This is the next chapter of the adventures of two college students who by pure chance discovered their exhibitionist/voyeur inclinations. In order to understand the background and characters, I recommend reading Chapter 1 before reading this Chapter. Enjoy!
The warm sun on my 3/4 naked body, co-eds in bikini’s, and the sound of the ocean were all so addictive during a couple of hours of late spring competitive beach volleyball this morning, however I do have to get some studying in before a test this evening. After a quick shower and lunch I slip on a new pair of running shorts, a t-shirt and flip-flops then head to the campus study lounge – probably not the best place to concentrate given my encounter with the snake charmer a few weeks ago, but I can’t resist.
Glancing into the corner of the room I find my preferred chair occupied (the one facing the back wall where I entertained the inquisitive snake charming voyeur a few weeks ago), so I walk over and ease into the nicely cushioned opposing mission-style chair and immediately dive into my study material.
After an hour of cramming, I’m feeling good about my progress and take a short break to free my mind, during which my thoughts quickly turn to the memory of sitting in the now-empty chair across from me, and the snake charmer who helped me discover a deeply enjoyable exhibitionist side I never knew I possessed. I still vividly remember her curiosity about what was up the leg of my shorts and how surprisingly arousing it was to teasingly unveil my growing cock while she watched with such intense interest.
She and I have shared a few brief e-mail exchanges since then – mostly one liners when thoughts of our encounter crossed each other’s minds, and I’ve seen her around campus and at local beach restaurants – both times with a guy I assume to be her boyfriend. A smile comes over my face remembering the risks she took in engaging me in knowing glances, and the way she instantly got my playful non-verbal disapproval of how covered up her sexy body was when with him on these warm Spring days. I’m guessing that he’s the reason behind her conservative attire on those occasions, and he probably has no clue as to the sexy voyeur that lives inside her. All I know is from my perspective it’s a damn shame to cover up that toned, fit body, especially with the weather warming up in our college beach town.
After a couple of minutes of intensely erotic cock stirring thoughts of her, I’m finally able to get my head in the game and begin to review the material for a test this evening. I breeze through the material with relative ease until I’m distracted by a tall attractive woman wearing a short summer dress entering the room.
It’s Snake charmer. Damn, she looks good.
She searches the room looking for a place to sit, smiling when she sees me. I flash a warm inviting smile then give her lightly clad body a two second approving scan before pretending to read – hopefully causing thoughts of our little innocent distraction game to stir in her mind. The next thing I know she’s standing five feet away on the other side of the low table between us setting her tote bag on the floor.
I find her gaze easy to catch, and she’s very amenable to me checking out her toned body in that very short spaghetti-strap v-neck slip dress.
Our eyes meet in an intense stare – her mind, like mine, no doubt lost in thoughts of our first encounter, and she wastes no time checking out the bulge in my shorts before easing down into the chair making eye contact with a warm smile on her face.
So much for concentration on my studies.
I lean forward “How have you been?”
She smiles “Good. Crazy busy and really looking forward to summer. You?”
“Busy as well – studying plus training for the West Coast beach volleyball tour this summer. You should come out”
“Yeah, you’ll definitely see me at the beach”
I smile, picturing her hot, fit, body in a skimpy bikini, and judging by the look on her face she’s reading my thoughts perfectly.
Being in a quiet lounge, we end the conversation and settle into study.
She removes her shoes and extends her long olive completed legs out between the chairseat-height table between us and the large ocean view window placing her nicely manicured feet, tight calves, and long toned thighs alluringly on display. Sensations of arousal flow through my body as scan her legs, pausing at the hem of her little dress sitting high on her thighs before continuing up to the nicely manicured fingers grasping her book, the tastefully exposed cleavage of her full breasts, the tips of that shiny brunette hair gracing the tops of her well defined shoulders, and up to her pretty face where I discover she’s been watching me admire her body.
Horny energy immediately flows as our eyes lock in a stare that lingers for several arousing seconds – punctuated by her little mischievous grin. Her focus shifts to my lightly clad package, then back to my blue pools before we settle in to study, hopefully reprising our game where we distract the hell out of each other while doing so.
After finishing a few more pages I look up to find her focused on reading. Just seeing her sitting across from me again has me physically aroused, and although I’m facing into the room and can’t show any bare flesh, I make sure the state of my cock is readily apparent through the thin material of my new running shorts – a soft, white, slightly-sheer nylon material that brought snake charmer front and center to my thoughts when I tried them on in the store.
I need to study, but I can’t keep my eyes off of her, nor can I focus when her pretty green orbs are checking my body out when I’m trying to read. Within a couple of minutes we become locked in a dance, spiraling together into a steadily increasing state of arousal, deeply enjoying the mutuality of our risky erotic desires.
Again find myself admiring her sun-warmed bare legs – enjoying how she’s allowing the hem of her dress to teasingly creep up her thighs to the point where it’s barely concealing what’s covering her fabric-draped mound. It appears that she’s toying with me in a game of role-reversal, which has me aroused and excited to see what she has in mind. Her tease has me fantasizing about removing her panties with my teeth, eating her to climax, then burying my cock deep inside her which has me consumed with intensely horny thoughts.
My eyes rise to meet hers – those gorgeous eyes revealing that she’s been watching me in an equally aroused state while enjoying similar deeply erotic fantasies. A lingering gaze ensues as we slowly, steadily, find our way back to that intense connection we shared when we first met. I can’t get enough of the mesmerizing, cock-stiffening look in her eyes, nor does she seem eager for our horny stare to end.
I glance down at the small triangle formed by her closed thighs and the hem of her dress while wondering how far she’ll take this tease. Hopefully she’s feeling the same stimulating arousing sensations that I do when she’s staring lustfully at my body – wanting to show her voyeur all he wants to see. As she did to me, I need to seduce her into going as far as I want her to.
I slip back into the role-play of pretending to study with my cock firm and throbbing in my shorts while riskily leaving the right leg open a half-inch providing a teasing sliver of a view. A skimmed half-chapter later I look up to find her again peering over the top of her book at the outline of my charmed snake – an arousing sight that feeds my hunger causing me to grow to the edge of my shorts before her inquisitive eyes. I counter by gazing at the hem of her dress riding high on her firm thighs and still teasingly draped over her mound while getting lost in thoughts of us losing all control and fucking right here and now.
She grasps a highlighter in her slender fingers to mark a few lines in her book, and in pressing down gently on the spine, eases the hem of her dress up an inch revealing not the panties I fantasized about tearing off with my teeth, but a glimpse of her naked Sex.
“Mmmm” involuntarily escapes from my mouth upon discovering she’s here to reciprocate. In full role-play mode, she continues to study while acting like she’s oblivious, just as I did to her during our first encounter.
I study her face, wondering if she’s feeling that same rush I did when I fed her desires to see my naked flesh, and my answer comes when I find her staring at a single point on the page, face slightly flushed, those killer eyes glazed over.
Fully re-engaged in our connection, she squirms in her chair and draws her long legs up to sit with her knees bent and feet flat on the floor in front of her, albeit with her legs together, but making no attempt to pull the hem of her dress down lower. I smile at her tease then return to a very distracted scanning of the material for the upcoming test.
I get through maybe three pages before her movement catches my eye, watching as she sets her book down and stretches – arms above her head while arching her back – drawing my eye to a momentary revealing of a bit more cleavage. She stares down at my package, then up to my face to find me watching her while fantasizing about her naked underneath me in an explosive fuck. I turn up the heat with my lustful fixed stare into her glazed-over green pools for ten seconds before my eyes slowly drift down to find her legs slightly spread providing me with a teasing view of her naked pussy, which I soak up for several seconds before returning my gaze to hers. It’s late afternoon and the lounge is beginning to empty out, allowing me to slouch a little and bring the leg of my shorts outside the confines of my chair into the warm sun, making the material much more transparent. She looks down, smiling at the sight of my barely concealed sun-warmed erection, then relaxes in her chair, slightly easing her left leg open forcing the hem of her dress up just below her hip bones, allowing the sun to shine directly onto her fully exposed flesh.
I sense her peering over the top of her book to watch my eyes drift down to stare at her exposed clit and the ribbons of flesh of her supple petals for twenty cock-stiffening seconds before my eyes return to hers, finding her looking so incredibly turned-on. I know very well what she’s feeling – that desire to feed my voyeuristic hunger to see her exposed, and hopefully reading how I want to crawl across this table and explore that soft juicy flesh with my tongue. The look on her face speaks volumes – those two beautiful green pools reflecting such a deep state of arousal as exhibitionist juices flow throughout her beautiful body.
Feeding her fledgling exhibitionist desires and my voyeuristic hunger, I return to approvingly gazing between her legs while sensing her slowly relax further as she becomes more comfortable with being on display. I’m so fucking turned on seeing her readily turn the tables like this, and I make damn sure she knows it, through my libidinous stares and very visible erection.
My erotic thoughts are interrupted by the sensation of her toes on my calf playfully trying to coax my right leg open to give her a view of my bare flesh, and after glancing around the now mostly empty room, decide it’s somewhat safe. I smile and relax, allowing her to slowly open my leg until my package is fully visible sitting just barely inside the leg of my shorts.
We share an intense gaze that has us even more strongly connected than last time providing me with strong evidence that she’s feeling the same sensations I was during our first encounter.
I watch those green pools as I very subtly ease the material back an inch with my book giving her a better view of my precum-tipped member while fantasizing about her dropping to her knees and taking me in her mouth. She pauses and stares hard for several seconds before relaxing back into her padded chair with her ass at the edge of the cushion, then slowly eases her right leg open until I have a fully unfiltered view of her freshly shaved pussy.
Fuck, this girl is so much fun!
I still remain exposed barely inside the leg of my shorts, riskily giving her blatant evidence of what she does to me. I catch her gaze and once again we become locked into an arousing exploration through each other’s eyes that lasts a good thirty seconds. The fingers of her left hand graze the top of her thigh searching for the hem of her dress, and upon finding it at her hip bone, curls those digits gently under the hem of what is now effectively a long tank top and closes her eyes knowing just how exposed she is.
With my eyes now glued between her legs and my exposed cock throbbing, she continues the pretense of reading while I take in the sight of her perfectly formed sun-warmed petals, tracing those thin tanned ribbons of flesh up to the “v” of her hood, her skin freshly shaved clean with the exception of a small teardrop-shaped patch of close-cropped hair just above her clit. I’m in a fog of disbelief and deep arousal watching her overcome her nerves and reciprocate with equal intensity to my previous display – exposed and lost in our dance while somehow projecting this beautiful sexy aura.
I draw her eyes to mine, again engaging her in a lost, hungry, horny gaze, that as she did to me, encourages her to explore all she desires. My gaze elicits such a deeply aroused look on her face that I swear she could read my horny thoughts of crawling between those long legs to get a delicious taste, opening those light brown petals with the tip of my tongue as it makes its way up under her hood, teasing her clit, keeping her right on the edge until she’s had all she can take and cums in waves of orgasmic pleasure. The look in those pretty eyes intensifies, now reflecting a state of drunken arousal much like mine. I feed them by slowly, dangerously, exposing more of my hungry flesh now slipping slightly outside the confines of my shorts.
Her fingers glide onto the top of her open left thigh, nails digging gently into her soft skin as she watches me stare lustfully at her beautiful legs and fully exposed wet pussy while her hunger feeds off mine as well as my half exposed erection. I look down to watch her fingers glide up towards her exposed petals. A touch of nervousness comes over her face and she hesitates, then moves her hand up to the edge of her book. God how I’d love to see her let loose and touch those lips, but realize that exposing and touching are two very different things.
Her stare at my cock is so intense that I’m not even sure she knows I’m watching her until she hears my soft moan upon seeing her index finger ease down onto her clit and lightly caress that sensitive skin for a few seconds. That simple touch infused an obviously stronger than expected reaction in her mind and body causing her hand to hastily retreat to the edge of her book. I ease my fingers over the head of my cock and coat it with my precum leaving it just outside my shorts to bask in the warm sun. Her mouth drops open slightly in response and she stares while absentmindedly circling her clit for a good ten seconds before her nerves kick in and she pulls her hand away. A soft reassuring smile tells her I know exactly what she’s feeling, a smile she slowly returns amidst her fog of arousal.
She’s still nervous and in need of a little space, so I return to our role-play attempting to do some studying but finding it damn near impossible to concentrate with my dick hard and her pussy blatantly on display.
A page later, I look up to find her looking lost in all of this while staring at my exposure. She looks up into my eyes, pauses, then eases her fingers back onto her clit – a simple touch that causes her eyes to close and mouth to open. I can see her mind struggling with her body so I continue to read while making sure my hungry cock remains exposed for her prurient stares. Pretending to read no longer holds my interest and I look up to see her mouth drop open further as she slides one finger between her petals and eases it inside her pussy, then drags those wet juices up to her clit, pausing before beginning to tentatively yet sensually rub that firm, wet, tingling piece of flesh before again backing off. Our eyes meet in an extended gaze taking us to a deeply erotic place that seems to melt her inhibitions. I flash an encouraging smile and see the light in her mesmerizing green orbs brighten, and along with it, the confident, playful, snake charmer I met a few weeks ago emerges.
She sets her book on the table, and resumes her touch – tentatively at first, then slowly turns to steadily sensual touching as she spirals into a state of total submission to her desires as well as mine. Her focus drifts between my glistening cock, my encouraging eyes, and occasionally her book – all while having my undivided attention. I stare deep into her eyes the next time they meet hers, connecting with her and communicating how much I want her to enjoy this, to which she relaxes further, treating me to a slower, more sensual display. She watches me scan the large room for prying eyes, and I smile giving her confirmation that she’s completely free to continue, which she does, steadily stroking her firm clit with both of us engaged in a horny dance until her eyes close and her fingers ease off of her slick, too-sensitive-to-touch pussy lips, leaving them to pulsate in the warm sun for me to enjoy. She closes her eyes for several seconds, enjoying the sensations coursing through her hot body, squirming and lifting her tight ass off the cushion when she sees me watching her intently while fantasizing about fingering, licking and fucking her slick very wet snatch. She relaxes further, giving into her intense desires, touching slowly and sensually with her mouth slightly open for a couple of minutes until “ohhhhhhhhhhh” silently forms on her lips as intense sensations race into her body. She pauses, then touches repeatedly – every touch now bringing reactions as erotic energy swells in her half naked body. Her touch combined with the rush of me watching her in this somewhat public place have her completely lost in the moment – a feeling I know very, very well.
Snake Charmer gazes into my eyes. I stare back relaying how fucking turned on I am by her, then ease my eyes down to her untouched sun-drenched pussy – wet and so blatantly on display. She gives me several seconds before sliding her finger back onto her clit and gently stroking for both of our pleasures – this time slowing but not stopping when those familiar sensations surge through her sexy body. I extend my leg and ease my foot onto hers, caressing her soft skin, eliciting a sensual stare. She’s high, and so deeply lost in her arousal, closing her eyes momentarily upon feeling my arch glide along her firm calf. “Lost” doesn’t begin to describe the look in her eyes as we again stare for a moment before I return to blatantly gazing at her juicy exposure.
Extending my leg to caress her calf has caused my cock to slip completely out into the open. I glance past her and notice the chairs are all empty, save a few students off in the far corner easily 100 feet away, so I remain exposed. She stares hard, reacting with a moan when I run the tips of my fingers down the sensitive underside of my shaft and over my balls. Her mouth drops open as she eyes my unmolested thick erection, squirming in her chair as she sensually circles her clit with even more intent – our toes now caressing each other’s as every ounce of inhibition visibly drains from her tight sexy body. I grasp my shaft and slowly stroke while aiming it directly at her wet opening, prompting her to spread her legs wider as if she’s inviting me into her body. Her pace quickens, now intently driving her higher until those beautiful eyes close, and her hips discreetly raise up off the cushion. Nervous and excited, she strokes intently, while appearing to hang on the edge. Her mouth falls open and her eyes raise, locking hard onto mine, reflecting the intense fire burning inside her body as her glistening extremely wet sunlit pussy visibly throbs. This is all so risky, yet so fucking exciting for both of us.
In a final fuck-it moment, I release my rock hard erection, extremely riskily allowing it to point to the ceiling, then pull back firmly on the fabric with my book releasing my tight balls into the open. She moans softly “oh god yes” and stares at my bold exposure, while stroking more sensually and intently – her fine body squirming as she climbs. A flurry of strokes brings her right to the edge and her eyes drift upward to mine. Time stands still as she keeps herself on the edge, alternating between sensual touches, and blatant unmolested displays of her pulsating petals, getting so fucking lost in the moment. Her feral stare burns into my eyes, taking herself higher by the second until she flies hard over the edge, her mouth dropping open, head falling back, and hips rising off the seat cushion while attempting to mute the sound of her orgasm for any ears but mine. The look on her face and the way her body convulses tells me the climax electrifying her half-nude body is overwhelmingly intense.
She flies high into the clouds, visibly enjoying herself and in such a zone that she wouldn’t even know or care if someone else did see her – a feeling I know very well. I love how she trusts me to have her back while she explores such a long, sensual, incredibly arousing flight, at times with her eyes closed.
Those eyes slowly open, immediately finding mine – her face flushed, and those beautiful green pools glazed over as she continues her flight while gently stroking her obviously very sensitive clit and wet petals. I watch, rock hard and occasionally slowly, discreetly stroking my cock, as just the right touch of her slender fingers causes her ass to rise up, pushing her mound upward against her touch as a surge of pleasure enters her body. She stares hard, feeding off the look on my face when seeing how badly I want to crawl across the table and drive my erection deep into her tight wet snatch.
Taking her time coming down from her flight, touching until the sensations have subsided, she rests her slender fingers on her inner left thigh giving me an unobstructed view of her wet swollen box.
Our eyes lock. “That looked intense” I offer at a volume for her ears only.
She flashes a deeply satisfied smile. “Fireworks”
“My kind of fireworks”
She smiles and eyes my blatantly displayed erection “mine too”.
She lays back in total bliss for a good minute, before she lifts her ass off the cushion and pulls her dress down past her hip bones and closes her legs.
I clear my throat in mock protest.
She smiles “touche”, referring to her similar protest over me attempting to slip my cock back into my shorts after I came during our first encounter, then glides her left leg out brushing against mine and lays back in the chair with her hands clasped behind her head enjoying the warm sun on her naked wet pussy while gazing at my stiff dick.
I glance at the clock across the room and find I have 30 minutes before class starts, but I’ll take it down to the last second to be able to continue to enjoy the company of my post-orgasmic playmate. Watching her climax was so fucking arousing that I’m not sure my erection will subside in time for class – certainly not if her legs remain open and she continues to visibly enjoy my state of arousal, but I fully understand what she’s feeling – the emboldening power of this experience and the addictive desire for it not to end.
I impulsively slip my exposed flesh back into my shorts and step quickly over to sit on the table. She smiles and raises her left foot to the edge of the chair cushion to let me sit directly in front of her, then lowers it to the floor with her bent knee outside of mine.
I look into her eyes and place my hand gently on her left knee. “I want to get to know you. We could have a helluva lot of fun together. .”.
She stares back and touches my forearm.
“I’m not available right now” she pauses “but, please know that I find this is all so exciting, and incredibly liberating”.
“It’s all brand new to me, but yes, so incredibly liberating. You see how I react to you”.
“god yes. I love it!” She responds immediately. “And me to you – instantly wet” she adds.
Her eyes follow mine down between her spread legs to find her exposed petals coated with her slick juices.
“Looks tasty” I comment, using all the restraint in my body to refrain from touching her.
“Right back at ya” she responds, raising the fabric off of my erection leaving my cock and tight balls exposed.
“You’re glowing, Snake Charmer”
“That orgasm was sooooo strong. I’m still floating. I’ve had such an ache to be more impulsive lately, mostly driven by our first meeting a few weeks ago”.
“Like coming to campus completely naked under a short dress?”
“Well, I had panties on until I saw you in here and rushed to the restroom to remove them, hoping this seat would still be open”
“That is so hot!”
“I felt empowered and so aroused thinking of impulsively reciprocating for your wonderfully generous display during our first encounter. Something about you compels me to let loose and explore my erotic side”
“Ditto. I’ve never done anything even remotely like this before meeting you. I wasn’t sure what was driving your desire, I just wanted to give you what you wanted and became so fucking aroused that I took it far beyond what I’d even imagined I could”.
“I was turned on to the point of distraction for days afterward, and still so easily drift off to that state”
“As do I, thinking about the intensity in your gorgeous eyes, so perfectly communicating your hunger – reflecting a deeper state of arousal with each stage of my reveal”
“Such a fucking arousing tease – making me wonder if your exposure was accidental or intentional until you started to grow hard, and I knew. I’m getting wetter just thinking about it” she responds as her fingers lightly caress my erection and testicles.
“I want you in my life this Summer. No more conservative attire hiding your rockin’ hot body. If I had my way, you’d be in only a skimpy bikini bottom at the beach and downtown” (our little beach town allows women to be topless).
Her eyes light up.
“And your buff torso naked like I saw you on the beach this morning?”
She stares silently for several seconds and puts her free hand on my thigh. “So, I’m at the beginning of a transition in my life. That first encounter with you triggered something inside me that spoke to the foundation of who I am, and who I want to be. My circle of friends is very conservative and deeply religious. I love them all, but like I said earlier, I have this ache to be completely free to explore, experiment, make mistakes, and find my way to being true to myself at my core, without being restricted or judged”.
“That’s the right way to live one’s life, in my opinion, especially at our age” I pause. “I’m amazed at how comfortable you are right now”
“Well, that speaks to what I’m going through. You and I have found a connection through something that deeply arouses us, and we’re exploring it. Some would say that a ‘good girl’ wouldn’t be sitting in a study lounge with her pussy on display after masturbating in front of a guy she barely knows, but we’re not hurting anyone, and I’m enjoying a wonderfully deep sense of continual arousal sitting here with you like this”.
I ease my hand up her thigh and begin to lightly caress her swollen clit and wet petals with the back of one finger, eliciting a soft purr. “You’re right, we’re not hurting anyone, and screw the whole judgy good girl thing”
“Now, while I would love to hang out in only that skimpy bikini bottom, I need time to complete my transition. I don’t want to hurt my friends feelings, or shock them by seeing me half-naked before I’ve told them of the changes I’m making in my life. I’ll have to deal with their condemnation either way whether they are still friends or not”. She smirks.
“I get that one-hundred percent. I suppose that’s one test of friendship, whether they love you for you, or place conditions on that love”.
“Time will tell. Not to mention, I’m in a relationship that I’m pretty sure is over, at least from my perspective””.
I look down at her caressing my bare flesh. “I appears so” I smile.
She smile warmly. “You don’t strike me as the no-sex-before-marriage type”
“I respect those who feel that way, but no, that’s not me. Hey, whatever you need during this time, if I can help, don’t hesitate to ask. Ok?”
“Thanks, I will do that, Snake”
“Samantha. Sam for short”
We shake hands with a grin on our faces.
“Ever fantasized about us taking this much further, late some Saturday afternoon with this room empty, where we tease each other while getting completely naked and have intense, risky sex?”
She looks into my eyes. “I sure have. Bucket list?”
“Will, a connection is paramount as a prerequisite to everything I’ve said. I felt that half-way through our first encounter – an attraction that went beyond sexual hunger”
“Very much so. I saw something in your gorgeous mesmerizing eyes that connected us and drove my desire to give you whatever you wanted to see”
I glance up at the clock. “Crap, I have to get to class for a test”
“To be continued, Snake?”
“To be continued, without a doubt, Sam”
She smiles, then looks down at her fingers gliding over my shaft, staring for several seconds as her fingertips explore my aroused flesh. She firmly squeezes my shaft, forcing a drop of precum to appear, which I scoop up with one finger and ease to her lips. She smiles, and sucks my finger clean.
She reciprocates, sliding one finger onto her pussy alongside mine, then easing her juice covered digit into my mouth causing me to turn rock hard in her grip.
I lean forward to kiss her on the cheek, whispering in her ear “I’m ten seconds away from penetrating you”.
She moans in mine “And some day you will, just not yet, Snake”
I sit up, and lock onto her eyes as we continue to touch each other for several seconds, before she drapes the thin fabric back over my cock.
“Now go ace that test”
“I’d rather crawl between your legs and lick you to another orgasm”
“Mmmmmm. Our bucket list is growing”
“Yes it is beautiful woman” I respond, reluctantly easing my fingers off her wet flesh before sliding back over to my side of the table to pack my backpack.
She smiles and stretches her long legs back out alongside the table in the late afternoon sun, leaving the hem of her skirt brushing the top of the teardrop shaped patch of close-cropped hair above her clit.
“How do you expect me to go to class and take a test in this condition?” I inquire with a smile while sporting a serious tent.
“Ice water?” she says with a little smirk.
I laugh in response to her quick wit.
Reaching into my backpack, I retrieve a pair of Polo cotton shorts then look down and slowly scan her half-naked body while slipping them up my legs and fastening them.
“No!” she fires back with disapproval.
My eyes drift down between her legs for a few seconds, soaking up one last view of her wet pussy, then I lock onto her eyes for ten seconds before walking by her and gently placing my hand on her shoulder before heading off to class, feeling horny and less than confident about my ability to focus on a test. The warm weather and commensurately clad co-eds I encounter on the way to class don’t help, but I do manage to get there a little early allowing me to breathe and regroup. When test time comes, I’m all set, that is until I feel my phone vibrate and check my text messages to find a “Good Luck” message with a pic of the snake charmers pretty face – lips puckered sending me a kiss.
“Minx 🙂 ” I text back a minute before the exam begins, then try to change focus somehow hoping to channel all of this energy for thirty minutes into doing well on the test, despite persistent thoughts of incredibly hot sexy Samantha swirling in the back of my mind, and all of the erotic fun we might have in the future.
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Thanks for reading. Comments, ideas, and thoughts about mutual interests are always welcome.
The next chapter in this story line can be found here: Chapter 3 – Snake Charming In the Cereal Aisle