Ruby passes the time

"...and then Barty dropped his thermos, spilling hot coffee all over the poor thing!"

It was now minute 7 of this story, with no end in sight. By now, Ruby was leaning back against one of the desks in the front row, the cool wood very noticeable against her nude ass. The entire time, she made sure to keep the camera angled toward her body. However, she wasn't sure if Coco would even want footage of this, the dullness of the story likely overshadowing the excitement of her streak.

However, as her mind drifted from the story that she'd already heard in class, Ruby couldn't help but remind herself of that excitement. She was standing completely nude in front of someone who had absolutely no idea of it!

I wonder how far I can go, right now...? Ruby thought, her pussy getting wet at the thought. She almost resisted, thinking that would be too far. However, the horny side of the young exhibitionist won out, convincing herself that Port was too engrossed in his story to notice what she was doing.

Moving as subtly as she could, Ruby took a small step to the side, spreading her legs just a bit. She then moved her free hand between her legs, teasing her outer lips, causing her to inhale sharply when she felt how sensitive they were right now.

Looking up, she saw that Port was none the wiser. He was still going on about...something. Ruby had stopped paying attention to the story. All she cared about right now was relieving the tension that had been building between her legs since she had left her own dorm room.

Ruby spent some time rubbing back and forth across her pussy, having to bite down on her bottom lip to quiet a moan that threatened to give her away. Opening her eyes a bit, she saw that Port still had no idea.

"I hope you enjoy the show, Coco..." Ruby whispered.

"What was that?" Port asked, pausing his story to look directly at Ruby for a moment.

"Uh...n-nothing!" Ruby assured him, snapping her hand back to her side, doing her best to hide what she was just doing. Her face went pale, and she felt a pit settle in her stomach for a brief moment. "P-please, continue!"

"Hm, very well. As I was saying..." Port said, resuming his story, causing Ruby to relax a bit. She then slowly brought her hand back between her legs, picking up right where she left off, the close call only spurring her on even more.

Feeling even more daring, Ruby slowly pushed one finger past her lips, causing her entire body to tense up in pleasure.

"Fuck," Ruby mouthed, not wanting to speak out of fear of alerting Port.

Her finger held position for a moment before she began to move it again, starting an in and out motion that had juices dripping down her leg in moments. She then added a second finger, her thumb working across her clit.

The majority of Ruby's mind was focused on making herself cum. But a small part was grateful she was already leaning against a desk. With how weak her knees were getting, she'd probably be on the floor, a writhing, moaning mess.

In moments, Ruby could feel the start of her orgasm building in the pit of her stomach. She sped up her finger movements a bit, **** to feel that release after what she'd been through. When it hit her, Ruby had to bite her lip so hard it almost hurt. Even then, she was certain a few quiet moans managed to escape, although Port didn't seem to notice them. In addition, juices ran freely down her legs, dripping onto the floor below. Ruby didn't really care, though. She just kept fingering herself until she came down from her high, working to steady her breath.

Ruby stayed for a few more minutes, needing some time to rest and regain strength in her legs before she attempted to walk out of there on her own. When she did, Professor Port bid her a good day and went back to whatever he was doing before she arrived.