Seemingly shy [F] surprised [M]e by letting her freak flag fly in the library (Part 2/3)

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Seemingly shy [F] surprised [M]e by flying her freak flag in the library from gonewildstories

Per your request here is part two.

My mind was mush leaving the library. The later part of that research/study session was one of those where you read a page but comprehend nothing. You re-read it 3 or 4 times and still have no clue what you read. I was putty. Unfortunately because we were both distracted and having a hard time focusing the remainder of the research took much longer than we anticipated and we decided it best to call it for the night given our early classes.

By the time i got back to my dorm I had a message on my computer from Lindsay, “I wish that hadn’t taken so long, I’m so wet” – I’d like to think she was referring to how long it took us to finally give in to each other and not how long the research took, but that’s not worth diving in to.

“I’m still a bit numb, you are so sexy and that was amazing” I wrote back.

“See you in class tomorrow” she ended.

The alarm went off at 7 am, which is ludicrously early for a Friday when you are in college, I’d harp on how dumb I was for scheduling such early classes but I’d never have met this woman if I hadn’t so there’s the trade off I guess.

The day crawled by like it was intentionally torturing me. Finally I arrived to our class and sat down next to Lindsay in the back row as she shot me a smile that had levels of mischief behind it. Her patted my thigh and said high, sliding her fingers over my thigh and grazing my shaft from bottom to tip, then returning it to the desktop with a satisfied exhale. Ok, we’re going to play then.

The professor began the lecture but I couldn’t pay attention. I kept stealing sideways glances at her toned physique and the way her sundress draped over her every curve and how her perky nipples had peaked beneath her jean jacket in the cold air of the room. My hand found her smooth, muscular thigh. I wasn’t going to pussyfoot this one, I went straight for it. Slowly but confidently closing the distance gap between my fingers and her pussy. Reading where I was going she parted her thighs just enough to give me a clear shot. My left pinky met her panties at her slit. She was soaked. Like really soaked. These panties had to be bothering her the way wearing a wet shirt in summer bothers your. My pinky traced her slit from her clit to her hole and back up. Reaching the top I found the edge of her panties and gently slipped my pinky under them, following the same path down her slip-n-slide. I pulled my hand away and found a noticeable trail of juices on my finger. Looking her in the eye I licked my finger clean. She tasted amazing. Fresh, clean, tangy, all I could do was undress her in my mind and imagine how my tongue would feel fucking her hole.

Lindsay exhaled a content yet frustrated sigh. We knew we had to calm ourselves or this would get out of hand quickly. Being responsible adults we paid attention, or pretended to, for the rest of class. Something about the tension was satisfying.

We each still had a couple more classes before the day was over, but walked together out to the courtyard where we usually parted our separate ways. “What are you doing tonight” she asked as she ran her hand down my arm. I told her I had to work until 8pm but would be heading home after that. “Maybe you’ll call me when you get home?” Yes, yes I would.

Work drug by like the morning did, every second was excruciatingly slower than the last. 8pm creeped its way up and I rushed to my car and gave Lindsay a call. No answer. Friday night, she probably went out. So I headed home to relax, maybe see what my friends were up to.

The dorm was quiet, the partiers had all found their destinations for the night, it was kinda nice. Getting back to my room I started to shed my work clothes and sat down to check things online when I saw a post from Lindsay posted 5 minutes ago “I’ll be at the park of anyone wants to join” – it’s 8:30 at night, that’s an interesting time to go to the park. (For the purpose of this story – the park was on campus and very well known to be a student hang out for studying or lounging in the sun, it was big enough to have privacy but not big enough that posting something like this would be a needle in a haystack) But then it hit me that this might be directed at me specifically. Ok, I’ll bite.

Walking up to the park I scanned around in the dimly lit area mostly populated by a few students cutting through from one dorm building to the next. All except for one little frame sitting in one of the more darkened potions of the park, barely lit by moonlight. It was just enough light to barely see her sitting near one of the old trees. “So you took my bait!” She teased with a smile.

Sitting down next to her I told her it seemed funny that someone would just choose to go to the park so late and ask for company. “Well, my roommate didn’t go out tonight and….” she leaned in and kissed me, deeply. Her soft, pink tongue that I met just last night met mine again, excitedly but also as if it was well acquainted. I grabbed her face and she leaned back to lay in the grass, pulling me with her. “Let’s spend a little more time right here tonight” she said as she guided my hand up her dress to her panty-less pussy. Fuck she was wet. All three times I’ve touched her now she’s been soaked, I don’t know how it’s possible to be this wet this quickly but I’m not complaining.

My fingers lightly danced around her clit as she softly moaned, pulling her face in to my neck. I spent time exploring her tiny slit, massaging her lips with my index and ring fingers as my middle finger slipped down to her hole, circling, massaging around the rim, but not entering, then traveling back up to her clit. My other hand pulled her dress and Jean jacket aside, exposing her perky little rosy red nipple which I pulled in to my mouth at the same time I slid my finger inside of her hole. She gasped sharply and let out a muffled grunting moan as if she hadn’t been touched in a long time. I couldn’t take it. Scanning around the park I saw that we were alone in our darkened corner, so i lifted the front of her dress just to her hips, exposing the most picture perfect pussy I’d ever seen. The kind of pussy that puts even the most photoshopped nude to shame. I bent forward and licked down from her clit to her hole, tasting the sweetest juices I’ve ever known. She tasted amazing and i lapped it up like an animal at a river in the dead of summer. She shudder and swayed her hips at my every move. Circling her clit I’d trail back down to her hole, repeating several times before going back down and finally shoving my tongue inside of her. I fucked my tongue in and out of her slowly as she grabbed at the back of my head moaning. My seemingly shy, conservative crush was clearly an exhibitionist.

I pulled my head up and replaced my tongue with my fingers, rubbing her clit with more pressure. She swung my head around and pulled me back to her mouth, driving her tongue in with intent, gripping the back of my head, grabbing my hair in a way that told me she was close. I kept a steady pace on her pussy as she began to shudder and let out the sexiest squeal in to my mouth. Her cheerleader-toned thighs squeezed my hand in approval.

“Holy shit, oh shit, my god” she sighed. After gaining a bit of composure She stood up, grabbed my hand and said “let’s go, your place, right now, I want you to fuck me so hard I’m sore tomorrow”

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