Ali

Mark smiled at the girl sitting down. It was Ali, a lovely brunette who was in her first semester as well.

She smiled back at Mark as he sat down, she had her black reading glasses on, her hair tied up in a messy bun on top. Dressed in her light blue jeans and grey college jumper. God did she look hot.

“Sleep in did you?” she whispered to him.

“Yeah, rough sleep, Matt was on the phone to Cassidy for half the night so wasn’t exactly easy to fall asleep” he replied.

Professor Jackson continued to speak from up the front of the class. It was a theory class today and with this Professor’s style of teaching, he would be speaking the entire time with the rest of the class falling asleep taking notes.

Half an hour in, Mark could feel his eyes almost shutting.

“Damn you really are tired, have you got any classes after this?” asked Ali.

Her question woke him slightly, he shook his head slightly to wake his eyes up.

“Nah this is it for me, what about you?”

Ali sighed. “Ugh lucky, I’ve got back to back classes all the way through til 4” she said.

“That’s so rough, I’ve adjusted my schedule so I don’t have to ever worry about that” replied Mark.

As the lesson continued, it was clear that Professor Jackson was going to speak the entire time and expect the student go follow along taking notes.

At the half way mark of class, Mark’s eyelids were fluttering again, about to shut completely before he felt a tickle on his thigh.

Mark shook, his eyes re opening. Ali was sitting next to him trying not to laugh.

“Sorry, just keeping you awake” she smiled at him.

“Oh uhh thanks” he said, “Fuck, damn it, I really need to stay awake here, I’m already behind as it is in this class”

Ali continued to stare at him but said nothing. Mark looked back at her, sensing she was about to try something.

He was right. Mark felt her hand return to his leg, he was slightly baggy athletic shorts so he could feel Ali’s hand on his skin, the tips of her nail trailing his body, coming up to the opening of his shorts.

Professor Jackson was still entranced in his lesson, not taking any notice of his students.

Ali’s fingers crept further up Mark’s thigh, her glance had gone back to the front of her room, making it very hard for anyone else in the class to know what she was doing with her hand.

The sensitivity made Mark jump very lightly as Ali’s hand had moved the way further up the shorts to where she could feel his underwear.

Mark started to tense, his penis started to bulge from inside his briefs as Ali moved her hand over the front of his underwear, scraping it lightly with her hand.

“What are you doing?” he whispered very quietly to her.

She then pulled her hand back out, still looking directly at the front of the classroom at the Professor up the front. Mark felt a little disappointed at first, maybe he shouldn’t have said anything, he loved the little bit of attention his cock was receiving.

While he was regretting his words, Ali had her back, this time it was coming through the top of his shorts. She moved it straight inside his underwear and grabbed his hard meat with her cold soft hands.

“ouhh err” quietly shuttered Mark as he Ali’s cold hand grabbed his dick firmly in her hand.

It didn’t stop there, Ali used just her left hand to pull his cock out of his underwear and shorts so that it was hanging out, hand and pointing up. She started to slowly move her hands up and down the long pole.

‘Holy shit’ Mark thought to himself, Ali was giving him a handjob under the desk half way through a class.

“Ali, we’re in class” he said, he loved being jerked off by an insanely hot girl but it would be beyond embarrassing if they were caught by anyone.

Ali continued to face the front as she started to jerk a little harder with her left hand. Either she was left handed or the girl was that experienced with cocks that she could get guys off on either hand.

“Ali please” he whispered again, “maybe we could... uhhhh... we could... ughh.. we could try this another time”

The seductive girl turned her face to look him in the eye.

“You said you need to stay, this is probably the only way to do it” she said still wanking him off under the table, “plus, I’m bored and I’ve got classes all day, this helps me as much as it does you”

Mark couldn’t argue with his logic even if he tried. The longer the hand job went on, the more he wanted her to continue.

It was a fairly straight forward hand job, her hand was tightly wrapped about his dick and she was now tugging it up and down at a quick yet quite pace.

Mark was starting to breath quite heavily, his heart beat was thumping. He tried to stay quiet so other students in the class wouldn’t look back to see what was happening under the desk.

The skin of his dick was rubbed back and fourth by Ali’s hand, pushing him closer to his climax. She looked unfases as her wrist flicked quickly in the lap of Mark. Ali almost looking almost bored as she stayed facing the front.

Mark could feel himself getting closer to a climax, he was worried about potentially cumming in the classroom under his desk. It would make an absolute mess.

He wasn’t sure whether to let her keep jerking him off to completiton or make her stop to avoid the mess.