My friend from night school and I relieve each other’s boredom and loneliness before class. Chapter 2 (M/F 25) (Masturbation) (Blowjob) (cunnilingus)(exhibitionism)

That night, I went home after class and it was after 11pm by the time I got home. I thought I would briefly watch TV before heading to bed. I found myself sniffing my fingers some more, the fingers that had been inside Phoebe earlier that evening. It was giving me a boner, bringing back the memory of my fingers in her wet vagina, making me imagine giving her oral. I am not even sure that her scent was actually still lingering on my fingers or if I was imagining it at this point, but I got up to wash my hands. I did not want to masturbate and the scent of her pussy, just made me want to jerk off all night long.

My boner was straining against my pants, so I removed my pants and underwear entirely and walked to my bathroom. I was looking at my boner, as I washed my hands in the sink. I sniffed my fingers and I was disappointed and relieved to find that they now only smelled like soap. I took off my tshirt and stood there, naked, brushing my teeth before bed. I was brushing my teeth with one hand and I was sort of lightly batting my boner from the side with my other hand. I grabbed my hard dick and gently smacked it a few times into the sink counter, as I brushed. I climbed into bed, totally naked and could feel my erection rubbing on the top sheet. I could not fall asleep. I was thinking of seeing that little bit of Phoebe’s bush as she masturbated. I wanted my tongue down there. I sniffed my fingers again without even thinking and was frustrated that they just smelled like soap. I laid on my back and twitched my erection up and down without touching it, just moving it on it’s own, feeling it rub on the soft sheets. But, I did not jerk off. I wanted to save it for Phoebe, for tomorrow. Somehow I fell asleep.

The next morning I drove to work and as I approached my exit off the highway, I realized that I had not been daydreaming about continuing down the road and off into the wilderness. Instead, I was thinking about seeing Phoebe before class – hoping for another tryst in my car.

At lunch, I sat down in my cubicle and decided to open up my personal email. I saw two emails from Phoebe’s personal email. They had just arrived minutes before I opened my email. We had only ever emailed about group projects, never anything personal. I was wondering why she was emailing me. Did I forget some assignment we had? I opened them in order of arrival. The first one had an attachment, but no text in the actual email. I opened the attachment and gasped…holy fucking shit. I was glad that my desk had no one behind it, I had my back to a wall.

This was in the early 2000s, when cellphones had cameras attached, but text messages were expensive. So, she had sent me an upskirt photo of herself via email. I would recognize those legs anywhere. There was her crotch, covered by some cute panties. She was wearing a very short white summer skirt, made of tshirt material. I was in shock. No one had ever sent me any kind of sexy photo before – this was the first. I immediately had a crazy boner. I think I said under my breath, “oh my god.”

The second email had arrived minutes later. It said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have sent that. Please delete it. It’s just really quiet at work today. I guess I was feeling a little bored and horny. Now I’m embarrassed. See you before class.”

I grabbed my cellphone and took a picture of my crotch. You could see that I had a boner straining against my pants. I figured out how to attach it to an email. I wrote back, “I’m glad you sent it, but you caused a problem.”

She emailed right back, “lol. Dick pic please…”

Holy shit. I had never sent a dick pic before. The idea made me so horny I was light headed. There was no one around, but it was way too risky to do it in my cubicle. I went to an empty office that was available for people to take phone calls. I locked the door. I pulled down my pants. I felt like I was going to fall down, I was so excited to send her a pic of my boner. It was standing straight up, partially from her upskirt and partially from the excitement of sending her a nude. I snapped a few photos from different angles. I took some with it standing straight up and then held it down for some.

I pulled up my pants and left the office, scurrying back to my desk. I uploaded the photos of my dick and emailed one of them off. I only briefly thought of the trouble I would be in, if someone knew I was doing this on my work computer. But, we were a small startup and we had no IT dept. No one was really monitoring anything. I emailed it off to Phoebe and waited. I was almost hyperventilating.

Phoebe wrote, “Daammm!!!” which was exactly the sort of response I was hoping for.

I sent her another one of the photos. I sent her all of them. I wanted to show her my dick so bad.

She sent an email with a pic of just her mouth, slightly open, with her tongue just touching her upper lip and wrote, “Slurp…” Holy fucking shit, how was I going to make it until 5pm.

I typed back, “Pussy pic?”

Phoebe actually had a small office, I knew that from our conversations. A photo attachment came to me a few minutes later. She had taken off her underwear and hiked up her skirt. I saw her beautiful labia between her open legs. My dick spontaneously leaked a little bit of precum. There was a tiny wet spot on my pants. I did not care. I took a pic of it. You could see the wet spot and the bulge from my erection.

I sent it to her and wrote, “look what you did.” Then, “I want to lick your pussy.”

Another email arrived quickly. The attached photo had her with her feet up on her chair, knees bent and legs spread to get a very clear view of her pussy. She was spreading her labia with two fingers of one hand to give me a view of her beautiful pink insides. I think I may have whimpered out loud.

I sent her an email, “Desperately want to put my tongue right there. Salivating. Dick is about to tear a hole in my pants.”

She replied, “I want you to lick it. I have to go. I’m getting a work call.”

I sat there, practically panting at my desk. I involuntarily rubbed my boner through my pants, as I sat there looking through the pics she sent me. I did not want to masturbate. I stood up and took a deep breath. I shook my head like I was shaking off the horniness.

I left work at 4:55pm that day, pulling into my usual space in the mostly empty parking lot at the university. I did not bother pulling out my dinner. I just sat there, looking in the rearview mirror, to see if I could see Phoebe’s car, as she entered the campus. There it was. She was also about 5 minutes earlier than usual. She parked and strolled over to my car. She was not even carrying her dinner, just sauntered over in her very short skirt and tank top. We both worked in casual offices and she looked hot as fuck in her summer casual.

Phoebe sat down in the passenger seat and we just started making out immediately. I moved a hand to feel her tits through her tank top. She had smallish tits, but was not flat, just nice perfect handful sized tits. I moved my hand down to her bare, long, thin leg and slowly moved my hand up her inner thigh. She parted her legs for me, as my hand moved up under her very short skirt. I rubbed her pussy through the crotch of her underwear.

I moved my hand farther up and slid it down, under the waistband of her panties. I slid my hand down through her small, soft patch of bush and down to her labia, slowly inserting my middle finger into her vagina. I fingered her and rubbed her clit, then I pulled my hand out of her panties. I stopped kissing her and put both hands up her skirt, grabbing the waistband of her panties on either side. I started pulling them down and she lifted her butt to make it easier for me to remove them. She took over and slid them off her ankles. I slid her skirt up so that I could see her pussy and I slid my fingers back in there. I leaned over to try to lick her, but my car was just a small car with a manual transmission. The angle was awkward, so I could just barely get my tongue to touch her labia.

She did not say anything, but just squeezed herself between the seats to move to the back seat of the car. It was broad daylight and there was a guy mowing the grass around the parking lot. He kept going farther away from the car and then coming back, as he did his pattern. I’m sure he could tell what we were doing, but we did not care. I got out of the car and went into the back seat through the doors. We kissed some more and then I went down on her. I had to sort of have my legs down in the well of the backseat and she sat on the seat, with her skirt hiked all the way up, leaning against the door. Damn, she had really long, beautiful legs. I kissed her soft inner thighs and then made my way to her pussy. I licked her labia and then parted them, so I could lick and suck her clit.

I licked her and fingered her at the same time. I loved it. I had imagined doing this to her many times and here I was with my face between her legs. I stayed down there for a long time and I could hear her little gasps and moans of pleasure. Her pussy was quite wet now. “Oh…Jason…shit…feelssogood…” She was rocking her pelvis up and down a bit as I used my lips and tongue on her clit for a long time. “Yes…don’t stop…”, I stayed down there, as she orgasmed. Her legs squirmed around and her head rolled back. My legs were getting sore, crammed down into the well of the backseat, so I moved to sit up next to her and we kissed, my hand wandering up to touch her pussy some more.

Phoebe stopped kissing me and frantically struggled to open the fly of my pants, like she could not get to my dick fast enough. I helped her and shoved my pants down around my ankles. She very quickly had my dick in her mouth, leaned over to my crotch. I pulled up on her skirt to expose her ass, so I could caress her bare ass, as she sucked me. She turned her head and moved her hair, to look up at me with a smile, as she licked the length of my dick and then plunged her mouth back on it. I loved feeling her wet lips on my shaft and then as she would occasionally take her mouth all of the way, feeling her lips, as they pulled off the head of my dick. I said in a weak voice, “Phoebe…I’m about to cum,” and then I felt my cum spurt into her mouth. She continued bobbing her head up and down, then pulled her mouth off to finish swallowing. She put it back in her mouth and sucked on my very sensitive dick briefly and it felt amazing.

I climbed out of the backseat and stood up outside the car, with the door for cover, as I zipped up my pants. We scarfed down our dinners in the remaining few minutes before class, then walked together to class.

“I guess we have a lot of studying to do this weekend, Jason. Big test next week.”

I replied, “Yep. It’s supposed to be great weather too, but I guess I will be holed up in my air conditioned apartment.”

“I will be at my parents’ house – at least you have your own place.”

At the end of class, the professor said, “I have to cancel class tomorrow night. I am sure you are all very disappointed. I will be available on Saturday morning, if anyone wants to come here to ask me questions about the exam.”

Normally, Phoebe and I would have been giddy to have class cancelled, but I think we both were a little disappointed, we would not have a reason for a parking lot hookup.

As we approached her car, I said, “Well, I guess have a good weekend. I suppose I will come here on Saturday morning, in case he gives any good details.”

“I’m going to come on Saturday too, goodnight.” I thought about kissing her, but I still could not tell what we were doing. If this was just a fun hookup or if it was more than that.

When I got home, I unpacked my things, washing my tupperware from my dinner. I reached into my backpack to pull out my books, since I did not need them at work the next day and I felt something…something soft. I pulled it out and oh my god it was Phoebe’s panties from earlier. Apparently, she had snuck them into my work bag, while I was zipping up my pants. I laid them on my kitchen counter, face up, sort of on display. I stared at them and I could picture them on Phoebe. I picked them up and sniffed them. My dick was hard.

I was not sure if I wanted to masturbate. I went to brush my teeth and get ready for bed. I stripped down to my boxers, but my dick was just trying to poke its way out, so I took them off. I went back out to the kitchen. I thought the material of her panties would feel nice on my dick, so rubbed my dick on the crotch a little. I decided to play Phoebe’s game.

I took a picture looking down at my erection, as it rested on top of the crotch of her panties as they rested on my dining table. I took another with her panties sort of wrapped around my dick. I stroked my dick with her panties in my hand and the soft material felt nice. I went to my computer and opened my email to download the pussy pics that she had sent me. I masturbated to the pictures, while also looking at her panties, then I took a pic of my dick, as I jerked my cum right onto the crotch of her underwear. I uploaded the photos and then sent them off to her personal email. It was very late at night and I climbed into bed.

I could not sleep, so I got up to check my email. Nothing from Phoebe. Maybe she thought that was gross. Fuck. Why did I do that. I sent her another email. “Sorry about the pics with your underwear…I will wash them and get them back to you. Horny makes you do stupid stuff. Talk to you later.”

I eventually fell asleep. I went into work the next morning and I was little down thinking that I would not see Phoebe that evening. There had still been no reply from her and I was feeling anxious about that. I sat down to work and decided to check my personal email. There was an email from Phoebe. She had just sent it. I guess she had just sat down to work and checked her email. “I loved the pics. Why do you think I sent those home with you…lol. Next time your cum is in the crotch of my panties, though, it’s because it leaked out of my pussy, okay?”

I gulped. I emailed back, “It’s really early for me to be sitting here with a boner.”

“Sorry, but I didn’t see your pics until this morning. I might have to lock my office door for a bit…”

“I wish I had an office.”

“Show me your dick.”

“You have all of those pics?”

“No, your dick right now, where you are sitting.”

“I’m in a cube.”

“So…want your dick…now.”

Shit. I wanted to show her my dick. She knew I loved showing it to her. Now the risk of taking the pic right here in my cubicle was even more exciting. There really was no one around this early, so there was a low chance of getting caught, but a chance nonetheless. I unzipped my pants under my desk. I looked around the corner. I took a few pics of my boner and sent them off.

She replied, “Yummy…I wish i could help you out with that right now,” and she sent a pic looking down. She had unzipped her pants and had her hand in her panties. “Gotta go, no time for typing. I’ll be masturbating to your dick now.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11k2nc2/my_friend_from_night_school_and_i_relieve_each