Glancing up at the clock, through her black-framed glasses, Sophie could have sworn time had stood still. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, in desperate need for the class to finish. She needed to pee. She also needed to peel her soaked gusset from her dripping pussy, as she could not shift Adam's cock from her mind.
She knew the risk of her losing her job and her marriage was too much; she had tried to end the three month long affair with her university student, but she couldn't resist him. She needed escapism from her ever-increasing workload and the pressures from home; she needed the stress to be fucked from her.
She couldn't believe she was stupid enough to get herself in this situation, but the thought of him opening her tight cunt with his thick, raging cock was enough to make her want to pull down her black see-through knickers and masturbate in front of the class. It didn't help matters that Adam had been winking at her during class. She didn't know how she trusted him not to tell his friends. She knew it was only a matter of time before they were to be found out.
"Okay, everyone, I will see you all at the same time tomorrow and don't forget your homework," she finally called, trying to control the sigh of relief escaping her mouth.
"This is going to be a lonnnng day," she mumbled.
The class emptied, and Adam gave a cheeky smile on his way out, his arms full of his studious books. She averted her eyes from the dark haired eighteen year old; she could feel her cheeks burning, the guilt of their antics written all over her face. But what she really wanted, was for him to turn around, pull her black knee-length skirt up, rip her knickers off, and bang the fuck out of her right there and then.
She crossed her legs, the tightness of her skirt making it a little uncomfortable; the seams of her lace hold ups brushed against her skin as she squeezed her thighs together. Feeling as though her mountain of paperwork was glaring at her, she was ready for the freedom of her free period. She knew she needed to get the marking done for the next class, but she quickly grabbed her handbag and stood up. Her patent black stilettos clicked against the hard floor as she headed towards the door and out to the bathroom.
Silence filled the corridors. She glanced into the rooms at the teachers and students looking as unenthused as the other in their lecture rooms. The dark grey carpet beneath her heels guided the way down to the bathroom. She could feel the moistness of her knickers, rubbing against her bald pussy lips.
Pushing open the heavy doors of the bathroom, the sensor quickly flicked on the bright-stripped lighting. Glancing along the stalls she noted the doors were all open. She quickly entered a cubicle. Throwing down her handbag, she pushed the lock. Grabbing the hem of her skirt with her manicured tipped fingers she pulled it up and around her waist. The coolness of the conditioned air washed over her knickers, causing them to stick to her juice-soaked mound.
Yanking her delicate knickers over her slender thighs they continued their journey over her nylon hold ups, eventually falling around her ankles. Placing her ass onto the cold toilet seat she felt relief as the pee began gushing from her excited pussy and into the bowl. She could feel her clit, poking out, engorged and needing to be touched. Her fingertips lightly touched it, the coldness of her fingers causing her to softly moan. The journey to her pleasured state was cut short by the sound of someone entering the bathroom and stepping into the cubicle next to hers.
"Fuck," she mouthed.
Unravelling the toilet tissue from the holder, she swept it across her wet slit, the trail of her arousal juice evident on the tissue as she flushed it away. Looking down at her honey-covered gusset, Sophie stepped out of knickers, swiftly picked them up and placed them in her handbag, knowing that she would have to spend the rest of her working day without them on.
Placing her handbag onto the bathroom counter, she leant forward, her flushed face looking back at her. She pouted her full pink lips and proceeded to put on her bright red lip-gloss. She pulled her dark ponytail tighter, and straightened her glasses, perfecting her look.
Ignoring the flushing of the second toilet she continued her beauty regime and began buttoning her tight white shirt to the very top. Turning her body to the side, she stuck out her chest, noticing the traces of her lace bra through her material.
"Fucking perfect aren't they?" came a low, gravelly tone from behind her.
"Adam? What the? Why are you in here? You can't! Get out! We'll get caught," she whispered, a panic stricken tone to her voice.
"I want you! My fucking cock has been raging at the thought of tasting your sweet pussy again." The pure animalistic-lust painted his words and he moved toward her.
She could feel the coolness of the bathroom sink on her ass through the material of her skirt as she backed up.
"Adam, please," she called, her arms outstretched, pushing his biceps in a feeble attempt to resist him.
"You don't want me to leave, you want my cock to be inside of you, and I'm gonna fucking give it to you hard," he snickered, pulling her from around her waist and onto his body.
"You wont be needing this," he continued, lifting her chin up and smearing her red lip-gloss with this thumb. His hungry eyes never left hers as he removed her glasses and put them on the counter.
Adam leant forward, gazing into her piercing blue eyes; the smell of his aftershave filled her nostrils as he ran the flat of his tongue over her lips to remove the remainder of her lip-gloss.
"Fuck! You look perfect." He grinned, flashing his 'come fuck me' smile.
"Now, turn around," he snapped, spinning her around and pushing her forward onto the counter. "We don't have long, and I'm gonna fucking come in your ass."
"Adam, we can't! Not here!" Her whispered words filled with panic. He forced her hands on the counter as the irony of her innocence flashed reflected back at her in the mirror.
"We fucking can, and will. Unbutton your shirt. I want those tits out. Now!" he commanded. "Do it, or I will rip it open."
Her pussy was reacting like crazy in response to his demands.
"Adam, listen to me... If anyone walks in, we'll land in serious trouble."
"Well, hurry the fuck up then, I'm horny and want you," he sneered as his erect cock strained against the zipper of his jeans. "Get your fucking shirt open and tits out. I won't say it again."
He wrapped his arm around her petite waist and pulled her closer to him. She could feel his hardness against her soft cheeks.
"God I love your ass," Adam groaned in her ear, rubbing against her.
Sophie fumbled clumsily with the buttons on her shirt before exposing her jiggling tits, which were almost spilling out of the lacy cups. His pupils dilated as he could hardly contain the excitement of seeing his university mentor following his every command.
"Oh god," Sophie gasped. Her breath grew short as Adam grabbed a breast and yanked it free from her bra, her nipple hardening and instantly, reacting to her horny state.
"Mmm... you like that my horny slut?" he grunted in her ear, swiftly bringing the palm of his hand down and slapping her exposed tit.
"Owww... fuck!" she shouted in response to the sting that remained, almost sure it would leave a red mark.
"Keep fucking quiet," he snapped into her ear as he grabbed her long dark ponytail and pulled back her head. "Now for this skirt."
Adam began to yank the hem of her tight skirt up around her thighs. The panic was evident in Sophie's face, fearful in case he ripped it clean from her body.
"Keep still," he continued. "What the hell do we have here? No fucking knickers on? God, what a horny fucking slut you really are! Ready and willing."
"Y...yes Adam, just fuck me. I need to come," she breathed, her heart pounding in her chest, and a burning ache in her loins.
She heard Adam's zipper as he freed himself from the confinements of his trousers, which fell around his ankles. Without warning, she felt a smack on her ass followed by a series of sharp stinging whacks. She could feel her juice dripping from her aroused pussy lips, leaking onto her upper thighs.
"Please, Adam," she begged, her fingers sliding over her taut stomach and finding her smooth mound.
"Get your fucking hand away and get those legs wider," he snapped, pulling her arm behind her back.
She could feel him masturbating and hear him groaning behind her, before he began to slap his hard cock on her ass.
"Beg me for it, tell me what a horny little slut you are for me. Wanting my meat in you. Beg to make you squirt for me again," he sneered.
"'P...pleeass.... ahhh, fuck!" she cried, feeling the palm of his hands slapping against her cunt as she was pushed further down on the counter.
Her cheeks wobbled, her plump ass almost hanging over the top of her nylon hold ups, feeling it turn pink as his slapping continued.
"I said fucking beg! I'll keep going until someone interrupts us."
"No, please! Please push your cock in me, Adam. Please, baby, I need it," she whispered, her lungs feeling almost void of oxygen as the risk of them being caught heightened her arousal levels.
"How about I frig your juicy pussy first?' he leered pushing two fingers straight inside her slippery hole. He was frigging her. Roughly pushing his fingers into her tight, gorgeous, wet hole. His raging erection was as hard as iron as he watched her slutty reaction.
