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>From Cherry's Diary located at http://www.myfantasies.com/cherry/
Today it was so hot in my apartment that I went to study at the library.
Down in the stacks, it was cooler and very private. But after awhile I
noticed this guy looking at me. I admit I was showing a lot of skin but it
was a scorcher and I had dressed accordingly. Black tubetop and a thin silky
mini-skirt so that my legs and pussy could keep cool. And true while I was
reading, I guess I was rocking my thighs apart. It was entirely possible
that he caught a peek at my pink pussy. Next thing I knew he walked up to me
and sat down in the seat across from me.
He had those knowing eyes – the kind that make me feel slutty and cheap!
Daringly, I let my legs fall open even more while I basked in the sensual
intensity of his stare. He asked me some questions about the book I was
reading but when I felt him brush his naked foot against my knee, I forgot
all about the book. Apparently, he had slipped off his sandals. The subtle
skin on skin contact made my pussy tighten deliciously. I just waited
curious to see just what he would do next. He seemed to like my game of
silence because he got bolder. He started to stroke higher and higher up my
inner thigh with his foot. I started to get really wet thinking about what
it would feel like if he pushed into my pussy with one of his toes! I guess
he could feel how wet I was, because the next thing I knew he was underneath
the table! I looked around and was very glad I had chosen such a secluded
area of the library.
Meanwhile I felt him slide his fingers between my slick pussy lips. All I
could do was scoot my ass closer to the edge of the chair to allow him
better access. Then I felt his mouth on my pussy. He probed deep into my
cunt hole, and then fluttered the flat of his tongue on my clit. I moved my
hands down under the table to press his face deeper into my wide-open gash.
Helplessly, I rocked my hips against his mouth. I didn't care how I looked,
it felt so good.
He started fingering my pussy, but I was ready to fuck by then! I asked him
if there was enough room under there for us both! And of course he said yes!
Then I was under the table with him, my legs wrapped around his hips and his
fat cock working into my pussy. I was hungry for it and I bucked my hips
against his thrusts. It was delicious. The rocking, grinding, fucking of his
cock in and out of my cunt.
I bit my lips to keep from screaming out, digging my nails into his back. He
was fucking me deep and fast now. I was taking his jackhammer thrusts and
loving it! We were in frenzy, the table rattling around us, panting and
moaning. We gave up on being quiet and concentrated on getting this fucking
done right.
He was hitting my spot, one more deep thrust and I was cumming like crazy.
He pulled out at the last minute and shot his cum across my thighs and
pussy. I was aware then of what I looked like lying half-dressed on the
cool, tile floor of the library, my skirt at my waist and gobs of cum on my
body. Mmmm. I felt incredibly slutty and capable of anything. When he wiped
me off with his hand, I licked the cum off his fingers.
I felt like lying there half-dressed on the floor forever, feeling the cool
air on my well-fucked pussy, but we heard voices. We got up and got
ourselves together. A quick look around proved that we were successful at
getting away with our impromptu fuck! He and I exchanged phone numbers and a
promise to get together again for some more action. Social studies may not
be my field but I sure could teach a thing or two about social response to a
little flash of gash...!
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