What is a flesh dildo? (Prince & Javorcek)

Jake sighed as he sat at the empty cubicle waiting for his new tutor. The dark haired and blue eyed athlete hated being in the library and was getting antsy already. He stretched his lanky and muscled 6'2 frame, still a little sore from the off-season gym workout he'd done with the rest of the football team earlier today. He was wearing his usual combination of a flannel shirt, jeans, sneakers and a trucker hat. You can take a country boy out of Oklahoma and move him to a big city to go to college, but you couldn't change him that much! Rubbing his clean shaven face, he glanced around the crowded library again hoping to see his tutor who now appeared to be running very late.

Being the starting quarterback at a big college program gave Jake a lot of perks. Top of the list was free tutoring for all his classes. Depending on the tutor, that sometimes meant they did all his homework. Most would take his tests as well if they thought they could get away with it. Despite the easy road he could take, Jake actually didn't mind studying for the few subjects he truly liked. English was definitely one of those and was probably the one subject where he didn't need a tutor and could get decent grades by himself. Taking creative writing this semester had been something his teammates had thought was crazy, too artistic and full of pseudo-intellectual hipsters for their star quarterback to show an interest! He should be in dance for athletes or criminal justice for idiots. Something easy and mindless.

But, it had been an interesting first couple weeks in creative writing and he'd been pushed in ways he'd never experienced. He was actually growing a little apprehensive at the response his tutor would give to the first long creative writing piece he had drafted. She was supposed to help him edit it and he couldn't believe that he was actually self-conscious about the little story he had written that was loosely based on his first girlfriend. Kind of a ditzy little piece about how they'd accidentally thought the other was interested in their best friends until a double date had sorted out everyone's true feelings. He had almost been scared to email it to his tutor! How strange...

Elise was sprinting as fast as she could across campus. Thank goodness she was on the track team, otherwise she’d be even more late! She hated being late, -especially- when she had a tutoring session. She had a habit of chewing out students that weren’t punctual. Of course the girl got paid whether her students showed up or not…but she was sort of a hard ass and took her job seriously, the way people who are extremely passionate about their subject area tend to do. An English major with a minor in Journalism, Elise lived and breathed writing. She actually didn’t mind doing all the proofreading and editing assignments she usually took on; as much as she loved to write, she also had a voracious appetite for the written word. Reading everything from sci-fi to erotica…lots of erotica…maybe –too- much erotica. But alas, that is the life of a girl doing work study with a full credit load, and cross country practice every day: unable to really have time for a boyfriend, or even go out on dates.

Panting and looking a little frazzled, she skidded to a halt right before the library doors so that she had a little time to collect herself. She adjusted her sandy blonde hair, trying to tuck the fly-aways from her up-do back into place. There was nothing she could do about her pink cheeks, but she managed to reduce her sharp panting breaths to something a little more relaxed. With a quick pace, she hurried over to the table she usually met Jake at, easily spotting the massive quarterback. She adjusted her black rimmed glasses…she could see fine…she just did it when she was nervous. And why wouldn’t she be? Jake was cute! Plus his piece that she had proofread wasn’t that bad…it was actually really surprising that there were brains rattling around in that jocky skull of his.

“Hey Jake. Sorry I’m late” she said in a hushed voice, those big brown doe eyes looking at him apologetically. She slid down into the seat across from him, ready to make up for lost time. Elise put her side satchel on the ground and slipped her laptop out of the bag. It was already on, so they didn’t have to wait long. “Two seconds…and I’ll be right with you.” she said as she pulled up his piece, as well as the revised version where her corrections were marked in a red font. “There we go!” She smiled and put the laptop between them so that they could both take a look at the screen.

“It wasn’t bad…a little short though. You had a couple of comma splices and a few grammar problems that I fixed in red, but it was well written overall. I’m going to leave you to look my corrections over and I’m just going to run to the bathroom real quick. Okay?” Elise stood up from the desk. She had been in such a rush that she hadn’t had time for anything today! Not to eat and not even to go to the bathroom. “Think about some more imagery your scenes lack any sort of real background. The reader could be anywhere! Here, Puerto Rico, the moon…so just think about that and I’ll be right back.” And with that, she trotted off towards the bathrooms on the second floor.

Jake gave his typical, innocently lady killing grin to Elise as she walked up. He pretended to not know what it did to women, but he secretly loved flustering them with it. He eyed his tutor and noticed she seemed out of breath and her cheeks flushed, almost flustered already! It actually made her look more attractive, he realized as his grin widened into a normal smile. He'd met Elise briefly before classes started. She'd seemed rather bookish at the time, with those glasses and a conservative outfit, rather pale and slightly reserved. Tonight, panting and rosy cheeked, she seemed much more animated and passionate. It was a nice change in appearance that made him reconsider her athletic yet still slightly curvy body that she was masking again in some 'comfort' clothing. Jake was used to more of the cheerleader types, lots of make up, hair always done, slutty clothing and very outgoing in their interest in him. Girls like Elise tended to blur into the background, but she popped out at him suddenly for some strange reason. Maybe it was because he so desperately wanted to hear what she thought of his little story. It was irrational, but this girl's opinion mattered to him suddenly as much as his coach breaking down his previous game. How was that possible?! He shouldn't care that much about schoolwork!

"Hey Elise, I thought my story was so bad you'd given up on me!" Jake joked flashing a smile.

Elise seemed apologetic and snapped into quick action as she set up her laptop and started to spout a flood of comments and commands. So confident and assured when she was back in her realm, Jake suddenly found her assertiveness rather compelling. He liked that this apparently mousy girl was trying to take charge and bossing him around like she was a teacher! And then she was gone, leaving him begging to ask more questions. Were her compliments real, or just the typical nice bullshit she said to anyone even if they wrote a complete turd? Was the amount of mark-up on the screen in front of him horrible, like a seventh grader trying to write an essay level, or normal for a draft? Shit, just tell him if he was any good! But, he was left stewing alone, scrolling through her changes, questions and suggestions as he read his own prose with a resigned air. He hated rereading his writing. After a while even the most tortured and awkward sentence sounded right and he lost all perspective. God, it was painful and he suddenly regretted this stupid course and his horrible, embarrassing attempt to write.

Jake wasn't snooping around on purpose. Not initially at least. But as he took a break from reading his paper, he saw another document open behind it. Mostly obscured, the last sentence on the screen was visible and what caught his eye were the words "wet pussy." More specifically, the fragment of a sentence that ended with "into my wet pussy." Unable to control himself, he clicked over and his eyes went wide. It was a dirty story, a very dirty story it looked like. And since it was in an open window on her computer, Jake could only assume Elise had written it. Wow. Miss proper, slightly nerdy, English major liked to write smut. Jake's pulse quickened as he scrolled to the top and started reading.

It was some kind of alternate reality erotica piece about a college where women could use men as "flesh dildos." Men were essentially treated like pets, doing all the college sports activities for the enjoyment of the female undergraduate community, who could then use them for personal pleasure as a reward for classwork or other more scholarly activities. Elise's character, a nerdy English major (hmm that was suspicious), had won first place in her class exam and got first pick of a man for the weekend. She chose the star quarterback on their team and evidently proceeded to fuck him in extremely filthy detail in a creative and quite exhaustive range of positions, locations, venues and styles over the next two days. Really quite imaginative and well written. And of course, extremely fucking hot Jake decided as he realized he was fully hard in his jeans and causing quite a bulge. He'd just got turned on reading his tutor's feminist porn story!

Seeing her returning, Jake quickly closed the window and took his trucker hat off, trying to place it casually on his thigh like he wasn't trying to hide a massive boner. Thinking quickly, he typed something on the document before leaning back. Glancing up at Elise as she approached and sat down, he smiled and stared at her in a new light. She was pretty hot, he decided, and as he let his eyes linger a bit on her chest, he decided she was also fairly curvy. And now he was *way* too turned on right now to think of studying and wanted to see how kinky she might be in real life when presented with the opportunity to act on what was obviously a fantasy she had.

"So, I think your comments are great," he said, looking thoughtful. "But I have one question, what does the word 'flesh dildo' mean?" He pointed at one of her comments, one that he had changed to read "Don't be a flesh dildo, explain what you are feeling here for the reader!" He turned and looked at her with an innocent and quizzical expression, waiting patiently for her answer.

Elise dawdled a bit in the bathroom, fussing with her hair that wouldn’t seem to behave after her quarter mile dash from one end of the academic quad to the other. With a bit of a grumble, she conceded defeat and took the clips and pins out; letting the long, wavy locks spill out over her shoulders. It was rare that she let the silken tresses down; she found them rather distracting when they brushed against the back of her neck. The tall blonde smoothed out her deep, purple blouse. The top had a modest scoop neck that revealed her collar bones and that was about it…it stopped way before it got to anything interesting, like the modest C’s that adorned her chest. But it fit rather snugly, there was definitely no hiding that she was all woman in all the right places despite her being a runner.

Blargh…you don’t even look like an athlete, you look like a librarian.

Well…maybe a little bit of a sexy librarian. Even though she wasn’t wearing heels today, she was in a skirt anyways. Score one for her…well maybe take that point back, the skirt came right above her knee when she stood and didn’t even make it halfway up her thigh when she sat. Yup…librarian. But in all fairness, they were –very- practical clothes. She had managed to run in a skirt without flashing anyone and made good time to boot! Though her speed may have been due to her legs that were rather long and shapely. Tantalizing enough that she didn’t really need to wear a 3 inch heel to show them off; plus her hips flared out more than enough that they swayed out of their own accord, even without a shoe to force them to.

She stared at her reflection for a moment, preening like a peacock before she seemed to realize what she was doing and made a face. Ugh…when the hell did she care what she looked like anyways? She was beautiful, end of story. She didn’t need to look like a fashion model or a cover girl, Elise was pretty enough in her own way. So why did she suddenly care that she didn’t look a little more like the buxom, scantily clad cheerleader type most meant went for…or in her case, a particularly handsome country boy.

Stop thinking like that! You dolt! He is your tutee; you are his tutor. You do not fawn over boys like that! Besides, Mr. Quarterback probably only dates cheerleaders. And -you-, are not a cheerleader, you are a very proud nerd. And –you- do not change for some guy. So go back downstairs and help him with his paper like you’re supposed to!

Feeling a little better from her self-given pep talk, she finally trotted out of the bathroom and made her way back downstairs to their table. The pink in her cheeks was gone, she looked and felt less frazzled, and was now ready to tackle that Creative Writing assignment with Jake! She slipped into her seat across from him, looking pleased that he had been reading her comments in earnest and seemed to be taking things seriously. But at the words ‘flesh dildo’ her smile faltered and her skin blanched…making her look as though she may be sick or pass out.

Her hand flew to the screen of the computer, tugging it so that she was sure that her eyes weren’t playing tricks on her. But there it was, sure as day: ’…be a flesh dildo…’… She was pretty sure she had written ‘Don’t be afraid to explain what your are feeling here for the reader’. Those big brown doe eyes got even wider at the thought that she had made such a careless and humiliating mistake. There was no way she could have written that! She –always- proofread her own comments at least twice in order to lead by shining example. What the hell had happened?

The gears in her head began to turn. Elise –didn’t- make errors like this. Then how had the words gotten there? Well judging by Jake’s expression that seemed a little –too- innocent, he must have put them there himself. Which meant…he had to know that she wrote erotica! But how could he? She always wrote under a false name. Besides, this piece was new! She hadn’t entered it into the erotica writing contest until only a few hours ago… But she’d had a ton of issues uploading the document before it finally made it in right before the deadline… Shit! It must’ve stayed open after it uploaded!

Fuck you, Microsoft Word….this is all your fault.

“Y-you…I…I left my…private piece open…didn’t I? And you read it, didn’t you?” When Jake’s innocent expression turned into a massive grin, the color in Elise’s cheeks flushed bright pink. And to make matters worse, Jake looked at her like he was still expecting her to define what a ‘flesh dildo’ was!

“It…uh…has to do with…er…” Elise had defended her writing a thousand times over to her peers and professors. Her advanced ability to write had also affected her ability to speak; usually the girl was very persuasive and articulate. But…she’d never had to talk about the erotica she wrote before. And now that her deepest darkest desires were revealed, she felt so vulnerable and out of place that she couldn’t seem to form a decent sentence! Come on Elise, get it together! Just pretend like it was just another writing assignment. “Well…men cannot have multiple orgasms so I created a world where they could. And in all their never-ending search for pleasure, they’re consumed by it and reduced to these sort of subservient ‘flesh dildos’ for women. It-it’s just a…sort of gender role reversal piece.” There, a good college level answer…sort of. Granted the piece featured tons of double penetration, sex in various positions, sex in many locations –including- a stage where the main character had ridden her man like a prized stallion infront of a captive audience of her peers.

Oh god…the lead! The lead had been her! Oh no…had he made it to the end where the main character had turned into a horny little slut begging to be fucked? Whimpering and whining and begging for her quarterback to ravish her? Usually the women she depicted in her writing weren’t like that at all…but after a semester of not getting any, she had written a decadently smutty story to help take the edge off. Her language had been crude, dirty, indulgent filth. Even right now the words were scrolling through her head like the beginning scene of a Star Wars movie and she felt like she was going to die now that she realized every single half baked, depraved fantasy she ever had was now the knowledge of someone she had to sit here with for the next hour and help with his Creative Writing assignment!!!! And it wasn’t like it was something they both could ignore! She bit her lower lip as she tried to think, how the hell could she make this less bad?

“Alright Jake. Since you read it, I want you to critique it. Dr. Strauss will have you doing critiques in class later in the semester, so you might as well get a little practice in now.” There, maybe she could make this tutoring session a little less of a mockery by turning some humiliatingly kinky smut she wrote into any other piece of creative writing.

Jake gave her a wide grin as she accused him of reading her smutty story. She was smart and had caught on very quickly that he had planted the words. He kind of liked that he couldn't fool her. Most of his girlfriends were a long on looks, but short on brains. Fun in bed, but a lot of empty air when you were sober and had to talk to them. Elise was smart, kinky, as well as good looking. And she was even more attractive now with her hair down and her sudden blush of embarrassment bringing color back to her pale cheeks. Even likely horrified at the kinky secrets he had read, she somehow maintained control and tried to spin things. He could only raise one quizzical eyebrow she tried to explain the story to him in a rapidly failing attempt to position as some sort of gender reversal critique of sexist male pornography.

Then she tried to turn the humiliating discovery into a teaching opportunity and Jake's grin slipped back. Talking about her kinky fantasies could actually be very fun. He wasn't going to let her off the hook now that she had made the mistake of proposing it! How should he play it, and where might it lead? He might be a simple country boy, but he knew a horny girl when he saw one and Elise was definitely hiding a vast pool of kinky horniness under that demure exterior. She was going to regret not trying to change the conversation!

Casually, Jake picked up his hat and put it on his head.

"Well, I guess I'd start by saying that I liked it," he said with a smile. Still grinning, he let his eyes slowly drop to his thigh where the large, long bulge in his jeans was unmistakeable.

"I mean, it's very well written all around. I thought the way you described the action was incredibly visual," he continued, leaning a little closer to her. "I was a little disappointed you chose to portray men as mindless, horny sex objects to be used at will by women, but I guess that was part of your... social... commentary and not what you really think." His hand casually moved to rest on her leg as he leaned quite close to her.

"I was a little surprised about the transformation at the end, when she was overwhelmed by her libido and turned into a begging slut herself. It seemed a little out of character for the society that she'd submit so fully when men were viewed as stupid pets with the only job of playing sports and fucking women. I thought she'd keep her self-control, but I guess you are trying to say that by debasing another person sexually, you can't help but debase yourself as well? Very interesting point. I did think you also made the quarterback a little too stupid for me to really feel attachment to that character."

Jake was leaning so close that his lips were inches away from Elise's now and his blue eyes twinkled into hers.

"But my big question is, in real life, how horny does a smart girl like that have to be to beg for a star quarterback's cock?" he murmured, eyes smoldering now as he waited for her reply.

Her eyes followed his as he looked down, and she gulped as she saw the outline of his shaft straining against his jeans. That was…big… He certainly seemed to be built in proportion all over. But…heh…he –really- did like her story, didn’t he. Well that was the core purpose of erotica: to turn on the reader. Elise had written it as a safe way to explore her fantasies, and she had submitted it to a contest with the intention of it being used to excite the reader. Had Jake been an anonymous judge, praising her ability to give him excellent masturbatory fodder, she’d take it as a compliment. But now…with him so very close to her and looking into her eyes, she didn’t know what on earth to feel. Did she dare to press forward? Or was she just going to be rattled by her nerves.

Elise visibly stiffened as his hand came down to rest on her thigh. The sort of familiar, intimate touch was shocking to her, but she didn’t push his hand away. Something in her clicked though, pressing her to sit up straighter, to try to make herself look bigger…to look less like a scared rabbit as this wolfish man stalked closer and closer to her. Even though in their sitting positions she was more or less the same height as Jake, standing she’d probably be only four-ish inches shorter than him, she felt so very small and vulnerable right now.

He was strangely articulate in his critique of her work and the blonde couldn’t help but listen to him as though entranced. Elise had had an inkling that this boy was smart, though hadn’t realized he was –this- smart. His critique of her work was so spot on and so put together that she couldn’t help but marvel at her change in perception of the quarterback. Elise had totally misjudged him! She had assumed he would give her some bullshit, maybe tease and berate her with this little ‘critique’ exercise….but his words were well thought out and constructive. And they weren’t judgmental either. Not like she would’ve apologized for her fantasies anyways, but it was nice that he had an open mind.

“Y-yeah…something like that,” she squeaked out, eyes growing wide at her horribly simple and nonsensical squeaking agreement about the debasing others; which inherently caused the debasing of oneself. What was wrong with her? Snap out of it!!! Why was it becoming harder and harder to think? It probably had to do with her heart rate spiking....the growing heat under her skin, and the wet warmth that was blossoming between her legs.

The blush on her cheeks got a little bit brighter as he mentioned the quarterback again. Alright…so the male lead had been based roughly on him, right down to his bright blue eyes and trucker hat. But she was from the city, and it wasn't often that she'd see a country boy. He was just so...manly. The strong jawline, the flannel shirt, the ripped forearms, and no doubtedly well muscled everything else...Jake was rugged and clean at the same time. He wasn't a metrosexual yuppie or a scruffy hipster that Elise so often so on campus. After their first meeting together she had thought he was really cute and would make a good protagonist…but she hadn’t known him well enough to write anything other than a stereotypical, grunting jock. But she had wanted her males to be reduced to little more than sex-crazed, aggressive animals in the story anyways. There was so much smut out there about bimbofication, why not some about flesh dildos?

“Sorry you…didn’t like the quarterback. Maybe I’ll overhaul his character a bit…if I write a sequel. I may be all out of inspiration though…” Elise smiled, managing to tease just a little bit as she grasped at the threads of control that were rapidly slipping through her fingers. He was so close, so very close to her right now. She could smell his cologne, feel his warm breath…and his eyes were so piercing, making her blood boil they were so heated in their desire. She couldn’t bring herself to look away, even though she knew that her own brown eyes probably revealed her own lust filled want…though she was trying her best to keep her composure.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…” Elise smirked at his final question. “The lead in the story only begged after she became addicted to the pleasure the quarterback provided. So maybe it has nothing to do with how horny a smart girl is, and everything to do with how well a quarterback can satisfy her needs.” Although she was a mess of emotions, she was stubborn as hell. Even the character she had written had managed to go through two days of rough, kinky, marathon sex before losing herself to the pleasure and turning into just as much of a depraved sex-fiend as her quarterback. She’d be damned if she begged for anything from this boy so quickly.

Still feeling like she had a shred of control left in this situation. She leaned forward the last few inches, brushing her pink, pouty lips against his. The tip of her tongue slid out, gliding and teasing along his bottom lip in one delicate sweep before she put distance between them again. Just a few inches once more, enough that she could properly look at him with a pair of challenging brown eyes.

"Even if the characters I write are based on me, they aren't really me. And I doubt that you'd be able to make me beg for anything."

If reading Elise's filthy story hadn't turned Jake on enough, her reaction to his purposely pseudo-intellectual critique and ending tease had finished the job! He had enjoyed seeing her subtly lose her composure as he spoke and slid closer to her. She had tried to keep her expression smooth, but little signs betrayed her, her cheeks coloring with a lustier emotion than the shame alone, her breathing getting a little more ragged, and her big brown eyes starting to glaze with desire as she stared back fearlessly into his blue ones. But she didn't back down, didn't shrivel into an embarrassed ball, didn't swoon at him, and didn't giggle or clam up. That was very different than most of the girls on campus, even in half as embarrassing a situation. She was somehow still confident despite Jake knowing her kinkiest fantasies and naughtiest secrets. And then she even kissed him!

Jake's natural reflex when a girl kisses him was 'game on!' Flirting was pretty much over at that point and finding the nearest bed or horizontal surface was his next priority. But just as he closed his eyes and started to open his own mouth, he felt only air greet his questing tongue. She had pulled away and was smugly giving him another challenging stare! When he heard what she said, the blatant challenge to his manhood and virility, his jaw dropped for half a second, before he smiled back with a soft chuckle.

"You just wrote a story calling me a mindless flesh dildo that you use to get yourself off," he said, enjoying having the upper hand still, "And you think I can't find a way to make you beg?"

The hand that was on her thigh slid upwards just slightly, going from near her knee to around mid-thigh as he scooted his chair closer to her. His eyes flicked around behind her, examining the fairly crowded library. They were partially concealed in an open cubicle with walls that went to their head-level near the back of the room.

"I think if you believe that, you've never been fucked well in your entire life," he murmured, giving her leg a soft squeeze. "In fact, you probably write stories like this because you can't find a guy to fuck you silly like you really want. A man like me, that would fuck you so hard you wouldn't even remember how to speak, let alone beg."

Jake let his blue eyes drifted down her body slowly, shamelessly showing her that he was eying her curves.

"And I would very much enjoy showing you what a real man could do to you. It's much better than a flesh dildo, that's for sure," he said as his eyes snapped back to bore into hers again. "Unless, that is, you are scared and don't think you could handle me?"

Give Elise just a little bit of the feeling of power and she would run with it. And right now she still felt like she had this whole situation under control. They were in a public place, Jake couldn’t –force- her to do anything. If she were to submit and beg, it would be willingly and on her own terms.

It was a shame they were in such a quiet library…that meant they’d never find out if Jake could make her beg or not. Elise had never had sex in a public place before, although she had fantasized about it many times. It didn’t even dawn on her that –maybe- Jake would be ballsy enough to try it. Though his hand sliding up her thigh should’ve been a good indicator that maybe he would be.

“Ah but you were a mindless flesh dildo that could go for hours on end. I was a very sweet author to give you the ability to have multiples. Besides, we’re stuck in the library, or have you forgotten to mention where the characters are again?” Elise teased, playing her own hand on his knee. “So it’s not like you’re going to get me to beg and moan in here anyways.” She smirked. She could be quiet. Two years of having sex in the dorms had trained her how to be quiet as a mouse before the RA yelled at her…well…mostly quiet anyways. There was no preventing the rough, ragged panting that came with sex. But she was pretty good at stifling her moans and her dirty, dirty mouth.

Elise shivered slightly at his words. In truth she would –love- a guy to fuck her silly. She liked having sex…it was just so disappointing that it didn’t last nearly long enough to make her cum. Her brown eyes looked rather skeptical behind those half rimmed glasses. She’d heard the claims of men that could ‘last all night’ before. Especially if it was a guy that found out she had never had an orgasm via penetration. They always got the urge to prove themselves after that little tidbit. Like they were the one that was going to yank the sword from the stone.

Granted, those claims usually came from a nice, shy, nerdy type of boy that was too timid to really go at it; but still, previous experiences tended to keep repeating themselves in cycles. Could Jake really break that God awful cycle? Brown eyes drifted over him, sizing him up. Size was not always an indicator of stamina. But Jake was big…she could already tell by the bulge in his pants. He was an athlete…so he probably could go for quite awhile and wreak some delicious damage to aching slit. But could he really break her cycle of –never- having an orgasm without relying heavily on fingers or tongue?

“I’m not scared of you one bit,” Elise drawled, goading him on. Her hand drifted up, index finger now lazily tracing the outline of the bulge in his pants, slow and light, he could probably barely feel her touch but it was there none the less. She had the slight notion that she was playing with fire at this point since they were in a public place and one wrong noise would definitely draw attention to them even though they were in the back...but it didn't seem to stop her, in fact it was sort of thrilling. She could hear the rustling of papers and hear whispered conversations behind her…but over all the library was very, very quiet. “So prove it. Show me why you're so much better than a toy."

That light trace of her fingertips down the long bulge in Jake's pants felt like a line of hot fire tracing down his shaft. He could feel every fingertip on the skin of his cock despite the fabric of the jeans between them. His rod throbbed and he had to stifle a little moan as he felt his lust surge through his body. He had to have this sexy little English tutor, with her half rimmed glasses and librarian appearance that only he knew hid an incredibly horny closet kinkster.

Jake poked his head up and glanced around, looking like a prairie dog scouting for danger. sitting in the rear most cubicle, someone had to walk all the way to the back of the large room to see them. But, there were people all around them, including in the next cubicle over. Jake had seen the top of a pair of headphones on the person in that cubicle and he gambled that they might be listening to loud music. While he wasn't shy about fucking in public places, it generally happened when he was drunk and in venues where it would be less shocking. Here, in the library on a Tuesday night, sober and surrounded by studying students, was definitely going to be extra nerve wracking. That is, if she actually would even let him fuck her. She might be all tease, or want to go somewhere more private. While a walk to his room would be worthwhile, he was so turned on right now he had to have her now. Maybe they could sneak off into the stacks, or a bathroom, a hallway, anywhere. But for now...

"Not scared? Then you won't mind if I do this, so we can see the screen better," he replied with a grin. He slipped both his hands up her thighs and under her ass. It felt remarkably firm and tight, probably from all her running, as he scooped her up and lifted her easily onto his lap. He set her down so her ass rested directly on his budge, enjoying the feeling of her shifting around to get comfortable.

"Why don't we read your story together... for learning purposes?" he whispered in her ear as he reached around her to adjust the laptop to face them. Using the history menu, he reopened the flesh dildo story. "Whisper it in my ear.. but just start with the first sexy part, where she is inspecting all the bruised, sweaty and naked players after the game and trying to pick the one she wants to fuck as her prize. How she makes them all get hard and examines their cocks one by one until she picks mine."

Commands done, he reached down and shimmied her skirt up to above mid-thigh. Then one hand reached under and slid up her inner thigh slowly, finger tips creeping up until her felt the thin satin fabric of her underwear. Slowly, so slowly, he fluttered his fingers across her mound, brushing against her clit and lips as he waited for her to whisper her dirty writing in his ear.

Elise gasped in surprise and actually giggled softly as she was moved. While she wasn’t heavy, she was tall enough that usually guys didn’t manhandle her, pick her up, or move her around in general. Jake did it so easily…she couldn’t help but get a little giddy at how he so casually showed off his strength. Once seated in his lap, she wriggled around a bit to get comfortable, perhaps a little more than she had to. Purposefully, she gave her hips a little swish, just to torment his rock hard cock a little more. Elise liked being ontop…and just the thought of riding this country boy sent a whole new wave of heat between her legs.

Her creamy thighs spread apart just a tiny bit more and her hips rocked up into his touch, grinding her firm ass back down into the bulge in his pants in the process. Just that little bit of fluttering was enough to get the satiny, bikini cut panties she wore wet with a fresh batch of her arousal. Elise’s sex radiated heat, and she didn’t doubt for a moment that if he paid special attention to her clit, Jake would easily be able to feel it throbbing softly with need.

Read him her story…she could do that. It was just them…in this cubicle, way in the back of the library. They should be safe for some more teasing. Then maybe they could sneak off somewhere else to finish. Her heart began to beat a little bit faster at the thought. Maybe they could rush up to the bathrooms where there was a couch in the women’s room? Or hurry down to the basement and hide in the stacks that were full of old encyclopedias, no one ever went down there. Maybe they could even make a little noise down there…

Elise had now resolved to make Jake break first. To make him beg for her to take him home, just like his character had done in her story. She tilted her head so that she could brush her lips lightly along his neck, letting her warm breath travel down it and pool along his collar. Finally she had herself situated so that she could look at the screen, her mouth just centimeters from his ear. And as she whispered her story, the silky, pouty lips would brush teasingly against his earlobe every once in awhile.

The entire first string of the football team was lined up on the sidelines. Stripped down to nothing and waiting for me to inspect them, to choose one to take home for the entire weekend as my prize. None of them were hard yet, and quite a few of the younger ones looked nervous…but I was ready to change that. To help break the ice, I slid off my panties but kept my skirt on, then I sat down on the bench. The cold metal on my ass made me shiver and it was hard to will myself to spread my legs wide and hitch my skirt up, but somehow I managed. This new view gave the players an excellent view of my slit that was already aching with want and puffy. I was already dripping wet with anticipation, so much so that my juices were already smeared between my mound and rear. The smell of sex and the promise of a good show made several cocks stir and I grinned. I traced two fingers down between my breasts, over my flat stomach, and then down between my splayed thighs. I was so turned on from having them watch me that I couldn’t take it, I had to touch myself.

“Ohhhh….” Elise gasped into his ear as she placed a hand over Jake’s teasing one, guiding his fingers to work right over her throbbing clit, pressing them down harder into the needy button. She squirmed a little more in his lap before biting her bottom lip, stifling an all out moan. Then she released his hand and continued with her story.

I could hear a few whimpers, see the hunger in their eyes. But they all knew better, they all knew they could not touch me without my permission. Now that the entire first string was ready and fully hard for my inspection, I slid off the bench, tugged my skirt back down and began to examine each throbbing cock. My eyes immediately were drawn to a linebacker. He was big…which I liked. I’m a curvy girl and I love a big cock ramming into my pussy.

Elise purred the last statement into his ear, nibbling lightly on his earlobe to tease before she continued.

I took light hold of his pulsing rod. I only got to stroke him a couple of times before my ears perked at the sound of growling and I turned to see who it was from. The quarterback was glaring at his linebacker of a teammate, as though he would fight the other boy in order to take him out of the running to be my prize. I grinned. He was cute and I liked his show of brazen possessiveness. I released the cock of the linebacker, eliciting a disappointed whimper from the man and made my way over towards the quarterback that just kept staring at me with those hungry blue eyes.

Elise moved herself in his lap, adjusting so that she could reach between her own thighs and find the bulging rod straining against his jeans. Her palm began stroking it, petting him almost, fingers curling to cup and wrap around the curve of the shaft that was offered to her.

”Is this what you want?” I asked as I wrapped my fingers around his cock that twitched just the slightest bit in my hand. The quarterback seemed to relax a little bit now that he had my undivided attention. “Show me why I should pick you to fuck me all weekend.” Without further prompting, and taking my words as a sign of permission. He grabbed me, enveloping me in his strong arms as he forced me into a bruising, passionate kiss. My hand tightened around his cock as I lost myself to his voracious mouth and he groaned, thrusting his hips forward in his quest for more pleasure. My pussy was throbbing…he was so strong and powerful. And his need for me only made mine grow stronger.

”Lay down and let me ride you…”

The last sentence came out breathless and wanting. And Elise wasn’t sure who was talking anymore, her or her character.

Jake wasn't sure what was hotter. Was it Elise rubbing herself on his hard cock as he fingered her over her panties, hearing her read her dirty story in his ear in that seductive whisper, or the actual kinky smut she had written herself!? The combination, however, was wreaking havoc on any self-restraint he had left. Concerns about being caught, other people watching them, making noise in the library and the general insanity of trying to have any sex play in this public place, all were wiped from his suddenly aroused and lust filled mind. The only thing that mattered was this kinky little girl in his arms that was rapidly turning him into the mental equivalent of the flesh dildo she fantasied about. Right now, it didn't seem like that bad of an existence!

"Yes, I like how you let your character inspect them like pieces of meat, evaluating them solely for the purpose of deciding which one will give you the most sexual pleasure. They aren't humans, just fuck toys," he whispered back in critique.

And Elise seemed to be enjoying the tutoring session as well. Jake's fingers felt her satiny panties start to rapidly soak through as he continued to work her hot and now swollen mound. The little nub at the top was throbbing as he pressed on it and he imagined he heard a little quaver in her whispering voice as he paid more attention to it. She suddenly paused to grab his hand and drive his fingers hard against that swollen button, gasping and stiffening in pleasure. Just as quickly, she released it and went back to her reading. Jake was amazed at how hot that little act, almost masturbating herself with his hand, made him feel. Fuck, she'd soon be dripping down onto his jeans at this rate!

"I bet there is a lot of jealousy, and the quarterback is an alpha male. Their stunted brains probably place importance on social position and he'd want to be picked to fuck your character," he whispered again.

As the story got more heated, Elise place her hand down onto the bulge of Jake's hard cock while wiggling her ass on him as well. It seemed like an obvious attempt to distract him before he worked her up to a frenzy and won their little game, so he gritted his teeth to try not ignore the glowing warmth her palm created on his throbbing member. The contact through his jeans was so teasing and left him wanting more, wanting her bare hand to touch the soft and sensitive skin of his cock directly. With a groan, he pulled his hand away from her and lifted her slightly so she was half-crouched over his lap. Unzipping his jeans with shaking hands, he had to shift around to get the right angle to pull his rock hard cock out of the small opening of his pants. Just the shaft emerged, a smooth and shiny tipped rod of meat that twitched as Jake felt the cooler air of the library on that tender flesh.

"Now that I'm more comfortable, let's get you more comfortable as well," he murmured. "I'd like to give you feedback with my dick on the upcoming sex scene. As a writer of smut, you'll appreciate being able to tell by how it twitches and throbs just how good your smut skills are. I'll also give you some verbal feedback."

Before Jake let her down, he reached up and grabbed her sodden panties by their crotch. He rubbed his knuckles through her dripping slit, nudging her clit before he pulled them down her legs and let her step out of them. Placing them in his pocket, he lowered her back onto his lap, pulling the back of her skirt up and over her ass cheeks while arranging her to straddle his hard cock while facing him and turning to his side. It poked up just in front of her wet folds, he could actually feel her heat on it, and was so long that it poked up against the small amount of skirt she had stretched across the top of her thighs that did a poor job of hiding his cock and her bare sex nuzzling behind it. To a casual passerby, it might even appear as if she had a hard-on tenting her skirt!

"Now, where were we?" he asked, leaning over to kiss her lips. A deep kiss, with his tongue slipping out and teasing her mouth gently. They turned their heads sideways now to face the laptop together.

Elise bit down on her lower lip, much harder than she meant to as she tried to stifle a moan. She could feel her nipples straining against her bra and she knew the sensitive nubs must be hard as pebbles because of how turned on she was. Jake constantly nudging her clit was not helping matters either. Neither did removing her sodden panties and putting them into his pocket like a trophy. Nor did it help when he pulled her back into his lap. Having lost her panties had left her chilled, but now with his warm, throbbing cock pressed against the silken folds, she felt like she was going to lose it any second.

She purred happily into the kiss, wrapping both arms around his shoulders. Her hands came up and she played with the very short hairs at the base of his skull. She liked the texture of the buzzcut in the back...fuzzy...like a pet. When Jake pulled away, looking at her expectantly to continue the story, she blushed a little bit. She had gotten so wrapped up in their kiss that she had forgotten her place and it took her a moment to find where she had left off…

He hurried over to the bench that I had been on only moments before, perhaps thinking of it as a proper stage to show off on infront of his teammates. He lay back, ready and willing for me to use him to take my pleasure. I was just about as eager as he was…but I wanted to tease him. I needed to make sure that he would last all weekend. Even though many males can last for multiple orgasms, every once in awhile you still get one that can only last for an hour or so. While some women like that, I’m the type of girl that likes to be fucked until I black out from exhaustion. I needed a pet that could be my flesh dildo for much, much longer than just one hour. So I began to tease him, trying to test his stamina with sex acts he wouldn’t be used to.

I sat down on the end of the bench, grasping his cock once more. I leaned down, wanting to get a taste of him. I fluttered my tongue over the slit of the bulbous head of his member and could see the muscles in his abdomen tense and ripple from the sensation. His gasped in surprise before looking down; his jaw was clenched as he tried to keep from going off at the sight of me in such a submissive position. Obviously he was not expecting this sort of treatment after I had just said I was going to ride him. But I just grinned up at him and leaned down further. I gave him one long luxurious lick with my silken tongue from his balls, up his throbbing shaft, and all the way to the twitching head of his cock. So few owners take care of their pets this way, but I rather like it. It keeps them on their toes.

“I need to know that you’re delicious too…” I purred up at him, licking my lips teasingly. He whimpered and squirmed on the bench, trying to push himself forward. The cold air must have been driving him crazy as it chilled the line of saliva I had left on his manhood. I couldn’t help but giggle at his impatience. “Oh stop that…you’re fine.” I gently chided as I took the head of his rigid member into my mouth. I suckled on it gently and he let out a loud, long, relieved groan. Now it was his teammates’ turns to whimper in their want.

Elise was only growing wetter as the story continued. She was sure that Jake could feel her juices dripping down his shaft, definitely ruining his jeans. But being watched…and even hidden exhibitionism were massive turns on for her that she couldn’t help but grow more and more wet as the fantasy in her head unfolded. And the fact that whenever she stopped speaking and came back to reality, she realized that she was acting out those fantasies! That at any moment, someone could come by and see her straddling Jake, obviously grinding her hips into his rock hard member that was tenting her skirt!

She could feel Jake’s shaft twitch and throb against her sensitive clit as she tried to press her slit more firmly against him. One arm dropped down from around his neck and she took hold of his member. She pressed him snuggly against her, a moan turning into a hushed whimper at the delicious bit of friction. Her outer lips enveloped him as she slid her body upwards, dragging her clit against the underside of his shaft.

He didn’t cum, though I could tell that he was trying really hard not to. It looked like no owner had ever given him such delicate attention. I suddenly felt bad for teasing him so and crawled up his body. I wiggled out of my skirt and heard soft whines from a couple of his teammates that knew just what was coming next. I began rubbing my bare slit against the tip of his cock. He lay there, frozen and waiting for me to take my pleasure. But I didn’t, instead I gave him a challenge. “Come on…work for it.” He stared up at me, and when I bucked my hips just the slightest bit to encourage him, he surged forward. I moaned and shook as he thrust up into me, forcing his massive cock into my tight folds. ”That’s right, fuck my little…”

Elise paused for a moment over the next word for a split second. Had she really written that? How the hell horny had she been when she wrote this thing to use such language!

”…cunt.”

She shivered a bit, not knowing if she felt dirty because their bare sexes were touching or because she had used such a filthy word. Regardless, she wanted to help Jake feel like he was actually trapped in her story. She raised herself upwards, her hand keeping light hold of Jake’s rigid member as she forced the quarterback into the same position that his character was in. She lowered herself enough so that his tip pressed against her tight entrance. Elise was letting him decide…she wanted to see if he would pound into her with his animal instincts or be responsible and take her back to his room…or at least a more secluded place than the back of a more crowded part of the library. Part of her didn’t want to go through the trouble of having to pack up and leave their cubicle. But the more responsible part of her knew that if they started to really fuck here, there was no turning back. And she really liked being allowed in the library…somehow she felt like she’d be banned for life if she was caught riding the school’s all star quarterback like a horny little slut that couldn’t manage to wait until she got back to the dorms.

Jake moaned into her ear softly as she nestled in around his throbbing cock. She slid forward and gave his shaft a slippery and hot embrace with her dripping slit. He could feel the throbbing nub of her clit pushing into his sensitive rod as she shifted slightly, subtly rubbing herself against him in a gentle rhythm as she started to read again. It was like she was absent-mindedly masturbating herself with his member as she got turned on by her own writing.

And turned on she got. As her rocking motions got bolder, her already soaked mound began to sweat a stream of her juices onto Jake's straining cock. The lower half of his shaft quickly was slick with her arousal, dripping down to coat his shaved balls inside his jeans. He was panting as hard as she was now, listening to her describing how she was sucking off the mindless fuck pet of a quarterback in her story. Hey that is me! Jake realized numbly, enthralled completely by the erotic spell she was weaving with her voice and the wet kiss her nether lips were giving his shaft. When she grabbed his cock with her hand, he let out a gasp that was way too loud. Flushing in embarrassment, he bit his tongue to stifle the moans that tried to follow as she ground his meat into her folds. Using his manhood like some sort of sex toy, a flesh dildo was an apt enough name he realized now, to press against her aroused clit and pull it further into the wet crevasse of her sex that now enveloped his shaft and wrapped around half his girth.

"Oh fuck, that is good.. good writing. The way she teases her pet, and makes him whimper and strain to fuck her... it really shows how mindless the men are," he murmured, finding it difficult to speak right now. Did he even have a mind? Trying to reclaim some initiative, he brought a hand down to grasp one of her firm ass cheeks under her skirt. Squeezing it hard, he let his fingers trail down the cleft of her ass, brushing and teasing her puckered rosebud before drifting further down to rub the dripping folds at the bottom of her slit. Her entrance was right there and he began to push into it lightly with the tip of his middle finger as his index finger pushed gently on her pucker. Just a little touch to make sure she wasn't the only one doing the teasing.

When the character in the story told the quarterback to fuck her cunt, Jake couldn't help but grunt in surprise. Elise seemed almost embarrassed to whisper the word 'cunt' in his ear, pausing and inadvertently emphasizing it more, but she couldn't not say it as they could both see it on her screen. And she had written it! Such a dirty word from his outwardly vanilla tutor. Jake simply couldn't believe how filthy and slutty she got in her stories. It was so fucking hot to think about. He would have sworn he couldn't get any harder, but his aching cock somehow stiffened more. Elise shivered suddenly and then rose up, hand on his cock positioning his bulbous head right in the bottom of her crevasse where it nestled happily in her drenched folds, ready to plunge into her channel. His finger had just been teasing that tight hole and he knew how wet and ready it was for his rod.

"I'll fuck your cunt, I'll fuck it right here in the library and make you the dirty little slut you want to be," he whispered in her ear as his hands grabbed her hips and pushed her down onto his throbbing rod firmly. It took all his self-control to not scream out in pleasure as he slid into her. She was so tight, but extremely wet, and his big cock pushed through her folds as he slid his length into her gripping passage in one, smooth and continuous motion. Stretching, expanding and spearing deep into her body as his fingers squeezed her hips in frustration at not being able to vocalize his pleasure. In the quiet of the library, the wet sluuuuurp of his entrance sounded loud to him and he realized he'd been holding his breath as he finally pushed home. Fully inside her now, her bare ass rested once again on his thighs.

They looked almost normal with no bulge in her skirt to give them away. Just a bookish coed straddling her hunk boyfriend's lap in the library as they looked at a laptop. Only their faces gave them away to a careful observer. Jake's was slack-jawed and his eyes glazed with pleasure, tongue almost lolling out at times as tiny moans escaped. She was squeezing his cock so tightly with her walls; her hot warmth surrounding his rod on all sides. This deep inside her, every breath she took or little motion she made sent pleasure directly to his brain. He held her still like that for a long time, catching his breath. Then he realized, as the initial crazy lust and desire to take her faded, that his cock was fully inside Elise's pussy in the library on a Tuesday night with people all around them. What the fuck was he going to do now? And how was he possibly going to get out of this situation? He couldn't fuck her nearly as hard as he wanted like this, nor could they go anywhere unless he slid out. And there was no way he'd willing pull out of her pussy' sweet embrace at this point without cumming. Well, there was only one thing to do he decided.

"Ok, so what happens next?" he finally said, a wicked smile on his face as he gazed at Elise's eyes. A hand left her hips to slide under her skirt. He started to slowly circle her clit with his thumb as he waited for her to continue.

Every once in awhile she’d stop, her eyes would squeeze shut and her brow would furrow in concentration as she tried her hardest to suppress a moan. Sometimes her mouth would open in a noiseless scream, a natural reflex she could not suppress. She’d then heave a couple of shakey, panting breaths, and then be alright to continue reading. His touch was maddening…Jake seemed to want to push her, his acts just as brazen and taboo as her writing. His finger pressing so insistently on her puckered ring of muscle made her gasp and clutch at him, wiggling her ass to get more of the new sensation. So lost in his incredibly naughty touches that she barely heard him when he said that he was indeed going to fuck her right here in the library.

“W-wait!” she stammered and squeaked out just a little too late. It wasn’t that she didn’t want him pounding into her, Elise wanted that very, very much at this point. She was just very aware that taking his massive dick all at once was going to be next to impossible to do quietly. Why did it have to be a Tuesday during Midterms week with everyone in the library, trying to cram in some last minute information?

Elise’s eyes went wide as her pussy was slammed down onto his cock, stretching her, filling her, making her heart jump up into her throat as pain and pleasure collided. She immediately ducked her head down, forehead resting onto his shoulder to steady herself and help remember which way was up. Having him ram his entire length into her was dizzying. The hand that had been holding onto his cock now grabbed his shirt collar and she jammed as much of the fabric into her mouth as she could. She bit down, squeezed her eyes shut, grinded her teeth, doing anything and everything she could to help stifle the scream that threatened to come out as Jake forced his thick rod into her tight heat. Stars exploded behind her eyes and felt like she was going to pass out, no one had ever stretched her or claimed her so roughly ever before. Elise felt like she was going to be split in two, but her pussy was obviously loving it. The folds immediately began to flutter and clench around him, her body subconsciously seeking it’s own pleasure.

Sluurrrp. Oh shit…she was so wet that the initial thrust had made so much noise that she was now terrified of moving. Even though she wanted to ride her quarterback’s cock and be his shameless little slut, she couldn’t bring herself to do so! Elise was embarrassingly wet and the only thing that could make her humiliation any worse was being caught. Without her panties, her arousal would surely just drip down her thighs upon dismounting him if they got kicked out, making her a mockery in the knowing eyes of her peers from here to the front door as her juices ran down her legs.

“You are an impetuous ass,” the blonde grumbled as Jake smiled up at her. “Now we’re stuck like this…ohhh f-fuck…” she hissed as his thumb began to circled her clit, hips bucking forward to seek more pleasure, but at the sound of her wet folds clutching and squishing around his cock she froze. Goddamnit…you whore! How the hell are you –this- wet?!

Unable to really move, Elise supposed there was nothing more that she could do than continue her story like Jake wanted…and how she secretly wanted to too. Though she hoped she didn’t have to read it in it’s entirety…as embarrassingly depraved as it was right now, it was all downhill from here. Why had she written a story that took place over an -entire- weekend? Holy fuck and there was a massively ridiculous sex scene towards the end where she enters her pet in a fucking competition where she rides him and onlookers grow shocked when she allows him to fuck her so mercilessly in order to take his own pleasure as well as give her hers. It was a sort of depraved bit of romance that most of her stories needed to make the indulgent smut palatable…that the lead grows fond of her Pet, so much so that she allows the mindless animal to have his way with her over and over again…until she is reduced to a lusty whore that begs for his cock whenever they are alone.

”OooOoo yessss…” I hissed as his cock stretched me, filling my achingly tight pussy. He could only ram about half of his dick into me since I still hovered over him, but even then I was quite a stuffed little girl. He knew it, I knew it…and the knowledge that he was the biggest I had ever had seemed to make him preen and he grinned up at me, looking rather pleased with himself. I reached down, gently caressing his cheek to pet him. “Yes, yes…you’re the biggest.” I chuckled and started to rock my hips slowly downwards, groaning as I willed my body to accept every inch of his agonizingly big cock.

Chancing that perhaps she could move a -tiny- bit, she started to slowly roll her hips forward, forcing just centimeters of movement, but that was all it took to get her to gasp. For a moment she was quiet, only filling the silence by giving Jake soft, wet kisses along his jaw and neck. When finally she felt like she could continuously rock her hips subconsciously while reading the story, she peered back over at the glowing screen of the laptop. Her voice now dripped with even more lust as she rocked her hips; obviously she craved a more forceful pounding.

”You’re the biggest…but do you think you can make me scream the loudest?” I purred and smiled as he looked up at me questioningly. I had already let him have so many liberties with me, and I was about to give him another huge one by allowing him to move, to be more than just a flesh dildo that I rode for my own pleasure. “Go on…it’s okay.” I cooed reassuringly. He hesitated for a moment, but when I gave him a soft growl of want, he lost himself. His strong hands grasped tightly onto my undulating hips, forcing me to hold still just a few inches above him. I gasped, surprised by his strength as he held me there, blue eyes boring into mine. My new pet began jackhammering up into me, so hard that I cried out and fell forward, catching myself by placing my hands on either side of his head. My breasts so close to his mouth made his cock twitch inside of me. He released my ass only to grab at my blouse, ripping and shredding the fabric like it was tissue paper. I was too surprised to order him to stop; no Pet had ever shown such unbridled passion to me before, I barely knew what to do with myself. He tore apart my bra, my large breasts immediately bouncing into his view. With a growl he latched onto one of my nipples, licking and sucking so hard that I whimpered. His warm, wet mouth was maddening. I knew that I couldn’t possibly last much longer, everything inside of me was begging for release.

“Fuck me!” I cried out, trying my best to force authority into my voice, but it was difficult as I heaved shuddering breaths from how he claimed me so roughly. His strong hands clutched my ass, squeezing the firm orbs so violently that I was sure he would leave bruises. But I didn’t care, I didn’t bother to punish him either. All I wanted was his cock to keep up it’s relentless pounding. “Faster! Pound my pussy, Pet. Make me cum.” I hissed and was rewarded with him redoubling his efforts; fucking me so hard I could do little more than moan and scream like an animal. I could feel his cock begin to twitch and throb and he whimpered pitifully with his want to claim me. I looked down at him, suckling my breasts so needily, his face was contorted and he looked pained as he tried his hardest to hold back. “Don’t you dare stop fucking me!” I growled, bucking my hips into his, trying my best to ride him even though his thrusts were so violent it was all I could do to hold on. “Cum in me…keep fucking me but cum in me…fill me up…claim me infront of your teammates.”

Elise was panting, her cheeks flushed and her skin burning with excitement. She was losing herself, she could feel her sharp mind growing lazy, clouded with lust. Part of her was starting to become jealous of her character who lived in a world where riding your flesh dildo in public was common practice. She shivered at the thought of going to one of Jake’s games…to meet up with him to congratulate him, only for him to decide to claim her as his trophy. To fuck her like the shameless slut she was, right infront of his teammates.

She whimpered softly…she -wanted- to beg. The sudden realization conflicted with every feminist ideal she had…but there it was all the same. She wanted to beg Jake to take her somewhere, anywhere where she could scream and moan and beg to be fucked.

There was one wall left up, her last wall of control…the one that pushed her on and kept her slutty mouth shut. She needed to try to figure out a way to make him break first, to have –him- be the one to beg for the privilege to make her scream. Then she could at least pretend to keep a little bit of her dignity when she allowed it to happen, even though it was mainly -her- deep desire to let go of all the female empowering ideals she held on to, to just be reduced to nothing but a vulnerable, sex-starved mess. As Jake began to circle her clit with his thumb in earnest, Elise got the bright idea to squeeze his cock with her folds. They were already fluttering and swollen against him…but now she tensed her muscles of her sex so that they pulled and clenched around him in an upwards motion, trying to milk his thick shaft and drive him wild, hopefully turn him into the same animal that his character was. Make him beg...at least make him ask permission... Her mind whirled, trying to find a sentence…some words she could use as her weapon.

“Do you want me Jake? Do you want me to ride you?” Elise cooed sweetly into his ear, her words managing to come out with a hell of a lot more confidence than she felt. “Beg me…beg me and I’ll ride your cock right here, right now.”

Jake had never experienced so much pleasure from simply not moving before in his life. The erotic charge he was getting from the risk of being caught with Elise impaled on his cock in the library was unbelievable. He was unable to make any noise, still scared to move, and worried that someone was going to discover them at any time and cause a humiliating and public ending to their crazy act. The danger, the insanity and the pure and overwhelming lust he felt were all swirling together into a heady cocktail that amplified everything he was feeling! Fuck, there was someone around four feet away on the other side of the cubicle wall studying while Elise rocked on his lap, grinding her clit against his thumb as her tight pussy subtly squeezed his shaft. His senses were so stimulated by adrenaline that the pleasure he got from just that slight motion felt like he was fully fucking her.

Burying his head in her sweet smelling hair, Jake moaned and then bit her neck. He kept his mouth on her neck, teeth grazing it every time he felt the urge to moan as she began to read again. It was torturous and her rocking only grew stronger, with pauses every now and then to kiss his neck and jaw. All he could do was continue to circle her clit with his thumb, hoping he was inflicting more sexual damage on her than she was on him.

And the dirty story itself was now filling Jake's head again. The eerie similarity between fictional and real world activity was causing his already spinning mind to lose its grip on what was actually happening and what was her smutty imagination. Subconsciously, they both began to mirror the filthy smut she was whispering into his ear. It was like fucking her using miniature or slow motions. An exquisitely restrained mimicry of all the outrageous acts she described done at 1/10th the scale. Both of his hands slid under her skirt to squeeze her bare ass cheeks. Gripping those firm globes, he started to lift her up and down on his cock, but only moving her body an inch in distance with each stroke. Her gentle rise and fall was almost unnoticeable to anyone seeing the top of her head from across the room, but that small distance she traveled made him gasp and bite down harder on her slender neck in uncontrollable pleasure. Jake's cock felt on fire as she gripped it and he wanted so badly to fuck her with his full length and just spear her teasing passage with his big cock.

His resolve to hold back was crumbling and his brain began to make him forget about getting caught. It would all be worth it if he could have a dozen hard, fast pumps into her dripping hole. Maybe two dozen if he could even last that long. Fuck, just give him that sweet relief and he'd gladly have to meet with the Dean tomorrow to discuss his bad behavior. The Coach would understand. No one would blame him if they were in his predicament. Trapped by this kinky repressed slut's pussy in the library study room and being denied an orgasm. He had no choice really, he had to just full on fuck her right here and now!

And then she squeezed him with her pussy and a low moan escaped the teeth that clenched her neck in response. She was trying to get him to beg her to let him fuck her! Some primal and deep masculine pride surged up in him at that request. Who did she think she was? He was the star quarterback that had women throwing themselves at him every night. She was a hot, but nerdy and quiet English major that should be creaming herself and masturbating all night just because she got to spend an hour tutoring him one on one. Not someone that could get him to beg to fuck her! Redirecting all his lust into the last vestige of ego he had left he chuckled into her ear and bit it while he pushed down on her clit hard, flicking it with his thumb.

"Why don't you beg me to not fuck you right here? I'm going to do it hard and fast, until you start screaming to the whole room what a slut you are," he whispered back. "Because I'm so ready to fuck you right now that I don't care if we get caught. I bet you'd cum after only ten strokes of my big cock in your wet... cunt." He almost didn't say the last word, but since she had written it he knew now that she'd find it especially dirty when hot and bothered like this.

Sudden movement in the corner of Jake's eye caused him to straighten up and separate his head from hers for a second, one of his hands going casually to the laptop to pretend like he was working while the other stayed on her ass cheek under her skirt. He glanced over innocently, trying to keep a pleasant smile on his face. Pretending with all his acting skill that he wasn't in the middle of fucking someone in the cubicle. It was one of the library workers, a coed who sat at the information desk at the front of the room. She was probably doing rounds or something and she shyly smiled back at him when she recognized him, eyes drifting briefly to Elise with a quizzical look on her face.

Hesitantly she came closer, assuming that the star quarterback just had an unusually frisky girlfriend on his lap looking at a laptop together.

"Umm, Jake, right?" she asked a smile on her face.

"Yes... what's up?" he replied, trying not to pant. The girl erupted into some starstruck and disjointed ramble about how excited she was for the football season next year. Jake grunted and nodded as she spoke. Either his mind was totally shot or this girl was making no sense. Holy shit. He was trying to have a conversation with this random girl while he had his entire cock buried into Elise's pussy. And so far the girl seemed to not notice. He regripped Elise's ass cheek and realized how close his middle finger was to her puckered ring. Since Elise was evidently trying to cheat by squeezing his cock with her pussy, he decided to do his own hidden trick and started to push his middle finger against her sensitive rosebud. Circling it once, twice and then, on the third time, pushing two knuckles deep into her ass. The reaction of Elise's body to his shocking intrusion sent a spasm of pleasure through Jake's body and he let out a moan that he turned into a mumbled thank you to his evidently ardent fan.

"Mhmmm- yes, thanks for the support, I'm trying to study with my tutor here, if you don't mind," he said, hoping his eyes weren't too glazed with pleasure. The clueless coed seemed still starstruck enough that she didn't say anything as she backed away. Just when Jake was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another voice cried out and he saw a girl in track team sweats walking towards them with a shocked look on her face.

"Elise?!"

Elise gasped, biting her lip down to suppress a needy whimper. She loved any attention given to her neck, especially if it was on the rougher side. Jake’s teeth grazing against her made her shiver and shake in his lap. She tilted her head to the side, offering more of the delicate flesh to his mouth. Just the animal nature of it drove her wild…the feeling that Jake held her pulse point right between his teeth made her shiver. When Jake hissed into her ear, throwing her begging command right back at her, she felt something in her begin to stir at the base of her stomach. Nerves? Lust? Was Jake just a worthy opponent, strong and confident? Well...he -would- dip down low, dance along the threshold where she thought he would break and then rise back up. He wouldn’t let her pin him into a corner…he was scrappy, she liked that.

No, he’s not scrappy. You’re just another girl that throws herself at him. He won’t submit to you. He’s a pompous ass of an all star jock. And now you’re the type of girl that you hate. Easy, slutty. Good job setting women back 60 years.

And now the shame she had felt that had been so exhilarating was beginning to warp itself into regret. The stirring at the base of her stomach turned into humiliation and Elise had half of a mind to just get off of his dick and leave. And all these emotions were running through her while the little coed from the reference desk began to try to chat up Jake with Elise sitting right in his lap no less! Really? Does she look like –that- much of a nerd that it is so entirely implausible that she –may- be with this hunk of a jock? That another girl would try to move in on her territory?

-My- territory? Have you completely lost your mind?!

While Jake was busy talking to his fan club, Elise was busy tightening the muscles of her sex as hard and as fast as she could. Before the sensation had been pleasant, but now she was set to totally overload him and keep his mind here, on her, instead of this other little coed. This sudden urge to lure Jake’s attention away from this new girl and back onto her was…unexpected. Why did she care? He wasn’t her boyfriend. He wasn’t her friend. They were just going to fuck. That was it. But still...there was something inside of her that wanted to possess him, to drive him so wild that she was the only girl he could think of the next time he brought some drunk cheerleader back to his dorm room.

It seemed all the rough clenching of her pussy had worked. Jake reciprocated by forcing his finger into her sensitive and tight little rear, making all the nerves fire off all at once. Her body shook, her folds quivered even without her forcing them to. She had half a mind to just ride him to orgasm right now. She was so turned on…and had this ridiculous want to claim him as hers right infront of this girl that was so starstruck and taken with him.

Seriously Elise…you’ve lost your goddamn mind.

These had been her plans: to fuck him silly, maybe go home with him, then fuck him some more. After all, she did have an entire semester of depraved, pent up lust between her legs. She could use a little stress relief with her tutee that had found out her dirty little secret. And if Jake was going to make the claim that he could go all night, Elise was going to hold him to it.

At least…that had been the plan until she heard a familiar voice say her name. Elise’s entire sex roughly tugged on his cock, the ring of muscle clutched at his finger, totally stopping his gentle movements. Her entire body stiffened as she froze, petrified. Could it be anyone other than her suitemate?!?! All of the flush ran from her face, her creamy skin managing to turn porcelain in color.

Oh no…no no no no no no!!

“H-hey…Lizzy…”Go away! Go away…I’ll see you back at the suite later! Elise desperately willed her suitemate to leave. But obviously the girl was –very- interested that her friend was in some jock’s lap. Though upon closer inspection, Lizzy realized that it wasn’t just any jock! It was the star football player that was supposed to lead their team to victory this year. What the flying hell was he doing with Elise? The girl was blonde but she sure didn’t look like any buxom cheerleader he probably took to bed all the time. Had the whole world gone mad?!

“Doing some ‘special’ tutoring I see?” Lizzy smirked. She was lanky, rather tomboyish, well muscled and looked every bit like a jock while she was sporting her track apparel. “Just trying to get out of late night practice to spend time with your new boyfriend huh?”

“N-No!” Elise’s voice was strained. She was half telling ‘no’ to Jake who was wreaking havoc on her by trying to fuck her forbidden hole while her roommate questioned her. Sentences! You make sentences! You know those things that usually start with some sort of noun, include a verb, end in a period?! ”He’s not my…we’re not…” Elise stammered. Great, that's even better. Way to look like slut, just sitting in some random guy's lap. A+ job Elise. By the way, those were ellipses, you idiot. Complete your thoughts for goodness sake!

Sentences don’t just make themselves you know…especially when there is a massive cock waiting to go off in your pussy, and some asshole is playing with -your- asshole while you’re trying to salvage your dignity. Elise didn’t sit in boy’s laps. She thought it was too demeaning…though technically she wasn’t really sitting as much as she was straddling and had been ready to ride Jake’s pulsing rod to orgasm less than a minute ago.

But she supposed Lizzy's innocent question/statement that Jake was her new boyfriend was raising a good point right now. What the hell were they and what the hell were they doing? Obviously the boundaries between tutor and tutee had been lit on fire. They weren’t dating. They weren’t friends and couldn’t constitute as ‘fuck buddies’ since they didn't run in the same circles. This was probably a one time thing. Ugh...even though she'd have to see him again if he needed help with another Creative Writing assignment, which might make it -not- a one time thing. She'd really need to see about getting him switched to another one of the English tutors. As hot as this was, she was rapidly coming to realize that Jake would not bend to her. He wouldn't compromise and wouldn't meet her depraved lust in the middle. He probably got off rolling around in all that power. The feminist in her definitely wouldn't let her turn this whole debacle into a repeat performance.

Just...get rid of Lizzy. Take your pleasure, then go home and wash off the shame with a nice long shower.

“We’re just…ah…doing some…research.” She cringed a bit at the lameness of the excuse and Lizzy snorted in disbelief. REALLY?! –THAT’S- what you come up with?! Technically…she supposed she was doing some research, this would be an excellent story to write about later. Though she’d probably edit out the parts where she looked like a stammering idiot. Ugh…no…she had to keep those parts in…it made the character more interesting. If everyone was perfect, no one would want to read erotica. Perfect characters were boring. Willing subs: a dime a dozen, manly domineering men that didn’t have a sensitive bone in their body: hot but ultimately boring due to their redundancy and lack of dialogue. So yeah, she'd let Jake fuck her, get this whole thing out of her system with some writing, then pawn him off on one of the English tutors so that she didn't have to deal with him again.

"We're...almost done with our session...I'll see you back at the suite later? Then we'll talk?" Elise asked her friend, her face looking hopeful that her suitemate would take the hint and leave.

It was Jake's turn to breathe a sigh of relief. Not only had his finger trick seemed to distract Elise from trying to milk him to orgasm with her vaginal muscles, but it was the perfect torture device to have in place as her suitemate approached. He kept a rigid smile on his face as his somewhat glazed eyes stared at Elise's friend with a spacey expression. Lots of people assumed he was a dumb football player so he knew it was a look he could pull off with conviction while he fought to not moan out loud just from the slight shifting Elise made to face her friend.

Elise had scared him badly with those clamping muscles on his hard cock. Jake had suffered a momentary flashback of a tryst one night with some other coed had surprised him with the agility and strength of her hidden muscles. That skinny girl had ridden him to the point of bursting and then stopped, whispering to him that while he was quite strong, she also had a lot of hidden muscles. Then, without moving her torso an inch, she had deftly milked him to a monstrous explosion with only her amazingly dextrous inner walls. That amazing feat had flashed into Jake's horrified brain as the nerdy information desk girl had tried to talk to him. But, his ploy had worked and he was now the most grateful he'd ever been for having a distracting finger in someone's ass!

He was very happy it was now Elise who was sputtering and trying to maintain some semblance of speech function with someone who knew her very well standing a couple feet away. Any thoughts of milking Jake internally were gone and she seemed to be fighting to convince her friend that she was just doing a tutoring exercise. Jake had to grin a little at that excuse, wondering what kind of exercise she thought an English tutor could do that would require straddling her student's lap in the library while wearing a skirt! Jake felt a twinge of sympathy for her, having been in nearly the same position seconds before. Fighting to not orgasm in front of a stranger as Elise had been driving him crazy with her squeezing hole.

"Yes.. exercise.. she is my tutor," he grunted out. He'd thought he could give some sort of coherent support to Elise, but he sounded even worse than the most scathing stereotype of a dumb football player as he struggled to string six words together in an intelligible sentence.

Jake still couldn't believe he'd gotten himself into this predicament. And with his English tutor of all people! To make things worse, the entire setting, everything from the closet nymphomaniac on his lap, to the risk of being caught, to the complete stranger that was essentially watching him fuck Elise in public, were all conspiring to make this arguably the hottest sexual experience he could remember. And this from a guy who had lots of sexual experiences! His bold plans of seducing her had changed into him fighting to save face while she attempted to ride him to a public humiliation he was growing helpless to resist.

Thank god he had this brief reprieve to plot out his strategy. As Elise tried desperately to get her nosy suitemate to go, he leaned his mouth close to her and whispered so only she could hear him.

"Hey, if you don't want me to start to fuck you right now, in front of her," he said in a husky tone, "Just slip the word please into whatever you say to her next. Otherwise, I can't wait.. this feels too good." To emphasize his threat, he twitched his cock and wiggled his finger slightly. Guys couldn't clench, but they could twitch. And a twitch at the right time could definitely still be a weapon in this game of covert teasing they were stuck in!

Lizzy seemed to eye them with renewed interest when Jake grunted out his few words…almost like…he was in between thrusts or something. Green eyes studied her friend carefully: how incredibly uncomfortable she looked, the dumb spaced out expression on the quarterback’s face, the positioning of Elise’s skirt conveniently over the boy’s lap. Elise couldn’t be…? …No. Elise was a prude. Half the time Lizzy would just swear the other girl was a lesbian due to the incredibly short parade of nerdy, sensitive guys Elise brought home. Why not just date women if you wanted someone with feelings? But every time Lizzy made a pass at her, her friend would just blush and brush it off. Maybe Elise was just asexual.

When the motion of Jake coming forward to whisper into her ear caused Lizzy’s eyebrows to truly rise in surprise, Elise thought her ship was sunk. Thanks for the support Jake…please stop talking. Then she felt his cock twitch inside of her and it was everything she could do to keep from jumping! Really…you’re not helping. She had been so focused on trying to get Lizzy that the sensation of Jake’s throbbing member inside of her was easy to ignore. But that twitch was a very scary reminder that her tutee was close to losing control and just fucking her silly infront of her friend.

Lizzy’s unnerving nosyness was killing her. She needed something to distract her…and needed to form a complete sentence with the word ‘Please’ in it before Jake made a fool out of her infront of a girl that she had to live in in a suite with for the next 6 months!

“-Please- leave the front door unlocked when you get home, okay? I’ll be there in a little bit…but I forgot my keys again…” The girls in the suite like to tease Elise for how forgetful she was so she figured it would be a good change of topic to distract her friend a little bit. Granted if Lizzy bothered to look, she’d see Elise’s keys hooked onto her satchel with a carabiner. But the bag was tucked under the desk, and the more interesting view of Elise in Jake’s lap kept her nosy roomie from noticing.

“Good God Elise…how you can be so smart and forget your damn keys every other day? I should just tell the girls and the RA to keep you locked out so that you have to go home with him tonight.” Lizzy smirked. But she had supposed that she had embarrassed Elise enough…for now. She had to go hurry home and tell their other suitemates all about a certain feminist English tutor that was caught straddling the quarterback! Oh they were going to torture her for details the moment she got home. “Well…you two kids enjoy your little ‘writing exercise’.” And with a teasing grin, Lizzy was off, leaving Elise and Jake all alone.

OhthankGod! Elise breathed a sigh of relief now that her friend had left. At least…she thought she left. Lizzy was the kind of person who liked to pretend to leave and then pop back in to find you doing something incredibly embarrassing.

“Hang on one second…” She stood up just a tiny bit to peer over the cubicle. Well…that tiny bit turned into a lot of bit as she strained to see over the little wall while straining to keep the tip of Jake’s cock inside of her. Someone was in the one right next to theirs…but he had his headphones on and wouldn’t be able to see them unless he took the long way around his own cubicle and passed by theirs in order to get to the front door. The whole library was still full of people but now it was getting so late in the night that the whispers were becoming a little louder. Some study groups had finished cramming and were now chatting to relax while they slowly packing up. Good…while she definitely wouldn’t be allowed to moan, Elise felt fairly certain that there was just enough ambient noise that the sound of her dripping wet sex clutching desperately to his cock while Jake pounded into her wouldn’t be so embarrassingly noticeable.

“Okay…coast’s clear. Now…where were we?” Elise looked down at him and with an innocent little smile, the English tutor impaled herself back onto his cooling rod, digging her nails into his shoulders and biting her bottom lip to keep from crying out.

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Jake let out a grunt as he heard Elise say the word please. It was a small victory, but a nice one nonetheless. What he really wanted her to do was beg him to fuck her. Wasn't that what started this whole thing? Or maybe it was just that her story had made him so horny he had to fuck her in the library. Or maybe he had bragged about giving her a real fuck for the first time? He couldn't really remember anymore and getting her to beg was becoming less and less important. What he really wanted to do was make her cum so hard from his pounding cock that she'd be begging for him to fuck her again. Another round was the important goal. One where he could actually move, and yell and do things. And then another, and another. His heart skipped a beat as he thought about the bottomless pool of kinkiness her mind might contain if that one story he read was any indication. The thought of exploring all her depraved fantasies one by one was too much to bear and he spontaneously let out a moan. He turned that cry into a dazed nod of goodbye to Lizzy who finally seemed to be departing.

Numbly, Jake realized Elise was telling him to wait and he bit his lip as she rose up, barely keeping the sensitive tip of his cock in her tight hole as she peered around the room. He was very aware that with her skirt hiked up and her standing, anyone walking around the corner would get a glimpse of his slick rod between her legs. When she sat back down again, he let out a guttural gasp at the feeling of nearly his full length sliding back into the warm embrace of her passage. Oh shit. He was so turned on it wouldn't take much more he realized after that motion.

"Ok, I need to fuck you right now. No time for us to move," Jake whispered to her as he placed his other hand under her skirt and teased her clit with his thumb again. Somehow he'd kept his middle fingertip in her ass and he plunged that in and out her gently as well. "Just ride me, as fast as you can but keep it short.. stay low. Little strokes. I'll keep an eye out for people. Just think of me as a flesh dildo you are fucking, a lump of hard meat to ride yourself to oblivion on. Use me like the fucking stud in your story. Go."

Jake wanted this exquisite torture to end and knew a massive orgasm was building from all the danger and risk of fucking her in public. Now he just need to figure out a way to get enough motion to cum. He hoped she'd be able to bounce enough on his cock to send him on his way, but if that wasn't working, he was thinking of back-up positions. Perhaps if she just bent over the desk, he could half-crouch behind her and use his hips. And if someone approached he could sit down and pull her onto his lap facing forward... That could work. Jake's mind was frantically considering all options as he waited for Elise to start to fuck him.

Elise bit her bottom lip to suppress a moan as his thumb began to sweep back and forth against her clit. Coupled with the finger that was now thrusting into her sensitive little ass, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to hold out much longer. Their almost hour of foreplay had gotten her so wet and ready that she was struggling to hold back her orgasm so that she could enjoy a ride on the quarterback’s cock. Jake’s words were all the encouragement she needed in order to start bucking into him and taking her pleasure, to find that sweet release that she so needed. This whole tutoring session had been torture, all she wanted now was it to be over with a quick fuck, then they could figure out if there would be a repeat performance later.

“Ohh…mmm!” She gasped, resting her head onto his shoulder, trying to keep herself low as she wrapped her arms around his neck, using his body as leverage as she began to rock in his lap. Elise needed to start slow and get used to the sensation, otherwise she’d end up screaming her head off. And so she rocked her hips, letting his pulsing rod slide in and out of her slick heat at no more than an inch or two at a time. Her breathing began to quicken again and all that rocking wasn’t even close to enough for her anymore. She needed something rougher. Goddamn this library! She so desperately wanted to be absolutely pounded but it was impossible in this place. All she could do was begin to bounce in his lap as quickly as she could; it took her a couple of experimental bounces in order to figure out a rhythm…she had never had sex in a chair before. But soon enough she had a hang of it and was riding him, her pace slightly frantic, her body and posture having an air of desperation. She was so very wet, she couldn’t take it anymore. She needed to cum. But every upstroke caused her skirts to move, sending gusts of air that rapidly cooled her arousal, almost like an icey denial of hot pleasure each time.

“Mmmm…fuck… Jake.” Elise breathed into his ear. “I bet you wish we were somewhere else…so you could hear me scream.” Her nails dug into his back and she grit her teeth, trying to be as quiet as possible. All she could manage were soft, panting breaths, some gasps of pleasure, and a couple of very dirty words whispered directly into his ear to help him along. She needed to get him to cum and soon…she didn’t know why; maybe she’d just feel better if they at least came at the same time so that she knew she wasn’t the only one that was so desperate for this. Even though Jake was trying to keep watch, she couldn’t help but want to tease him with something to help him reach his peak too.

“Watch me Jake…watch me cum for you.” The blonde whispered before she leaned backwards, using the cubicle to keep herself from falling over. Elise hitched up her skirt, giving him a view of her swollen pink pussy for the first time all night. Her folds were dripping wet, her clit was peaking out from under it’s hood, and she had gotten so excited that even her thighs glistened in the artificial light of the library. What she wouldn’t give to get him to lick her clean right now.

Hopefully there’d be time to explore a little oral play later. For now kept riding, still bouncing on his cock in short, quick strokes, shivering as his thick member now pressed firmly against her front wall now that she was leaning back, brushing her most sensitive spot with each thrust. Elise shooed away his thumb that was still trying to tease her clit. She spread apart her outer lips with her thumb and ring finger so he had an unobscured view of his naughty tutor eagerly riding his cock just as she had in her story. Then her index and middle finger came down to start rubbing her clit in quick circles. She bit her lower lip, eyes squeezing shut, just about ready to burst. Her folds clenched around his cock, quivering and fluttering as she played with herself, using him for her own pleasure.

Jake was surprised to find that Elise' quiet and gentle fucking was quickly bringing him to the edge. Although she was bouncing no more than an inch or two on his cock with each thrust, her tight passage was gripping him like a vise. It was almost like their constricted motion was magnifying every little rocking thrust of Elise' body instead of diminishing it, making him feel every subtle move by offering no other sensations to distract him. With none of the physical exertion he got when pounding a girl hard, his tense and immobile body didn't have the usual pressure relief valve for the intense pleasure she was giving him. Instead, all her energy was just building and growing in him. Unstoppable and inescapable, she was going to fuck him to a mind shattering orgasm that he couldn't even risk acknowledging with more than a low moan!

Her nails dug into Jake's back and he squeezed her ass cheek in reflex. Burying his mouth in her hair, he found her ear and tugged on her lobe with his teeth as he murmured to her through gritted teeth. "Oh fuck, you are squeezing my cock so hard. That's it, rock yourself on my big cock, use me like a flesh dildo. See if you can make me yell in the library so everyone can hear how. Fuck me like a piece of stud meat."

Then she leaned back and pulled up her skirt and Jake almost came at just the sight of her bare sex and the hot rush from the exhibitionism she had forced upon them in the crowded library. Until she lifted that fabric, he hadn't seen more of her skin than what had peeked out from beneath her clothes. Somehow, they'd almost reached orgasm while keeping every naughty and intimate part of their bodies hidden! The sudden sight of her swollen and aroused pussy gripping his cock was shocking and almost unbearable. Her shaved skin gleamed wetly in the indoor light, and the pink color of her stretched lips as they swallowed his big cock was a striking contrast to her pale thighs and bare mound. Her clit was so swollen it poked up out of it's wrinkled hood at the top of her slit and Jake willingly let her take over playing with that nub, his eyes fixating on it like a throbbing beacon of her arousal as her expert fingers worked herself to orgasm.

"Yes, yes, rub your clit. Fuck yourself with your fingers as you ride my cock. Let me see you cum on my dick, fuck me, oh god, I'm going to to cum, yes, yes..." Jake panted out, voice quavering slightly as he fought to not scream out loud. He was breathing so hard now it was difficult to speak and she had led him right to the edge and then he felt her clench him harder as she started to let her pleasure overwhelm her.

"Oh, y-yes, y-es, yessss..."

With a grunting, wailing cry that Jake fought to keep low, he squeezed her ass cheek hard and bucked his hips against her motions. That extra bit of stimulation sent him over the edge and his entire body stiffened as he felt the dam of pleasure she had been building in him shatter. Sweet relief flooded through his body as pleasure surged through him. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't talk and could barely moan as he came in a ragged series of gasping spurts. He felt himself shooting inside her, ever spasm of his cock sending a fresh jolt of pleasure through him that made his body twitch. It was an incredible orgasm, made even more exquisitely torturous as he couldn't scream like he want to. He couldn't redirect some of the overwhelming pleasure elsewhere, but instead had to keep it all inside him, bouncing and reverberating between his pulsing cock and his spinning head. The pleasure compounded and built-up and he almost panicked thinking he couldn't hold it any longer and would have to scream, before it started to slowly fade as he let out a long breath.

"Oh fuck, you..." he gasped out, breathing ragged and hard now. His mind felt like jelly and he struggled to think as he started to become aware of his surroundings, including the gently rocking girl on his cock in a library cubicle. "Wow... how did you.. fuck.. I've never cum so hard and... not being able to talk.. oh fuck."

Elise whimpered softly, brow furrowed in concentration. His words were driving her crazy and just made her even hotter and wetter. His harsh grasp on her ass and the few, desperate, rough thrusts into her was all that it took to send her toppling over the edge. Her head tilted back and her mouth opened up as though she were about to scream, but no sound came out, the contortion of her face looking especially painful a she struggled not to make a sound. Though the entire time she came, the litany of Oh God! OH GOD! Oh-god-oh-god-oh-god-oh-god! OHHH! bounced around so loudly in her head that she felt like she could actually hear herself crying out in ecstasy!

Her entire body trembled and her hips jerked forward, driving him as deep as his massive cock could go as he came. She struggled to ride him, to keep their shared orgasm going for as long as she could. But soon enough that was becoming far too hard to do as her butt and thighs protested all the abuse. Unable to even move anything other than her hand, she kept furiously rubbing at her clit even through the initial waves of pleasure, forcing the walls of her slick heat to tighten and contract around his throbbing member that was buried so deep inside of her. Her folds spasmed, tightened, her clit kept shooting bolts of pleasure up her body with every swipe that were so intense that tiny little tears began to form in her eyes. How the hell was she so horny? This was so unlike her! She’d never played with herself infront of a guy before.

With shuddering, heavy breaths that she was trying her hardest to return to normal, she trembled ontop of him, half leaning against the cubicle and half resting in his lap. She didn’t want to move and would’ve gladly just passed out with him still buried inside of her. But a gust of cool air over her rapidly cooling pussy reminded her that she was very, very exposed right now.

“Little…help?” She panted out softly, managing to raise her head enough to look at him, unable to move in anything more than a rocking motion in his lap. She offered Jake her hand so that he could pull her back up so that she was sitting in his lap. Once sitting up properly again, she rested her head on his shoulder and shut her eyes, content to just cuddle up with him for a moment and catch her breath. He smelled nice…his natural scent wasn’t bad as well as the pleasant aroma of his cologne.

Cuddling with your supposed ‘fuck toy’?! What the hell are you doing?!?! This isn’t according to plan at all!!

So tired…she didn’t care that this was so incredibly wrong on so many different levels. She nuzzled and kissed at his neck lightly, catching the salty taste of his sweat on her lips and tongue. These were probably the first real kisses she had given him all evening. The first and only one so far had just been a teasing brush of lips. How incredibly odd they were, fucking before even seeing eachother naked, and talking about fantasies before even kissing.

What the hell has gotten into you?! She pushed her rational mind away and tried to just enjoy this, at least for a little while.

“I don’t know…I’ve never…done anything like that before.” A bright blush crept into her already flushed cheeks. She had never, ever had a partner make her cum before. Not in a secluded bedroom and certainly not in a public place!

Her hands lightly traced along his muscular chest. He was so different from any guy she had ever been with before. Manly…strong…not afraid to talk dirty to her and really get her going. And judging by his writing and the way he spoke before, he wasn’t really an idiot as she had expected him to be. Ugh…why couldn’t he just be an egotistical male pig so that she could just leave him and not feel weird about that. But after cumming so hard…she didn’t really know what to do with him anymore. She –should- leave and never speak of this moment ever again. But part of her wanted to do this again, right now, somewhere else where they could be loud.

“Attention students. The library will be closing in 15 minutes.” A woman’s voice crackled over the PA system. Was it really that late? How long had they been at it?

“Well…I guess we should go. Where did you put my panties?” Elise finally picked up her head from his shoulder to look at him. She’d kind of need those in order to keep from making a total mess of herself when she got off of him. So the blonde started poking around in the pockets of his jacket and his jeans, trying to find the underwear he had pilfered from her so that she could go.

Jake was aware dimly of Elise starting to come down from her own apparently strong orgasm. First came a flip down of her skirt, hiding the sight of his cock still buried in her bare pussy. That little slice of exposed flesh that she finally hid was even dirtier in the contrast of their setting and full clothing. Who knew bad artificial lighting and a sterile cubicle could make things more erotic?

Jake helped her up to lean against him and his slowly softening cock enjoyed her slight squirming and rocking as she started to kiss and nuzzle his neck. He reached up and brought her chin to look up at him, staring into her eyes for a long second with a bemused smile before kissing her on the mouth again. This time slow and lingering, enjoying exploring her mouth in intimate detail.

"I've never done anything like this before either.. I don't know what got into me," Jake replied to her embarrassed admission, his own cheeks coloring slightly. What had happened to him? He'd had sex with lots of girls and done crazy things, but the intense desire Elise had provoked in him was definitely unprecedented. To lose control so much that he had to fuck her right here in the library?! With people all around?! And even worse, the fucking, restrained as it had been, had been one of the most amazing experiences in his life. So he definitely had enjoyed it way too much. Was it just her dirty side that turned him on? She was physically very attractive and her athletic body warranted a more detailed inspection, but she had worked some other magic on him tonight. Something strange had happened between the two of them. Whether on purpose or by accident, and he had never felt more powerless to resist a girl than he had minutes earlier.

That's odd, why did Jake think of himself as resisting her now? Hadn't he been the one seducing her? Didn't this all start with some dare she had about him not being able to fuck her? Perhaps she had played him all along and he was realizing it just now? He believed her innocence and embarrassment at her own reaction, so maybe she wasn't the manipulative sexual aggressor he was suspecting, but something had to explain the strange event that made both of them lose their minds for a bout of mad, passionate and risky sex in public!

The bark of the announcement snapped Jake out of his thoughts and he gave Elise another brief kiss.

"Yeah, I guess we should... uh go," he agreed, somewhat dazed still. He didn't want to be out of her, but his cock was shrinking and she was pawing around looking for her underwear. So he produced them from his pocket and stifled his groan as Elise slid off him, his tired cock slipping from her hot embrace still covered in their fluids. He tucked it away into his jeans as she moved off his lap.

"Look, I just want to say that you were incredible and I really don't do... this... normally. I mean having sex with girls out of the blue and in public. At least not ever sober. And definitely not in the library!" said Jake as he gathered his still reeling mind to some semblance of coherent thought. He blushed slightly as he amended his statement with the qualifiers, but felt a strange sense of comfort and ease with Elise. He already knew embarrassing things about her and he doubted, based on her story, that he could shock her with anything in his kink list at this point. Although, his pulse quickened slightly as he remembered he had seen her username for that erotica website she wrote the story for, he may have to go research her kinks much more thoroughly later on.

"What do you want to do next?" Jake asked, then colored for real when he realized how broad that was and the many possible replies. "I mean, we don't have to finish the.... ahhh... tutoring tonight. I have to go meet some friends now... so can I call you? I don't want to just.. fuck and go... but..." He trailed off lamely. He was supposed to meet some football teammates at their apartment tonight. This was all becoming very awkward. Goodbyes after sex were usually done the next morning when both people had stuff to do, or better yet, at night when you both were drunk. Saying it in the library to a girl who was your tutor and while sober, this was just not something he had lines ready for.

Even worse, if Elise was some random girl that Jake had met after a football game he wouldn't have a concern in the world. Those girls knew what they wanted and so did Jake. No feelings were ever hurt. But, Elise was very different from the many girls that wanted to notch the quarterback on their bedpost. Plus, she was supposed to be his tutor for the rest of the term. Jake wasn't the relationship type for many reasons, but he had a strange urge to see her again. If for no other reason than to have sex with this mysterious and unique vixen that had rocked his world like he'd never experienced before. Where had this strange desire to be with her come from?! Having no experience dealing with women beyond the initial seduction and casual flirting, he suddenly was struggling with something to say that wouldn't sound like he had just gotten everything he wanted from her in the last twenty minutes!

"Umm... I'm bad at this... but I do want to see you again," he finally said.

“Yeah…no…I understand. You were great too…I just don’t know what came over me, sorry about all that…” Why are you apologizing? Should anyone be apologizing? Was it Jake’s fault for snooping around on her computer? Or was it her fault for egging him on by trying to turn the whole stupid mess into a ‘critiquing exercise’. Maybe she should be apologizing, she was the one that was supposed to be in the position of authority. She should’ve been stronger and kept better boundaries up between them…but it was hard to keep up said boundaries when the kid you were tutoring knew about your strange fantasies.

Elise was busily putting on her panties while she listened to him and then started to pack up her things, nodding to show she was paying attention. Which she was, she was a woman, she could multi-task. “Wait…you want to what?” Call her? Elise had been very keen on the whole fucking and running idea… It would make this whole situation so much easier. She really shouldn’t be sleeping with tutees, especially man-whorish football ones.

Yeah! Tell him to fuck off! That you never want to see him again!”

“Um…yeah…sure.” Elise gave him a little smile and pulled out a small notepad from one of the pockets in her side satchel. Then she began scrawling her name and number in a lovely, delicate and flowing script.

No! What’re you doing?! Stop writing your number down! DON’T GIVE HIM YOUR REAL ONE!!! Write down University Police’s number like you do with really drunk guys that won’t leave you alone at the bar. No! Hey! Stop that!

Shhhh…be quiet feminist voice, it’s all okay.

Stupid hormones, you shut the hell up and stop making us do stupid things!!

Sometimes, Elise really hated her own inner monologue. It was like some doofy idiot was writing it rather than an English major that was also a TA and a tutor. But she handed Jake the little piece of paper with her number on it. She wasn’t quite sure what possessed her to do so; she hardly ever gave out her number. While she liked to practice monogamy, she knew most guys in this stage of life did not. Jake would probably just go out with his friends, find another girl to screw, and Elise would of course be even more disgusted with herself later for having sex with that kind of cocky, college guy that just sleeps around.

If I catch anything…so help me Jake…I will destroy you.

It’s fiiinnneeee…don’t worry about it. That gonorrhea outbreak notice that Student Health Services sent out was last year. Besides, penicillin fixes almost anything!

I hate you hormones…I hate you so much.

Well…at least he wasn’t cocky or arrogant right now. He seemed rather sweet and just as sheepish about the whole thing as she was. It was cute… Maybe there really were brains and a heart underneath all that muscle. The thought that this all had the potential to mean something seemed to make her brighten up a little bit. She liked that Jake himself was three dimensional, unlike the two dimensional character she had portrayed him as in her erotic story. So she gave the quarterback a light kiss on the cheek before falling back into her English Tutor persona.

“So…I guess I’ll e-mail you back your paper with my notes later tonight. You can make your corrections and I’ll check over your final draft before you have to give it to Professor Strauss if you need me to.” Feeling much more in her realm now that she was talking to Jake as though he were just her tutee and not some guy that had just fucked her in the library, Elise managed her usual, professional smile as she shouldered her bag. “I’ll see you next week. Have a good night Jake.” And then she turned on her heels and left. About 75% of her was certain that he wouldn’t actually call her.

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Getting back to her suite on the side of campus where the upperclassmen tended to room, Elise’s three other roommates all seemed to be asleep. Thank God, they must’ve gotten tired of waiting for her and had early classes. She took off her heels by the door and snuck as quietly as she could into her bedroom. Afraid to wake up anyone with the sound of the shower, she resigned herself to just changing into her pajamas before flopping into bed, dragging her laptop with her so that she could e-mail Jake his revised paper as promised and try to record tonight’s events as another installment in her Flesh Dildo universe.