A little [FM]

Hey y’all!! Many of you have given me great comments and reviews on my last story I posted (except that one guy, fuck you), so I thought I would give you guys more of what you asked for. This isn’t a continuation of my first story, that’s still in progress right now, but I wanted to give you guys a little slutty update.

Where I am going to school right now, finals week is quickly approaching, and it has been snowing pretty much non-stop, so everyone is a little stressed out, as one might imagine. This took place last night while I was in the library and was one of the most powerful and exciting moments of my whole life.

I was sitting in the library, waiting for the other members of my research group to get there, so we could finish our group project. (Side note, the fact that we are still doing group projects in grad school pisses me off). I was on my laptop, sitting at my table by the wall, responding to a number of messages on my account. I didn’t think anyone could see me, or was paying attention, so I started scrolling through pictures from a little picture session, looking for the next one that I should post next (hello pink panties), when I heard a gasp. I looked up, incredibly startled, wondering who could have seen what, when I see this super dorky looking guy, holding a remote-control car, staring at me with his mouth wide open and the beginnings of a bulge in his pants.

I recognized him as one of the people from my best friend’s electrical engineering class. I knew they were working on a project somewhere else in the library, so I waved at him, the wiggle your fingers kind, and mouthed “come here”, mostly wondering if he could or would do it. He did a 360 turn, looking to see if I was talking to someone else, stumbling over his own feet in the process. I kind of chuckled to myself, curious to see if he knew who I was, either on reddit or in real life.

I stood up and said hello as if I knew who he was, giving him a hug in the process, my tank-top only boobs pressing firmly against his chest. My inner slut was proud of me for having stripped off all the layers I was wearing earlier, which were currently in a pile underneath my table. I asked him in a quiet voice in his ear, barely above a whisper if he wanted to sit with me for a little bit. I could feel him nod against my hair, so I released him from the hug and plopped back down in my seat. He cautiously sat next to me, perched at the end of the chair, looking like he was ready to dash at any moment. “I’m not going to bite, unless you’re into that” I said, in that same low voice I used before. He twitched in his chair, right along side the bulge in his pants, so I added, “but you don’t seem like that type.”

I put my hand gently on his thigh, running my long nails gently over his thigh. He let out a strange “hmngg” sound, at which I had to hold my tongue not to say something snarky. I turned my laptop with my other hand slowly towards him and asked quietly, “should this be my next one?” His eyes got this amazing kind of wide and he grabbed my hand, forcing it to stop where it was on his very upper thigh. If I juuuust stretched my fingertips, my nails barely grazed the top of his dick. His hand got tighter on mine and I looked down with just enough time to see his cock twitch and then a wet spot appear on the center of his upper thigh.

I looked back up and made contact with his wide brown eyes and a huge flush moved over his whole face. I took away my hand and reached under the table and grabbed my cardigan sweater that was over my tank top earlier and set it gently over the (rather large) spot on his pants. “Do you want to go clean up?” I asked softly. He nodded, and I only responded “Bring my sweater back” before he scurried away.

He didn’t end up bringing back my sweater (gosh darn it) and my friend didn’t say anything was strange about the guy in her group when we walked out together. I’ll see if he finds this and maybe I could really give him a good night.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a48cl4/a_little_fm