We agree to meet at the bookstore around 4 and when I walk in I spot you from across the room. I text you to tell you to stay where you are. I order a coffee and sit at a table where we can see each other. I show you a glimpse of my thigh highs as I scratch my leg.
I pull out a book and recross my legs, letting my skirt fall so that I’m teasing you. I can feel you staring at me so I pull my skirt up a bit more, slowly so no one notices. You see my panties and glare at me. I smirk and drop my skirt, going back to my book.
You wait a couple more minutes before you come and sit next to me. You slide your hand up my leg, sliding a finger under the top of my thigh high, feeling how smooth my skin is. I adjust slightly so you have more access to my leg. You slide you hand up and down while I try to focus on my book. You ask if I’ve finished my coffee and I nod, distracted as you finger trails the edge of my panties.
We go upstairs into one of my favorite areas and I start to look through books. You come up behind me, sliding your hands under my skirt to grab my ass. I press back against you. You kiss my neck and shoulders, your hands trailing along the edge of my panties to my hips. My head tilts to give you more access, your lips trail along my throat. Your hands follow the edge of my thigh highs, you can feel my breathing quicken.
I moan quietly as you nibble on my ear. I rub myself against you, and you grip my thighs. I can feel your erection against my ass, so I press against it. You groan in my ear, and I tremble. I step away from you to put the book back and wander to another area. You follow me, sliding a hand under my cami. Your hands roam my back and stomach, as you whisper that you can’t wait to smack my ass. I press back against you. You shift your hands up to cup my breasts. You play with my nipples as I arch into your hands, moaning quietly.
You remove your hands and turn me around. I slide my palm against your dick, stepping even closer as we hear people near us. You turn us so we’re in a corner, so you can grab my ass. I start to unbuckle your pants as a group passes by. I slide a hand against your hard cock, groaning. You slide a hand in between my legs, feeling how wet you made me. You’re leaking precum, which I swipe up with my thumb and then suck off. I do up your pants, as you rub my clit gently.
I want you to go take off your panties and give them to me, you tell me. I head to the bathroom and slide my panties into your pocket when I come back. We roam to a different area, as you keep caressing my ass and legs. I’m fighting to control my breathing but you can tell I’m panting. You can see my nipples through my cami. I step away from you, touching my breasts gently.
You tell me we’re going to go sit and look at some books. I grab a couple and so do you. We sit on the floor next to each other, with a book in my lap. You lean close to me, sliding a hand up my leg.
Can you keep quiet? You whisper. I nod, looking to the art book I grabbed. You start slow with one finger, then two. We have to stop several times as people walk by. You rub your fingers that were soaked by me over my clit, teasing me.
You tell me you wish I could suck your fingers right now. I moan, trying to keep quiet.
You ready to cum? You ask me. Such a good girl so wet for me. I nod, trying not to pant. You tell me to get up, and I do. My legs rub against my wetness, making me wetter. You walk me over to an area where there are a couple people nearby.
You must be quiet, you tell me. You stand behind me, pretending to look at books. One hand grabs my ass as the other plays with my clit.
I’m going to make you edge 15 times, you tell me at a whisper. Those people over there better not find out what a dirty slut you are. I nod my head, already desperate for release. You alternate between teasing me by sliding fingers inside and playing with my clit. I grab your hand every time I get close. I can’t help my accelerated breathing especially when someone walks right behind us and you don’t stop.
You get to 15 and you ask if I’m ready. Please, I whisper. You tell me 5 more times, but you’re going to edge yourself. You stand next to me, thumbing through a book. I go slow, knowing if I go too fast I’ll cum before I’m allowed. You tell me to stop once I reach 5.
I’m ready for you to cum now, you tell me. You slowly start to play with my clit, amazed at how wet and swollen I feel. You thrust two fingers inside me, and flick my clit quicker.
Cum now, you say, someone’s coming. You flick my clit just the way I like it and my hips press against you for more pressure. I bit my lip against my moans. You can feel me squeezing your fingers as my whole body trembles.
Good girl, you whisper.
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