We had some fun

I felt her fingernails dig into the skin of my forearm and a thrill coursed through me. I leaned in to kiss her as my hand on her ass pulled her right up against me, the effort pushing a loud breath out of both of us. She gasped lightly as my right hand squeezed her ass harder, the heavenly feel of her tight cheek warm and supple under my fingers, and she turned her head away in uneasy ****.

My left hand was on her throat now. Not squeezing, just holding her. I felt her swallow against my hand and her head tilted back as her mouth opened to gasp again. My lips were against hers, my tongue in her mouth. With a quiet, shameful whimper and a what would barely pass as hesitation, her tongue darted out and met mine passionately. I moaned deeply into her mouth as my hand on her throat tilted her head to the side, my hungry tongue licking deep into her mouth as my lips assaulted hers.

Her hands tried desperately to push against my chest, yet she kissed me back, devouring the tongue I offered her like a starved animal. The grip of my right hand on her ass cheek as I squeezed and kneaded it made her moan uneasily into my mouth, but the way she licked my tongue as her not breaths loudly came out of her nose betrayed her feeble plays at resistance.

I suddenly broke the kiss, her mouth open and panting, her eyes slightly glazed with nervous, confused, shameful lust. My left hand dropped to her hip and I quickly and roughly spun her body to face away from me, pulling her ass back into me as I pressed my crotch into her.

She gasped, exhaling loud breaths. This is how I wanted her. I pressed my bulge into her ass firmly, slowly, wanting her to feel how excited I was. The sharp, unsteady inhale of breath she offered told me she did. Holding her against the edge of the desk with my crotch, I slid both hands up under her belly, under her hoodie, and softly grabbed both of her breasts in each hand. She slowly stood straight up, allowing it to happen, and I inhaled, gritting my teeth as I squeezed her small tits through her bra.

As much as I wanted to stay just like this, the prospect of being caught was too great. Someone would eventually check on the room, spoiling our fun. I quickly pulled my hands away and placed my left hand high up on her back as I backed away from her ass, gently pushing her chest down onto the desktop. My right hand touched her right ass cheek, and I looked down at it, watching with lewd interest. I was mesmerized.

When my middle finger grazed her pussy through her leggings, she stood straight up with a gasp. My left hand roughly **** her back down, her hands coming out to catch her. I pushed her down until her left cheek was against the top of the desk, then placed my hand on her head to hold her there. Her eyes closed tightly, some of her hair over her open mouth as she held her breath.

I watched her face as I rubbed her pussy through her leggings, slowly sliding my middle finger up and down her crotch. Her pussy was so warm, oh my God. Her face contorted at the unwanted pleasure, her eyebrows wrinkling as her mouth opened some more to take in a nervous breath.

“You look so fucking good today,” I gently complimented her, my middle finger rubbing her. So very slowly, rubbing her. Watching her face as I did. Up and down. Up. And down. I risked sliding my finger up over her asshole through her leggings, and she grit her teeth, her body tensing up as she seemed to slink forward up the desk. The sound the ring on her ring finger made as it slid across the desk made me smirk deviously. Engaged. I sneered as slid my finger up her warm pussy, slowing as I pressed into her to drag it over her asshole again. So warm. Inviting. Does your fiancé know what you’re doing right now? I grit my teeth.

“Stay there,” I calmly demanded, my voice husky. I slid my hand down her hair, down her back, and slowly got on my knees behind her, lightly kissing her ass cheeks as I knelt, squeezing them with both hands, and gently spreading them apart. When my lips touched the thin fabric of her leggings that covered her pussy, she gasped, and puffed out a couple of quick breaths, her body tensing up. I inhaled and pressed my lips into her backside, my nose wedged between her ass cheeks, softly prodding her pussy hole through her leggings.

She whimpered, so quietly, as if against her will. I made sure my lips smacked loud enough to hear when I kissed against her again. Her pussy smelled so fucking good, and my dick strained against the inside of my jeans. Again, I inhaled against her backside, my deep breath making her exhaling breaths come out of her mouth in short, quick puffs.

I dug my fingers into the creases where her thighs met her hips, my thumbs spreading and lifting her firm ass cheeks. Then I pressed my tongue flat against her leggings and licked up against her pussy. I wanted her wetness to soak through with my saliva so I could taste her.

She gasped in surprise at the feeling of my tongue licking her through her leggings, and her body tensed for a moment before relaxing as she exhaled deeply, her back arching just a little bit as her ass subtly stuck out and pressed back into me. I licked her again over her pussy hole, my nose nestled warmly against her anus. The fabric of her gray leggings not thick enough to keep her scent from me.

“Mmmmhhh,” I moaned as I finally tasted her, her juices beginning to seep into her panties. I pulled away briefly to look at the darkened wet spot my tongue had licked onto her, then squeezed her ass cheeks as I pressed back in to her backside.

“Uhhngh!” she moaned quietly, sharply, unable to hold it in. It was high pitched, and only lasted a moment, but it was more than enough for me. I moaned deeply as I pressed my mouth and tongue into her even further, my hands pulling her ass into my face until my forearms started to feel the strain.

I gave her another few, firm kisses. Most against her pussy, the last one against her asshole, dragging my tongue up against it as I slowly stood up, gritting my teeth in frustration. There was no fucking time in this classroom. Time to enjoy this as much as I wanted too. I smacked my lips together and swallowed the saliva in my mouth. The fabric of her leggings made my tongue tingle from the stimulation. I could taste her. Smell her.

I looked down at her, bent forward on her desk, my crotch back up against her backside where it belonged. God damn. Sometimes I loved being me.

I ran my hands all over her ass as if I owned it. Carefully, gently, caressing her cheeks. Do I spank her? The urge was strong. I smiled. Nah, not right now. My hands slid up on either side of her waist and gently caressed her skin, slowly sliding up and down. I curled my right thumb just barely under the back waistband of her leggings. Just barely, before I slid my hand back up along her lower back.

“Wanna go to your car?” I asked, my voice low. Husky. Filled with the promise of more.