[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ose6zm/the_locker_room_mf_ds/)
[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/oty0i9/after_class_mf_ds/)
Aly left class and walked towards the campus library. Her short, pleated skirt swayed around her thighs as she rushed along. She was supposed to meet Ella there after lit class but was quite late—thanks to Professor M. Now, she was feeling a little irritated at Ella for interrupting—it meant losing the chance to cum. She was still tingling between her legs from reflecting on the encounter and had to exercise more self-control than normal to keep from ducking into a bathroom to finish the job.
Aly looked down at her cleavage—Professor M had turned her tight, white crew neck into a rather revealing v-neck—and saw his cum still webbed between her tits. Her clit was throbbing. *Ugh, fuck, I really can’t wait until I get home to rub this one out.*
She walked through the library, down the stairs to the basement and towards a back corner, where Ella always liked to meet to study. She couldn’t stop thinking about ducking between the stacks and pushing her fingers into her thong. It was still wet. And getting wetter. *Agh, next time I need to beg to cum. This is ridiculous. I’m so fucking turned on I could grind a hardcover of Anna Karenina and fucking lose it right now. No, no, fuck, Aly, stop thinking of cumming. This is only making it worse. Think of something else…Um…practice, that’s something I have to do. Maybe Professor M will show up in the locker room again…Ah! Fuck.* Aly was hitting her forehead—literally trying to knock away her dirty thoughts—as she approached Ella’s table.
“Um, Aly, are you okay?”
“Oh, uh, yes. I just said something dumb to Professor M and I was reliving the embarrassment.”
“You were there a long time! I was waiting for a half-hour before I went searching for you.”
“Sorry, yeah, there was just a lot to talk about. My midterm paper kind of sucked.”
Ella looked at Aly inquisitively. She wore her long, copper-blonde hair in a loose ponytail draped over her right shoulder. She was already in her cheer uniform—a sleeveless white, green, and black top and a short, matching skirt. Ella had bright, blue eyes and dimples that Aly found very endearing.
“Hm, is your shirt supposed to look like that?”
“Huh, what do you mean?”
“It looks like the collar is torn. Is it pre-ripped or something?”
“Yeah, kind of a weird style, but I like it.”
“Oh, I’m sure you’re enjoying showing off your boobs. Geez, they’re practically popping out.”
Aly smirked, Ella had nice, perky tits, but they were a fair bit smaller than hers. “Jealous?”
Ella huffed, “Hmph, I bet you were just trying to flirt with Professor M. I can even see your bra through that little shirt. Could it get any tighter?”
“If it did I wouldn’t be able to take it off.”
“I bet he’d love to see you take it off. I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”
Aly blushed slightly. It also made her think of Professsor M’s cock sliding into her mouth and between her tits only moments ago. Her pussy throbbed. *Fuck. Now I’m thinking about it again.* She glanced around the library. Ella loved finding secluded spots to study in–*hmmm, nobody around.*
“Are you okay, Aly? You’re acting kiinda weird today.”
Aly was thinking about a few weeks earlier now–she went to a party with Ella. They got very drunk and made out. It was more than just a cute thing though–Ella was pretty aggressive with her tongue. And Aly was rather exploratory with her hands. She remembered groping Ella’s tits and hearing her moan. Of course, neither of them brought it up the next day. And, well, Aly thought it was a particularly hot dream until her hangover cleared. It didn’t change their friendship, but Aly noticed a bit of a sexual charge beneath their interactions afterwards. It was very subtle, like Ella touching Aly in a sensual way–quickly running a finger along her collarbone or placing her hand on the small of her back–or more flirtatious comments about their bodies.
*Oh my fucking god. Thinking about that night is making me even wetter. You suck at this Aly.* She was rubbing her thighs together beneath the table now, one hand scratching impatiently along the hem of her skirt.
“Ella, we’re close, right?”
“Duh, what kind of question is that? Did you fall down earlier?” “No, it’s just, listen, I’m really fucking horny right now. Like insanely horny. [Ella’s eyes opened wide.] And I’m not going to be able to concentrate on anything at all, ever, the rest of the day, until I fucking cum. So, I just need to masturbate right now. Right here.”
“Aly! What do you mean? Someone will see!”
“We’re in the dungeon! There’s no one around! And I’ll be discreet. Probably.”
Aly pushed her chair back and rested both legs on the table. She hiked her skirt up, lifted her ass an inch, and pushed her thong around her knees. Ella sat across the table, staring into the wet crotch of her friend’s panties. “Ummmm….”
Aly tilted her head back and lowered two fingers to her clit. She was biting her lip as she rubbed–alternating between thoughts of Professor M, groping Ella, and the fact that Ella was watching her masturbate right now. *Oh my god, is this a new fetish? I want to get caught? Or the danger of getting caught? It was so fucking hot when Professor M walked in on me…I did everything he said without a thought–it felt so good and natural. Fuck. I want Ella to lick my clit. I want her to suck it between those pretty, pink lips.*
Aly opened her eyes to look at Ella. Her face was angled down towards the table. One of her hands was between her legs. She was letting out small, stifled moans.
“Oh god, Ella, are you masturbating too?”
“No, no, fuck, yes. This is just really hot. I can’t help it.”
“Come here, under the table, come taste me. Please, I need it.”
Ella slipped her hand out of her panties and took a quick look around. Still clear. She slid beneath the table and crawled on her hands and knees to Aly’s chair. Aly lowered her legs from the table to rest them on Ella’s shoulders. Ella wrapped one hand around Aly’s ankle, rubbing sensually. She shyly kissed Aly’s inner thigh, lightly at first, then more deeply, pushing her tongue against her salty, pale skin and running it closer to her labia. She did this again and again, drawing closer each time. Aly pushed her head back with pleasure, moaning and squirming as Ella’s lips traced along the outside of her now completely soaking pussy.
“Fuck, lick me Ella, lick me, lick me now.” Ella’s lips curled into a smile as she ran her tongue onto Aly’s labia at last. She started with short, quick, playful licks. Then, she acted more firmly, laying her tongue flat against Aly’s labia and flicking it upward–like she was working on an ice cream cone that was starting to run down her hand.
“Mmmmm…” Aly moaned and bit her lip. She pushed her ass off the chair–thrusting her pussy against Ella’s tongue. Aly locked her fingers behind Ella’s head, pushing her firmly against her dripping pink vulva. Ella responded in kind–she pushed both hands under Aly’s plump ass, squeezing her cheeks tightly and keeping her from squirming too hard.
“Oh fuck, Ella, I knew you were filthy. But I can’t believe you’re sucking my clit right now.”
Ella’s eyes locked onto Aly’s in a flirtatious manner. Aly’s clit was swelling between her glistening lips. Ella’s own pussy was throbbing like crazy. She pressed her legs tightly together, rubbing her thighs in an attempt to stimulate herself further. She couldn’t stop staring at Aly’s ample tits–held tightly beneath that little white shirt and her pink, lacy bra.
Ella smiled to herself with an idea. She removed one hand from Aly’s ass and reached it towards her torn collar–grabbing it, she pulled down hard. The shirt made a loud ripping noise, splitting down the center. Aly’s bra burst out, barely holding her breasts in place.
“Mmmm…fuck, you bitch…mmmm…I liked this shirt…” Aly mumbled between moans.
Ella giggled, “Well, I wanted to see your hot tits.” She reached her hand back up towards Aly’s bra, flipping it down, letting Aly’s tits spill out. Ella alternated between sucking Aly’s twitching clit and pressing her tongue flat against it. Harder and harder. At the same time, she started rolling one of Aly’s nipples between her thumb and index finger.
“Fuck, yes, yes. Fuck. Ella. I’m so close. I’ve been holding this in so fucking long.”
“Look at me, Aly.” Aly finally opened her eyes and lifted her head up to look at Ella–her face shiny with spit and fluids. “Look at me while I lick your pussy.
“Fuck, Ella, fuck.”
“Don’t you want to watch me while you cum against my face? God, you taste so fucking good. Cover me, Aly, rub your fucking pussy across my cheeks, my lips, my forehead.”
Aly lost it–she grabbed Ella’s head with both hands, finally knocking her ponytail loose, and let out a series of moans. She moved her hips aggressively, grinding her pussy up and down across Ella’s face while she came. Ella lovingly lapped against her dripping cunt, letting the nectar run down her cheeks and chin.
“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. I need more Ella. Fuck, you’re so fucking good.” Aly stood up, thrusting her hips against Ella–smearing Ella’s face against her labia. She kept grinding forward, pushing Ella first back onto her hands, then onto the floor. Now, Ella was laying on her back, with Aly sitting on her face.
Aly was feeling absolutely animalistic now. She grabbed at her skirt, quickly unzipping it and tossing it aside. “Here we go you nasty little whore. Suck my fucking clit. Suck it. Suck it. Fucking suck it.” Aly grinded harder and harder against Ella’s face.
Ella licked desperately. She wrapped her hands arounds Aly’s ass as she bounced and grinded against her. Ella was still fully clothed, though her skirt was pushed up, revealing a very small, white g-string. Aly had nothing on but her bra, which was pulled down around her waist, and her ragged shirt, now torn open like a vest. Her heavy tits bounced forcefully as she rode Ella’s face.
Ella was overcome with pleasure. Sucking Aly’s clit under the table was one thing, but to have her grinding against her mouth now was pushing her to new heights. She pushed her tongue inside Aly’s opening, holding it firm like a little, wet cock. She let Aly ride against her tongue, then she’d flick it out–quickly licking then sucking Aly’s warm, throbbing clit. Ella could feel Aly’s sweet fluids running down her chin, spreading across her cheeks and up towards her eyes. Aly was so fucking wet. She was smearing it across Ella’s innocent, dimpled face–grinding her hips recklessly, with no regard for the state she’d leave her eager pussy-eater in.
Aly felt Ella’s hands–already tightly gripping her full ass–start to roam. Ella crawled her index and middle fingers into the valley between Aly’s cheeks. She started to make rings around Aly’s asshole–signalling her intent. Aly leaned forward further, lowering herself to her elbows, letting her tits hang just above Ella’s head–she was very clearly inviting Ella inside. Ella pressed her finger flat against Aly’s tight hole, rubbing it slowly. For a brief moment, the finger disappeared, then returned, much wetter–from Aly’s pussy or Ella’s mouth, Aly didn’t know. But she gasped as Ella pressed it inside–just pass the nail, to the first knuckle. Then, further, to the second.
“Unnfm, fuck, fuck,” Aly gasped and moaned, forgetting for a moment that she was riding Ella’s face on the floor of the university library. She gripped Ella’s head, looked down into her light blue eyes–staring up at her from between her thighs–and grinded faster and harder. She alternated between several short, quick thrusts and then one long, slow one. Ella responded in kind, aggressively sucking Aly’s clit then pausing for a long, slow lick down the length of her labia.
“Don’t stop fingering my ass, it feels so fucking good. Ummf, I’m going to cum again.” Ella reached her free hand up and grasped one of Aly’s bouncing tits, holding her nipple between her thumb and index finger and twisting gently.
“Ah, ah, ah, fuuuuuuuuuuuck!” Aly slowed her hips, now thrusting in slow, long movements across Ella’s drenched face. Ella could feel her convulsing against her lips and grabbed tightly as Aly reflexively tried to retreat from Ella’s flicking tongue.
Aly’s entire body shuddered, “Jesus Christ, fuck, Ella, fuck it feels so good.”
Ella smiled mischievously, “That’s two for you and none for me.”
“Hehehe, get up,” Aly said while lifting herself off of Ella.
Ella glanced around, “I can’t believe we haven’t been caught.”
“We’re way in the stacks. No one ever comes back here. It’s also getting late.”
Ella stood up and straightened her skirt. Aly quickly grabbed her, sliding both hands up her skirt and gripping her firm ass. She pushed her tongue into Ella’s mouth. The taste of her pussy on Ella’s lips and tongue made her shiver.
“Turn around.”
“Hm?” Ella cocked her head inquisitively at Aly.
Aly grabbed Ella’s hips and spinning her to face away from her. She pushed on Ella’s back, bending her over the table. Ella complied–squeezing her tits against the tabletop and spreading her legs instinctively. Aly lifted Ella’s skirt and slapped her perky ass. She licked her lips, “Mmm, look at you wearing a tiny fucking g-string. You’re sluttier than me.”
Ella giggled, “Look how wet it is. Taste it, pleaaase.”
Aly placed her hands on Ella’s ass, spreading it to make room for herself. She bent over and pressed her tongue against the soaked crotch of Ella’s panties. She licked hard against the fabric, enjoying Ella’s squirming thighs rubbing against her cheeks. Finally, she pulled the g-string aside and plunged her tongue fully inside Ella’s dripping slit–pushing her face deeply into Ella’s backside. Ella grabbed the edge of the table and grinded her ass against Aly.
“Mmmm, ah, fuck Aly. Fuck,” She was panting and moaning loudly now.
Aly’s came up for air for a moment, pressing her sex-drenched lips to Ella’s for a deep, long kiss. Then, she pulled back and slapped Ella’s ass as hard as she could. Ella let out a whimper as her ass shook from the force. Another smack. “Ah!”
And another.
“You’ve been thinking about this for a while, haven’t you, you nasty little slut?” Aly teased Ella before smacking her ass again. It was turning bright pink now. Another smack. Then, Aly rubbed the sore spot soothingly. One more smack, and then Aly plunged back between Ella’s ass, licking at and sucking her sweet, sensitive clit. She dug her fingernails into the sore spot on Ella’s ass as she alternated licking and sucking aggressively. Ella was in pure bliss. She could be anywhere right now–her bedroom, a bathroom, a car, or bent over a table in the basement of the library–she just needed Aly’s tongue against her pussy. She needed to cum. And she was getting so close.
“Oh god, Aly, please don’t stop please don’t stop,” She begged desperately. “Umf, ah, fuck fuck fuck.” She was moving her ass up and down, grinding greedily against Aly’s mouth.
“Cum for me, Ella,” Aly commanded, her words muffled by Ella swollen, pink pussy.
Ella reached one hand behind her back, grabbing Aly’s head and shoving her between her ass, “Ah, ah, ah, fuck here it is!” She came hard. She squeezed her thighs tightly against Aly’s head. Aly lapped her tongue ruthlessly against Ella’s now supremely sensitive clit–she felt Ella’s body shiver and convulse around her. Then, Ella’s tense body finally relaxed as she let out a long, satisfied sigh. “Holy shit, Aly.”
Aly flipped Ella onto her back, climbed on top of the table and gave her a long, wet kiss. When she pulled away, a long, thin trail of spit and cum hung between their lips.
“Now,” Aly said, “give me your hoodie, because you’ve completely destroyed my shirt.”
Ella grabbed her hoodie out of her back and tossed it to Aly as she finished putting her skirt back on and straightening her bra.
“Now I *really* don’t want to go to practice,” Aly said.
Ella laughed, “Well, maybe we can have a little fun in the showers afterward.”
Aly gave her a flirtatious look. “Oh, by the way, Professor M wants you and me to come over for like a movie night thing soon.”
“Um, what? Like, just the two of us?”
Aly nodded.
“I think there’s something you’re not telling me.”
Aly just smiled, grabbed Ella’s hand, and led her out of the library.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/oulwm7/in_the_library_ff_ds