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Study Break
Mariana texted me using her voice to text:
I'm in the library sitting in a comfy chair in a semi-secluded corner. I'm supposed to be studying but I'm not. I'm being bad. I'm listening to tunes. But someone is studying me, so that makes it all right, right? A cute guy sitting across the way. He's pretty hot. The tunes and the guy are getting to me. Making me hot. Making my pussy twitch and churn. I can feel the seam of my jeans against my clit now that my legs are crossed. If I bounce my upper let just a little bit it pinches my clit just right. My panties are surely soaked. My clit feels all fat and twitchy and tingly. If I keep this up I could come. The cute guy watches. I bet his cock is hard under his pants. I bet he's got a big cock. I bet he wants to touch it. Better yet, he wants me to touch it, to touch his hard hot cock, to take it in my mouth, to suck him and taste him and swallow him, his hot creamy cum, spurt after spurt after spurt. What a naughty boy he is! But this is a library, a public place. If I shrug my shoulder I can make the strap of my top slide off my shoulder. There. Now it will only be a matter of time before the shirt folds down enough so he can see my tit. Meanwhile I keep bouncing my leg, pinching my clit. Mmmm. This is getting to be too much. Only my erect nipple is keeping my top up. It wants to come out so bad. I'm going to come soon. A quiet come, I hope. I wonder if the boy will know.
I didn't hear anything for a while. I texted back:
What happened? Did you come? Tell me! I need to know.
A few minutes later I got an answer:
I'm in the ladies' room now, sitting on the toilet. My cunt is so wet. I didn't come but I came so close. I'm going to touch myself now. Or maybe I'm going to pee first. Want to see?
Right away I answered:
I do! I do! I want to see.
A minute or so later the little movie arrived. It showed Mariana's pussy, her plump labia darkened by desire, spread wide by her fingers. Her index finger rested on her plump clit. She flicked her clit a couple of times. Tapped it. Flicked it. Pressed it. Abruptly her cunt contracted, deep fast clenches. Then the piss spurted up and out, arching toward the phone camera just as the film ended.
I texted:
That was so hot! When you get home I'm going to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you. Hurry!
But it was much later when I heard from her again:
Okay, but first I have to buy some new panties. I gave the ones I'd been wearing to the cute guy. He was very appreciative. He gave me something in return.
story and illustrations by Mat Twassel |
