Fun with Dana

For Steven, the next 30 minutes were a blur. By all measures, he enjoyed himself, and had a lot of sex. He was so pleased that the sting of not getting Gabriella had mostly worn off.

Almost anyway. He was not going to let not that thought ruin his fun.

Starting with Ms. Dana Wilson, he glanced over at her frozen form. Steven frowned as he looked her over, as the twenty something blonde was still dressed, unlike the majority of women currently in the library that his perverted thoughts had gotten the better of him.

Eyeing her still form, Steven decides that he really wanted to see her naked. Steven started with her shoes, plucking the heels off from her dainty feet, followed roughly by her pants, which he was not all that careful about, causing the garment to rip. Dana simply wobbled hard in place, wearing nothing to save for her purple panties, and was steadied from the bottom by Steven, holding her long legs.

Steven was almost drooling as he rubbed the blonde graduate student’s smooth legs. “She must have waxed them recently,” Steven thought to himself.

Taking the young woman’s left foot, Steven began to lick it, eventually sticking Dana’s toes in his mouth. The frozen woman did not react, simply staring forward, a disinterested look in her green eyes.

Moving upward, Steven yanked down the woman’s panties, revealing her womanhood to him. Tentatively he reached his hand, and inserts his fingers into the woman’s slit, working them back and forth, futile trying to make her feel pleasure.

Standing back up, Steven moves behind Dana, hugging her from behind, and grabbing her breasts through her top.

“Mmmmm...” Steven moaned into Dana’s unhearing ear while squeezing her breasts. “Nice and firm, just how I like it...” Dana does not respond to this, simply staring forward into nothingness.

Slowly, Steven began to peal off the graduate student's top, kissing her neck and bare shoulders as he does so. Once it was off, he unhooked her purple bra, finally revealing Dana in all her naked glory.

“Oh yeah,” Steven said, his member now fully erect. He then picked Dana’s 5’ 1” body up and carries her to a table while kissing her on her supple lips.

He soon places Dana down next to a cute black girl he undressed earlier. He thinks her name was Amber…or Amy…he wasn’t sure. She was certainly hot, though not as hot as Sara Wayland. God, was she hot in a way he just couldn’t place. She would certainly be a nice catch rivaling Gabby, even.

As he thrust into Dana, Steven tried to focus, but found himself just thinking about Sara. “Come on man, enjoy what you got now, not a fantasy,” he chants to himself.

Try as he might to focus on Dana, Steven’s thought kept drifting to Sara. Should he ask Mark to freeze her, or should he ask her out? It was rather eating at him, and he soon pulled out of the graduate student.

Steven sighed. “Damn it to hell,” he said out loud to no one in particular. None of the frozen women in the library responded.

Out of the corner of his eye, standing between two shelves, he noticed someone he had missed earlier. He turned to face the person in question and his eyes grew wide as he realized it was Sara Wayland!

Sara was a mixed race girl, being mix of Caucasian and Indian. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue track jumper. White tennis shoes completed her outfit. Typically, she only wore her wire-frame glasses when in class in reading, but since she was in the library, she had them on over her dark eyes. Her dark brown hair was in its usual ponytail and she stood time-stopped on her tip-toes, reaching for a book that was just beyond her 5'2 frame.

“This has to be a sign, right?” Steven said outlook to himself. He then Bagan to rub his hands as he approached Sara’s still form