A Difficult Time

By the time lunch period rolled around, Tanya had spent an abnormally long part of her day thinking about sex.

Evey time she shifted in her chair the sting in her bottom was a reminder of the trip to that tattoo parlor. That, obviously, reminded her of the obscene performance she gave while she was there. Which, in turn, reminded her that she was currently without her panties - leaving her paranoid that the other students would smell her arousal. And that, of course, just kept her arousal at the forefront of her mind.

What was a girl to do?

At first she tried to ignore her feelings. Okay, so she was a little turned on. "What girl wouldn't get a little turned on with her ass and cooch on display for a room full of guys?!" Tanya mused defensively.

"Okay. Yes, I guess it was pretty slutty, but... But, um, that's not the point! I just need to forget about it." Tanya was clearly still at odds with herself over it all.

Despite her efforts, she found that ignoring the feeling was not working.

She wanted to rub her thighs for a bit of friction, hopeful it would provide her some relief. She could do it subtly, right?

"No! What am I thinking?! McKenzie literally just caught me last period!" Tanya groaned internally at her frustration.

"And I promised I'd behave, anyway. Wait, why does that even matter?! I'm not the kind of girl who tries to masturbate in class! Only a real slut would do that!"

Tanya exhaled loudly, but nobody in class paid it any mind.

"Well, yes. Okay! I know I just did! But I'm not a slut! It was an accident! I don't care if it felt good. I'm going to behave now."

Her resolve was set now, but the naughty thoughts and hot feelings didn't stop.

For a few minutes more she tried to focus on the lecture, but it was not helping. She considered sneaking off to the restroom to "relieve" herself but was cut off by a pop quiz.

The class hadn't gone over very much information yet, being so new into the year, so it should have been easy. Unfortunately, for the distracted Tanya the quiz was proving difficult.

It's not that she didn't know the answer to many of the questions, but focusing enough to recall those answers was taking her more effort than usual. And most of the material from today's lecture? Forget about it!

Hearing some classmates whisper about her slow pace just made things worse, but she kept going.

Eventually, she whipped the sweat from her brow and turned in her paper before asking to be excused.

Once permitted, Tanya rushed to the restroom and into the stall. She hiked her skirt and sat down, trying to catch her breath.

Finally settled, Tanya slipped a had to her sensitive lady bits. The contact was exquisite!

She was hotter and wetter than she had expected!

Her hand readied to give a little jiggle when she hesitated. "Am I really going to rub one out in a public bathroom?! I can't do this."

In spite of her objection, her hand didn't leave her eager and waiting sex.

"C'mon, I am not some skank who gets off in a public bathroom... No matter how bad I want to!! No, I'm going to behave! Hmph."

For a few minutes she was trapped there. Legs spread, hand pressed to her hot sex, and sweat pouring down her body. Her body tried to will her hand to "rub, rub, rub" while something in her mind - something with the echo of a witchy laugh - told her, "behave yourself" and kept her hand from moving.

The frustration was intense, as was the desire in her needy body, which only seemed to grow!