You agree but with conditions

You tell yourself that it is no good to change rules if you are not going to follow them. You made universities sexually free places, you have to make yourself sexually available when you are in one. And nobody will judge you or think less of you - this is just normal student interaction, nothing else. But your defeated old self still wants to establish boundaries before this near-kid has his way with you.

“Fine.” you say, still not really believing you are giving yourself so easily. “But I don’t want my clothes ruined or stained and when this rings we are done, whether you are or not.” With this you take your smartphone out of your bag and tell the voice assistant to ring an alarm five minutes before your appointment. “Then I’ll be on my way and you’ll be at your desk ready to call Dr Milner.”

The boy (whose name you still do not know) nods with a grin and opens to door to the empty internal office. You follow in, well aware of his eyes on your body and once the door is closed (you will be seen naked by many, no doubt, but no need to speed that up) slip your thong down and off, before it becomes visibly wet from your excitement. Then you pull of your jumper, remaining completely nude in front of the complete stranger about to have you. “How do you want me?” you ask. Instead of speaking he simply puts his hands on your shoulders (he is quite a lot taller but then most people are) and presses you down. Taking the hint, you kneel and wait for him to open his formal trousers and pull the front down together with the front of his underpants. Unsurprisingly he is already hard and his cock bounces out, almost hitting your face as he is standing pretty close to you. You are no expert having been with girls much more than with men (at least before the latest change to your memories which you are yet to fully process) but you would estimate him as a little below average.

As you take him in your mouth, you can tell it has been in at least one pussy today. This boy has no idea how grateful he should be to you. Deciding there is little need for preliminary action, you immediately gulp down as much of it as you can, letting your fingers cover the rest. You half expect him to push your head forward but he does not, apparently letting you do things your way. You bob your head up and down trying to get into a rhythm where you can make your tongue useful too while also working with your hand towards the target. To your relief, you can feel him twitching and tensing very soon, meaning you will not leave an unhappy guy behind you when you go about your business.

You feel you are about to start swallowing the seemingly inevitable mouthfuls of cum when he does put his hand in your head but instead of pressing you forward he pulls you back. His glistening cock pops out of your mouth. “Bend over” he says curtly, his breath heavier. Being bent over a table became a fairly familiar position for you, although for a different reason. You get up and stick your nether regions out preparing the first cock you have seen in months to enter you. Enter you it does, and you only just realise how wet you were from the situation. The boy wastes no time once he is in, starting to thrust away. You wanted to appear collected and controlled, but the whole thing is just too exciting and you hear yourself moan, softly at first and then louder.

You feel the air movement on your bare skin rather than hear the door open but you do hear the steps as someone enters the room. You try to turn your head and get up but the newcomer is out of your field of vision and getting up is out of the question with hands gripping your hips and a crotch slamming into you from behind. “Hey Kev” you hear a young male voice, quite clearly belonging to your unexpected partner’s friend. At least you now know his name. “Hey man” he replies, voice strained. The other now comes into your view as he stands at the adjacent table; he throws you a sideways glance but pays you no further attention turning to the paper files instead. You moan louder in shame and excitement both and you feel Kevin’s excitement nearing its peak too.

You did not expect to cum from this but the thrill of being fucked by a stranger minutes before a vital appointment completely naked in a public place with an added bonus of an audience however seemingly disinterested is too much and with a few thrusts Kevin finishes you off. As you squeal and spasm you expect to feel the burst inside you but he surprises you again pulling out in the last moment. Hot thick droplets rain onto your upturned ass. As you both try to catch your breath, your phone rings. “Good timing...” Kevin pants. He withdraws and you get up slowly and carefully, not wanting to stand fully straight so his cum does not run down. “There is a toilet here” he helpfully offers, opening a door between shelves for you. You step into the tiny cubicle reaching for tissues immediately, expecting him to close the door. He does not so you have to get yourself in some resemblance of order under two pairs of male eyes.

You wipe yourself clean, both Kevin’s cum and your juices. A quick wash of your face with cold water might hopefully conceal quite how flustered you are. Good thing you wore no make-up. You even make yourself empty your bladder in front of the two students, knowing there will be not time later. Finally you are out, getting your thong and jumper on. “I’ll call her now.” Kevin says. “Oh, and Jenna... Good luck!!”