It all started a few weeks ago, when I first realised I was attracted to my best friends ex one night when we were alone in my bedroom since we still run in the same circle. He saw my 5'2 curvy figure in its normal state, my pussy shaved and my 36d breasts aching for his touch. That night was unexpected as he ran his hands over my hourglass figure during a game of truth or dare that went a little bit too far. She still doesn't know about us but we've met up a few times since.
This encounter was much different from the others. After I finished my day at university I went to the library as I usually did and put it on my snapchat story, bored out of my mind as I studied for a sociology test coming up. Two replied: him and my friends Eva and Ally. They were the only two who knew of our forbidden ventures with each other.
It was a little later when they all turned up to meet me as I smoked a cigarette outside and stared at the tram station across the road. As I saw them walking in together I smiled as they bounced up the steps between the columns with glee.
"Hola you sexy bitch." My friend Ally joked as she hugged me. I hugged him too as we were still a little awkward around each other and Eva, Ally explained, had to cancel.
They didn't really know their way around the library as none of them had been to this one before so I took them inside and gave them a quick tour of the important places before leading them to the study desks downstairs. I borrowed Ally my charger and started to focus on my work as her and Rob (my other friends ex and the guy I am seeing) talked about English- a subject she struggles with at the moment. It was quite a while before I took a break and chatted with them, playfully threatening Rob as Ally told us to stop flirting jokingly.
It was when I went back to my work that I got a slight shock. This shy, sweet guy had put his hand on my thigh and was softly stoking the skin with his thumb. I silently thanked myself for wearing a skirt that day as I was quite satisfied at the touch. He was never the guy to be very touchy at first. He has always been shy. A few minutes later as I'm talking to Ally about a particularly hard question I feel his hand creep upwards, under the hem of my skirt slightly but not quite touching me there. I can feel my pussy getting wet already, even at such a simple action. He looks at me and I smile, looking back at my work moments later and trying to concentrate. His hand becomes restless on my thigh for a second before hesitantly closing the gap between my thong and him; although he seems to like what he feels when he gets there. His movements become more bold as he start to slightly rub my clit over the lacy material.
"Do you have a clue what I can put down for this Kate?" Ally asks me as I brush my curly brunette locks from my face. I nod and start to talk her through the question, all while Rob begins to feel more of my wetness seeping through to his fingers.
"Thanks I don't know what I'd do without you." She smiles. "It's fi-ne." I stutter, Robs fingers suddenly being thrust into my dripping hole as he moves my thong to the side. A confused look crosses her face but she just goes back to her books. I try to do the same but I can feel him as he thrusts his fingers slowly in and out of me. He keeps it up for almost an hour and by this point all I want to do is fuck him right there. I can see his devilish grin. He knows what he's doing to me. He sees me struggling not to moan and hears the soft moans escaping despite our close proximity to Ally. Thank god for earphones.
