him.
Not even a minute in and he's already undressing her with his brain. Like...chill bro.
A wave of guilt hit him square on the ass, like his brain was trying to remind him he's a trash human, but it was soon overshadowed by a strong desire for Luna.
Finally, he arrived at the lunch lounge and saw Luna and Lucy sitting together at the table.
Ethan felt a twinge of annoyance at the sight of Lucy, her sharp tongue and arrogant nature had always rubbed him the wrong way. He had been hoping for some quality alone time with Luna, to get to know her better. But with Lucy there, he knew that would be almost impossible.
"Hey, Ethan," Lucy said with a smirk, her eyes sweeping over him like a hawk eyeing its prey. "We were just talking about you."
Luna giggled, a light sound that made Ethan's heart skip a beat. "Is that so?" he said, trying to keep his voice sounding cool. He took a chair opposite them, his cock still semi-hard from his earlier encounter with Mrs. Salina.
"Yeah," Lucy said, popping a grape into her mouth.
"Oh, really?" Ethan raised an eyebrow. "What could possibly be so interesting about me?"
Luna blushed, her cheeks turning a luscious shade of pink that made Ethan's cock twitch a bit in his pants. She bit her lower lip, her teeth sinking into the plump flesh. "We were just discussing the art club," she said, her voice a bit too high. "And how we could use more members."
"Ah," Ethan said, trying to hide his disappointment. He'd hoped for something more personal.
"You should join our club!!" Luna said to him with a handful of excitement in her eyes.
"Well..." Ethan paused a bit.
"Didn't you say you always had a thing for art?" Luna asked him again; this time she grabbed his hand with both palms.
"_Well...I didn't mean this art when I said that._" Ethan murmured in his mind while staring at her. But he just couldn't say no to her, especially with those big brown eyes staring at him like that.
"Sure," he said with a forced smile. "I'll think about it."
"Great!" A wide smile played on Luna's cheek.
"You sure wanna join in the art club?" Lucy asked Ethan, her voice filled with sarcasm.
"Yeah, why not?" Ethan replied, trying to keep his cool. He didn't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing how much her comment had gotten under his skin.
"As far as I know, you don't have a slight bit of interest in arts stuff," Lucy said, smiling sweetly, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Ethan clenched his fists under the table, murmuring to himself, "This bitch." He knew she was baiting him, but he couldn't resist the urge to prove her wrong. "What makes you say that?"
Luna looked between them, her eyes wide with confusion. "What's going on?" she asked, her voice low from the tension that had built between them .
"Nothing," Lucy said, her smile never faltering from her cheek. "It's just that Ethan has always been more of a...touchy kind of guy, you know?"
Ethan felt his cheeks redden with anger. "Who said that?" "I can appreciate art just as much as the next person!!"
"Is that so?" she asked with a hint of mischief. "Then tell me—what's your favorite piece of art?"
"The Mona Lisa," he said quickly, hoping it was a good enough answer.
"And what do you like about it?" she asked, leaning back in her chair, clearly enjoying herself.
Ethan took a deep breath, trying to think of something that didn't sound like something he'd just read off a Wikipedia page. "Her smile," he said finally. "It's so...mysterious."
"Mysterious?" Lucy laughed. "That's the most basic interpretation you could come up with. It's like saying you like 'Starry Night' because it has stars. What's the point of joining a club if you don't even know anything about the subject?"
"This bitch is going to die by my hand someday," Ethan murmured to himself, gritting his teeth so hard he could feel the enamel grinding together.