No, I didn't plan this, but

You take a moment to gather your thoughts, knowing what you say could be something you either cherish or regret.

Smiling nervously, you start to slowly remove your hand. "Holly, I am sorry if I took things too far. But, the thought came in my head that someone told me, that when your studying is just fucking terrible, the best thing to do is focus on your clit."

She gasped, then slowly started giggling. She stopped you from pulling your hand any further back from her thighs.

"Sooo, you thought if it was good for your clit, it was good for MY clit? Do you always act so impulsively?"

You smile back, grateful that this didn't turn sour. "No, I'm usually more in control of my... reactions. But, I don't know, the whole situation kind of got the best of me. You looking like you do, the whole private dungeon room thing, the 'BIG COCK' words on the blackboard. The way we were kinda teasing flirting talking - it all made me want to just reach up your skirt and find your sweet spot to make this study sesh... better, you know?"

Holly gently tugged your hand a bit closer.

"Ummm, so, Hayley, if you, like, felt me up like you were doing before, can we agree now that things just kind of happened, and maybe we can do a bit more to see if we want to do more?"

You shrug your shoulders, and nod. "I think that would be nice, if you're okay with it."

She smiled, and opened her thighs a bit wider, letting her leg touch yours.

"By the way - who was the 'genius' that gave you that line about bad study time equals an opportunity to tickle your clit?"

"If I tell you, you promise not to share it with anyone else?" you ask.

"Hey, I can keep lots of secrets - as long as you can too!" she answers and grins and winks.

"Well, my best friend Emily told me that. She's the greatest, and I wouldn't want to do anything to hurt her - so please keep that between us, okay?"

Holly replies, "Every time I'm having a terrible time concentrating on studying, I'll think of your clit..ahh! " She giggled. "I mean I'll think of your rule - Emily's rule about clits. Damn! Your clit, my clit, her clit - I'll keep them - that - between us. Damn! Everything I say sounds like something sexy now!"

"Just put your fingers back where they were before and let's make this study session better, kay?" she says, pulling your wrist farther towards her crotch.

"I, umm, haven't done this to someone else before, so please don't laugh at me if I screw up, okay", you blurt out.

"I'm guessing that you've had plenty of practice with your clit, so just do what you'd do to you when you want to do you." She giggled. "That came out super weird and hot at the same time." You noticed that she didn't say anything like 'I haven't done this before either', but don't dare ask right now.

Without saying anything else, you start tenderly gliding your fingertips up her inner thighs to her panties, trying to picture in your mind where to move them to as you stare directly into her sexy eyes. Holly smiles, and moves her hips forward in her seat, giving your hand more access to her under the skirt.

"This is giving me such a rush to have your hand up my skirt. But, I want to watch your hand touching me. Can I lift my skirt and look?" You nod, feeling the rush of heat going down across your breasts and thumping heart straight to the same spot under your skirt.

She looks down, and your eyes follow hers. She agonizingly slowly folds her short skirt up, until her parted legs and panties are on full display, along with your wrist resting on her thigh and your fingers laying right on her puffy mound. You begin exploring again, now with both eyes and fingers, mapping out the edges of her outer lips, and the center slit. Your light touch gives her a shiver all the way from her hips up her spine as you glide two fingers around in a slow continuous clockwise circle, from the top of her mound, down to the lowest point you can feel her thickened lip join the other, and back up the other side. You make one more cycle, and stop this time at the bottom edge, pressing in slightly at the moisture seeping into the cloth, letting Holly know that you definitely can tell she's making a wet spot there.

Holly is breathing hard and fast enough that you can hear it as she opens her mouth to sigh. She looks at you and says, "Damn, girl, that feels good. Do you always tease yourself this much and hold off going straight for the hot spot? I don't usually have the patience or the endurance - when I want it, I want it!"

"I like to make it build sometimes- make me wait for it - it makes the final fireworks worth it for me." You notice her looking at your lips, then back into your eyes. You realize you've been doing the same thing. Your thighs clamp together in response, and you can definitely feel your own wet response forming there too.

Your fingertips begin to press deeper against her swollen hoodie and clit, rubbing small circles around and around. "Ahhh!" Holly gasps. She looks down to watch the hand giving her such pleasure, and then back into your eyes again, then at your mouth, then your eyes. "Ohhh, that's sooo... nice...ahhhhh..." she says as she slowly closes her eyes and moves her face slightly forward.

You lean in, and touch your mouth to hers. Her lips - so full, so soft - are still parted, and you react without thinking about it, letting the tip of your tongue barely enter her mouth to touch her tongue. You feel a moan vibrate in your throat and chest. Holly's hand slides up your arm and around you, pulling your head closer to hers as her tongue responds to yours, pushing, probing, teasing, exploring deeper into your mouth.

Your fingers press harder against her cloth covered bud, alternating between quick circles and quicker back and forth strokes, wanting to feel her flesh but not wanting to stop touching her and kisssing it just like this. You keep kissing, more passionately, both heads moving, dancing - lips tasting and pulling each other's tongue. Her breathing is fast and ragged now, pulling you hard against you, pressing her other hand against yours at you frig her thickened button, wanting to feel her release. She lets out a louder moan into your mouth as her hand holding your stroking fingers abruptly pulls your hand away, thrusting it down under the cloth and directly on her hot seething pussy lips.

Your fingers press into her wet slit and quickly find her fleshy clit, and stroke it as fast as you can. Holly's hips thrust up as her orgasm overtakes her, making her body buck and grind in glorious contractions. She pulls her mouth from yours, pushing her face to your shoulder, as she exclaims "Ohhh! Ohhhh! Fuck, Hayley, I'm coming! I am so fucking coming! Ahhhhh Yessss!"