This is the third installment of my "Class Trip" series, while I usually try to make each chapter of my stories self contained, you'll probably need to read part 1 to understand the situation and the context in this case.
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Dawn helps a guy all on her own
Dawn sat on the toilet seat as Rob entered the bathroom. At 24, he was one of the oldest guys in the class. Her being the youngest meant they had very little in common so they had rarely spoken to each other.
"Hey." Rob said.
"Hey." Dawn replied.
They looked at each silently. She taking in his vest over a T-shirt look, him taking in her schoolgirl outfit of dress shirt, plaid kilt and black knee-high socks pulled high.
"So, do I just take it out or what?" Rob asked causally.
Dawn's mind went blank. How had Miss Ophelia started their session with Sean? Had she pulled his dick out or had she gotten him to do it? She cursed herself for not remembering, worried she was fucking this up already.
"Um, you can take it out, if you want." She told him. He shrugged and nonchalantly unzipped his pants and exposed his penis. Unlike Sean, Rob was still flaccid.
Unsure of what to do, she did the most obvious thing and took his cock in her hand. She fondled it for a few moments, but he did not seem to react.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" Dawn asked.
Rob smiled. "Of course, you're very pretty."
"Can you show me? Will you show me how pretty you think I am? Make your...cock, hard for me. Please." She asked, a bit embarrassed at having used the word cock.
"I want to. I really do want to make my cock hard for you. Maybe if you show me how pretty you are? Will you show me your breasts?" He asked.
This stunned Dawn. Sean hadn't asked for anything like this, and Miss Ophelia hadn't mentioned if this was allowed. She knew official relief agents only offered manual stimulation but she also knew she was not an official relief agent and this was not a typical relief situation.
"I don't know about that." Dawn admitted. "I'm just here to rub your penis. I need to help you release."
"But seeing your beautiful breasts will help me release. It'll make me get so hard and then I'll cum that much faster." He explained.
That did make sense to Dawn. Guys were very visual, so she could see how looking at her bare breasts would help him. And it's not like he was asking to touch them. Just look at them. No man had ever asked to see them before, so that was quite exciting. Still, she wasn't sure if that was a good idea.
"I don't know." She stalled. "Do you promise to get hard if I do?"
"Dawn, looking at your naked breasts will make me so hard. I might cum as soon as I see them." He lied.
Wow, she thought. Does that really happen? She never seen that in the few holo porns she had watched, but she knew enough that they didn't exactly portray real life. Maybe she could assist all the guys she needed to quickly, by just showing them her breasts. That would be extremely efficient, just like Miss Ophelia had talked about.
"Really, just by looking at them?" She asked, hesitantly.
"Well maybe you'll need to stroke me a little, but I'll probably cum right away." He said.
She considered it for a moment and then began undoing the buttons on her blouse. Rob watched intently as her bra came into view.
"Is that enough?" Dawn asked, noting that his cock had started to stiffen.
"Your bra is probably enough to make me hard, but your bare breasts are what I need to cum." He told her.
She hesitantly continued to undress. Once her blouse was open enough for her bra encased breasts to be on full display, she reached back out for his cock.
"Let's try this for a bit, okay?" She asked, hoping she wouldn't have to take off her bra and expose herself to him.
"We can try. Of course." He assured her. She stroked his cock up from her seat and he did his best to feign boredom even as he enjoyed her touch.
"What if I talked dirty? What if I tell you how much I want to, um, suck your cock." She asked.
"Sure." He agreed, still trying to seem disinterested.
"Your, um," Dawn stammered, growing increasingly worried she was doing a bad job. "Your cock is so big, I don't think it will fit in my mouth."
She squeezed his cock with one hand and fondled his balls with the other. It felt amazing to Rob but somehow he kept his face blank.
"I want to make it fit though, I want to cram this cock down my throat." She told him, as she pumped him desperately.
Rob started to moan, which sent a spike of happiness through her, having finally gotten a reaction out of him. Unfortunately, it was short-lived as he turned his very real moan into a groan, faking boredom.
"Umm. Dawn, this really isn't working for me. Maybe you should show me your tits, I mean breasts, after all." He lied.
Dawn was disappointed and a bit panicked. How could things be going so poorly with Rob so quickly after they went so well with Sean? Clearly she wasn't as good at this as she thought, so she decided she had better listen to the older, more experienced person in the room
Dawn released her hold on Rob's cock and resumed unbuttoning her top. As the last few buttons undid, she pulled the dress shirt off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.
She looked away embarrassed leaving Rob to unapologetically take on the view of her body. Her socks pulled high combined with her short skirt was driving him wild. It reminded him of how an ex girlfriend used to wear what she called "come fuck me" boots. When she wore them, he would often cum on her bare thighs.
