I love being in school. It’s not so much about learning, there’s just so many hot guys around. Fellow students, instructors, school administrators…they all keep my barely legal pussy hot and wet. So much opportunity and I just seem to stumble into coed phone sex all the time. Like the other day, I was searching for a book in the library that I couldn’t find. The guy at the circulation counter was more than happy to help. He brought me to the back of the stacks to find Human Sexuality Volume I. I was bending over looking at the bottom shelf when I felt his hand go up my skirt. I wasn’t mad about it. It felt so good to have his fingers sliding over my panties, feeling the wetness through the fabric. Then he pushed them to the side and rubbed my throbbing wet clit softly. I let out a moan and he reminded me that I had to be quiet in the library. I really had to bite my lip when he slid his fingers into my juicy pulsating hole. I had to bite my lip to keep from yelling out. We wouldn’t want anyone discovering our secret coed phone sex spot.
This other time I went to the financial aid office to see what was taking so long. There was a really nice man in there that showed me I had a hold on my account for parking tickets. I was really bummed out, but he told me that there was an easy fix. First he sent me to the campus police office and had me tell the officers that I had a special “situation.” They took me into the holding cell and took turns using my tight pussy. When the four of them were done and my snatch was dripping, I had to go back to financial aid and show the guy that I had done what he told me to. He took me in an interview room, sat me up on the table and took a look at my hot cream pie. Then he licked it all out of me. Who knew that coed phone sex could solve all those red tape issues? Now that I know, it’s going to be a great semester.
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