Cramming Session (closed)

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He hurried down the hall his lithe 6'9 figure in a polo and khaki shorts.
Lance was walking down the hallway at college, his head down in his binder as he crammed for a test he had to take in a couple hours, on his way to find a corner in the library. Turning a corner he plowed into someone, the contents of his binder spilling all over te floor, luckily there was no one else to trample his papers

"Oh god, I'm sorry" he said as he looked up finally. He saw a short brunette, who had stumbled back a few steps from the collision. She was short, with long chestnut hair and she wore a button up business shirt. His eye couldn't help but notice how much it was unbuttoned. The slight opening showed a deep line of cleavage

Lance snapped out of his daze, squatting his lithe 6 foot frame down and began to scoop up his papers

"Sorry I was busy cramming for an immunology test" he told her as he began picking up his notes. She squatted down across from him, helping gather his papers, he glanced up and saw the front of her shirt gapping open, the side of one full breast squeezing out where it pressed against her thigh. He gulped as he realized she wasn't wearing a bra

 

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Stacey

Stacey was feeling pretty smart as she strolled down the corridor in her matching shirt and mini skirt. She loved this outfit because at a glance she looked like a sophisticated woman but really it was just tight fitted shirt and slutty skirt. She had also chosen not to wear a bra just to make it seem that extra bit naughty. She had made quite a name for herself around curtain social circles and she was pretty confidant that the dick of every popular guy in school had been inside her body at some point. From giving Josh Tompson a handjob in the janitors closet to fucking the Karter brothers on the English teachers desk 20 minutes before class, if the boy had over 500 friends on Facebook they had fucked Stacy.

She had been a little startled by the explosion of papers on her chest but she recovered quickly and automatically began to pick them off the floor. Returning the papers back to him, she recognized the boys face.

'I remember you, your Lance right?' He looked a little confused as to why she knew his name. 'We had Maths together a few years ago.' She remembered him being a total genius but a bit of a social outcast. She figured she could kill 2 birds with one stone and see if this nerd could help her out. 'Yeah, I've got the immunology test this afternoon as well. Were you on the way to the library?' He confirmed it. 'Can I join you?' she knew she needed to learn some more stuff for the test and she had always enjoyed the awkward boys reactions to her natural flirtatious personality.

 

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He finished gathering his papers, glancing nervously at the pile she held in her hands

"Umm, yeah I was heading to the library. You can come study with me of you want" he told her in a soft voice. Women had that effect on him, and she was all woman. He had been a little shocked she knew his name though, and he figured that might make her more than the typical bimbo out to exploit the nerd. Besides this was studying, it wasn't like she was gonna get him to do all the work

She slowly stood up, and his eyes locked in her thighs, bronze pillars of taught toned slender flesh. He realized he was staring and quickly stood up

"Yeah, so let's go" he said a little hurriedly praying she hadn't noticed his eyes lingering

The two headed down the hall, and across the quad to the library

"So have you studied much already?"

 

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'Umm... Not really.' She replied absent mindedly. Her eyes wandered around the quad as they crossed and she spotted a group of her friends. The saw her and waved her over but by then they had already reached the library. Besides, she could see her friends any time and right now she had other matters on her mind.

Once they were inside she led Lance over to a table in the far corner of the room, away from everyone else. The table was opposite several narrow bookshelf isles. They sat next to each other at the table and Stacey brushed her hair back with her hands so as her beautiful neck and bulging cleavage were in full view. Lance didnt seem to be taking any notice of her pertruding assets and was occupying himself with his notes. She realised that it might take a little more effort to make this boy sweat with sexual frustration. Pulling her chair closer to his, she leaned over his arm, pressing her soft boobs against it as she pretended to peer into a text book. Under the table her skirt had risen so high it left her thigh completely bare as it rubbed against his pants.

'So wear should we start?'

 

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They had found a nice spot back in a quiet corner on one of the upper floors and Lance quickly set about arranging his materials. Text book open to the right chapter, corresponding notes, and a fresh notepad to transcribe those points of interest. Stacey sat down beside him, sweeping her hair back over her shoulder an out of the way. He glanced out of the corner of his eye, swallowing at the angle that her placement gave him, her shirt sitting open a little and soft swelling bronze flesh filled his eyes.

He quickly drew his attention back to his papers, his groin already responding to the proximity of the scantily clad beauty. Then she shifted

Suddenly he felt the soft weight of one supple breast in his right forearm as she scooted closer. His eyes dipping over to see the soft curves swell out of the precariously unbuttoned shirt. Then her thigh slid agains his and she leaned a little closer, asking where to start

He cleared his throat, trying to calm himself but his arm was on fire under the soft pressure of her swollen chest

"Umm lets start with the b cells and their antibodies " he said with a gruff voice, pausing to clear his throat again. He used his left hand to gesture to the text book, not daring to move his right hand, not wanting to break contact with the first real breast he had ever touched that wasn't a family members

"See this table talks about how they fight off infection. You can use my notepad to take notes if you want" he told her as he glanced over at her, seeing her eyes fixed on the book, his own dipped down. With her breast resting against his arm, the shirt spilled open, and he saw the full rounding curve of her right breast, the inner swell filling the short, the silky bronze skin, the deep valley it made. He felt his cock throb, growing stiffer and stiffer, pulling his shorts taught along his thigh

 

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Stacey accepted his offer of a notebook and lent across the table to retrieve it. As she moved she pushed her body against his, her boobs squished against his shoulder. As she stretched for the notepad she released a quiet sigh into his ear. She had also managed to wrap her other leg around his under the table. She tried to pull his leg closer to him but he was refusing to co-operate. Instead he scribbled notes in his book hastily, going a moderate shade of red.

She began to stretch across the table once more, this time to reach a text book opposite them. As she lent she kept her chest low to the table and 'accidentally' knocked his pencil with her tits. The knock had caused him to sketch off at a weird angle and there was no way of him denying that it happened.

'Opps, sorry.' she giggled as his face grew darker. She retrieved the book and sat back down in her seat. Opening it to a random page she began to take very rough notes. However, the whole time her eyes were on Lance. She had spotted his erection but wasn't quite sure how to act upon it. He was far to timid and shy for her to just grab it and start jerking him off there and then but she wasn't going to leave the poor boy unfulfilled.

'This is boring.' she moaned, dropping her pen and pulling away from him. 'Let's look at stupid pictures.' she rose quickly from her chair and rushed over to one of the book shelves. Pulling out a book on Human Biology she skimmed to the section on reproduction and slammed the book down in front of him. 'Look at this.' she said and sat beside him once more. 'Have you ever seen a real one of these before?' she pointed to an annotated diagram of a womans vagina and womb.

He timidly shook his head, going an increadable shade of red. Her smile extended from ear to ear and she moved close to him and wispered softly 'Do you wanna see mine?' before he could respond she took his hand holding a pencil and brought it under the table. Pulling the hand up, under her short skirt she began to rub the end of the pencil against her Cotten panties, guiding his hand. After showing him a slow, repetitive rhythm she retracted her hand to let him work freely. He continued to slowly poke at her panties with the eraser on the end of his pencil. Her eyes were locked with his the whole time and she held a devilish grin.

 

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His whole body lit up like a bonfire as Stacey reached for the notebook, her full breast pressing against his shoulder. Then she twisted to reach for a notebook, her plump chest bumping his pencil, making it veer off from what he was writing. Her leg somehow got hooked under his as she sat down and he tried feverishly to ignore it.

Thankfully she began making notes as he tried to wrestle his body back under control, his swollen cock uncomfortably tight in his shorts made that exceptionally difficult

After a few minutes of actual work she murmured she that she was bored and suddenly popped up out of her seat. She wandered over to a bookshelf and quickly pulled a book down, bringing it back to their table, setting it down and flipping to a picture

He swallowed hard when she asked him if he had ever seen a vagina in real life. Before he could answer she asked him if he wanted to see hers, god yes! He wanted to reply. But she quickly took his hand and guided it up between her thighs

His heart thundered in his chest as he felt te back of his hand brush against her silky inner thigh, then she lifted her skirt up, guiding the pencil in his had to slowly rub up an down her cotton panties. His cock was raging hard now as he stared at her panties. He could see the shape of a soft mound where she had him slide his pencil back and forth, slowly, and he could imagine what her sex would feel like. He ached for her in a way he had never imagined in all the world

She let go do his hand, and he continued tonrubbher with the pencil, shifting his hand do it slid up and down her inner thigh. He didn't dares stop as he hoped for more, uncaring where they were, uncaring about the test. His eyes slid up to the dipping neckline of her short and he swallowed hard. His eyes locking on the swells of her chest, her orbs heaving up with each breath

 

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She felt a twinkle in her pussy as he tickled her clit with the pencil. Watching his eyes roam lustfully around her body, she knew he wanted her. With her left hand, Stacey slipped her fingers under her panties and pulled them to the side of her moist mound. With her right hand she gripped his wrist and guided the pencil into her tight hole. Her eyelids fluttered and she released a gentle sigh as he pushed the pencil deep inside her. She pushed the pencil inside until the tips of his fingers were touching her pussy lips.

Placing her finger on the end of the pencil, she pushed it through his fingers and up inside herself, completely. Unbuttoning another button on her shirt, she pulled the fabric apart and pushed her large breasts out. She sat back lazily on her chair and allowed him to drink in her dirty body. Her eyelids hung lazily half over her eyes and her cheeks were blushed and crimson. Her beautiful breasts bounced gently as she breathed deeply.

Now, she was sideways on her chair facing him straight on. Her thighs were spread and her cute, little pussy shone pink between them. All she could think of was having him deep inside her. She had gotten carried away with her little flirting experiment. However, she knew he was being shy and she wasn't sure how far he would be willing to take it in their school library. She suddenly snapped to attention when she spotted a person reading in the isle behind him.

She sat forward and began top button up her shirt. As she moved the pencil shifted deeper inside her creating a new and uncomfortable feeling. The person began to walk towards their table and Stacy lent forward on the table, her tits still bulging out. The random student walked past the table off down the opposite isle. Now, the pencil had risen deep inside her and the intense pleasure radiating from her vagina was blocking out her senses.

She turned to him and gave a look of hazed lust.

 

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He couldnt believe it, it all happened so fast. SHe had made him slip the pencil inside of her!! then she had sat down, her pink lips glistening in front of him, looking absolutely delicious, her fingers popping another button of her top loose, her chest sweeling dangerously close to popping out

Suddenly though she had sat up, and he realized someone was walking by, but they didnt seem to notice anything as they walked right on by

When he looked back at her, her eyes had a strange look to them. Where was the pencil?!

His eyes slid over her adn he swallowed hard, his cock harder then it had ever been in his life

Boldly e reached dow between her thighs, his fingrs slowly parting her delicate lips. He gingerly slipped into her, catching the pencil between his fingers, adn he pulled it out. his pencil glistened, his fingers glistened

Her pussy had been so hot and wet that he could only imagine what that would feel like on his cock.

He looked around, seeing the coast was clear

"Wow" he said as his eyes slid over her, "Im gonna keep this pencil forever"

 

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She watched him swallow, as if her was gulping down the image of her in such a state of heat. Then, he pushed his fingers up inside her and pinched the pencil. She made a short gasp as his digits slid up inside her. She wasn't expecting him to be so confident and it surprised her a little. As the pencil slowly slid from her damp passage it sent a warm shiver down Stacey's spine. Lance held the pencil between them, it glistened with her essence.

he told her that he was going to keep the pencil forever and she giggled. She then unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and removed it completely, putting it under her chair. Rising from the chair, she spoke in a hushed tone.

'Here,' She said as she shimmied her way between his legs and the table. 'I'll give you something to remember forever.' She slipped between his knees and sat under the table. Lance looked down to see her grinning head between his thighs as she reached up to grab his shorts. He raised his ass of the seat a little and she pulled the shorts down to his ankles. Scooting the chair in a little, Lance had become a little anxious now that he had his dick out in the school library. After huffing the sour scent of a mans genitals, Stacy raised her head so as she was looking down on the cock with its tip positioned between her lips. Then she opened her mouth and let her head relax, impaling it on the nerds stiff dick. His bell-end hit her like a bullet in the back of the throat causing her to cough and gag saliva all over his shaft.