Hide and be naughty

That was why the guilt of it hit so much harder when my fingers found my soaking lips.

My other hand slapped my mouth desperately as I felt the moan hit me and struggled to stay silent. I looked at my hand. Buried inside my bottoms, the outline visibly moving. Sitting with my knees pulled up to my chest, in my professor's office, in a bikini, masturbating while he talked to another student. It was all too much for me. I couldn't stop my fingers as they plunged in and out and rubbed around. They searched for my clit and found it with practiced ease. I moved the liquid that had gathered between my lips over the top of my clit and started to circle it. The heat was bursting through me and I fought a **** battle to prevent noise. I struggle to stop any sounds from my mouth, from my frantic arm, my legs, even the wet squelch as my fingers pushed in and out of my pussy to give me a sense of fullness.

My ass rose and fell and my hips roamed around as the pleasure smacked me from side to side. It became impossible to sit still. My legs splayed out lewdly and straightened slightly so I could relax. Being hidden had slowly fallen out of my priorities as I pleasured myself to the sound of their voices, oh so near. I carried on giving my pussy the attention it so desperately craved while I picked up on James' voice every few minutes. Did he know what I was doing? Could he tell? Could I show him?

My chest tightened and my eyes clamped shut as I imagined it. I saw myself on his desk, clearly this time. My head thrown back and my fingers lewdly opening my lips for him to gaze longingly into. I pumped my fingers forcefully and frantically as I felt the wave approaching. I raced to extract as much pleasure as I could before it hit. My legs started to bounce and I bit down savagely on the knuckles that were jammed into my mouth, to stop the ear-splitting scream that I knew would attempt to fill the room. I shook my head fiercely and felt my orgasmic heat rush from my waist right the way up past my stomach and to the tops of my cheeks. I felt my hair slip and flick against my skin as I shook and finally arched my back. I shuddered and tensed as the orgasm touched every inch of my skin and burned it. My eyes were clenched shut but lights exploded behind them. I felt an insane rush as my bikini bottoms were instantly filled with hot sticky cum that squirted from my pussy... was I a squirter? That had never happened however my bikini turned translucent as it clung to the cleft of my pussy.

Gradually, my movements stopped. My body relaxed and the tension seeped out of me like the fluids already had. I released a contented sigh that filled the room. My release, complete. Fuzzily, my senses returned to me and my eyes blinked against the harsh light. Opening incredibly slowly I tried to make sense of my surroundings through blurred vision. I blinked away the wetness in my eyes and saw a dark shape to my side. I groggily jumped at the figure looming over me.

There was no hint of shock, no surprise, those eyes had been on me for long enough that those emotions had faded. What burned in those eyes, was hunger, and I was the prey.