I had taken on a Photography class too pass the time. It was something I had been told and also knew I was fairly decent at so I thought why not get an award in the subject. I was always up for some extra curricular activity.
Our focus for the day was a feature or focus in a photo. Something that would stand out. This wouldn’t be too much of a challenge, anything with a little colour in a dark setting would be perfect.
We had a dark room so we could develop our pictures and that day me and my Study partner had been out for a drive to find somewhere to take some grungy pictures. He asked me to wear something a little daring but suitable for the public eye. My take on that was: a faux leather bra and mesh vest top, high waisted ripped denim black shorts and fishnets with knee high laced up suede boots.i already had black, waist length hair with a sweeping fringe and I was good at makeup so doing black eye makeup and red lips wasn’t a problem.
Earlier in the day when I got into his car he made it clear that I was in a few less clothes than he was expecting and he thought I looked great but not sure it was appropriate for being in a busy town. We went ahead and took the pictures against a graffiti wall and the tutor was impressed with the effort that was made. Even the tutor made comment on my choice of attire, saying it was risky and very different from my usually hoody, jeans and pumps.
We went to the dark room to develop the photos ready for our portfolios. When we got in there I noticed the door wouldn’t shut properly, I went and grabbed a stool and wedged it under the handle so it would stop opening. Then the small talk began “what are you up too later” “are you going to town at the weekend” “have you tried the new cocktail bar”…… Blah blah blaaaaaahhhhh. So boring.
I had sat myself on the table in the room waiting for my partner to finish his pictures. He asked me to pass him something that was at the side of me. Fumbling around and knocking things off, I couldn’t find it. He came over and said he would get it but instead put his hand on my thigh, making it clear it was an accident and apologised he pulled back and looked around sheepishly. I could see he was feeling awkward so I told him I wouldn’t mind if it happened again. The atmosphere changed immediately, looking up at me with a cheeky smile on his face he grabbed me by my hips and pulled me into his while still sat on the table. He was now stood between my legs and hands sliding up my thighs, stopping to dig his nails in a little.
I could feel my panties getting wet and he was clearly hard, I could feel him rubbing against my inner thigh. He whispered in my ear “I can’t undress you but I can…” and with that he started to grind against my shorts, right against my clit. It felt so good!! There’s something so satisfying about having my pussy rubbed through my panties or any clothes at all. I let out a little moan and he got faster, running his fingers through my hair and tugging it a little to pull my head back. I felt his lips press against my neck, starting from my collar bone working his way up to my jaw. His hand let cupped my jaw and he pressed his lips against mine. Kissing me so deep and meaningful he was thrusting pretty hard at this point. Neither of us touching skin yet, only our lips against each other. Getting a little out of breath.
Suddenly he let out a grunt and stopped. I asked what was wrong and he said “I have to stop, I’m going to cum and I’m meeting friends at the pub after here” I told him to put his cock inside me but as I was saying that there was a knock on the door, the handle started shaking and both of us quickly parted.
Somebody else needed the room and we had no idea we had been in there for half an hour after saying we would only be 10 minutes. Oops. I was frustrated, horny, flustered and mad with the other person for needing to use the room, that they needed, to complete their work, that they had waited 20minutes for. Ridiculous right?!
Nothing ever happened between us after that because he announced he had a girlfriend. He would always give me a knowing smile though. We even laughed about it like it was a joke. I wish he had just gone for it though.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l0hwdg/me_f_and_my_study_buddy_m_got_fruity_during_class