A belt on the door disturbed Jen 's afternoon report. She opened it to see her fellow, Jason, smiling at her. He seemed to fill the door with his athletic frame, his red t-shirt stretched across his broad chest.

'' Hi, you free ? '' he said, brown center twinkling.

'' I 'm studying, '' she happily replied and motioned him in as she quickly glanced in the mirror to see if she looked OK. She brushed a few strands of her black hair back over her ear and adjusted her ponytail.

'' Dr. Arthur Evans cancelled class at the last-place second, thought I 'd issue forth over and spend some meter with you, '' he said as he dropped off his backpack.

'' certainly, '' Jen started, before being cut off by his lips on hers.

Jason slowly backed her up to her bed as they kissed, their lingua battling. Her workforce held on to his powerful arms as he lifted her on to the bed and joined her.

'' okeh, stop, '' she smiled as she softly pushed him back. `` We ca n't go too far right now. ``

Jason pouted for a moment before kissing her again. Jen gave into the simple pleasure of letting her boyfriend kiss and caress her. She nestled against his tolerant chest and stroked his brown hair. Finally, he pulled back and gathered her into his weapons system, cheek to cheek, holding her gently. They lay in silence for yearn bit, kissing and touching, no words needing to be spoken. It was heavenly.

'' So, '' Jason mused as he played with her hand, her fingerbreadth intertwined with his, `` Let 's talk about how you 're going to pay me back. ``

'' What ? Pay you back for what ? ``

'' For what ? When your mom came down, you asked me to act like your swain. I think I did a really good job, and you agreed you would pay me back. ``

Jen gaped at his mischievous grinning. `` Jason, you ca n't be life-threatening ! You are my beau ! ``

'' Hey now, do n't try to get out of it, '' he chuckled as he playfully bumped her temple with his. `` You agreed to it, now live up to you Book. ``

Jen pounced at him but he was n't giving in. She had, indeed, agreed to do something unspecified, doubtlessly of a intimate nature to pay him back. That she had only agreed under duress was apparently irrelevant to him. She hoped he was just teasing.

'' What did you have in thinker ? '' she finally asked, resigned.

'' Hmm, let me think. What do I want this consistence to do for me ? '' he asked, his face twisted in thought.

'' Oh my God, you 're grave ! '' she complained.

'' Yeah, '' he agreed as he absently cupped her breast, his heart a million miles away. He slowly turned to her, a lascivious smile forming on his face. `` I 've got an idea, '' he said, nodding.

The look in his eyes jolted Jen as an earlier comment he had made about anal sex jumped into her mind. Her ass clenched involuntarily. `` Jason, no. ``

'' Yeah, '' he nodded again. A quizzical look crossed his face as she stared at him in revulsion. 'No'what ? '' he asked, puzzled. `` You do n't have sex what I came up with. ``

Jen glanced down for a bit and Jason followed her eyes. Suddenly, realization dawned on him.

'' Oh, no, not that, '' he said nonchalantly. Jen relaxed momentarily before his eyes snapped back to her, twinkling in mischief. `` Oh, so that 's how you wanted to pay me back, huh ? ``

'' No ! '' Jen squealed in dissent.

Suddenly Jason was in motility, his strong arms flipping her onto her belly. He shoved a pillow under her coxa and jumped on top her. `` You want it like this ? '' he laughed, slamming his rosehip into her ass.

'' NO ! '' Jen protested through a gag as he started to dry hump her butt.

'' Yeah, you wanted to give me that little ass as payment, '' he teased as he leaned over her, his handwriting slipping under her shirt to tickle her side.

Jen screamed her protest but was laughing too hard to pull in wrangle. Jason 's assault continued unabated and he started making pure sex noises as he bounced on her. He was much vainglorious and stronger than she was and seemed to easily keep her under him. His humping was so aggressive that the bed material body was banging against the wall.

'' Oh, yeah babe, your ass is so pie-eyed ! Yeah baby ! Give it to me ! ``

Jen shrieked in disapproval, yelling at him to block up between bust of laughter. She tried to squirm away, but he was just too strong. Suddenly there was a trigger-happy serial publication of smash on the door. They both froze.

'' Jen, are you okay ? '' a voice shouted.

'' Yeah, '' she laughed as she slithered out of Jason 's grasp.

The door opened and Amanda, the floor 's Resident help, stepped in looking concerned. Jen straightened her shirt and tried to stop laughing, but Jason reached out and tickled her again. Jen jumped and stepped boost away.

'' Yeah, I 'm okay, '' she smiled as she swatted Jason 's hand away again. `` Sorry. ``

'' Jason, '' Amanda said, nodding coldly at him.

'' Hey Mandy, '' Jason replied casually, sliding off the bed like a snake and reaching for Jen 's articulatio talocruralis.

'' I 'll hold back it down, '' Jen promised as she hopped, trying to avoid his work force.

Amanda agreed with a cold smiling and left, closing the door behind her.

Jen silently admonished Jason as she danced around, avoiding his hands, finally leaping up on her bed and hiding under the cover song. import later Jason lay on top of her, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

They each caught their breath for a few moments before his back talk found hers and they kissed again. Finally, he pulled away and rolled on to his backbone. They shared another laugh as she smiled up at him.

'' You 're bad, '' she pouted.

'' Yes, I am, '' he happily agreed. `` But no, I 'm not going to take your ass as payback. I would n't relieve oneself you do that. I had something a little bit more ... out in the undetermined. ''

The glint in his eyes was unsettling. `` Jason, no ! '' she begged, shocked that he would ask her to do something in world again.

'' It 's a fun one, '' he grinned. `` conjecture. '' Jen thought for a minute, looking at his impossibly handsome typeface, brimming with sexual roguery. `` Guess what I want you to do, '' he purred, sexuality dripping in his voice. `` It 's something so naughty you 'll beg me to take your ass instead. ``

An image flashed into Jen 's mind and her center flinched to his, as she thought, `` No, he could n't possibly ask me to do that. ''

Jason seemed to notice the glimmer in her eyes. `` What ? What were you thinking ? ``

'' Nothing, '' Jen replied, looking at him tentatively as she struggled to crush an chagrined grinning. Jason 's eyes widened as he looked at her in surprise.

'' Oh no, it was something. What were you thinking ? ``

The image flashed into her mind again and she clamped a hired hand over her grin. `` zip, '' she answered unconvincingly. Jason moved closer to hover over her face with an incredulous smile.

'' No, you definitely thought of something. What were you expecting me to give you do ? '' Jason asked, looking into her eyes.

Jen shook her head word, both hands now over her mouth, her feet twisted together. She could feel the blush running down her aspect to her neck. There was no way she could tell him what she had been thinking.

'' Oh my God, you are a spicy missy ! '' Jason accused her.

'' I 'm a good girl, '' she countered with a giggle from behind her hands. `` You 're the pervert. ``

'' On that we both agree, but you ... '' he grinned. He started to shake his nous slowly. `` Jennifer, what is going on in that beautiful head of yours ? '' he clucked in mock disapproval.

'' Nothing, '' she repeated, pulling her workforce down and trying to wait innocent. `` I 'm a good girl. ``

His Pomaderris apetala eyes bored into hers, sparkling with mirth. They both began to snicker together. His os frontale bumped against hers and he shook his headway at her.

'' Oh, Jennifer, what am I going to do with you ? '' he sighed.

Jen shrugged in reaction and kissed him. Suddenly the alarm on his speech sound started chirping. `` Saved by the ship's bell, '' she teased.

'' Yeah, okay, '' Jason agreed grumpily as he rolled off of her. Jason gathered his bag and kissed her again. He leaned into her ear and whispered.

'' I know you were thinking of something. compose it down. ``

'' Jason, no, '' she squeaked in embarrassment, staring at the wicked grin on his face.

'' C'mon doll look, '' he pressed. `` Do n't reach it to me, just keep it for yourself, as a memory. ``

'' Oh my God, Jason, '' she protested, her face burning as she blushed furiously.

'' Please, '' Jason whispered with a New York minute and turned to leave.

Jen smiled, clutching the sail to her chin as she watched him exit. The image of her spicy thought flashing through her mind again. Suddenly she sat up. He had n't told her what he wanted her to do !

Jen met Jason at the pupil Union Th evening, both finished with their final exams. She had dressed conservatively, perhaps as a reaction to his intentions ; a dainty pink striped top with a knee length black doll and flats. Her hair was pulled back in a trot rear, looking sweet and impeccant. nonsexual tension hung in the air. Jen knew the cause for this meeting. It was vengeance metre.

'' You look scrumptious, '' he smiled as he greeted her with a warm hug and kiss.

His wicked grin put her on edge, and he seemed to be enjoying himself too much. He bought her a deep brown and then led her to a mesa. Finally, he produced an gasbag and placed it in front line of her. The mirth in his eyes somehow left, replaced with a sexual leer. Jen could finger the rosiness starting to rebel in her human face. She glanced at the envelope but tried to ignore it. The twinkle in his eye was no LE enervate and she could n't facilitate but grin in embarrassment. Finally, she reached for it.

'' No, '' he grinned, stopping her manus with his. `` Show me your envelope. ``

Jen breathed heavily and stared at him for a import, her pulse speedup. She had written down her gamy pick and brought it along as he requested. It was too repelling to even dream of doing, but she imagined his to be even spoilt. With a reluctant drink, she withdrew her hand from his envelope and retrieved hers from her pocketbook.

'' Hmm, '' he said in mock thought process, toying with the two envelopes. `` Which one should I choose ? ``

Jen 's heart was racing now. `` You promised me you would n't reach me do ..., '' she started before cutting herself off.

'' I 'm not making you do anything, '' he reminded her. `` pickaxe one. ``

Jen paused for only a moment before grabbing his gasbag. She glanced at his hungry eye again before opening it. Jason took her envelope and went to open it.

'' No, '' she yelped as she snatched it out of his hands. `` You do n't get to see this. ``

Jason frowned for her and then rested his chin on his clenched fist to observe her reaction. With a deep hint, she pulled out the card and register the horrible words. Her jaw fell.

'' No, '' she gasped, raising her appal middle to his. `` No ! '' She read the menu again in disbelief. `` Masturbate in the Library ? Jason, you ca n't be serious ! ``

'' Yeah, '' he grinned in response, slinging his backpack on. `` It 's payback time, '' he said as he took her mitt and pulled her to her human foot.

Jen followed numbly, a pit in her abdomen. She shook her head vigorously as he led her out of the Student matrimony and towards the library. The falling dark coated the campus in dark gloss as she repeatedly told him she would n't do it. He ignored her, and soon they were approaching the incoming of the Library. He pulled her into a secluded alcove and silenced her with a passionate osculation. She gripped his arms and contend weakly as his natural language battled hers. Finally, breathless, he pulled away.

'' Let 's just go back to your elbow room and have sex, '' she offered, hoping to get out of her predicament. She squeezed his genitals as an additional inducement.

'' Soon enough, '' he grinned. `` Let 's go in. ``

They walked up to the third gear trading floor and did a lap, Jen 's hand holding his with a last grip, her eyes too frightened to look at anyone. Finally he stopped her and pulled her close.

'' Did you notice that ? '' he whispered into her ear. She shook her oral sex in reaction. `` Everyone is lost in their field of study. final exam week. No one is screwing around. Except for you. ``

Jen 's knees went watery as she looked into his unholy smile, shaking her head yet again. There were a whole flock of butterfly stroke in her belly as she glanced around. Jason gave her a little passel on her cheek and handed her his knapsack.

'' I 'll be waiting in my room, '' he smiled. `` Have fun. ``

Jen hissed a plea for mercifulness at his retreating public figure, but all he did was turn and wink at her. She swallowed and looked around helplessly before slowly walked the floor again, looking for a cubicle. On the one hand, Jason was compensate : everyone was studying intently. On the other hand, the place was pretty full. Most of the kiosk were backing to the stacks, which meant anyone could see her at any time. She finally picked one and sat down, surprising herself that she was wet already. She opened Jason 's laptop to find a billet to her, complete with a book. She started the webcam transcription and study the words he had left for her.

'' Hi Jason, '' she whispered into the tv camera. `` I 'm really grateful that you were able to act like such a, '' she snorted in disgust, pantomiming quotes with her digit, `` gentleman when my female parent visited. So I wanted to make you a video here in the program library to say thanks ! ``

Her script drifted down to her genital organ as her eyes darted around to see if anyone was watching. She started to rub herself over her shameful skirt, hoping to avoid any further humiliation. It was jarring, sitting in a well-lit public blank space and touching herself. She looked at her typeface in the screen, all pink top and big eyes, and bit her lip apprehensively.

'' I ca n't believe I 'm doing this, '' she hissed to herself.

Jen kept her eyes darting around, slipping in an casual squeeze of her breasts as she rubbed herself. She now regretted wearing a plod bra, which essentially muted any effect her hands were having. Her mind was buzzing, trying to rivet on cumming while trying to insure no one noticed her.

Minutes later she finally conceded that over the dame was not going to work. She had been ineffectual to do anything more than get to a greater extent aroused, there was no way that she was going to finish by rubbing herself through her skirt. Glancing around again, she reached back into his backpack and pulled out a folder to place on her lap. After another speedy check, she reached down to the hem of her skirt. Her bridge player slid slowly up her bare thigh, trying to look occasional as her handwriting slipped under her skirt. She twitched as her finger's breadth found herself through her panties.

She tried to ward off staring at anyone too long. Mostly, the students seemed engrossed in their written report. Jen did n't know where to put her center ; it seemed Wyrd to stare at her own image. She regretted wearing such a long doll. If she had worn a suddenly dame it would n't be so obvious, now nearly of her thigh was exposed. Her fingerbreadth found the sweet spot and she started furiously rubbing herself, hoping to get the task over with quickly.

It was n't working. There were too many beguilement with her eye afford and she was too scared to fold them. She was turned on, but not nearly enough. The thought of just faking an orgasm crossed her thinker but she discarded it : she was n't a cheater. Finally, she pulled her hand out and straightened her skirt. Holding her caput in steepled hands, she closed her eyes and focused on her hottest memory ; Jason stripping her and then eating her out as she hung from the basketball rim in the old middle school. She licked her sass, fantasizing about how she must accept looked, completely exposed while she squirmed on his facial expression.

Eyes clamped shut, her mitt detached from her head and surreptitiously cupped her breast. She spared a spry glance around and quickly snaked her paw under her skirt again. Looking into the camera, she held the mental image of her at the gym in her intellect as she fingered herself over her pantie. Her consistence throbbed with agitation as she stroked the lenient silkiness between her legs. Had she worn the sheer lace panty Jason had given her she would had much better access code. As it was, the cotton liner blocked too often of her touch to complete the deal. To her consternation, ever so slowly, the moment drifted away. She tried desperately to bear on, staring at her middle in the camera, trying to will herself to an orgasm. Tugging on the leg seam, she tried to campaign the material out of the way. It was not cooperating, and she realized she would deliver to unfold her peg wantonly to get proper access. Although the cerebration caused a hot flush to run through her, she knew it was too obvious to do here.

A Word thudded on a desk from across the stacks and she started, looking around. No one seemed to be paying any aid to her go endeavour to be a pervert in public. She withdrew her hand and glanced around again.

'' okay, '' she whispered to the camera, `` I 'm going to deal a break. ``

She quickly shut the laptop computer and put it in the packsack and hurried off to the ladies'elbow room. Once in a stall, she slipped her bra off through her armholes and shoved it in the backpack. After covering the behind, she pulled her panties down, pulled her dress up, and sat on the pot. Spreading her peg, she started to match herself, this time unfettered by interfering cloth. Her digit settled on her clitoris, circling it in that familiar apparent motion she loved. Her other hired man snaked under her top, cupping her breast and pinching her turgid nipples. This was definitely going to do work.

A terrible sentiment crossed her mind and she paused, stripping off her panties and wrapping them in tissues before putting them into the rucksack. She opened the laptop again and started recording.

'' Hi Jason, '' she whispered into the television camera, even though she was alone in the lav. `` I 'm taking a niggling ... study break. ''

She angled the television camera so that the mitt under her blouse was visible, and then panned down to show her kitty. She set the laptop precariously on the toilet newspaper holder and stared into the photographic camera as she touched herself. She sucked two fingers before lowering them, gasping as she slid them into her pussy. A low moan escaped her back talk as she started digit fucking herself, her body racing to its release. She leaned back uncomfortably on the plumbing as her other hand joined the action mechanism, rubbing her clitoris as she pumped herself. She pulled her hands away just in the notch of time, panting into the camera.

'' Let 's go finish this, '' she grinned wickedly, lewdly cleaned her fingerbreadth off with her tongue.

She put the laptop in the bag and left to find a stall. She paused to look at herself in the mirror, her nipples now clearly protruding from her pink top, two swell footling gibbosity on a garden pink stripe. She gave each a playful tweak before slipping out into the library. She wasted no time finding another snug, sparing only a quick glace around. A girl was wrapped up in her subject field only two desks over and a small group was at a table across the way, but it would do. Jen opened the laptop and grinned into the camera as she started recording. She panned around, giving Jason a good scene of where she was. She mouthed a `` ticker this '' to the camera and then glanced around one close time. Looking straight into the camera, she slid her manus up her bare second joint. She spread her legs slightly, and her finger found her clit, still wet and throbbing from her previous risky venture. She again pulled the memory of her time in the gym to the cutting edge of her nous, remembering Jason 's clapper on her as she hung nude and helpless from the basketball rim. Her body started to respond and she stared at her face on the computer, her breathing place coming shorter and faster. She imagined somebody looking over and seeing her, and suddenly the flooring fell away from her.

Her sexual climax crashed hard on her, her case clenched as she tried to stifle any randomness. She balled up on her chairwoman as she continued to finger herself, riding the waving as far as it would take her. She belatedly clamped a mitt over her mouth as her coming subsided. instant later she recovered enough of her wits to pull her skirt back into place. She fearfully opened her eyes and glanced around. Thankfully she saw no one watching her. She looked back into the tv camera and giggled, embarrassed.
'' Hope you liked it, '' she grinned, turning off the tv camera with a moving ridge and closing the laptop.

She quickly packed up and fled the subroutine library, giddy at having successfully completed her task. Now, her goal was to find Jason. She rapidly crossed campus to his dorm. He opened the door almost immediately, staring into her centre. She stepped in and they jumped into each early 's arm.

'' Oh, God, Jennifer, '' he growled appreciatively.

Their clothes flew off in their resolved pursuit, lips parting just long enough for their top to solve. Jason threw her on the bed, pulling her ponytail out before his hands grabbed a firm handful of pilus, aggressively pulling her to him. He licked his way down her neck, pausing to drub the hollow that drove her unwarranted, a helping hand pawing her white meat. Suddenly his oral cavity was on her chest, one had knotted in her tomentum, the other pinching her nipple. He sucked on her hard nipples as she held him in place, fingers laced in his whisker, her wooden leg wrapped around his body. He started to move further down her torso, but she stopped him.

'' No, '' she growled, pulling him up by his hair.

With a quick move she aligned her articulatio coxae and guided him in. His rock tough hammer slammed dwelling in one powerful thrust, filling her desperate cunt in the way that she craved. Her tree branch wrapped tightly around his hot, hard consistence, soft cutis contrasting to his as he started to piston inside of her. His blazonry clamped around her, squeezing her tight against him, his gruelling bicep smashed against her cheek. The activeness of the night had stuck with her. With a moan, she started to cum, fire burning through her vena, elbow grease lubricating their hot skin as they slid against each other. Her coming raged through her body, every nerve seeming on fire. Her pussy clamped rhythmically on his hard shaft as crest after top of her orgasm shook her.

Jason clamped a bridge player over her oral cavity to asphyxiate her, their centre locked in hug drug. He started hissing at her, telling her what a slut she was for masturbating in public, his seedy Logos driving her climax to last longer. Her earth was starting to get fuzzy, overwhelmed with pleasure. Finally he started to cum inside her. Groaning her name, his hot thick cum exploded from his hard rooster and mixed with hers. His hand slipped from her mouth and she nestled breathlessly in his neck, shaking with aftershocks as he softened inside her.

'' You 're incredible, '' he whispered in her ear.

Jen smiled at his compliment. `` I 'm a good girl, '' she countered softly, stroking the back of his mind contentedly. `` A very good young woman. ''