Infatuation Hurts (Wave and xavierrol)

[WaveVelour]

Most of them sure, but not every student at the library was there to study. One particular gal had just thought that the awkwardly silent work environment that the place offered should be quite fitting for what she wanted. It sounded like a fun challenge. After all, in there, she had to be quiet and calm while occupying one of the many tables, not to disturb those studious gals and boys who surrounded her. None of said traits could be used to describe Kinsey, though. She was restless and mischievous. And surely kinky, who wasn't afraid to take the necessary steps to realise her fantasies, no matter how wild. To tell the truth, the library must be one of the least likely places one would expect to find her. On the other hand, the opposite could be said about her current boyfriend. That smart geek. Always sensible and composed. Perhaps that was the reason she adored him so much, because he was so different to her, in a rather intriguing opposites attract sort of manner.

Given the number of midterm exams that were supposed to be taken that week, the library was understandably a bit crowded. Thankfully, Kinsey shouldn't need to go through an aimless search to find an empty chair to put her pretty butt on. On the bottom floor of the building, she walked past tall and orderly bookcases, strode between the tables, venturing deeper into the main study area. On this marginally cool autumn afternoon, a pair of semi-opaque tights kept her legs warm, over which she wore denim shorts. On top, her pink jacket complemented the girl's lips, her dirty blonde hair looking half tousled as usual. The twenty-year-old-blonde was an appealing young woman. Tempting for one-night stands, but gruelling in long-term relationships.

Not quite bothered by the awful scraping sound it made, Kinsey pulled a chair out upon approaching the table at which her boyfriend sat. "Hello pudding." The blonde announced her arrival as she had a seat across him. Given the open notebook that lay on her side of the table, she must have invaded someone else's seat, which she didn't really care. Her teeth and tongue briefly showed through her lips as the carefree blonde chewed her gum. "How are you, my little bee?" She leaned back, her thighs subtly brushing against each other. Underneath her pink knickers, and inside her pink folds, she wore something additional. A little toy, also pink, that promised big fun. Somehow, Kinsey had managed to resist the urge to turn it on. Instead, she intended to let her boyfriend do the honours. Right then and there.

"Well I have a surprise." As her eyebrows rose, a playful smile turned up the corners of her lips. It was the same expression she made whenever something naughty crossed her mind. She admittedly enjoyed meddling with the poor guy's boundaries. And unfortunately, Kinsey was either too self-centric or just naïve to make out the possible clues that might suggest that he wasn't quite fond of things she herself found so amusing. Before she could elaborate on her so-called surprise, a decent looking brunette came near to tower beside her. Undoubtedly puzzled, and frustrated, that someone had stolen her seat during the small break she had.

A rather meaningful throat-clear made Kinsey turn her head towards the girl. Although she wasn't an exceptionally brilliant blonde, she could tell why this random gal seemed upset. "Oh, your chair?" She simply asked.

"Well, yeah." Her answer came rather quickly.

"Want to share it?" Kinsey added with a little wink, putting a hand on her lap, which was enough to rip a grunt of irritation from the girl. Hurriedly picking her belongings, she stormed off. "Who was that?" She asked her boyfriend next, this time without a playful wink or smile.

 

[xavierrol]

Xavier was definitely one of those majority of students that was there to study. His whole life his parents had wanted him to go to college as if it were the only possible path of success. Now that her was here there was constant pressure to get good grades and perform at his highest levels. It had been easy in high school, his parents were right there, he never had a car or even a serious girlfriend. But now there were, distractions and he was living on his own, not exactly on his own but in a dorm with guys his own age who were all out from under parental thumbs for the first time. But it was girls who were the biggest distraction. Suddenly being a good student was a bit more popular than it was in high school. As he looked over at his study partner, Chelsea he thought about how he would have killed for a date with someone like her a year ago. She was his lab partner in bio-chem and they had hit it off from the start. He smiled as he looked over at her, thinking that the only reason he wasn't dating Chelsea, is that he had an even hotter girlfriend.

Kinsey was that hot girlfriend, but she was rarely at the library so Xavier wasn't afraid to let his eyes follow Chelsea as she excused herself for a short break. Just as he was about to return to his book, that hot girlfriend showed up. "Kinsey, hey what are you doing here?" There was a small hint of concern at so unexpectedly seeing his girlfriend on a study night. His study habits, as strong as they are, were no real match for Kinsey's sex appeal. He sighed, knowing the distraction was dangerous for him this close to mid-terms. But still, one look at her and he couldn't exactly say no to her. Especially when she announced he had a surprise.

Thoughts of books and chemistry equations melted quickly from his thoughts. He knew that look, that sexy naughty look. Like Pavlov's dog he reacted immediately, except he wasn't drooling. Instead he felt an almost immediate throb of erotic pleasure and his cock start to stiffen in his pants. Kinsey could likely lead by the dick right off a cliff if she set her mind to it, well her body more precisely. But for a moment he was reminded of why he didn't need this distraction as Chelsea showed back up. He sighed, knowing he should be studying as he looked at Chelsea. But then he laughed at Kinsey's little joke about seat sharing and that seemed to be the last straw for his lab partner who stormed off.

"I really should be studying." He said in about as close to a sound of defiance as he could muster as the was in the presence of the hottest girl he had ever talked to and was amazed he was dating. He took the warning change in Kinsey's voice to snap him out of any thoughts of doing anything besides what she wanted to do at this moment. Consequences be damned. "Her? That's just my lab partner, Chelsea." He said as if he hardly knew the girl. "So what's this surprise?" He asked, once again offering Kinsey his undivided attention and devotion.

 

[WaveVelour]

It was quite unfortunate that her dearest boyfriend did know that Chelsea chick, and in fact had elected to pair up with a girl for his studies instead of opting for a preferably boring guy. Granted, it would have been rather hypocritical of her if she had complained about girls flirting with boys who already had amorous partners, but Xavier was quite special to her. He wasn't hasty to bed her, tended to lift her spirit, and always managed to make her happy in general. Someone who didn't see her merely as a nutty blonde with a pretty pair of legs that weren't necessarily difficult to spread.

"Lab partner?" Squinted eyes, narrowed lips, and a blank stare accompanied some rather perilous images that spontaneously flashed into her mind. It wasn't difficult to guess whom she was tormenting in her head. She could be quite a dangerous woman, if she had enough reason to hate someone. Her bold nature didn't come with many restraints, making her an unpredictable person. "Well not anymore." Kinsey muttered. On the other hand, she wouldn't be all bitter and salty just because her boyfriend shared a bloody table with a student in the library. So, Kinsey beamed at him again.

Soft palms perched on the table as the blonde slid her hands towards the young man. There was something quite attractive about a handsome man busy working. Probably because of all the ways a playful gal could distract him from his studies. Kinsey wasn't tall enough to reach her from where she sat. As her arms lay flat, she rested her chin on the table. Looking up at him with a smile, her charming visage must be prettier than any book to study. "Baby, I can help you too." Kinsey suggested. Of course, her knowledge of the subject Xavier was busy studying was rather poor. Like any other academic subject, really. "You can trigger all kinds of chemical reactions in me." The playful blonde giggled.

Her face remained in place, but she pulled her hands back, and under the table. As if she would have preferred to be in a club, her hips danced from side to side, which earned a puzzled glance from the table next to theirs. Tasks such as sitting quietly that would be trivial for others were difficult for Kinsey. However, her plan was to make it even harder. "Anyhow, I went shopping." Kinsey leaned back again, and tossed something across the table. It was her shorts. Gladly, her tights made her look like she was wearing a pair of leggings, if one weren't curious enough to cast a more intent glance at her thighs. Otherwise, catching a glimpse of some vibrant pink showing through the dark material of her hosiery could be possible from certain angles, which those nerdy library-goers probably wouldn't dare without some kind of motivation.

"Can you give me my phone?" Kinsey asked, extending an arm towards him. It was in her pocket, after all.

 

[xavierrol]

Xavier knew that voice and that look and knew that he was very much on thin ice. He looked up, making sure to give his girlfriend his undivided attention. She could be demanding, actually she was demanding, almost all of the time. But having been so recently upgraded from having to stroke his own cock to having her occasionally do it for him, there was simply no way he would risk her wrath when she used that tone with him. Chelsea was nice and all, but he couldn't imagine her doing the kinds of things for him that so amused Kinsey or looking half as sexy doing it. No for all her mischief, Kinsey was the center of his world no matter what his parents thought about college. It wasn't hard to imagine Kinsey taking it out on Chelsea either and he was oddly aroused by that thought.

"Yea, sure of course." He agreed, though he couldn't imagine how that conversation was going to go or how they might explain it to their professor. Chelsea was damn good and bio-chem too, but he wasn't going to get much pleasure from test tubes and bunson burners, not like he would get from the girl staring at him from across the table. He gave a sigh of relief as she seemed to let it go and once more beamed at him with those devilishly beautiful eyes. Perhaps he was about to learn what she had come into the library for to find him? He knew he should be focused on his study, but he needed to keep her beaming, not scowling at him.

He had no idea what her game was today, but he had a bemused smile on his face. Kinsey was like a force of nature, you couldn't stop her, you just had to hang onto your ass and live through it. She was, in a word, adorable with her chin on the table and her arms splayed out towards him. "Oh yea, how's that?" He asked, resigning himself to having to play her game until she tired of him for the night. "That does sound interesting." He admitted as she talked about triggering chemical reactions within her. She was in a playful mood and those could be quite entertaining, though perhaps not appropriate for the library.

He should probably be more worried when he her hands disappeared beneath the table, but frankly what kind of trouble could she make in the library? He clearly didn't yet appreciate the depths of her creativity when it came to sex and mischief. He could see that her wriggling was attracting more attention from those around them. Sexy girls like Kinsey were not exactly common place in the library and Xavier felt a surge of pride as he could see envious eyes upon them. He was about to ask about her shopping trip when suddenly her shorts were laying on the table. "What are you doing?" His voice nearly cracked in panic, she wasn't going to strip here was she?

Xavier was still being on his best behavior in fear of offending Kinsey again. So without dwelling too much on the inappropriateness of her shorts being on the table, he reached in and pulled out her phone. He handed it to her outstretched hand. This was definitely Kinsey's show, and he was buckling in and holding on.

 

[WaveVelour]

Given that he was a more level-headed person than she was, who didn't have her silly recklessness in common with her, Xavier had taken her little undressing stunt quite well actually. Still, he understandably didn't seem quite sure about his girlfriend putting her shorts on the table. Kinsey found that small perplexity incredibly cute though, letting out a short giggle in return. Her bottom lip tucked behind her teeth, she wiggled her little fingers, waiting for him to hand her phone. Since he was such a good guy, he of course didn't think about going through her phone before putting it on her hand. However, none of her recent texts was something to mull over. Some photos could be considered rather inappropriate, but she had taken them to send him anyway.

Resisting the urge to share a little story on Instagram, as if she being at the library was such a foreign concept, she simply kept her phone in her hand, and her pretty eyes on the young man. "That's not what I bought, though." Kinsey suggested. It wasn't a clothing store where she had gone, but it sold items that could be worn, one of which she currently had on, really. For a moment, the blonde glanced across the table, looking at boring stuff such as books, notebooks, and pens. "Maybe you should drop one of those pens on the floor." The playful blonde flashed her eyebrows once. Under the table, she slowly spread her knees. As her lovely thighs moved aside, a thin outline presented itself between them. Like a pink antenna, one end of the toy stuck out of the waistband, while the other, thicker, part disappeared into her slit. An interesting fact an attentive stare could verify even through her knickers and tights.

Humming a playful tune, Kinsey eventually pressed her thighs back together, soft fingers tapping and swiping on her phone. She opened an app, which looked quite simple. At the top, it said 'remote control.' However, Kinsey suspected he already knew what was going on. It looked like a game, really. A pink little dot sliding across the screen and drawing a continuous straight line. A quite boring line, that is. Dragging one's fingers up on the screen could easily change that by causing an instant excitation within the girl's pants, while the opposite would lead things towards this boring, idle state. So, that was her surprise, allowing him to conduct a one girl orchestra of sorts. Hopefully, it was enough to beat an obligatory study on plasmids, enzymes, and whatnot.

After placing it down, she pushed her phone across the table. "Wanna play with me?" Kinsey asked. As usual, it was more of a demand. Widening her already fairly big eyes, she gave out a soft chuckle. "Please, play with me pudding." Her tongue twirled in her mouth, dragging the gum from one side to the other. Frankly, it wasn't quite clear whether she wanted it for her own selfish desires, or just wished to amuse her boyfriend a little during a monotone study session at the library, which was quite an inconvenient place to try out her new toy. "I'll be quiet, I promise." Kinsey claimed, offering a couple of quick nods. And anyone who knew her, knew her closely at that, should be able to tell how difficult of a promise that might be to keep for this expressive blonde, who was hardly known for her subtleness.

 

[xavierrol]

"You're going to get us both in trouble." He said but there was no conviction in his voice and she had certainly heard this from him before. Of course getting banned from the library was of no consequence to her, he did spend a fair amount of his time here. It had up to now been something of a refuge for him where he could be the full time college student his parents wanted him to be. Had he perhaps been reading a bit more between the lines with his girlfriend rather than simply listening to the words she spoke to him, he might have anticipated that she would eventually invade this inner sanctum of his. The library was, up to now, like a defiant bastion of independence for Xavier from Kinsey's affectionate dominion over him. Here she was with her figurative battering ram, ready to storm the gates of his last place of refuge. No, he didn't even think of invading the sanctity of her phone, though he was often curious about what she did when she was demanding his undivided attention or devotion.

But she did hold his attention with her charm and he hung on her every word. "So what did you buy?" He replied, careful to not sound snarky as he continued to walk on egg shells in not wanting to set his girlfriend off and cut himself off from the pleasures of her sexy body and mind. He was still several steps behind in her little game, which was not at all unusual. But with a slightly frustrated but still amused sigh he knocked a pen off the table then moved his chair back and bent down. The way she spread her legs for him, well it simply cemented the reason why he was willing to jump through her hoops as she encouraged him to take in the sight of her game. Rather than the delightful shape of her stocking and panty clad vulva there was something foreign in outline. He puzzled over it for a few moments but simply had never heard of such a device. It had to be a sex toy of some sort but how it worked he had no idea. The table was too big across for him to reach out and touch her and he didn't exactly want to be caught under the table between her knees if they were discovered.

He felt a warmth in his balls and base of his cock as he started to get hard. He wasn't sure what the game was, but any game that involved sliding something into Kinsey's sweet pussy was bound to be sexy and fun. As she showed him the app on her phone he began to piece things together. "No way." He said, truly impressed with both the ingeniousness and naughtiness of the device, just like Kisney! It was enough to make him close his book and pick up the phone as she slid it to him. "You know it." He said, showing some enthusiasm despite the risk they were both taking, well he was since she didn't care about getting tossed from the library. He looked at her as he held the phone and began to flick his finger up and down over the phone. It was just a few exploratory squiggles as he smiled like a kid on Christmas morning. "But you gotta stay quiet Kinsey, I mean it." His voice had a certain pleading quality about it as he gave her three low pulses with his finger playing lazily up and down the phone screen. As if he were testing her ability to stay quiet and resist the pleasure being pulsed into her hot little pussy.

 

[WaveVelour]

Library, gym, chess club, classrooms, his room, his bed: Kinsey wouldn't use the fancy word sanctuary for any of those places. There wasn't really a place her boyfriend could retire to if she wanted to be with him. If needed, she would have knocked at the front door of his parents' house too. It was one of the many downsides of dating her: a diminished breathing space. And the more Kinsey loved someone, the more she choked them, which she herself liked as well, albeit in a different, physical sense. Certainly, she wasn't the right girl for people who preferred things rather vanilla. Or people who wished to tread a stable and smooth path in their academic lives. The one she led others tended to be a bumpy road, roughened up by numerous kinks along the way.

A smile more cheerful than mischievous blossomed across the blonde's lips as Xavier agreed to let her have her public fun. Although she was pretty confident that he would eventually comply, she had been unsure how much persuasion she would need to do. That was the magic of a pair of pretty legs parting, she supposed. It tended to make people more cooperative. "I will!" Feeling excited, Kinsey exclaimed, already failing to be the quiet good girl in the library. Her somewhat loud enthusiasm brought some huffs and puffs. Looking around, Kinsey repeated, "I will…" quieter this time. She didn't care what others thought of her, and wasn't concerned about a possible ban from the library. When she made an ingenuous promise that involved her loved ones though, she usually tried to keep it. In this case, that also depended on her boyfriend too, as some patterns and intensities would be rather distressing for her. "That's why I'm chewing a gum." Opening her mouth, rather widely at that, she showed it to her boyfriend. "To have something to bite on." Kinsey explained.

The exploratory vibrations that tickled her from inside made the girl find out that the device indeed worked. Perfectly, really. A butterfly in her pants, flapping its wings. They were rather tame, especially for a kinky gal such as Kinsey. However, the toy coming to life for the first time still made a shiver run down her spine. Her legs briefly tensed, her hips slightly thrusting out. "Oh, that feels so nice…" her hips slid down the chair a bit, more of her legs moving under the table. Her palm pressing against the edge of the table, Kinsey's ring finger began to draw little circles on the wooden surface. "So nice..."

Out of the corner of his eye, the student sitting at the table beside hers checked her legs. From the calve, up to the thigh. Sadly, the table leg on her right obstructed the pink fabric that faintly showed through her tights. Like most guys, he too thought it was not noticeable, just because he wasn't doing it so blatantly. Like them, he was wrong. Admittedly Kinsey liked that, when people discreetly checked her out. She also loved being feisty, though.

"Hey!" Thick eyebrows were narrowed at the poor guy. "Are you staring at my legs?!" Kinsey called him out on it. Loudly and clearly. Of course, he turned his head, playing that little 'she must be talking to someone else' game, knowing very well that offering some kind of explanation, or merely defending himself, would make the matters worse for him. "Right in front of my boyfriend too." Kinsey pressed on. Granted, her lack of shorts pretty much encouraged a stare, but others didn't know that. And people tended to be biased in favour of her in these particular situations.

After that little setback, which should help the blonde keep her body away from prying eyes to some degree, she faced Xavier again. Looking at him easily undid her knitted brows. She mouthed the word, "More."

 

[xavierrol]

Like the proverbial boiled frog, Xavier was so comfortable in the warm water of Kinsey's adorably sexy games, he didn't realize how moment by moment she was turning up the heat. She slowly but steadily invaded every safe place he might somehow cool off and continued to edge him towards a perpetual roiling boil of being her sexual plaything. It was, however, in any objective sense, a pretty sweet way to get boiled. At the moment though, the only rising temperature he was aware of was the contents of his shorts as he thought about the connection of the line at his fingertips and Kinsey's hot pussy. Sure he would prefer to be down there licking her himself, but he could hardly to THAT in the library. He naively felt as if he had the upper hand for a brief moment in their relationship. He had a little twisted half smile on his face as he began to consider the possibilities.

Almost immediately she shook his confidence with her enthusiasm, drawing looks from neighboring tables. "You might need more than gum.' He teased her, but somehow his teasing was always mild compared to hers. "It is important you know, that you keep quiet." He reinforced, trying to sound stern with her, as if he were the man in their relationship and somehow had control over his woman. Somehow holding the remote control gave him the illusion of power over her and their relationship. His arousal was growing and with it her control over him, she had him by the dick and they both knew it.

His eyes held hers as she twitched slightly, though he was missing much of the show below the table, he enjoyed being eye to eye with her. It was like a test of wills between them and he was sure he had the upper hand, at least as long as she could be quiet. His focus was broken and he jumped somewhat startled as her voice boomed in the library in accusation of a boy staring at her. He kind of shrugged as the offending pervert seemed to want to shrink into the floor, clearly more afraid of Kinsey than of him despite her diminutive size. She had a razor sharp wit and wasn't afraid to use it. He had to admit to a certain sense of pride to be sitting there with her, having her announce that HE was her boyfriend. He had never really held that title before, and never dreamed it would be with someone as beautiful and sexy as Kinsey. He smiled proudly as he looked back at her, the idea that people were looking at them usually made him nervous which he was, but he also felt kind of cocky as his index finger went to her phone.

He swirled his finger making a rough 'm' across the screen, one eyebrow raised as he watched how Kinsey reacted. Following her suggestion he then made an 'O' his finger tracing up then down low, changing the amplitude and the frequency of the vibrations. He could hear the slight buzz, but mostly he watched her reaction to his touch on the phone. He felt like a wicked puppet master with a very sexy marionette. As long as she could keep her voice down, this was going to be a lot of fun. "Shhhhhh" He hissed softly to her, the index finger of his free hand against his lips as he scolded her gently. He continued with his spelling, going to the 'R' and decided on the more dramatic capital version to give Kinsey's sweet little pussy a little variety. "You like that?" He was feeling pretty in control as he went for the "E" starting at the top to get her going quick, then slower but deeper as he did a script version with rounded arcs, slower but deeper.

 

[WaveVelour]

Certainly, whoever would get to command the little big troublemaker within her pants would have quite a bit of control over this naughty blonde's bodily reactions, which should be infinitely more intriguing than studying some random chemical reactions written in a textbook. One didn't need to try hard, or be exceptionally skilful to impose a great deal of sensation on Kinsey when one commanded that little toy, to stir an overwhelming excitement into her pussy, which was rather susceptible to such vibrations. While using that interesting app, Xavier surely had significant control, which Kinsey had granted herself. Willingly, and eagerly. What she really liked, however, was making her partners lose control.

Probably still living the hard-to-shake-off shame of being publicly scolded by a girl, the inoffensive admirer of her legs was on his way outside, sporting a face redder than usual. Apparently, her significant other was somewhat amused by her little outburst from earlier. That was what the smile he wore hinted at, after all. "Oh, you like that?" Kinsey questioned. "People looking at me like that?" Tilting her head to one side, she raised her eyebrows at him. "Be careful, darling." She warned him. Just because she had handed Xavier the remote control, it didn't mean she had loosened the invisible collar on his neck, which didn't run on batteries. "Don't make me do something you'd love." Kinsey implied.

Since she hardly needed to see her phone when she had a direct and instantaneous feedback, the girl kept her eyes on her boyfriend. She was unable to make out the little letters he drew with his digit, albeit feeling them only too well. Her hips jerked twice, the timing coinciding with the upper corners of the "M." Arguably, a "W" would work better, because of the number of peaks it had. And it was also the coolest letter there is. The pink little dot at the top plotted a sine Wave with the following letter. Her eyelids slowly curtained her eyes, before the girl opened them again. "Hmm…" She let out a soft moan. A studious student in the library mulling over the lecture notes she tried to comprehend. Clearly.

The upper edge, or arc for that matter, of the E briefly gave the blonde what someone like her deserved. That little moment which teased the full intensity of the device made the girl arch her back. Her chest was pushed out as the girl held her breath for a few seconds. Clutching the edge of the table, she stared at him quietly. Nodding and nodding. Yes, it felt quite good. And she liked it.

To fight off a certain urge growing inside her, Kinsey opted to look out of the large windows, which provided the study area with ample sunlight while filtering the heat. A spectacled girl who sat beside the windows was also looking up in the sky. Kinsey eyes met hers when she turned her head. "Hope it doesn't rain." With a friendly smile not as meaningful as the ones she flashed at her boyfriend, she told her. The girl just offered a forced smile people tended to do when they didn't know what to say. With that, her gaze returned to Xavier. "I'd hate to get wet."

 

[xavierrol]

Just as Xavier was beginning to get comfortable with the situation, his volatile as she was beautiful girlfriend reminded him of his place. He had to admit that he loved the way so many guys looked at her with lust and him with envy. But his pride dimmed a little as she told him to be careful. "Maybe a little" he confessed about liking it. But he had his own insecurities especially when it came to keeping her as his girlfriend that he didn't want to push her. "I won't." He said, properly chastened but happy to get back to the subject of Kinsey's new toy.

For anyone not familiar with the context of the situation, they might mistake that first moan for intellectual engagement. But looking and Kinsey's face there was no doubt it was much more primal than that. The corners of his lips curled up into a wicked grin as he watched her head nod in agreement that she liked it. He could tell she meant it, she was almost even behaving, staying relatively quiet.

He was a little startled when she spoke to the spectacled girl behind him, whom he hadn't even realized she was there. Kinsey was always on the verge of doing something Xavier would consider inappropriate and he knew she loved an audience. He practically giggled a little when Kinsey said she would hate to get wet. It all felt so deliciously naughty.

"You want more?" He asked, almost as if she were his pet and not the other way around most of the time. "Remember you promised to stay quiet." He reminded her, hoping she would respect that this was an important place to him. Having learned the basics of the device from his little spelling experiment, he was pretty sure now he knew how to get the most out of her little toy. And feeling more confident than he should that she would respect his demand she stay quiet, he felt like he actually had the upper hand.

The feeling of power over Kinsey's sweet little body was more than enough to make Xavier forget all about his studies, at least for a while. He was high on having such control over his headstrong girlfriend, watching her quiver and squirm at the merest touch of his finger. She always made him hard and horny but this was something else. But then he started to realize the trap she had laid for him. Here he was getting her off, as his cock got hard and his balls began to ache. The more he pleasured her the more he needed her desperately, it was like falling into quick sand, the more he struggled the deeper he got.

He looked deep into her eyes, setting his jaw determinedly as if resolving to take control he held up his finger like he was showing the #1. He slowly and deliberately placed it onto the screen of her phone. Quite deliberately he began sliding his finger up to the very top then down to the very bottom. Up and down over and over, 6 then 12 times enough for her to feel the steady pattern of extremes. Then without warning he stopped, counting two spaces of the previous frequency before starting again. Just enough to keep her off balance. Up and down, up and down, then a stop as he watched her struggle to keep her own promise and stay quiet.

 

[WaveVelour]

Boringly quiet and dull study environment offered by the library could hardly be considered a good place to find some excitement. She was just sitting at a stationary table, yet found herself enjoying a different kind of rollercoaster ride. Matching the peaks of the zig-zag pattern her boyfriend's finger left on her phone, her chest rose up and down, muscles in her legs pulsing. An invisible saw running between her thighs, it indeed made her expressive pussy yearn for more. She wasn't a woman difficult to arouse. The challenge was rather to properly satisfy said concupiscence, which Kinsey found herself battling with rather frequently. A battle she usually lost, at that. In this case, the longer she fought, the harder the defeat tended to be.

"I am quiet!" Not abundantly quietly, Kinsey's high-pitched voice breezed across the table, which didn't fail to earn some bitter glances from surrounding tables. Firmly holding on to the edge of the furniture, she leaned in a bit, looking the part of a tigress on the verge of attacking. Since she wasn't the most stable girl on campus, it wouldn't have been a big surprise if she had just darted out and flown at him. Thankfully, the little device in her pants made sure she didn't have full control of her pretty legs. Under the desk, the blonde kept them glued to each other. "More…" As her little fingers relaxed, she once again leaned back. As she did so, rounded members of her chest pushed the front of her unzipped pink jacket aside. Underneath two layers of clothing, the vibrations were improving the stiffness of her covered, pink little bumps.

Her golden strands dangled farther down as Kinsey felt the need to admire the ceiling. One of her soft little hands remained on the table, while the other perched on her knee, although that wasn't exactly where she wanted to have it at the moment. Tip of her tongue covered her bottom lip as she lolled her head more. "Better than the showerhead…" Behind her, there was a couple. Studying together, and looking rather cute while doing it. The girl didn't look exceptionally pretty. And Kinsey wouldn't call the guy a most charming hunk. Arguably, the library wasn't that romantic of a place, either. Those little doves didn't seem to mind though, when they had each other. The male dove wasn't interested in the upside-down face that was smiling in his direction. And his pair didn't need to feel jealous. Didn't need to rely on cheap games like handing her significant other a remote to carry on a relationship. They seemed connected, and happy. Slightly disturbed though. Undoubtedly because of Kinsey's awkward stares. "Oh, sorry…" She apologised.

Her eyes returned to Xavier then. "They are so cute!.." Kinsey quietly giggled. One could see the admiration in her big eyes, until it gradually faded away, along with her hearty smile. Her meaningful glances devolved into a blank stare of moodiness. Although she had no reason to suspect her boyfriend didn't really love her, it was a constant worry always present at the back of her mind. One way to fight off her daddy issues was having a damp pair of knickers. Lust helped her curtain many emotions, after all. Both good and bad. Her elbows propped up against the table, she rested her charming face between her hands. "Maybe I should ask for a refund." Her lips started to widen again, eyes narrowing. "If that's all it's capable of?" She suggested. Her fingers slid inwards, hands shielding her mouth, in case the young man was worried that she wouldn't be able to keep quiet.

 

[xavierrol]

She was quiet, or at least more quiet than he had feared, perhaps even more than he had hoped. Her performance, admirably subdued by her standards, was enough to draw the attention and perhaps annoyance of those around them, but not yet enough to draw the attention of the staff and with it possible retribution. Of course they could only 'punish' Xavier as Kinsey's studies such as they were would hardly be stunted by being banned from the library. So as much as he appreciated her being quiet, he also was frustrated by it. Here he had thought he would finally have something like an upper hand with her, but maybe he lacked the skill to use it properly. He had little idea of just how weak her legs were at the moment even if her face was under better control. Her sense of control in the face of such stimulation merely reminded him how much he had to learn about teasing her. It almost felt like she was the one teasing him as he was as hard as if she were focusing all of her attention on him.

Going back to his finger on the screen he was rewarded with seeing her arch back, face aimed at the ceiling. He smiled at her joke about the showerhead, knowing how much she enjoyed that warm wet marvel. His kinky girlfriend was rarely far from an everyday object from which she could derive pleasure, even as he tried to be that object as much as possible. He did however admire the swell of those most perfect of breasts as they stretched her top as she arched back. She saw another couple then focused back upon him. He smiled back at her as his finger eased back down to hold the line low and boring for a few moments.. But god how he wanted to do more with his fingers, his hands, even his mouth but here they were in the middle of the library. Damn but she knew how to tease him.

The she suggested she needed a refund. "Maybe." He said as he slid his finger up to the top, he could hear the buzz of the toy but he didn't immediately swipe back down. He held her gaze as she rested her pretty face on her hands. He watched her eyes narrow and his did as well, as if they were in something of a standoff. He pressed his fingertip into the screen much harder than was necessary, the nail turning white from the pressure. One corner of his mouth curled up as she covered her mouth as if she might be having trouble staying quiet. "I'm sorry you're disappointed in your new toy, but it has me as hot for you as I've ever been." Which was saying something. His mind started to think about some of the more secluded parts of the library where they might actually get away with something more than this. But is that what she had in mind. He knew he wasn't going to be able to focus on his studies any time soon. Which was probably what Kinsey wanted in the first place.

 

[WaveVelour]

An undisturbed line as smooth as her calves wasn't a particularly creative pattern. It was an effective one, rather. A practical approach to this "deviant girl in library who wished to feel hot" situation. Although still muffled by the tender folds that hugged the little toy, the buzzing became more prominent as her boyfriend kept his digit closer to the top of the screen. "Mph-h!" Kinsey pressed her paired hands harder onto her mouth. Her knees kissed each other. On the floor, her feet remained about shoulder width apart, legs forming an upside-down "V" below the top of the desk. The little bee in her pink pants did work consistently. It followed the commands emitted by her phone better than a most obedient dog, tickling the kitten that it was tasked with entertaining.

Given he tried to puncture a hole in her phone, Kinsey supposed it was safe to say that her deer boyfriend no longer felt shy about triggering some little tremors between her legs in the library. She liked to think that the hopefully tempting thought of doing the same thing not digitally lay behind that abundantly hard finger-press. "I don't think that's how it works, baby." Wearing her know-it-all face, she suggested. "You don't need to push it so hard." Kinsey continued. That little statement turned a nearby head towards her. Or a couple of puzzled heads. Not incredibly concerned about whom might be eyeing them—although that was the point of this little public occasion—she failed to notice that. Or just elected to pierce Xavier's eyes with her own instead of glancing around.

"You just have t-" A soft thud interrupted her words, which was the sound of her trainers meeting in the centre and bumping into each other. It was the spontaneous urge to clench her legs. Rather firmly. Apparently, the toy wasn't perfectly consistent. Sometimes it tickled better, it seemed. More intensely. Accordingly, that pink little toy ripped a shrill yelp out of the blonde, "H-UH!" her body jerking once. It was sudden, and short-lived. But also loud. That wasn't the first instance of she not abiding by the library etiquette. Thus, it shouldn't be a surprise that an upset staff member came to stand beside Kinsey soon. All the while the vibrator encouraged her expressive flower to form a darker spot on her sixty denier legwear.

A supposedly polite but stern, "Do you need anything, Ms?" made the blonde look up at the personnel who questioned her uncalled behaviour. "Are you ok?" The man asked again. Not necessarily this way, but she had a habit of attracting men. Sometimes though, a girl also needed to know how to chase them away. Her bottom lip twitching, Kinsey responded with a couple of quick nods. "Well it's…" Briefly, her eyes clenched shut, thighs clamped together still. "It just happens to be that time of the month." She suggested something he was not trained to deal with. One index finger tapped against the table, a subtle signal that she needed the intensity lowered.

"Oh…" The man kept staring at the girl for a while, not quite sure how to handle that. In the end, he decided it was beyond him. "The restrooms are-" His gaze left Kinsey, settling on the opposite end of the area instead.

Now biting her bottom lip, her head moved up and down again. Several times, and quickly. "Yeah. I-know." She whispered. Thankfully, he walked away then. With that, her chin rested on the table. Or fell on it rather. "Mm…"

 

[xavierrol]

Seeing Kinsey struggle to stay quiet gave Xavier a bit of satisfaction, especially after her telling him she wanted a refund. He might not be the most creative of boyfriends but he was certainly devoted to her. He should have told her to leave before this whole thing got started and he got so worked up and horny he was half afraid to stand up for how much he was tenting his pants. Any hope of studying before getting some kind of relief was out of the question at this point. His arousal almost painful and while he wasn't sure how close he was getting her towards a climax, she was certainly farther along than he was. Xavier was practically as obedient to Kinsey as her vibrating friend was to the phone in his increasingly sweaty palm.

He would like to say that this was the only time she had corrected him during a sexual activity, but it wasn't. At times she could be as demanding as any of his professors, heck more so at certain times. But he had learned more from her as well, although he was yet to find the limits of her sexual appetites. It was Xavier that noticed the puzzled looks and he blushed at having her correct him even if everyone else didn't realize just how intimate a moment they were having interrupted by Kinsey's correction of her boyfriend's technique. He wasn't quite sure what happened but the fact that it stopped her mid-word was quite satisfying, he would have to try and keep that up, if only he knew what he had done.

Xavier's embarrassment was compounded by the inopportune arrival of a male staff member. He was about to try and explain when the man spoke to Kinsey directly and he decided he would let her deal with him, she was good at that kind of thing. He didn't exactly let up on her either, making her talk through his random fingering of her phone as if he were busy playing a game of some sort, which wasn't essentially true. He gave her an extra jolt just as she tried to answer the man, making him feel like he had the upper hand at the moment as she struggled to answer. He snorted as she told him the one thing that was likely to take the wind out of his sails. Feeling a little ill used himself, he saw her signal but upped the intensity to spite her. This was her little game after all, she had started it.

Only when the man walked away did he lower the intensity. "You handled that well." He said with an amused look on his face, though he did let his finger lower completely, giving her a short break. "Are you ready to play a new game?" He asked, punctuating his question with a finger sliding back to the top of the scale. "Or should I keep going until I get it right?" He asked, swirling a question mark looping up then way back down again.

 

[WaveVelour]

Of course, if it weren't for the strangers whom she had to deal with throughout this inappropriate public play, it wouldn't have been this fun. Otherwise, it wasn't merely about having a wet pair of knickers, or putting her kindly boyfriend behind the wheel for once, but feeling incredibly naughty as well. An ulterior motive behind this occasion was also about overthrowing the little angel on Xavier's shoulder, who must be constantly telling him to study. And Kinsey liked to believe she did a good job teasing the angel who preferred to perch on the opposite shoulder. Currently, the only thing she wanted him to study was her, the biochemical reactions that occurred in her body. And not anywhere else.

During her short-lived conversation with Mr Staff Member, the bubbly blonde had learnt that what she had thought to be the highest intensity could actually be exceeded. And have been, really. Apparently, while she believed that was the fastest it could get, there was more headspace for her boyfriend's finger to travel upwards. In that case, she certainly didn't need a refund.

Thankfully, or unfortunately from a different perspective, the vibrations were lowered at the moment. On the other hand, Kinsey had this challenging "m-o-r-e" expression on her face still. A challenge her deer boyfriend didn't seem unwilling to offer, either. It was also a challenge she wouldn't mind losing. Sometimes, even defeat could be quite fun. "Oh, I'll handle you too." An impish smile of mischief accompanied her raised eyebrows as the blonde responded to him. Although she didn't look under the table to check how her boyfriend was doing down there, she was positive Xavier would be able to provide her with a nice and firm handlebar if she were to need one to do some steering. Perhaps she should have asked him to take her to a film later on, only to render him clueless about what he just watched at the end.

A twinkle in the eye reflected the blonde's curiosity upon the mention of a little game. "Mm…" Kinsey leaned back. "What kind of ga-HoH!" A rather abruptly triggered tremor in her underwear made her hunch over the notebook she didn't have. At the top of the table, one of her hands balled into a little fist. The intensity of the toy encouraged her to put the other between her thighs. And while it was there, she didn't resist the urge to rub a pair of digits up against the cotton gusset. Her eyes followed the rounded pattern he drew on the screen. "Babe?" Her hips moved in a similar way, drawing a question mark of their own. The upper, curvier part of it. "Make me dance." She asked. A distant chuckle that came from a random direction hinted that not everyone found the girl's odd behaviour that annoying. A couple of huffs of frustration meant some surely did, though.

Both of her elbows back on the table, fingers of one hand looked a tad shinier. In the meantime, Kinsey felt a hand gently resting on her shoulder. "Sweetheart?" The kindly librarian lady grabbed her attention. It was so kind of her to bring the good Mr Profen, whose first name happened to be Ibu, in her pocket. "Is there anything I can help you with?" The woman continued, using a lower voice. And not only because there were in the library, but also what her co-worker told her about a poor girl in need of some assistance he himself couldn't give.

 

[xavierrol]

The way Kinsey handled people was one of her best and worst qualities. She could be sweet as treacle or as sour as a lemon but she was always entertaining. Though it was significantly more entertaining to see her acid wit trained on someone other than Austin. She could be a consummate performer and this little party was no different and one of her bolder displays. She was reveling in her naughtiness and as usual riding the edge of decency like a champion rodeo cowgirl. Austin would have died of embarrassment if the staff member had questioned him like that. Even if he could have plausibly used Kinsey's excuse, he doubted he would have had the nerve.

He had thought she might be peeved with him for not letting up on her during the encounter, but she actually seemed more pleased with the situation, which in turn pleased him. It was also a relief as even though he should be studying, he didn't want her game to end any time soon.

"You think so do you?" He gave a rare challenge at her assertion that she would 'handle' him as easily as the staff member. While that would be true most of the time, she had given him a distinct lever this evening and he was quickly learning how to use it. Though that also put him in the rare situation of being something of a trouble maker, furthering their role reversal.

One thing that hadn't changed though was the simple fact that every little move she made, forced him to want her ever more desperately. He was so hard he had to reach down and adjust himself for relief. His balls felt as if they might explode. It was making him desperate and even though he knew he was playing with dynamite in upping the ante with his girlfriend, he couldn't help it. Even though she had him just where she wanted him, he had the allusion of control as he again stopped her mid sentence as she asked what was the new game he had in mind.

"Hey hands on the table." He mildly scolded her as if she were breaking an unwritten rule of their made up game with her hand between those lovely thighs of hers. He wasn't the only one chuckling at her performance but he didn't see who it was, being far too entranced with Kinsey to be distracted. He was about to suggest they sneak back into the stacks when another staff member came to visit.

He was reaching for her hand with the shiny fingers, that had been under the table. His mouth watered at the prospect of tasting her arousal. But the lady librarian didn't seem quite as easy to bluff as the old guy did. He was sure she recognized him as he was a regular but her concern was focused on Kinsey. He should know better, but he couldn't stop himself. But instead of squiggling lines on the screen, he took two fingers and tapped alternatively between one and the other. Creating short sharp pulses of vibration in a rhythmic pattern, he would make her dance if she wasn't careful.

 

[WaveVelour]

Keeping her hands under the table wouldn't really hinder the unsubtle effects of the vibrations. Rather, it was a reflex. And no girl should need an excuse to have her fingers down there, anyway. Unless she was using them to pull the thing out, those little fingers wouldn't do anything in terms of keeping the carnal excitement at bay. And one needed a very, very strong vibrator to force her to remove it.

Upon her boyfriend's cute demand, Kinsey kept her little hands on the table, palms flat against the wooden surface. Since she could be quite a fidgety young lady sometimes, it was difficult to predict for how long she could keep them there, all the while her meaningful glances implied she wouldn't mind having them on the other side of the table, and somewhere others wouldn't be able to see.

Presuming that her boyfriend must have had the hardest cock at the library at the moment, she could think of many ways to bestow him a splendid relief. Or multiple ones, for that matter. Enough to make him forget his name, apparently. If he knew her well, perhaps Xavier could easily tell that her thoughts didn't have the innocence in common with her visage. As she kept facing her boyfriend with that usual flame in her eyes, the librarian beside her had to tap her a second time on the shoulder to grab the girl's attention. The cunning smile that was meant for the young man was tossed into the middle-aged woman when she eventually looked up.

"My friend told me you may need some assistance." Only a warm helpfulness accompanied her words as the librarian asked. So far, the blonde had already demonstrated a couple of tactics to get rid of uncalled visitors. In this case though, she couldn't have just barked "stop peeking at my legs", or use that last excuse for acting up.

"Thanks." When sunlight shone into her big eyes, and while looking up, Kinsey had quite a bit of charm, which was improved by a friendly smile. Thus, the librarian brushed that poor girl's hair.

"Don't touch my hair." There was no frown. And that smile of hers looked awkward when she scolded. During the pause in which the woman searched for the right thing to say, Kinsey chewed her gum. Teeth crushing it, lips in a loop of parting, only to smack. The sound was rather annoying, and her glances mocking.

"Dear, you shouldn't…" Trying to ignore the undeniable frustration building within her, the woman wanted to speak about the boring library rules, which Kinsey was aware of. Two of her digits slid into her mouth. And not the dry ones. She removed the gum, finally. Hopefully, her boyfriend wouldn't mind that she pulled her hand under the table once again. That was where she stuck the gum, after all. To the underside of the table. Quite a nightmare for a prissy librarian.

Tsk, tsk… The woman, of course, had to reach for it. To dispose of that saliva-coated sticky thing. To help her a bit, Kinsey pushed her chair out a little. When the librarian leaned down, her face naturally was drawn closer to the girl's thighs. When the blonde spread them, really. All of a sudden, the woman was no longer interested in the gum, as Kinsey showed her. Showed her that she wore a vibrator in her pants. "Huh… What are you… Huh?" Almost instantly, she pulled herself back, making the girl look up again to maintain eye contact.

Something made the blonde's breaths more frequent. They were quite shallow too. Barely audible gasps escaped her parted lips. Her knees jerked as Xavier tapped on her phone to play the two-key piano she had between the legs. "This is not the place…" The terrorised staff member was smart enough to track the vibrations to the young man. Still, her widened eyes were quick to return to Kinsey. "May I have your IDs." She managed to say. Undoubtedly to ensure the two wouldn't visit the library in the future.

 

[xavierrol]

Xavier was feeling unusually confident, almost to the point of being reckless, as he played with Kinsey's new toy and by extension Kinsey herself. The sight of her hands laid obediently on the table and the way he could so effortlessly make her squirm and writhe, gave him an illusion of control that was rather rare between them. But he was of course always being played by his fiery girlfriend, whether he knew it or not.

So when the female librarian came, he had rather assumed Kinsey would dispatch her much as she had the gentlemen earlier. He had also assumed the remote nature of his involvement in this little scene gave him a certain amount of plausible deniability in Kinsey's misbehavior. As book smart as Xavier was, Kinsey had a way of making him do dumb things. It was as if her presence made him think with the wrong head.

Her assumption about his cock being the hardest in the library was a valid one, and that head was certainly in the driver's seat. Thinking it clever and wicked he teased her all the more as she dealt with the library staff with her patented mix of charm and cheek. But he hadn't counted on Kinsey short circuiting the whole thing by displaying a veritable trifecta of library etiquette breaches all in short order.

In other circumstances he might have drawn other conclusions in how quickly the librarian connected his fingers on the phone with the quivering in Kinsey's knickers. But any such thoughts were no longer possible as the rule follower in Xavier heard those dreaded words most feared by timid conformists. She wanted their IDs! Holy shit, Xavier thought as he nearly panicked. Suddenly being banned from the library seemed minor to the idea that Kinsey might get them thrown out of school altogether.

Almost reflexively he reached for his wallet and then thought how Kinsey's ID was probably in her shorts which she wasn't even wearing. This was all going from bad to worse. His mouth opened and closed a few times, like a fish out of water, before he found his words. "How about if we just say we're sorry and leave now?" Though he tried to think if he had ever heard Kinsey give a sincere apology since he had known her.

He set the phone down, stilling the quivering in her quim for the moment as he looked desperately from Kinsey to the librarian and back.

 

[WaveVelour]

An objective fact she wouldn't argue with, and on the contrary fancied, was that her boyfriend had an intelligence that exceeded hers in numerous ways. Her handsome angel, whom she enjoyed pulling closer to hell, was indeed quite smart. However, even that brilliant geek would have difficulty puzzling out what she might do or attempt next. Being a highly unpredictable girl, she was someone practically impossible to foresee. No matter how gifted, no chemist could simply count the atoms in her chemical formula to estimate the outcome with precision. Well, at least, it was easy to predict she would eventually do something untimely and unorthodox. Given her instable nature, she surely wasn't an easy young woman to deal with. Or love. And one of her greatest fears happened to be her deer boyfriend eventually deciding that it just wasn't worth it.

Even though Xavier didn't do much other than idly moving a digit up and down on her phone's screen, he seemed more distressed than the uppity blonde who wore a vibrator at the campus library. Understandably, they were the unofficial rulers of this book heaven, the librarians. And had quite an authority in there, which indeed could be exercised to ban troublemaking students. For Kinsey, who barely paid the library a visit, this was hardly an awfully concerning threat. On the other hand, the same probably couldn't be said about her boyfriend. And it was a little mystery yet whether Kinsey acknowledged that, or respected it. However, for certain, she was frustrated that her brave man was so quick to submit to a decent-looking woman many years older than him.

The vibrations stopped with the young man's attention shifting to his wallet from the girl's phone. Such display of apparent docility surprised Kinsey. It also irritated her. And the toy was no longer active to hold her back. While glaring, she opened her mouth. "I'm so disappointed with you, young man." The words didn't come out of her mouth though, but the librarian's. Since it wasn't uncommon to see Xavier at the library, and this lady worked there, this wasn't her first time seeing this studious student. Her thoughts about him were rather positive. And the woman did have a difficult time believing this well-mannered student was involved in such an inappropriate game.

They weren't aimed at her, but the woman's words of disapproval brought back some memories for Kinsey. Her frustration evolved to sorrow. When it wasn't she who made her boyfriend anxious and worried, it didn't look as fun. And she felt bad for him. "We?!" While the adamant librarian gestured him to hand his ID, Kinsey called out. "You sorry little nerd…" That was her solution, after all. Seemingly not knowing this handsome geek. "It's us now? Just because I asked your charger?" She wasn't a good liar. Given she didn't need to fake all that much, her acting skills weren't exceptional either. Playing the girl out of reach happened to be something she knew, though. "And who said you can put your little hands on my phone anyway?!" Kinsey glared at him.

Instead of Xavier's ID, the woman ended up grabbing the blonde's phone. "This is yours?" A couple of steps brought her next to the girl. "I need your ID too." And as her boyfriend suspected, it was in her pocket.

"Well if you want it so badly…" Kinsey stood up. Some pink winked through her hosiery, a damp spot hinted she was horny, and unseated hips revealed she had a nice rump. Students sitting at the tables on the sides could have sworn something interested had been flashed. And the cute couple behind her could tell how nicely the semi-sheer fabric hugged her butt. Could also tell a thing or two about its shape and size. Unfortunately, such display didn't last long. Putting a hand on her shoulder, the librarian swiftly pushed her back down into the chair. Otherwise, she might have needed to bend over a little to grab her shorts.

"Just… Sit." Undoubtedly, feeling like a prude, the librarian was perplexed by this daring blonde. "You can't… you have to wear it first." The woman asked, rather quietly. Reaching for it, she slid the garment closer to its owner. "And put that thing away." As the lady shook Kinsey's phone a bit, one of her fingers was on a rather unfortunate spot.

"Ha-ah!" A sudden whimper breezed across the study area. Naturally, it put Kinsey in the spotlight, turning many heads towards her. Like her deer boyfriend, the librarian too suffered a sudden state of panic. Surely, she was in a pretty pickle.

"What? What happened?" It was not her phone what rang, but something had to be put on silence. She was still holding Kinsey's phone, when the woman had this instinct to press the button on the side, which of course locked the screen.

"What do you think? Huh! HAH!" Her thighs squeezed each other, her chin falling on the table. "U-u-u-UGH!"

After stealing a look at the screen, which displayed nothing but darkness, the librarian quickly, and nervously, glanced around. "D-don't worry sweetheart. I'll help you with your stomach ache." She suggested. For the sake of her job, that should have sounded better than vibrating a student. Since it didn't recognise her face, the phone insisted she enter the passcode, hence she looked at Xavier. "How do you I turn her off?" The lady whispered.

"Her?!" Little soft hands of Kinsey were nowhere to be seen. "Mmh… Maa-GH!.." They were snugly compressed between her lovely thighs. The librarian had managed to flatline the pink pattern at the top, although the blonde's heart was surely racing. "Oh no…" Fortunately, her shorts provided the girl with something to bite on. "M-mPH!"

 

[xavierrol]

Xavier would be surprised to learn that Kinsey had even the slightest of insecurities about him being anything but totally and utterly infatuated with her. While his study partner had suggested the idea that perhaps his girlfriend was more trouble than she was worth, but his male friends were all pretty much gaga over her. It may have been far from painless being her boyfriend, it was a much coveted position among his friends. Yes she had a sharp tongue, but also a killer body. On more than one occasion he had heard his friends declare they'd give their proverbial left nut to have a girl like Kinsey as a girlfriend. Her unpredictability as much a feature as a bug, especially to the outside observer, even when they were the target of her razor wit.

But that was not to say that he didn't recognize the sometimes extensive collateral damage that went with the territory. Kinsey might not spend much time at the library, but she certainly knew how much time HE spent there. He hadn't fully understood Kinsey's way of looking at the world. If he had, he might have recognized that every moment, up until now at least, he spent in the library was moments he wasn't spending with her. He tended to think of her actions as random and on a whim, not the deliberate machinations of a jealous lover. Kinsey had a way though of commanding his complete attention, so while he reflexively went to obey the librarian, he was still mostly thinking of his girlfriend's game. His primal urges still took precedent, keeping Kinsey happy, though he wasn't always sure just what she wanted.

The librarian's scolding of him was a bit of a shock, just enough to draw his attention from Kinsey. That lack of attention stirred the aggressive blonde back onto the offensive and suddenly Xavier felt like he was being called a pervert. He blushed deeply as his mind reeled at his girlfriend's rapid change of tactics. Then he realized what she was doing and had to keep himself from smiling at the brilliance of it all. "Sorry." Was all he could think to say more or less to both of them but his eyes were on Kinsey and he looked very much the geek boy in over his head.

Things quickly escalated between Kinsey and the librarian and he had a sudden realization that these were the two main authority figures in his college life. It was a fascinating test of wills between the two females and Xavier was happy to be relegated back to spectator as Kinsey suddenly stood, flashing her less than appropriate attire for all to see. As authoritative as the librarian might be, it was obvious she was more accustomed to students like Xavier than anyone remotely as bold as Kinsey.

Xavier's eyes went wide as Kinsey's calm, almost predatory demeanor suddenly reverted back to near orgasmic pleasure. He soon realized that the librarian had triggered the toy and got his girlfriend quivering all over again. It was quite erotic and amusing as from all appearances the librarian was now involved in the same inappropriate game she had been scolding Xavier for playing.

As the panicked librarian turned to the studious student for help, Xavier shrugged his shoulders. "Beats me?" He said, trying to sound sympathetic. "Maybe I should just help you get her somewhere less public, like your office?" He suggested and stood from the table, trying to discreetly adjust his raging hard on as he went to Kinsey from the other side as the librarian. "I'm not sure she can walk like this, so we may have to carry her." He said as he reached for Kinsey's arm to help her up.

 

[WaveVelour]

Sitting in the spotlight, being the centre of attention. Deep down, it was what this kinky blonde really yearned for all of her life, really. She liked it. And constantly wanted to have it, whether it was established rather inappropriately or with dignity. Since her brilliance was rather modest, she had to rely on means other than her intelligence to satisfy her attention-seeking desires.

Admittedly, the rest of the world had begun to turn to a blur for Kinsey. When the vibrator tickled her so intensely, it was understandably quite difficult to pay much attention to anything but the pink little flower between her clenched legs. It was unclear if she had meant things to escalate to this level, but she didn't seem utterly regretful that they had.

The little act she played to keep her boyfriend out of this didn't work very well. Apparently, it wasn't enough to convince the librarian that Xavier's involvement was unintentional. In this case, however, the woman seemed more eager to cooperate with the geek than to berate him for being a part of this highly improper little game. Everyone had his or her own problem at the moment. While the student might be worried about the fate of his library membership, the librarian herself was concerned for her job, if the complaints were to target her too.

Funnily, neither her deer boyfriend, nor the librarian directly talked to her, as if she wasn't even there. "Hey! I'm right here!" Kinsey managed to lift her head for a moment. However, her chin quickly rested back on the desk. "Uum… Well almost there…" Of course, her boyfriend could have easily unlocked her phone to stop it all. Similarly, Kinsey could have pluck that little toy out of her damp folds. That wouldn't have been as fun, though. The librarian perhaps was smart enough to see through the blonde's lie about not knowing this particular boy. On the other hand, she wasn't kinky enough to know how the vibrator worked. In this panicked state of hers, the woman was prone to heed Xavier's advices.

"Hoh! Oh! Gosh!.." The little devil in her pants didn't stop. In return, forcing Kinsey to break her little promise about staying quiet like a good girl. If the librarian had been the one who took her arm, the blonde would have been less cooperative. She didn't resist her boyfriend, though. And got to her feet rather easily. Standing up gave the others in the study area something else to study. The cute couple behind her were the first to set their eyes on Kinsey's nylon-clad buttocks. The others followed suit. Some students approved, and some disapproved. Everyone failed to resist looking, though. "A-ah! Mmm!" And they listened too. Her quivering body was pierced by numerous gazes.

"Alright. Just take her to my office." The librarian spoke to Xavier. "Use the fire escape stairs in the back." Her office room was on the first floor, and could indeed offer them the privacy they currently lacked.

"Baby, I'm…" No matter from which angle they looked at her, Kinsey offered everyone something interesting to admire. "I'm… I'm… Ummh." Not quite caring about all the eyes that roamed her body, or ears that were lent to her moans, she kept squirming. "Ha-a!" One of her hands raced down, grabbing her boyfriend by his hard-to-hide bump. "Haa!" She squeezed. The mumbling of other visitors matched the intensity of her soft moans. There were some chuckles too. None of which came from the librarian.

"Quick! Quick!" The woman told instead. "Take her out!"

The rather firm purchase Kinsey had got on the boy's hardness began to relax. So did her pretty legs. Her hips danced. With the overwhelming Wave of pleasure that swept through her body, she went weak at the knees. Her jaw dropped, her lips forming a little O. That pink little toy had defeated her for sure. And not quite discreetly at that.

 

[xavierrol]

Xavier and the librarian both stopped in mid-chatter as Kinsey raised her head to protest that she was 'right here' and by extension still a sentient being and not a quivering puddle of nearly orgasmic goo. But as Kinsey confessed to being 'almost' there, which both the student and the librarian understood well enough, they wordlessly agreed that consulting her on the resolution of their mutual and immediate problem would not likely be helpful. In fact, if anything it gave them a renewed sense of urgency to bring things to some sort of containment before Kinsey lost all control and made her current condition apparent to everyone within shouting distance, i.e. this whole floor of the library. So up Kinsey went to her feet, her lack of shorts leaving little to the imaginations of those around her. In fact, even Xavier had to take a moment to admire her bottom even if he was more familiar with it than the others. He may have been imagining it but even the librarian seemed to pause a moment to enjoy the work of art that was Kinsey's nylon clad ass.

He pressed himself closely next to Kinsey, pulling one of her arms across his shoulder to support her weight as he slipped an arm around her waist. He could feel the swell of her breast pressed against him which did little to douse his own arousal even if it was still several notches below Kinsey's. He had to stoop a little given their size difference but they made their way towards the suggested rear stairwell usually reserved for emergency situations, but the obvious proximity of Kinsey's release seemed to qualify as an emergency to the librarian. He was at least putting on the act of 'helping' his 'ill' girlfriend like an attentive partner. Of course the one remedy he didn't offer was unlocking her phone and turning down the little electronic demon tormenting her to her very soul. It was giving him a rare upper hand with his mischevious

"Oh man, careful!" Xavier exclaimed as Kinsey's small but surprisingly strong hand gripped his length through his pants. He was less alarmed about her intent or ability to harm him than she might actually push him over the brink of ecstasy and make a mess for him to clean up in his undershorts. But he didn't try to stop her either, enjoying her firm grip even as he heard the amusement from several onlookers at their rather unusual pose of retreat from the library floor. Fortunately the door pushed open easily and they escaped the 'emergency' of the moment. Just about that time Kinsey's knees went weak and more of her weight was transferred to her boyfriends slender but capable frame. As the door closed behind them though he pressed her against the wall just beside the door frame.

"You are incredible." He said, his smile no longer repressed in the slightest and he kissed her on the mouth, pressing his body against hers solidly enough to support her weakened knees. He knew he should keep going down the stairs, the enclosed stairwell would be a acoustical echo chamber if Kinsey were to unleash herself. As he back off though, he would let her go to her knees if she was unable to keep herself upright. His imagination thinking of at least one way he could keep her quiet if need be.

 

[WaveVelour]

Having been rendered devoid of a bubbly blonde, the study area became an infinitely less whimsical place, which was more convenient for people who just wanted to peacefully prepare for exams. She had surely given them something to mull over for the following hours, if not days. Someone else might have found her situation disgraceful, letting all those strangers know how she sounded while on the verge of frenzy, Kinsey thought it was fun, though. While doing her job, the prudish librarian had tried to ruin said fun, which had made things a bit awkward. Regret or guilt wasn't among the intense group of feelings that overwhelmed the student as she was hauled away from her audience. Such hurried retreat prevented the others from witnessing the peak of her little game, as she was raced out of the populated area of the floor when her vibrated pussy hit the top of excitement. And it didn't make Kinsey happy.

As an attention-seeker, she felt like an artist who couldn't act the last bit of her performance when the velour curtains were closed too early to hide the stage. And it was surely too late for her to rush back onto the stage. Instead, she had to live the highest point of her toy-induced sensation inside the dull stairwell. Isolated from the rest of the building, the wall felt cold against her bottom. Although Xavier was with her, the echoes of her cries of pleasure brought an uncalled sense of loneliness, which happened to be one of her greatest fears. It would have been quite adorable if her boyfriend had pulled her in there because he didn't want to share the delicacy of his girlfriend with others. But if that had been the case, he wouldn't have stood her up and allowed everyone to admire how her tights wrapped her butt in the first place.

"Sooo incredible, sure!" Knitted brows and a meaningful tone hinted at her bitterness. One of her hands ran under the waistband, plucking the pink toy out of her pink opening. Like a little worm who wanted to dig itself into a cosy hole, the toy kept wriggling in the air as it was still active. Given its amped-up mobility, one could see why she had such a hard time staying composed back there. "That's why you dragged me in here?" Kinsey glanced around a bit. The tasteless walls, the cold, and this enclosed shaft in general began to trigger her claustrophobia, "Are you ashamed of me?!" inevitably causing her to act up.

Her voice wasn't kept down, but the thick walls stopped her words from bleeding into the rooms behind them. "Get… Me… OUT OF HERE!" Kinsey shouted. The fat in her butt, which provided her with the gentle curves some people were busy admiring moments ago, wasn't enough to keep the girl warm. Stepping away from the wall, she rubbed the buns. Those little hands wrapped the banisters soon, as Kinsey looked down the gap in the centre. "Thought we were on the ground floor." They indeed were. For storage and other purposes, the building had quite a few basement floors; hence, the sense of depth that seemingly surprised the blonde. "Huh?" She squinted when darkness swallowed the bottommost floor. And soon, the one above it. Following an ascending pattern, light sources kept failing below her feet, scaring Kinsey in the process. "EEE!" To make matters worse, the door they used wouldn't budge on their side of it.