Amaya was breathing hard, and she wondered if everyone was watching her heaving breasts. It was amazing to her that there were no cuffs, no cage and n... restraints, and yet here she was. She was just standing here being masturbated for the education of boys she might never meet. It made her feel like an easy slut to be so willing to surrender herself, and at the same time it made her feel like the most beautiful girl in the school to have who knows how many boys staring between her legs.The. I should really feel uncomfortable." Her smiled widened. "What's funny is, I don't." The questioning look on my face must have relayed my confusion. "I don't, ...feel like getting dressed." She said slowly."Oh, please don't then! I love looking at you!" I told her earnestly."You're sweet. Do you really?" She sat up a bit straighter."I do! Really, really. You are so beautiful! You are sooo beautiful!!" She smiled broadly. "You have the most perfectly gorgeous breasts! What an incredible body!". I grabbed the back of his head and pushed it against my chest hoping he would get the hint. I was delighted as he took one of my nipples in his mouth and began to nibble. I moaned and began to unbuckle his belt. I was two days past ready and he was too dressed for the occasion. “What’s your name baby?” he asked breathlessly.“No. no names, I just want to fuck” I said, I did not want to complicate things. He seemed more than happy to oblige as he pulled my pajama pants down. I stepped over them. “You don’t find it unsettling or rude?” I asked. “No. In fact, I’d love to just once fuck the crap out of a total stranger.” Danny’s revelation came as a small surprise to me. This prompted a long discussion about sexual fantasies. “You know," Danny said after a bit, “we should try and see who can make the other’s fantasy come true first.” It was a daunting challenge, but one I was willing to embark upon. Danny and I started going out more and more, mainly to night clubs where we would survey.