I think you might call me an exhibitionist or maybe just a really naughty girl. Last Thursday night, a bunch of us were sitting around drinking a few beers and having a few laughs. One of the guys there and I have hooked up a few times, but nothing serious. I had enough to drink and wanted to get to back to my phone to take sexy calls. The shortest way to get to my apartment was to cut through campus. He was teasing me about being cold because my dress was so short. He assured me that he could warm me up. I really just wanted to get back to my apartment at this point. He told me that the campus buildings were open until 10:30pm and we could cut through the building. Sounded like a good idea.
We went in one of the side doors and we were walking through the building. As we were turning a corner, he grabbed me and kissed me. Oh, I forgot that this guy was a pretty good kisser. I started to feel pretty naughty. We ran upstairs and I showed him the classroom for my Literature class. I ran over and sat on the big desk on the front of classroom with my legs spread. I thought of my Professor sitting behind this desk. My guy followed me to the desk and stood In front of me. He put his hands on my bare thighs and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around him and started to grind my pussy against him. Before I knew it, my panties were on the floor and he was fingering my pussy under my dress. He pulled down my dress and exposed my breast. He loved that I was not wearing a bra.
He kissed and sucked on my nipples and I watched him unzip his pants. His cock was SO Hard! I slid up my dress and showed him my naked wet pussy. I started to rub my clit. He had the look in his eyes. He pushed me back down on the desk, pulled my legs on his shoulders and he started to fuck me. Oh, it felt so good and I came so hard. When I came, I must have moved or something. He slipped out of my pussy. He turned me over and bent me over the desk. OMG. He started to fuck me again. This time, he really pounded me from behind. My legs were starting to feel weak, but I didn’t mind. I thought of my Literature Professor fucking over this big desk instead of this guy. He made me cum again and then a few more final thrusts and he filled me feel on top of me, and filled me up with cum. He stayed there until his cock slipped out of me.
He pulled me into his arms and kissed the back of my head. I stood up and it seemed like the room was spinning. We were both speechless, but then we were zapped into reality quickly. We heard a cleaning cart down the hallway and we knew we needed to get out of there. We both giggled as he pulled my dress over by breasts and down over my ass. He grabbed my hand and we walked out into the hallway, nodded to the janitor as we passed him in the darkened hall. We walked out of the building and back to my apartment.
He wanted to go for a second round in my bed, but my roommate said she had heard the phone ringing in my room. I gave my guy a good night kiss and lied about having to study. I logged in and in no time my phone was ringing. My caller is really a fantastic lover. I played with my pussy wishing it was my caller’s cum in me.
xoxo
Layla
I was watching out the window and noticed my neighbor who was standing around his garage with some tools. His wife’s car was no where in site for days. I’m sure he was getting pretty lonely, so I thought I would have a little fun with him. I went out to my garage grabbed a tool belt and went over to offer some help *winks* He looked at me with a wicked smile. I moved closer towards him as I ran my hands down his chest, stomach and over that bulge in his pants. His hands went right for my tits lifting up my top, sucking on my hard nipples. It felt so good I couldn’t stop myself as I dropped to my knees unzipping his jeans releasing his manhood. Licking and sucking his swollen head. I was working his shaft like the tool it was. He bent me over the car in the garage as I arched my back spreading my legs for him. His thick mushroom head pressing up agaisnt me. Sliding his cock in my wet pussy that was aching for him. Pounding away on me giving me the release that I needed.
