Private Library Masturbation Sex To A Secret Audience Of One.
My private library masturbation sex brings to mind a scene from my personal info bank. I was a freshman in college at GW in Washington, DC and living at Potomac House. Loneliness had set in and I was far from my home country of France. There were no new friends yet and I’d made a second home at Gelman, one of the campus libraries. It was always a quiet refuge, but today was a little different.
I was sitting in a cubicle studying but, there were others there in cubicles of their own. I’d barely began studying when I glanced up again and saw something I knew too well. The “urge” hit. You know, the one where you’ve just GOTTA do it! Touch yourself, you know, do the silent rub-out. She clearly hadn’t given me any notice while she checked out WHO might catch her. No one else seemed to be looking, but me? Oh, I was all over it. Private masturbation sex, right in FRONT of me!
I was glancing at her now and then because, well, she was hot!
Furthermore, she was Asian with long, silky, black hair I had figured out her pattern of checking, so I knew when to glance back down. lol. Anyway, after an hour or so I guess she started to get really antsy and so was I. But, I had every right to look! She CLEARLY didn’t want to leave the library; therefore, she simply adjusted her chair so that she was inconspicuously straddling the corner 3rd, or so of the seat.
She was wearing a skirt and had put her elbows up on the desk. I then noticed a slow rocking motion; back and forth but not too fast or much. Then, I noticed her quickly look up and around. However, the rhythm she had built would increase a little once she thought the coast was clear. I tried not to watch, but fuck!
This craziness carried on for another 15-20 minutes.
I watched her patterns… Her checking around… Rocking slowly… Checking again. Then, on one glance I noticed her reach into her purse and then, she pulled out an old-fashioned flip phone (that couldn’t do much outside of turning ON anymore) and she placed it underneath her skirt. OMG! That little whore was sitting on it! Perhaps, it was more like leaning into it! I glanced around to see who else was seeing this shit! I thought, ‘okay, this isn’t happening!’ All of that aside, and what was really most alluring was that she seemed to be calling herself from her laptop!
Oh, I’d seen this movie before! She had the cell set to vibrate! The first time she apparently let it ‘ring’ or vibrate just one time; then, she caught herself, looked around, she then let it vibrate twice, looking around while she rode the wave! So, by the time she let it vibrate 3 times she began arching into it and I could see her breathing become deeper.
Her elbows pressed hard into that poor desk as she leaned forward.
But, then she started looking around again. Private library masturbation sex got the best of her! She called her cell phone again. Six rings and harder pressing. OMG! What a sight? It’s hard to explain but, she was making short back and forth and slight rotating motions with her hips. Maybe they were more like tiny spasms, with her small feet actually coming off the ground a little as she ground harder into her phone.
She buried her face onto the desk for the few last spasms, arching her back. And that motion with her hips? That short, staccato rocking and a swirl that seemed almost out of control. It seemed as if she might fall off the chair! I still can’t figure out how she didn’t see me.
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