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Over lunch, Priya asked the boys what they had in mind for the rest of the day.
She was seated on the edge of the king-sized bed, with Karan and Amol scattered across the rest of the bed; while Varun and Suraj sat on the extra mattress laid down between the bed and the far wall. The room also had a TV hanging on the far wall and a little table under the TV.
"I was thinking we could go to the fort," Varun said between bites.
"Yeah. And maybe check out the market later. I need a souvenir keychain," Suraj added.
Priya listened, nodding along. The plan sounded fine. But, she didn't feel excited hearing any of it. "Or..." she said slowly, getting up from the bed and keeping her plate aside, "we could skip all of that."
Four curious faces turned towards her as she emerged from the bathroom, washing her hands.
Priya smiled faintly. "I mean, we've already spent two days doing what people usually do here. What if we spent the last day... differently?"
"Differently how?" Suraj asked.
Priya hesitated. A plan had been taking shape in her mind ever since her little session on the balcony. "I've..." she began carefully, "I've felt different here. Around you guys. More... free. Like I don't have to overthink every little thing I do." Priya took a slow breath. Her fingers tightened around the edge of her T-shirt. "And I don't want to go back tomorrow feeling like I just went back to my old routine without understanding this version of me."
The boys exchanged quick glances, still unsure of where this was leading.
Before she could lose her nerve, Priya pulled off her t-shirt in one quick motion.
"How about one lazy day without doing anything special?"
The room went still.
For a moment, she wondered if she had made a mistake. Then, she met each of their eyes. A gentle smile spread across her face. Her nipples, which had already perked up, grew even harder.
Amol was the first to speak, letting out a small chuckle. "Well, comfort is the theme of the day. Welcome to the topless club."
Priya smiled again. There she was, standing topless in the room with four of her students. Yes, it wasn't her first time being topless around them. But the last time was on a beach, and for a short duration. Now, she was going to spend almost half a day being topless around them. Her body tingled with the realization.
Then, as if nothing unusual had happened, she turned and walked towards the table. She could feel all the eyes on her. She took a slow sip of water, aware of herself in a way she had never been before the trip. The AC's cool air felt refreshing against her bare skin.
The boys finished their lunch watching Priya move topless around the room. Her heavy jiggling breasts. Her dark and hard nipples. Her stomach, like the loaves of bread. They had seen it all the day before. And yet, they still ogled every inch of what she had just exposed.
Priya was enjoying being the center of their attention.
"Since we're not going outside," Varun stretched his arms, settling back on the mattress, "what should we do? Watch a movie?"
When no one opposed the suggestion, he turned on the TV. While he flipped the channels for a good movie, the rest of the boys sat cross-legged on the bed. Priya settled herself on one side of the bed, relaxing her back on the headboard. She stretched her legs out and crossed her hands across her chest. The movement pushed her breasts up and together, forming a deep cleavage between them.
Varun had stopped his search, landing on a bollywood romance movie, but none of them were watching it yet. All their eyes were fixed on her. Priya felt as if she could just move around all day and still the guys wouldn't be bored.
"This looks like a good movie," Priya said, breaking their trance.
The boys quickly turned their eyes towards the TV. She had caught them staring, and they knew it. A smile spread across Priya's face watching their flustered looks.
It was a long movie that went on through the evening. During the frequently interrupting ad breaks, the group stretched and yawned and often changed their positions. After the first hour, Varun too climbed on the bed, saying his neck was uncomfortable watching the TV from the floor. Priya, meanwhile, had shifted from the back of the bed to the mattress for a while, and back to the edge of the bed. At one point, she found herself sprawled at the foot of the bed, resting her head on her palm.
With five people sitting on a bed and switching places frequently, Priya's skin was often grazed by a touch here and there. A hand brushed against her arm as someone reached for the remote. Her knee bumped against another as she climbed off the bed. A fleeting touch on her shoulder as someone leaned ahead. Priya hadn't planned for any of those, but every contact sent a ripple through her. Every movement made her aware how close everyone was. A little stretch was enough for any of them to touch her breasts. And yet, no touch landed there.
When the credits rolled, Priya turned off the TV and stood in front of the bed.
As she stretched her hands in a yawn, the boys enjoyed a full frontal view of her breasts. She let her hands rest on her hips before looking towards the boys.
"Anyone hungry for some snacks?"
It was a simple question, really, and yet, all their eyes went wide in shock.
"What?" Priya asked, confused.
That's when she noticed Amol's eyebrow lift ever so lightly, his gaze drifting from her face to her breasts, before settling back on her face with a slow, amused smile. The others too were trying to suppress their grins. Her eyes followed theirs, taking in her own stance. Her breasts stood out front like big gulab jamuns and the nipples like little pista on top. And she had asked them if they were hungry for snacks.
Oh.
She finally realized what she was implying. Heat rushed to her face so quickly it almost made her dizzy.
"I meant food, guys!" she let out an embarrassed laugh.
The boys too burst into laughter.
"You naughty boys!" Priya added, trying to bring a sternness to her voice as she folded her arms across her chest. "I really meant food."
"We didn't say anything," Varun teased, a wide grin on his face.
"No, but I am sure you were all thinking about it. And here I thought you were good boys," Priya pursed her lips, nodding in disappointment.
"Sorry, ma'am," Karan apologized, still with a wide smile on his face.
"Seriously, guys, has anyone got some snacks in their bags? I am actually hungry."
Luckily, Suraj had packets of chips and peanuts. Once some food went in, Priya's head started swirling with ideas again. The evening had been fun, no doubt, but she desired more. Their recent comment gave her the perfect opportunity to take the next step.
"You guys missed your reward, you know," she let out a loud sigh, nodding her head in disappointment.
"Huh?" Varun and Amol asked together.
Priya put another chip in her mouth and looked them in the eye. "I had planned another reward for my good boys."
The boys gulped down their disappointment. She was sitting at the center of the bed now, with the boys on the edge, on either side of her. She caught their eyes dancing towards her shorts, the only clothing left on her body, before looking down on the bed again. They had guessed it right. That was indeed the reward she had thought of if things had gone according to plan. But the moment called for improvisation.
"It's sad that you boys have been naughty, instead."
"No, we haven't," Suraj pleaded. It was fun to watch them get eager for their next reward.
"Oh, you have. And since you have been getting rewards for being good boys, it's only fair that you should be punished for being naughty."
Priya couldn't decipher the weird kind of smile that spread across their faces. They looked sad on losing their reward, but they also looked a little happy. Were the boys feeling excited about being punished?
That's when she noticed the outlines forming in all their shorts. She had noticed their bulges the moment she had removed her t-shirt. Those initial moments, their bulges had been prominent, but she hadn't commented on it so as to avoid the situation from getting awkward. The bulges eventually settled down as they got more comfortable with her being topless.
And now, those bulges were back up. Were they getting excited at the thought of being punished?
"What kind of punishment do you have in mind, ma'am?" Amol asked, breaking her thoughts.
"Well, that looks like a punishment in itself," she said, letting her eyes fall on the bulges.
Their cheeks reddened the moment they realized they were all hard. Caught red-handed, or rather, hard-dicked, they shuffled, trying to avoid her gaze.
The bulges in their shorts had grown more distinct now. Her own body was on fire, heat rushing all over. It was pleading with her to take that next step. But her mind was full of mischief. Why rush? It asked. Why not tease them a little more? She let her gaze linger a little longer on each of their shorts, noting how snugly everything pressed against the fabric.
Priya slowly rose on her knees and lowered her palms forward till she was on all fours in the middle of the bed. With all their wide eyes fixed on her, she crawled till the edge of the bed before climbing down. She bent down to pick up her t-shirt lying on the mattress. Her ass was right in front of their eyes now.
"I was thinking of putting my t-shirt back up to punish you guys. But, looking at your current state, I think this will be a better punishment."
Still bent down, Priya slid her hands along the side of her legs. When her fingers touched the elastic of her shorts, she pushed her thumbs in and pulled the shorts down a little. The top portion of her round ass lay bare in front of the boys. She wiggled it for extra effects.
As expected, the boys were practically drooling. Their bulges were pushing hard at their shorts, begging to break free. Confirming her suspicion, Amol lowered his hand to adjust his bulge inside the shorts. But Priya didn't let him.
"Nope," she said in her stern voice, "you guys aren't allowed to touch yourself. That's your punishment. If I see you touch yourself, you're out of this room. Understood?"
The boys nodded, finally understanding her plan. They were all sitting cross-legged on the bed, with their hard members trapped at uncomfortable angles within the shorts. If Priya continued to tease them, the hardness would only increase, making it even more uncomfortable.
As if on cue, Priya turned on the TV and switched to a music channel. A dance song started playing. She swayed her body to the beats, letting her hands move all over her upper body. Her breasts jiggled with every movement, and so did her half open ass. She even bent down every now and then, something facing them, while sometimes facing away. She was bent over with her ass towards the boys, when the song changed to a romantic one. Priya decided it was time,
She again let her hands slide up the side of her legs, till they reached her shorts. Slowly, in tune with the song, Priya slid down the shorts till her ankles and stepped out of it. Her round ass was fully on display now. Priya twisted her neck to watch their reactions.
Their eyes couldn't have been wider. She was after all the first lady they were seeing naked in real life. Was she any good in comparison to the countless ones they must have seen in porn? Priya didn't ask. But, judging by their bulges which were all still hard after fifteen minutes, a smile creeped on her face.
With their eyes still focussed on her ass, Priya stepped closer to the bed. Priya knew that the moment she turned around, her small patch of public hair would be on display for the boys. Her pussy, which was fully wet by that time, wouldn't be open to their eyes just yet. Not while she was still standing.
Was seeing their teacher naked really a punishment for them? Priya didn't know. And honestly, she didn't care. The evening was about her. When she finally turned around, all she could think of was how to douse the fire that was lit in every part of her body.
The answer was right in front of her. And, unlike the MCQs she was used to solving in her classes, there was no need to select one. She knew all four options were correct.
This would be her final reward to them for being her good boys.
While the boys were still busy admiring the latest body part she had revealed, Priya extended her hand towards Amol. Her heart thundered in her chest as she pulled him off the bed and walked near the TV. A hint of disappointment was evident on the rest of the faces. But Priya wasn't done yet. She twirled around Amol once before stepping back towards the bed and pulling Suraj to the dance floor. Within minutes, she had pulled Karan and Varun too, till she stood at the center of the circle formed by her boys.
She was at the center of a similar circle last night on the beach. The boys were all topless then too. But she wore a bikini. And now, she was all naked, pressed close between four boys.
As they continued dancing, Priya was aware of her nipples grazing Amol's chest. All their hard lengths pressed against her thighs, rubbing along with the dance moves. While her own pussy was as wet as it could get, she could feel some wetness on the side and back of her left thigh too, where Karan and Suraj danced. She wasn't sure if they had actually orgasmed while rubbing their dicks on her thigh, or was it just the pre-cum that she read in the stories.
She had half a mind of telling them to remove their shorts. Let their members swing free. But she wasn't sure if she was ready to see four dicks just yet. She was definitely curious. And it would be fair too, since the boys got to see her fully naked. She knew one word from her and they would drop their shorts in a blink. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find it in herself to say it.
Instead, she decided to focus on the situation at hand.
Just like last night, she placed her hands on Amol's shoulder, rose on her toes, and pressed her lips to his. She let it linger long enough that the others stopped dancing to give them space. After a couple of minutes, she finally pulled away from Amol, turned around, and kissed Suraj. She took her time kissing Karan and Varun too, before noticing they all had stopped dancing.
"Why did you all stop dancing?" Priya asked in a casual tone. "Dance along, boys," she said, raising her hands in the air and swaying her hips once again. Doing so, she pushed her ass back, rubbing it with the beats over Karan's bulge. "And boys, your punishment is over. You can use your hands now."
She had given them the licence to explore her naked self, and the boys were on to her in a flash.
The beats of the song were forgotten the moment fingers landed on her stomach. Priya closed her eyes as fingers found her thigh, her back, and her ass. They were all roaming on her skin, all at once. The fingers on her stomach slowly started to move upwards. She was focussed on their route when the fingers on her ass vanished, just to be replaced by a hand that gave her ass a little squeeze. Priya let out a moan. Meanwhile, the ones in front had now reached at her cleavage before moving left to circle her nipple. Another set of fingers replicated the movement on her right breast. Priya threw her head back in ecstacy the moment they touched her nipples. Just like on her ass, the fingers on her right breast turned into a squeeze, while the ones on her left continued playing with her nipple.
Her body was on fire the entire evening. These little touches and squeezes all over her body were enough to send it over the edge.
As her body shuddered to an orgasm, Priya wrapped her arms around Amol's neck, kissing him once again.
She let the waves of pleasure pass before breaking the kiss. All the hands had retreated back by then. Once she regained her composure, Priya stepped out of the circle and kissed them all again.
"Thank you for being such good boys," she said, before heading for the balcony door.
With her shorts and t-shirt still lying in the boys' room, Priya stepped out on the balcony and quickly went inside her own room.
As she lay on her bed, leisurely playing with her breasts, she wondered if the boys were finally relieving themselves. Should she have helped them with it? The thought had definitely crossed her mind. In that moment of passion, she had felt like touching them over the shorts. Not just rubbing her ass over them, but holding them, squeezing them back. But her hands had not gone down to do that.
Priya didn't join the boys for dinner that night.
She woke up early the next morning and went straight to the beach. The roaring sound of the waves somehow quieted the thoughts in her mind. Just when she was about to get up, Suraj plonked himself beside her. One by one, the rest of the boys too settled on the sand as they watched the ocean.
Priya felt a little guilty for practically running out of their room last night after she had her orgasm. But, if the boys were mad at her for it, they didn't show. Instead, casual conversations started filling in.
"We should visit Goa again some day," Suraj started.
"Definitely," Amol agreed, "there are a lot more places left to see."
Priya laughed at their attempt to blame her for stealing their day of travel.
"I agree," Priya said, still laughing, "there are a lot of places still to see. Not sure if they would have been as much fun though."
Everyone joined in her laughter and Priya felt relieved.
"What do you say, ma'am, one last swim before we leave Goa?" Karan asked.
"Sure," Priya said, getting up, "But I'm keeping my clothes on this time."
And just like that, the group was back in the ocean, enjoying their couple of hours in Goa. Priya knew she didn't need to remind the boys to keep the events of the weekend to themselves. She trusted them enough to know they wouldn't brag about it.
Soon, they shared breakfast and left for the railway station. Twelve hours later, they were back in Mumbai. And somehow, Priya was sure nothing would get awkward between the group.
Once home, Priya messaged the boys in their Whatsapp group.
Priya: Thank you for this fun weekend, guys. And congratulations again for the successful presentation at the conference. If you work hard and publish another paper, we could attend another conference some day!!
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