It's a freezing day at uni. Of course the one day I don't bring my puffer jacket we are having an outside class. I'm wearing some skinny black jeans and a cute pink hoodie but I'm shivering a little as I wait for class to end. I look around me and at the next table there is a cute guy I've been eyeing all year. His name is John and he has short brown hair, short brown facial hair and an ass that is to die for and today he is wearing a thick black North Face Nuptse jacket.
I can't help but stare, I've always had thoughts about him and what we could do together. Thoughts that have kept me up late at night and a regular thought to masturbate to. Kissing his beautiful face, running my hands over his body and squeezing that sexy ass of his. I always imagine him holding me close and kissing me. I love to think about him on top of me, slowly making my dreams come true.
But there is also something I have wanted to share and do with someone. I am secretly in love with puffer jackets. I love the way they look, the warmth they provide, the soft feel of the fabric and how they make me feel all naughty when I wear them. At home I have a beautiful shiny black puffer that goes to my knees and gives me all sorts of feelings when I zip it up. It has a big fur hood which completely covers my head. It's not uncommon for me to get home and wear it naked around the house, feeling the soft inner material rubbing against my exposed breasts. It is a fetish that I have always kept to myself but one I have always wanted to experience with someone else.
I'm staring at John and a million thoughts are running through my head. I would love to be pressed close to him, kissing him softly.
"Um hey, Amy?" My brain does not register the words coming out of John's mouth.
My thoughts continue, I want to rub my hands against his soft puffer jacket. My other hand slowly rested on his ass, undressing him completely except for that sexy puffer.
I feel a hand rest on my shoulder breaking my daydream.
"Hey Amy, are you alright?" John says to me with a little bit of concern on his face.
"Oh John, sorry. I kinda lost focus there, just daydreaming to distract myself from the cold." I blush softly, hoping he didn't notice I was staring at him.
"Well that's actually why I came over, I was wondering if you wanted to borrow my jacket till the end of class?" John asks.
I remain calm but inside I cannot stop smiling.
"Are you sure?" I replied, "That would be really nice."
He nods as he hands me his puffer. I slide it on and instantly feel a rush of sexual passion. I always get this feeling with a jacket I have not worn before and this puffer had his scent. It was a pleasant scent but also very masculine. It was a bit big for me but I loved the feel of it. I instantly start to warm up as I rub my arms together, enjoying the sound of the jacket rubbing together. I feel like I am going to explode inside and I smile softly.
We get to the end of the class and I look back at John ready to give his puffer jacket back. I really want to keep it and play with it myself but I know I can't. I notice his arm is covered in goosebumps so I immediately take off his jacket and give it back to him.