Why could she not concentrate? She had been staring at the same page for the last twenty minutes. All she could think about was how erotic her legs felt as they softly rubbed against each other; bringing flashbacks of the night before when she had felt his legs. God, she could still taste him. Her neck deliciously ached. How she wished he could just be behind her, she longed to be taken and devoured by him right there in the library. She suddenly realised she was sucking her fingers a little too hard. Opening her eyes wide she sat up and cautiously looked around to see if anyone had noticed. There was no need to worry; the only two people that had been sitting next to her had gone and she was left in alone in the corner of the library.
Looking down at her paper again she quickly fell back into her daydream. Remembering the feel of his skin against her lips and how he writhed when she had nibbled his back. Grabbing his hair, kissing his lips, their tongues tasting each other. Running her hand through her hair, she could no longer ignore the ache inside of her. Looking around one last time she adjusted her chair so she was facing into the corner. Slowly opening her legs she lifted her skirt and very lightly touched her wet panties. Silently gasping she began to trace the contours of her pussy. Then she pulled her panties to the side and allowed a finger to slide into the wet juicy folds of her pussy. She was so swollen and wet from thinking about him. She slowly ran her finger up and down her slit making her feel weak, she circled her clitoris a few times before she realised she couldn't cum here. Someone would hear. She would get into trouble. But she couldn't resist plunging one finger into her cunt. Letting out a low grown she sat up and took a few deep breaths. Shutting her books and grabbing her bags she dashed home as fast as she could.
On the way home she got a text from him. It read "I saw you, you dirty, naughty girl, you need to be taught a lesson…" Her nipples felt instantly hard and her pussy throbbed. She quickened her pace.
In her rush she forgot to lock the door as she rushed upstairs to her bedroom. Luckily, no one was in. Waking up her computer she realised she had left a porn clip on the media player. She clicked play. A beautiful woman was lying on a table that was the top of a cage. Her Legs were tied beneath her as they bent at the knees. Her arms tied above her head and there was one piece of rope going over her middle. A man stood above her teasing her with his fingers, he held a vibrator in the other hand. Just as he brought the vibrator down to her vulnerable pussy the clip ended.
She suddenly realised she was fingering myself, She moved to her bed taking off her panties but not her skirt. She got out her vibrator from under her bed and turned it on. Teasing herself she ran it over her body. She took off her top and begun to run the vibrator over her nipples through her bra. She couldn't resist any longer and as soon as the bunny ears touched her juicy pussy lips she was in another world. So much so that she didn't realise he had let himself in and had taken a seat to watch. Startled at the squeak of the chair she looked up to meet his kinky, cheeky eyes.
"You are a dirty little slut aren't you."
She stopped.
"I think you better give that to me"
She obeyed.
"Stand up and put your hands on the bed. I want to see my wet pussy."
She did and bent over, feeling so vulnerable to his command. Suddenly she felt the vibrations down her spine and down her crack. He plunged the whole length into her. Causing a loud moan to escape her lips. She was so close to cumming.
"Don't cum you dirty girl, I want you to turn round and get down on your knees and say hello to your other friend. But you have to try and keep your dirty toy inside of you." Ever since the night before she had wanted to taste him again, it was as if he was her drug.
Pulling his pants down she smiled at his excitement and very lightly kissed the tip of his cock, then ever so softly sent the tip of her tongue from his balls all the way back up to his glistening tip. Looking up and sending him an evil smile she opened her mouth and began to softly kiss the glistening tip. Now who had control! Slightly sucking every now and again she teased him into her mouth, using her right hand she began to play with his balls and grasp the base of his shaft with the other. Sliding his cock into her cheek flicking her tongue all over. He tasted so sweet. It wasn't long before she felt his hand in her hair as he adjusted his balance. She looked up and saw his head stretched back. She took him as far as she could, almost touching the top of her throat. She began a rhythm, fucking him with her mouth; she reached up and grabbed his side. All the time she was aware of the vibrator inside her every now and again touching her clit, keeping her on the edge. He grabbed her hand and their fingers entwined.
"Stop" He moaned pushing her back. "Play with your toy, I want to cum on you"
He towered above her as she fucked herself with the vibrator, feeling so close.
"Please can I cum?" she begged
"No" he uttered and came all over her glistening body.
She obeyed and took out the vibrator and licked some of his cum of her lips.
"mmm, you taste good" she giggled.
"Well you better have room for more" He laughed lifting her to her feet so they stood facing each other. Placing his arms round her waist
"Oh really.." she smiled tickling the back the back of his neck "Why didn't you let me cum" she pouted
"because you didn't say 'sir'" he grinned kissing the tip of her nose "Now get ready I'm taking you out for dinner"
"Really? Where?
"You'll see now… get changed.." He ordered
"hehehe ok Mr man, you crazy… " She kissed him softly on the lips, her hand grabbed his hair, he kissed back with tongues!
"One thing though" He looked at her seriously
"Yeah?"
"No panties. And wear that short skirt…"
"You are evil mr man!! What if I want to wear panties?"
"Well I assure you by the time we get there you won't be…" He slapped her arse
"Whatever" She giggled feeling amazingly turned on.
They got a taxi into town, it was a beautiful night, the sky was clear and there seemed to be a hundred more stars than usual. They walked through the park, his arm draped over her shoulders, her arm round his waist. She had calmed down from the afternoon adventures but the moistness between her legs reminded her how turned on she still was. He suddenly stopped next to a group of trees. She looked up at him worried.
"Why have we stopped?" She asked kissing him on the cheek.