A very warm late spring day without any classes on my schedule affords me the opportunity to dress extremely casually in a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt before heading to the quiet of the beach-town college campus study lounge. I can feel summer just around the corner, invoking thoughts of competitive beach volleyball, minimal clothing, and ample parties – making it difficult to concentrate, but still I need a strong finish to the semester, so it’s time to focus.
Once in the large study lounge, a grouping of two stuffed-cushion mission style chairs catches my eye as the perfect location, so I head over and set my backpack on the right edge of the knee-height square table in front of me, then ease back into the chair with my textbook in my lap. Before diving into my textbook I take a moment to gaze out the floor-to-ceiling window immediately to my left, enjoying the scenic view out toward the ocean and the warm sunshine streaming into the room, both making for a relaxing environment in which to study. After thirty minutes spent getting through some intense material, I’m distracted by an attractive student settling into the opposing seat five feet away across the table. We share a quick smile and I return to my textbook. A pretty, tall, fit woman with striking green eyes sitting five feet away from me is not exactly conducive to distraction-free studying, but I’m certainly not complaining.
A short chapter later, she’s settled in with a textbook in her lap, eyes focused on the pages, and her long, tanned, sunlit legs extending from her very short running shorts out alongside the table. She appears momentarily lost in thought as I glance up to find her pretty eyes focused on the cover of my book, lingering for several seconds before moving back to the pages of hers.
I wish this book was as interesting as she seems to think it is.
After getting through a particularly difficult chapter, I pause for a quick break. Placing my book on the wooden chair arm, I clasp my hands behind my head and stretch my tall athletic-built body, arching my back and stretching my chest – still a little tight from my earlier workout. Towards the end of my stretch I look over at her and realize that the subject of her earlier glances wasn’t my book, it was, and is, the contents of my running shorts. Interesting.
Her eyes quickly shift back to her studies and I look down to find the warm sunlight illuminating the fairly visible outline of my member lying underneath the thin white material. These new shorts are so lightweight it’s almost like wearing nothing, which suits me quite well as I’ve always enjoyed the warm sun on my naked body, but I didn’t consider how they’d be somewhat revealing when sitting in the sunlight with nothing on underneath. A mischievous smile comes over my face as I place the bottom edge of the book back in my lap causing the thin material to pull a little tighter against the object of her interest, then wait pa bit nervously to see how, or if, she reacts. She doesn’t, at least not at first, but within a minute I find her looking lost in a daydream while peering over the top of her textbook at my lightly clad sunlit package – a sight that injects arousing sensations into my body and makes me hungry to feed whatever daydream is running through her inquisitive mind.
I let another minute pass before further testing the waters by casually squirming in my seat while seemingly oblivious to the hem of the left leg of my shorts rising a half-inch off my thigh. A hint of fresh air on my sensitive shaft tells me I’ve provided her with a glimpse of my bare flesh prompting me to again nervously await her response while being careful to maintain my guise of innocence both for fun and in case I’m misreading her and taking this too far.
I’m flying blind not knowing what’s truly going on in her mind – curiosity?, horniness?, a cock fetish?, ready to report me for being a pervert? The look in her eyes and lengthy stare upon discovering the sliver of bare flesh tells me the latter is highly improbable, so I relax and decide to enjoy wherever this playful encounter takes us.
The facade of my innocence in this dance soon begins to break down as the sight of her prying eyes arouses me to the point where my cock begins to grow visibly firm. The logical part of my brain kicks in attempting to splash cold water on this little game, but a slow simmering rush of excitement takes over, compelling me to continue. Using the bottom of the book binding I discretely keep the thin fabric over my shaft, covering it the best I can while my growing member extends towards my left hipbone. I look up and find her highly distracted – her eyes frequently bouncing from my shorts to her book and back, further heightening these surprisingly erotic sensations of becoming physically aroused in front of a very willing audience in this somewhat public place.
Increasingly lost in a sexual haze, my eyes move to her long legs outstretched beside the table, scanning from the nicely manicured toenails on her attractive bare feet, up her well-defined calves, to her firm tanned thighs naked up to the hem of her very short running shorts slit at the hipbone. The outline of her perky tits and firm nipples sitting obviously naked under that skimpy crop top hold my gaze as I fantasize about where this might lead. I sense her watching me enjoy her body and ease my eyes up to hers, engaging her in a silent lingering gaze before we return to pretending to study.
Mmmmmmmmmm, game on, I think to myself in response to seeing a sexy smile slowly form on her lips seconds after resuming her studies – or at least trying to.
My perusal of her toned body combined with the now open mutuality of our dance has caused my swollen head to press firmly upward against the tenuous grip of the hem of my shorts leaving my shaft riskily barely covered. Again I feel her eyes on me, intensifying the pulse-quickening rush flowing into my horny body as I stare at my book but retaining very little of the material I came here to study.
A minute later our eyes reconnect with a stimulating intensity that deepens the sexual tension between us, driving our desire to further explore these exciting newfound exhibitionist/voyeur inclinations. A half-smile eventually appears on her lips before her stunning eyes slowly, purposefully, drift down to my fabric-draped semi-erection. The glazed look in her green pools, prominence of her firm nipples, and the small wet spot forming between her legs all give me a bright green light to continue with my tease. I watch her face, wanting to read her thoughts as she eyes my bulge for several deeply stimulating seconds before returning to her textbook.
Despite the facade being broken, we continue – she, the horny coed voyeur trying to study, and me the seemingly oblivious student attempting to do the same. This daring, risky, scenario is all new to me, but so unexpectedly exciting, and I’m loving every tension-filled, arousing second of it!
Moments later I sense her looking at me and raise my eyes to meet hers. A deeply intense rush grips me as I again gaze into her sparkling green eyes for several seconds before they slowly move down my athletic body pausing to take in the sight of my swollen rod now straining upward against the tenuous grip of the lightweight fabric of my shorts for several seconds before returning to my face. I let my mind go and become so incredibly lost in the intensity of her stare while fantasizing about an explosive fuck with her riding me right here in the lounge. I sense she feels it as well, soaking up the deeply horny look in my eyes and mirroring it back to me. I hold still while she squirms as if she’s fantasizing about riding my erection, both of us locked in an erotic moment where time seems to stand still. I swear in the way she looks at me that she can read my mind about her dropping those skimpy shorts and mounting me right in this chair – both of us deeply lost in thoughts of her tight naked pussy under those shorts wrapped around my rock hard dick as she stares into my eyes and fucks me.
Again her focus move downward. A few seconds of the cock-stiffening approving stare from those gorgeous eyes has my cock growing more firm, the head now threatening to break free from the grip of the hem. I push the limits, subtly using my book binding to steer my barely-covered erection to grow parallel to the hem as she watches intently. A hint of nervousness creeps in and I quickly glance to my right for any potential onlookers but find the chairs all empty – for the moment. Turning my head back, I find her eyes waiting for mine, instantly re-engaging me with a horny look telling me how much she’s enjoying this intense arousal and watching my body react. We stare hard, spiraling together into a deep fog of sexual hunger that has time standing still. I squirm in my chair drawing her eyes down between my legs to hungrily watch as my inhibitions fade and my swollen head breaks free from the hem into the sunlit open air. I momentarily freeze, but she’s quick to flash an approving smile when our eyes reconnect as if telling me to cast aside any boundaries and play with her. Communicating through our gaze we feed off each others hunger as our bodies become increasingly aroused. Another inch of exposed flesh greets her when her focus moves downward, a sight that elicits a long blatant stare that over the next minute slowly steadily coaxes all seven inches of my semi-erect cock out of my shorts onto my tanned inner thigh. She studies my glistening bare member for several arousing seconds before her eyes rejoin mine in a deeply engaging gaze followed by a soft horny smile before resuming our erotic role-play.
Basking in the glow of the freedom and rush, I once again pretend to read while pushing things further by beginning to slowly, almost imperceptibly massage the bottom half-inch of my shaft. The sensations of the warm sun and gentle book massage in addition to her horny appreciative gazes all feel so amazing, taking me to a place where I’ve almost forgotten where we are.
Locked in a now tension-free dance, she again blatantly focuses on my exposure. I’m so fucking turned on watching her that I grow fully hard before her prying eyes. “Oh god” she softly whispers while intently ogling my full thick erection as I pretend to study.
She sees me again looking to my right to check for onlookers and reaches over to stand her backpack on end to help block any unwanted views, then looks at me and returns my appreciative smile. Our gaze lingers for several seconds as we attempt to read each other’s intensely sexual thoughts before refocusing on our textbooks, taking a brief break that allows my raging hard-on to soften slightly to lay on my thigh, which is fine by me as it becomes much more manageable and less potentially visible to eyes other than hers.
Feeling completely in-sync with this beautiful soul, I ease back in my chair and make the massaging of my shaft with the bottom of my book binding more obvious – gliding it slowly and steadily along the bottom third of my shaft, manipulating the angle and view for her frequent lengthy looks. I re-read the same paragraph over and over, retaining nothing.
Within a couple of minutes, my massage causes a familiar intense energy to race into my thighs catching me by surprise. I squirm in my seat and back off to let the sensations subside – my cock throbbing in full view. Those green pools devour my sun-warmed cock like it’s the first one she’s seen, infusing me with such pleasure at allowing myself to riskily feed my beautiful voyeur all she wants to see. I ease my left thigh open and extend my lower leg alongside her outstretched tanned calves giving her even better access. The sun shining on my fully exposed cock and now visible freshly shaven tight balls sitting just barely inside my shorts invokes such a feeling of freedom – a sight she takes in with a deeply horny, surrendered look in her mesmerizing green orbs. As she refocuses on her book I feel her toes come to rest against the arch of my foot. I press back gently, welcoming her sensual touch.
After fifteen seconds our eyes again meet, both of us hungrily fucking each other in our minds while I absentmindedly massage my cock. I watch her focus drift down and become glued to my firm, thick, swollen rod causing the most intense sensations yet to flow steadily throughout my body. Those eyes fuel my deep hunger – beautiful pools that pop up to mine when my body reacts to a wave of sensations rushing into my inner thighs. My eyes close and my mouth drops slightly open as I ride the crest of another intense wave, then back off before it becomes uncontrollable. This is all getting out of control, and I love every fucking second of it.
A warm encouraging horny smile greets me when my eyes open. I stare back, so deeply aroused, so consumed by the rush, so addicted to giving her whatever she craves. Another wave soon follows, and again I ride it while becoming even more intoxicated by the deeply intense look in her eyes. I tease her by taking it right to the cock-twitching edge, drawing such amazing energy from the incredibly lost look on her face as she connects with a place deep inside me. I feel the tops of her toes begin to gently caress my foot and watch as her gaze slowly travels upward from our point of connection to my tanned firm calf, to my muscular thigh, then I pull back at the base of my shaft with my book making me achingly hard, giving her the most erotic view I can with my swollen head pointed directly at her. Her toes lightly grip my foot as she stares hard for several seconds – her mouth dropping open as if she’s fantasizing about taking me in her mouth before her trip continues up to my eyes, locking onto them as I keep the deeply arousing pressure on the base of my shaft. I close mine for a second as intense sensations begin to race up my thighs, then open them again to find her direct horny gaze into my blue pools. Her toes seductively glide along my arch as we become even more deeply lost.
As I’m about to release my hypersensitive shaft from the stimulating pressure of my book, she gazes down in a frozen stare prompting me to dangerously keep the pressure on my full thick spasming cock. Time stands still for several seconds before those snake charming green orbs return to mine, drawing me deeper into her world, burning with lust as she watches mine glaze over and my mouth drop open.
I’m close, too close, but the ache and hunger is so strong that it all seems beyond my control. She flashes a devastatingly seductive look that connects deeply with my sexual soul, inviting me to climb higher. Eyes locked, her toes encouragingly caressing me, I become completely lost in her gaze as the tingling energy flows freely, intensely throughout my body taking me right to the edge.
My abs tighten, my mouth drops open as I dangerously approach the point of no return. Thoughts of backing off are instantly dwarfed by the overwhelming urge to show her whatever she wants to see. My mind spins as my upper body suddenly jerks forward. I look at her and somehow manage to mute my groan as an unbelievably strong orgasm rips through my body! Watching her face through my orgasmic fog I find her staring at my glistening, exposed, turgid cock with her mouth slightly open as waves of semen race up my shaft and explosively erupt onto my tanned thigh. Dear god she has the most incredibly aroused look on her beautiful face. My mind continues to spin as I ride the high of this incredibly intense climax, aching for her to see it all – every pulsation, every wave, all completely exposed for beautiful voyeuristic eyes to record. It feels so fucking intense, so impulsive, so amazingly freeing to let go after this long horny tease! I ease back fuzzy-headed and relaxed in the chair while I fly, watching her intently, wondering what intense fantasy is running through her sexy mind as she stares glassy-eyed at my spasming cock. Enjoying her gaze and the sensation of her toes still caressing my arch, I soak it all in for a good minute, then as my orgasm begins to face, lightly pull the bottom of the book binding back towards me coaxing the last few drops of semen onto my thigh. She looks up, our eyes lock, and I flash a gentle smile through my haze while enjoying the spark in those gorgeous eyes. Our gaze lingers as she queries my eyes to understand what I’m feeling and express her continuing hunger. As this long comfortable gaze ends, her face slowly softens until a warm smile appears informing me that she enjoyed this every bit as much as I did, before before returning to her studies.
Fuck, I can’t believe I took it this far!
Her toes are still gently touching my foot as my eyes move up her legs stopping upon finding a couple of drops of my eruption that splashed onto her firm calf. I look up to see her watching me. Our eyes meet and she immediately preempts any need to apologize with a warm smile before returning to her studies.
I ease the material back over my spent cock – an action met with a playful clearing of her throat and raised eyebrow in objection. I look at her as if to say really?. She smiles and shrugs, prompting me to happily capitulate by restoring her view, albeit one with my cock partially inside the wide open leg of my shorts vs. completely out in the open.
Fifteen minutes of study combined with playful flirtation pass, then sadly I see her begin to pack up to leave.
“Time for class” she says.
I frown. She smiles.
She loads up her backpack, then stands, pausing to again look into my eyes. This girl really has my number, I think to myself as erotic sensations from the past hour flood back into my body. She stretches, taking her time while knowing full well I’m admiring her firm, fit, lightly dressed body – a sight that reawakens my cock.
“Snake charmer” I blurt out.
Her eyes drift down, pausing as if taking a snapshot, then she smiles.
Again I eye her body “Damn, girl” I say with an approving smile.
She smiles, embracing both the verbal compliment, as well as the non-verbal one of my cock once again growing firm in the warm sunlight, then grabs her backpack off the table and eases her nicely manicured feet into her flip-flops.
“Have dinner with me tonight”. I request before sliding a post-it note with my contact information across the table.
She stares down at the yellow sticky but doesn’t pick it up.
“Hmmmmm, well when you dump whoever you’re seeing, let me know”
She raises an eyebrow as if to say ‘excuse me?’ then flashes a little grin.
“At the very least we should be study partners” I add.
“Not if I want to pass my classes” she fires back.
I briefly focus on the wet spot on her shorts.
“You might want to visit the blow dryer in the restroom before class”
“Good idea” she smiles, then takes in a quick glimpse of my erection before flashing a seriously flirty smile and heading off to class.
I relax back into the chair and close my eyes, attempting to capture all that had just happened while feeling deeply pleased with myself that I explored this unique opportunity to its fullest. I stare down at the sight she was viewing while reliving the erotic sensations of feeding the desires of this sexy voyeur. Just the thought of her takes me back into that sexual fog – a sensation I let wash over me for several minutes.
It all feels like a dream, but as I ease my swollen cock back into my shorts I realize this was no dream and I’m damn sure going to look for her around campus and hopefully find more opportunities to play. The odds of the two of us meeting and boldly exploring newfound mutual desires were long at best but the universe was certainly kind to us today.
My phone alerted me to a late night e-mail around 11pm.
“Mmmmmmmm today was so incredibly hot! Sleep well.
Awesome. She memorized my e-mail address.
I reply “So hot! I’m naked under a single sheet very much in the state your eyes coaxed me into today, reliving every moment”
She replies “Mmmmmmmm, ditto. Sleeping naked and looking forward to tonight’s dreams. ‘Night”
“Sleep well sexy woman. Let’s play again, soon.
I smile, knowing that looking around campus isn’t the only way to find her, then lay my tall athletic body down on top of the cool sheet and get lost in thoughts of her naked in bed while I slowly stroke myself to another intense orgasm before drifting off to sleep…
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The playful public adventures of these two coeds continues with the next chapter, that can be found here:
The Snake Charmer – Chapter 2 – Procrastination has its rewards
Thanks for reading. Comments, ideas, and shared fantasies are always welcome.