Note: Although I think this story can probably be enjoyed on its own, for maximum enjoyment, I suggest reading D first. Thank you! =)
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In class, right after we fucked for the first time, D kept giving me these cute sideglances. She smiled softly, and even licked her lips at me. At one point, she slid her hand under the table onto my leg and slowly up to my crotch. I was getting a little turned on, so I decided to up the ante. She was wearing a skirt with tights again, so I quickly shot my hand under her skirt and applied pressure right on her 18-year old pussy through her clothes. She gave a little gasp and started to glow red. Our professor was lecturing, and no one seemed to notice, but she didn't dare do anything that would catch anyone's attention. I started rubbing her slowly, and she tried to pull my hand away, but ended up just pressing it harder against her. She started to gently grind her hips against my hand, and she was breathing a little heavily now. I felt her starting to get wet, and so I pulled my hand away suddenly. She gave a sad little whimper but I winked at her, promising more later.
Once class was over, I grabbed her hand and led her downstairs.
"You are so mean," she hissed once we got out of earshot of our classmates. "We could have gotten in so much trouble."
"You started it," I shot back.
"Yeah, but you didn't need to start... THAT... And then you just stopped!"
"Are you still wet?" I whispered with a wide grin. She took a deep breath and nodded. Her cheeks were flushed and it looked like she had even been sweating a little bit from all of that.