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We decided to skip the photo lab after class. It was just too hot, and the idea of a dip in the lake sounded good.Claudia, Christoph, and I met up by the shore. He with his bike, me with my proudest possession, an old Mercedes. Just another guy who had a driving license before ever having a girlfriend. Claudia rode with me. We were the three photo geeks in class who gave old Mr Gruber the feeling that the world was still a good place because youth was still interested in developing black and white film in a red light studio.The things you do for your teachers when you’re a nerd.Sitting in the high grass by the lakeshore, we realized we weren’t prepared for a swim – none of us had brought any bathing attire. But after an initial unease, we shrugged it off and undressed to our underwear. It was just too hot, and the water looked good.Claudia’s bra barely contained her breasts. They were of a distracting heft and suppleness that already made life ısparta escort difficult for us guys in class when she was dressed, let alone now, in nearly full sight. She was on the plump side, with an hourglass figure, a shock of black hair, and a very cute face that could have been Italian. She also knew how to assemble a system camera, and liked to ”accidentally” brush up against me in the dark lab.The swimming was wonderful, and we stayed in the water till we felt we had cooled down enough. Dark clouds were pulling up on the horizon, and we were looking for ways to dry before putting our clothes back on.Alas, underwear was no swimwear, as we soon realized. No matter how long we sat, those cotton things didn’t dry one bit.”Let’s just take them off,” I suggested, and went right ahead.Uneasily, the other two followed, casting their undies aside. Claudia took off her bra. Christoph and I had hakkari escort to make an effort not to stare. Her breasts were spectacular. It’s one thing to see a pair of big breasts in a bra, but quite another, isn’t it, when they come all the way out and look at you.We lay down in the grass, me on the left, Christoph on the right, Claudia between us, and closed our eyes.We only knew each other as photo lab enthusiasts. This was taking on a whole new dimension.I couldn’t help but glance sideways.There lay Claudia, eyes closed. And she had long, beautiful eyelashes, and cute lips… I was overwhelmed by just how cute she was. I had never looked at women that way before. Her breasts were rising and settling with her breathing, and the tiny little hairs on her skin were visible against the sun, moving in the breeze.Beyond her, I noticed another thing I had never seen before: An enormous erection, bingöl escort belonging to Christoph. His penis had decided to stand straight up against the sky, and mine felt inspired to do the same. Two firm, straight penises ending in long foreskins were on full display in the afternoon sun.Claudia grinned. ”I may have my eyes closed, but I see everything,” she said. ”My, I had no idea they get that big.” I noticed her nipples were also pointing up now. ”I think they look like Santas.”Thunder rolled in the distance, and Christoph murmured a curse, got up, grabbed his clothes, got dressed, and rode off on his bicycle. Maybe he was embarrassed, and took the opportunity of bad weather arriving to justify an exit from the scene.First raindrops fell, and the sun disappeared behind a cloud.We decided to also get dressed and seek shelter in the car before things would really get going. The underwear was still as wet as ever, so we just put on our clothes directly. Claudia was wearing a long, white skirt that billowed easily in the wind, and a stretchy, black top with a wide neckline. I struggled to get my tight jeans on, specifically because my stubborn penis just wouldn’t go down. Claudia noticed and laughed in a naughty sort of way. I could tell she liked what she saw.

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