seriously?
seriously?
he was taking away her palm pilot. what the hell was this grade three or something? for all he knew she was taking notes on it and paying acute attention in class. how dare he take away her things.
like she was going to pay attention anyway, boring old man with his pedantic ramblings about neo-capitalist class structures. what on earth did he know anyway stuck here in this stupid ivory towered bullshit academy filled with rich, narrow minded elitists and a few scholarship cases.
you know, the ones they let in for being extra exceptional and then treated like shit the whole time for not having the actual cash to be here.
god she hated this place, hated every single person here except a very few of the teachers.
she twirled her hair and tried not to stare out the window. she had read the textbook weeks ago and realised that all he did was regurgitate a chapter or a section each class. sure he added his own twists and crap but she could read the papers as well as anyone else.
dammit, she had been on her way to a high score in palm-boggle she was sure of it.
she grabbed her purse and rooted through it as she searched for something, anything to distract herself.
his voice droned on and on with so little inflection that if she just thought about something else he faded into an innocuous background drone that she didn’t even have to acknowledge.
oh my.
was that?
it was.
she smiled to herself as she found the bullet vibe she had left in her purse and dropped it into her lap. she made a show of applying lip gloss and then casually dropped her purse to her lap as well.
glancing around she found that most of her fellow classmates were tapping away on their computers or scratching at their pads. diligently recording every dreary pronouncement he uttered.
she grabbed the vibe in her hand and watched him intently as he lectured on and on in his arid and utterly passionless voice. ahh there, he was looking above her and well over to the other side of the lecture hall.
she pulled her waistband out of the way with one hand and dropped forward a little so her jacket sleeves would shield her and quickly slid the vibe into place with the other before dropping the remote into her pocket. she sat there a minute and just enjoyed the hard little nub under her clitoris as she began to realise what she had set up.
she felt moisture flood her and heat flush her cheeks as she slowly moved the weight of her purse until it pressed the little piece of magic between her legs into herself. she pressed her thighs more tightly together and casually slid her hand into her pocket.
she dropped her hair forward over her face and leaned a little weight onto her purse, deeply hoping that it would act as a sound baffle, and picked up her pen. chewing on it studiously and peering intently through her hair at him she pressed the button in her pocket.
the jolt against her clit was maddening instantly and she glanced to either side to see none of her classmates looking at her oddly. she breathed out slowly and closed her eyes in a long slow blink as she began to focus her attention on the pleasure that she was receiving.
she pressed the button in her pocket again and felt the vibrations change and increase in intensity. she grabbed a deep breath and looked again at her classmates.
nothing, they were still bent studiously over their work and she smiled to herself as she pretended to take notes. she hoped that no one was reading over her shoulder
fuck me this bullet feels good she scribbled
and oh goddddd i need a hard cock to pummel me in the worst way
even pleasure this good doesn’t make this doddering old goat more interesting
oh my i’m soooo wet
wish that old fart knew what i was doing right now, i can imagine his cock getting harder and harder as he watches my nubile young body writhe in my seat
oh that feels so gooood!
she felt her breath come more quickly and her pelvis try to bury itself in the hard wood of the chair she was sitting on. pressing the button again intensified the sensations yet again and she felt her thighs press together with great excitement.
she panted a little and fought a small battle with herself to keep herself from writhing into the tingles coursing into her clit. her pussy was so wet that she could feel it’s slickness against the hard metal of the bullet.
i can smell myself
do you think that i’m the only one?
i can hardly stay still and i want to wriggle and pant and moan!
she stared up at the professor with her eyes glazed over and her lips hanging open a little, utterly unconscious of the look of wanton pleasure painted across her flushed features.
she pressed the button in her pocket again and the bullet began to cycle from nothing to force ten waves and back again.
she inhaled in a sharp gasp and shook her head a little, shocks coming from her toes to her pussy and back again. glancing at the clock she noticed that the class was nearly over and she fought and panted to stay still in her chair for just a few more moments.
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
this feels so good it should be illegal
i wish that the girl in front of me had her head between my legs
i wish the guy beside me had his dick in my mouth
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
i’m so close!!!
once more she pressed the button and was rewarded with another even more random setting. shocks quivered through her body and she bit her lip to keep the sounds inside.
she checked the clock and realised that she only had a few minutes so she activated the button once more and got her reward. the heavy pulse setting of the vibe sent shock after shock through her engorged clitoris and her legs grew more and more deeply together as she pressed the purse and thus the bullet further into her swollen button.
her toes curled and she panted as her body climaxed around the little alien button between her legs and she tossed her hair back and smiled radiantly as the buzzer sounded.
“that was a great class sir” she said on her way out the door, lips still swollen and eyes hooded from her recent pleasure “may i have my palm back now?”
suddenly she couldn’t wait for next week.
