They want to play with Mackenzie

The guys pretended to think hard for a moment. "hmmmm" Mackenzie squirmed meanwhile in the seat, anxiously looking around quietly, hoping no one would see her. She let out a little yelp of surprise as the guys both reached out and grabbed a boob and a thigh each. She tried to keep her legs closed, and succeeded but not with dislodging their hands. "what are you do-ah!?!" she whispered in panic and bit off a moan as they each pinched her nipples. The guys merely grinned. "we want to play with your for a little bit. Let us for 10 minutes and we'll give you back your notes and towel." "Nnnn-ah~!" Mackenzie bit off another moan. "f-five minutes. G-give me a break! P-please, t-this is ahhhh~ so unfair! mmmm" she struggled out.

The guys looked at each other and nodded. This was better than they honestly had expected to get away with. "Alright fine. 5 minutes." They pulled at Mackenzie's thighs as she nodded and reluctantly stopped trying to stop their hands. Spreading her thighs wide, she slumped slightly down in the seat, covering her mouth with her hand as they started licking her neck and their hands moved up, one of them moving to rub her clit in small circles, first coaxing it from its hood, while the other one ran his fingers up and down her slit before, finding it suitably lubricated, inserting it into her. "Mnn!" she moaned into her hand. She looked around with wide eyes, though no one seemed to have noticed.

The third guy had his phone out and was recording from a few seats away. Mackenzie hadn't even noticed him yet. As he didn't know the other two, he didn't try to join in on the action, though he was incredibly aroused. His hand rubbed at the bulge in his pants. Here in front of him was the 'shy streaker', getting masturbated in a dim lecture hall. He could hardly believe it. Good thing I have this video. My friends aren't going to believe this! He thought to himself. Mackenzie, for her part, couldn't believe it either. Today had to be one of the worst days she'd had, but she couldn't help but notice how wet she was becoming, and neither could Eric, as he added another finger to her soaked pussy. "Look at how wet you're getting, you little slut!" he whispered in her ear before nibbling on it. This got another whimper from the shivering Mackenzie, as he pumped her pussy, making shlick noises. There was no doubt in her mind that she was making a mess on the seat. She tried not to think about it, or the degrading remark, which wasn't hard since it was hard to think, and just did her best to hold on. To hold off on the orgasm and heat she felt building within her.

Eric noted the clock and saw he was running out of time as they entered the fourth minute, speeding up slightly as he fingered her. Mackenzie had both hands over her mouth by now, trying to hold in the gasps and moans as she raced towards orgasm. "MHmmph!~" she muffled, barely, as she came hard, arching her back as wave after wave of orgasm crested and crashed into her. She drenched Eric's fingers inside her and dribbled onto the seat. Mackenzie was flushed red on her pale skin and was panting hard as Eric slowly withdrew his fingers. He held them up, a strand of her juices trailing and he showed them to the embarrassed Mackenzie before having a taste, sticking them in his mouth and making a show of licking them. "Mmmm. Tastes slutty." the two guys chuckled quietly at the joke as Mackenzie felt herself flush with more embarrassment.

Mackenzie sat up, covering her breasts with her hands and closing her legs, cutting off their access to her body. "Um..." She started between breaths. "my stuff please.." managed weakly. The guys looked at each other.