Having a hard finger fucking session at university while writing a paper [F]

If I remember correctly, this was in my third year of uni. I had this paper that I had to write and I just did not want to do it. So I just kept putting it off until the night before. I knew I wouldn’t be able to write it at home because I wouldn’t have access to sources online as easily. So I figured I’d just stay at uni and write it.

I needed somewhere quiet to hammer this thing out. I couldn’t go to the library because I knew there would be more than one friend there and I would easily get distracted. I remember one of my friends telling me about this one spot that she had found. She called it her ‘secret spot.’ I texted her about my predicament and after some back and forth, she finally divulged the location of this place: the Ed. building on like the 12 floor.

It was an obscure spot. I had to go down this long hallway and at the end to the right there was this little, almost office space with a desk, chair and and one of those small commercial sofas. It was almost as if it was someone’s office but didn’t really look like it was used. Regardless, it was perfect. It was an admin area of the building so all offices which were locked, nobody on the floor since everyone had gone home. Perfect.

I set up and got started. Now the problem with me is that when I get stressed, especially about school stuff and deadlines, I get horny. Like…really really horny.

At first I tried to ignore it and concentrate on writing my paper. But as time went on, I just couldn’t ignore it. My pussy was already really wet from constantly squeezing my legs together. I had to take a break and relieve myself. So I checked to see if anyone was around as a precausion, went back to my seat, out the volume on my laptop to low and pulled up some porn.

At first I just watched intently, getting myself worked up. I tend to put my arm between my legs and just squeeze my hand with my thighs. It tends to get me really wet and send these small but noticeable and pleasurable sexual shocks and pulses through my body. Also, if the clothing it right, I’ll run my fingers up and down the length of my cunt. I did that for a while to build myself up.

Finally, after teasing my meaty, wet cunt for a few minutes, I put my hands under my pants, onto my panties and began rubbing myself. I remember being so wet. And rubbing my sex soaked panties over my clit just felt so good. It was soft and lubricated but just enough texture that within about a minute or so of rubbing myself, I had an orgasm. It wasn’t that hard but thoroughly satisfying.

After recovering for a couple of minutes, I returned to writing. But after about an hour or so, I could feel the energy coming back to my pussy. I was getting horny again. I knew that it was being induced by stress. This time, if I remember correctly, I actually pulled my tights down a bit so that I could finger fuck myself.

That was really intense. I was sitting up straight on the edge of my seat with my legs spread and furiously fingering myself. I was breathing hard and gasping but nothing too vocal. I remember that orgasm hitting me really hard when I came because I almost fell out of my chair because it made me feel like jello.

About an hour later, the same intense sexual urge hit me. This time, I didn’t really need the porn. I needed something kinky and risky. So I got up, again, making sure nobody was around, and stood by a wall. I lowered my tights to just below my ass, took my tits out of my tank top and bra, leaned my head against the wall and finger fucked myself really really hard. That was especially intense because I was far more visible if anyone were to have seen me. Plus my breasts were hanging out and I was squeezing my nipples which only intensified the feeling. Again, I remember cumming so hard that I actually started grunting.

I don’t want to make this too long but I probably masturbated four more times; each more riskier and harder than the last. I remember bending over the desk fingering myself intensely from behind. I sat on the sofa with my legs spread wide and fingered myself as well. But I think the riskiest session of all was later during the night.

It was probably around 3 in the morning. Once again, the sudden, sexual urge hit me. I needed something hard, intense and pleasurable. I don’t know what got into me but I decided it would be a good idea to take off my cardigan, pop my breasts out of my tank top and bra, take off my panties AND tights, squat down and lean against the wall for support and fuck myself.

If anyone were to have walked by, they would have certainly been in for a surprise: A slightly chubby Indian girl with plump breasts cleaving and squeezed together, dark, hard nipples glistening with saliva, in a wide squat stance, legs spread and three fingers up her cunt with her soaked panties and other articles of clothing scattered about. This on top of the fact that there was a hardcore lesbian scene playing on her laptop in full screen mode. Yup, that was me.

Honestly, I was so horny that I didn’t care. I just need to get off with an intense, hard orgasm which I was definitely able to achieve.

By the end, I had probably masturbated once for every page I had written with each session being riskier, kinkier and more intense than the last. I can manage to write a page an hour so I probably masturbated between 8-10 times.

By the time I got my references and citations done, I was beginning to regret one or two of those sessions because time was of the essence. But at the end, I did manage to slip my paper into the prof’s mailbox in on time without losing any marks since it would be stamped for the day before.

When I looked at myself in the mirror in the washroom, my hair was a mess, I was sweaty and flush. Depending on what you thought, it either looked like I was up all night or just had sex. In my case I was up all night, having sex with myself AND writing a paper on the rise of the tigers against recessing Northern economies.

Also if interest, I had to clean myself up a bit in the washroom. My legs were sticky and soaked so I had to wipe myself down with paper towel and ended up wrapping my panties in some paper towel because they were so wet they were making me cold. So I went home with panties drenched with my sex juices, wearing nothing under my tights.

To date, that one night has probably been the riskiest escapade of public masturbation I’ve ever engaged in. I don’t know if I would do something like that again. But at the time, I had to do what I had to do. No regrets.

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