12:14 AM Cathy walked swiftly through the dark halls of her university's math building. The chilly night air ran past her legs and flitted up her skirt. After spending what was probably half her life in catholic school she felt much more comfortable in skirts when she was at school. "I wish they wouldn't turn off the heat at night", she thought as a shiver ran up her abdomen. She wasn't the type of girl the go around without panties, it just wasn't proper. Tonight however she was more exposed than usual, her panties being in the possession of her 'friend' Jack Melnic. It was this same friend, and this missing pair of panties, that had sent her on a mad hunt through the closed Uni building at this hour. "C'mon Jack, where are you?" she whispered to herself. The air across her exposed bald pussy sending shivers up her spine, and kindling a familiar fire in her loins. Just then as she rounded a corner on the 5th floor she saw them. Her panties, lilac boyshort style with white floral print, hanging from the door knob of 513.
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9:47 PM "CATHYYY!" Jenn called up the stairs of their two flat, "We promised Dee we would meet here outside Carman Hall at ten. Now hurry up."
"Yeah yeah ok!" Cathy called back as she pulled the purple crop over her lace enclosed 36DD tits. She did a quick twirl in front of the mirror, watching the hem of her skirt rise on the wind. She slipped on her shoes an scurried down the stairs. "Flats!? And another skirt? Christ you could at least look like you want to be fucked," Jenn complained as they headed for the door.
"I get it just fine thank you," Cathy retorted with a smirk.
"Oh yeah? From whom? Cause I haven't heard anything but buzzing coming from behind that door for a while," Jenn whipped back.
"Good heavens!" Cried Cathy, feigning shock, "from a good girl like me? And besides you know a lady never kisses and tells." Shooting Jenn a wink Cathy strode further down the lane that led directly to their University. "Yeah I know, I almost wish I could kiss you just so you couldn't tell anyone." Jenn replied as she strode after her friend.
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10:39 PM The lights flickered and dashed around the large would be study space in the middle of Carmen Hall. Except tonight all the tables and chairs had been pushed aside and no one was studying. The EDM club liked to throw a big impromptu rager once a term, mostly as an excuse to practice their crappy head throbbing trash. At least that's how Jack saw it. And why even call it "impromptu"? He knew, as most older students did, that the deans were aware of and approved most of these things, so long as no one was hurt and the place got cleaned up. He really hated it at these things, except for one key factor. In this setting he could tell everything he needed to know about a girl in just a few moments of watching her. It'd been just last term at a party very much the same as this that he had found Cathy. His little toy as she often liked to be called. So tonight he had something special planned for them, and things were just about to heat up.
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11:42 PM Cathy loved dancing. Feeling the beat ripple through her as she twisted and turned and swung her hips. It felt so natural. In catholic school there had not been many opportunities to practice, yet she flourished all the same. Now at Uni she had ample time and places to show off her moves, she loved it. She knew men desired to dance with her, if you could call it that. They wanted her hips and ass rubbing on their crotch. But that was not why Cathy danced. She danced for her pleasure, not theirs, it was an act of selfish freedom. An act she took whenever she could. So she danced with Britt on one side of her, moving that ethnic body in ways only Indian kids could, and Dee on the other side of her, though Dee was a bit preoccupied making out with her boyfriend to really dance.
Cathy poked her head up and looked around, spying Jenn not far away. She was grinding her tightly spandex clad ass all over a lacrosse player as his hand ran up her side and over one of her clearly pierced nipples. Cathy chuckled to herself, Jenn always managed to have them wrapped around her finger before midnight. Cathy danced her way into the middle of the room, feeling the beat rise and bodies press in. She was weaving and twirling, rocking and moving through the crowd When she felt a hand on her ass. Not a simple graze, a full on palmed grab. As she went to turn around she felt another hand grab her ass and heard a whisper in her ear so soft yet clear, meant only for her. "What are you wearing under here I wonder?" She instantly recognized Jack's voice, it sent a thrill down her spine and her clit tingled realizing it was him, touching her, in public. No one at the school really knew they were involved, it wasn't anything serious. Just casual fun here and there, but for some reason she hadn't even told Jenn. It did feel nice to have a secret, something all her own. She whispered back, "Black lace and floral print."
"Sounds nice. I sure would like to see." The whisper paused. "Row 19, E to G, the floral." Suddenly the hands left her ass and the void was once again filled with a mass of dancing people. She shook her head and looked around, nothing. What did he mean? E to G? then it clicked, there were a few book shelves in the room that were bolted down and could not be moved. She was guessing Row 19 was in one such area. She squeezed off the dance all took a look around. There in the right side corner were 6 book shelves, and as she moved closer she saw that indeed the sign above them read "19". She ducked between the shelves only to stop quickly. At the other end of the row a couple was fervently making out. The tent in his trousers was evident even in the low light, while her back arched as his hand slipped all the way inside her leggings. Cathy felt embarrassed being here with them in this moment but as she turned to leave she saw a small brass plate on the shelf nearest her, "E - G". The realization clicked in her head and she blushed harder than she ever had. The whispered voice rang in her head, "I sure would like to see...E to G...The floral." She looked at the sign again and realized there were several book missing from just above it and a small note ready simple Cathy.
"Shit shit shit" Cathy yelled in her head. She looked around embarrassed again, the couple was still there engrossed in their own please. The girl had her head back, eyes closed as his fingers continued to penetrate her while she started to stroke him thought his jeans. They wouldn't notice if she went quick. She reached up under her skirt and quickly torn down her panties, stepping out of them she balled them and dumped them on top of the note. She hurriedly left the ailse of books, but as she turned the corner and saw again the mass of people suddenly her bare pussy felt incredibly exposed. "What the fuck am I doing!?" Cathy thought. She turned and stepping back in the row went to grab her panties, but they were gone. She franticly searched the floor and the shelves but they were nowhere. The couple was still engrossed in themselves and she knew they never take them. Which left her only one option. Jack had been watching, and he now had her panties.
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11:58PM Cathy wasn't quite sure how she felt. As she flitted her way through the dance floor past very drunk co-eds she could only think of finding Jack. The fabric of her skirt kept rubbing her bare ass as she pushed past people, it was kind of exciting. But also very humiliating, or maybe that was what made it so exciting. She couldn't tell where the feeling had sprouted from but she was starting to get turned on. "Uhg, not here," Cathy thought, "Not like this. I need to find Jack now." She spotted Jenn across the room and saw she was now "dancing" with two guys. The lacrosse player from earlier now stood in front of her, his hand firmly on her tits while her made out with her. Behind Jenn now stood a slightly taller black guy enjoying the spandex clad ass as much as his predecessor. Cathy knew from the look of it Jenn was going to be no help, not that she wanted to explain this mental situation to her roommate anyway.
As she turned away Cathy caught the sight of something out of the corner of her eye, someone in a dark coat moving up the stairs to the doors that led out of Carmen Hall to the adjoining math building. The doors should have been locked, Cathy was about to ignore it when she realized they had opened the doors and were moving through, before the figure vanished they paused and pulled from their pocket a soft lilac colored pair of panties. Letting them dangle for half a second they then slipped away into the dark. "Fuck," Cathy cursed under her breath, immediately starting to move towards the doors, "This fucker is going to make me chase him down." But even as she hurried through the doors the anticipation was building in her and she wasn't sure what to make of it.
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12:15AM As she reached the door and grabbed her panties Cathy had a moment of hesitation. She was obviously supposed to enter the closed door, but had the panties, she could turn and leave and enjoy the rest of the night. Maybe Jack knew her better than she knew herself, because she realized there was no way she could enjoy the rest of the night without finding out what was planned for her behind that door. Not bothering to put on her underwear she stepped into the room and closed the door. There was low light from the quad outside shining up in the windows and a large candle rested on the desk illuminating the room. It wasn't one of the many huge lecture halls the campus featured, it was a more intimate setting. Only seats for about thirty, laid out in rows of ten facing the central chalkboard. Suddenly the chair behind the front desk swiveled around in a moment so cheesy she almost laughed, but she finally saw Jack sitting there smirking at her. "Are you ready dear thing?" He asked her seductively. He often called her thing, it was one of the many things that enthralled her about their time together. She never felt pressure to be anything, unlike in her regular life, all she needed to be with Jack was his. So without even knowing what it was she was ready for she nodded.
Jack stood and walked behind her, grabbing something from a desk top out of sight. He then pulled her crop top over her head. He paused then and ran his hands over her exposed flesh, admiring the contrast of skin and lace on her chest. He never made eye contact with her, instead letting his eyes see only her body. Then he pulled her arms back and started tying them round and round with rope. Only when her arms were securely fastened straight behind her back did he move to face her, looking deep into her eyes before planting a firm kiss on her lips. Cathy gave herself into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of anticipation and the resulting heat it brought in her loins. She and Jack had never done anything outside of his flat before. This new territory was exciting and wild. His tough hands grabbed her boobs and massaged them, letting out a sigh she leaned further into him, needing more of his essence. But Jack pulled away swiftly, provoking a pleading look from his toy. "Haha," He laughed, "More after we warm you up, princess." Suddenly, for the first time all night, Cathy knew exactly what was coming next. Jack only called her princess for one thing.
She was pushed over the nearest desk and her skirt was lifted to expose her bare ass. Without much more waiting Jack brought his hand down firmly on one of her cheeks.
