This is my first smutty thing... I hope that you like it!
It had been a long day; a long and cold day of classes and then studying in the library on campus. Books and papers were scattered all across the table as Amanda tried to absorb the remaining material that she needed for her test on Monday. She ran her fingers through her bangs and leaned onto her hand, her elbow on the table; she couldn't concentrate anymore. All Amanda wanted to do was relax and sleep.
Instead she opened her computer that was sitting off to the side on the table and started to check her email again. There was no way that she was going to go back to her dorm room at the moment because her roommate had her boyfriend over and Amanda was likely to find a sock or something on the door. She couldn't wait until next semester to live on her own.
She didn't find anything interesting in her email though and closed it down. She was starting to put it away when she saw her unwrapped gift from two weeks ago from her roommate for her birthday. She pulled the gift out and placed her computer away. Amanda slid her finger under the wrapped and broke the tap, the wrapping paper all but falling off the box it had been around. Amanda lifted the lid before shutting it again as fast as she had opened it. She looked around her to make sure no one was near her or could see the gift even though she knew that it was a Friday night and that most people were out at parties or something.
She lifted the lid again as she felt a red blush filling her face; her roommate had gotten her a neon pink vibrator for her birthday. She looked down into her bag trying to remember if there had been a card with the gift but knew that there had only been her roommate telling her that she hoped the gift would keep her warm at night. She finally understood what she meant now.
Amanda pulled the vibrator out of its box and held it in her hand. Now, Amanda may have been a virgin, but that didn't mean that she didn't get horny too, and that she didn't know how to take care of that. But she had never had anything to help her besides her fingers. She never thought about buying herself a vibrator. She turned it so that she could look at the bottom and saw the small button to press, and not thinking about where she was, she pressed it. She then quickly pressed it again thinking the small humming noise was louder then it really was. She looked around and waited but no one came around trying to find the source of the sound.
Amanda stood and walked to the opening of her floor and saw that she was alone on the 3rd floor and that she couldn't see anyone on the second floor. She walked back to her desk and sat down staring at the gift that was resting in her hand still.
Amanda tried to reason with herself. She had been feeling restless all day, all week that is. She was as alone as she was going to get, and she always wanted to have sex in a library... Masturbation isn't that far off...
Amanda quickly packed up her notebooks and textbooks up and carried what wouldn't fit in her bag to a further in table. She set down her books and her bag on the floor, taking the vibrator out of her pocket and then sitting down on the table, her feet resting on the chair. She placed the vibrator on the table next to her and she ran her hands down her sides to the hem of her shirt.
She brought her left hand up under her shirt to lie on top of her bra and breast. She gently massaged her breast and could feel her nipple react to the material moving. Soon she brought her right hand up, bringing her shirt up so that it was resting above her breasts. Instead of having her hands continue massaging through her bra she brought both of her breast out so that her bra was resting underneath them.
She placed her palms on her nipples and gentle moved her hands in circles, causing her nipples to harden even more and a small moan to fall out of her lips. While she lay down on the table, she had her left index finger and thumb pinched and twisted her nipple causing her to squeeze her legs together to create friction to release some pressure already building. She brought her right hand down over her bare stomach and down to her rub herself through her jeans, pressing in hard, which caused her to moan. Her eyes closed and her breathing quicker, she slipped her right hand under her jeans and her underwear and slid a finger along her slit feeling the slick that had started.
Her nipples forgotten, she suddenly had a need to touch herself harder to cause more friction. Her left hand and right hand met at the button of her jeans and quickly undid them and pulled both her jeans and under wear down as she lifted her hips up. Once the clothing was off she pushed back onto the table so that her feet were also resting on it, her knees bent and spread.
She slid her right index and middle finger inside herself causing a moan to slip out of her as her hips moved of there own accord. Her left hand was gripping the side of the table, her fingers white. Her right hand fingers slowly pumped in and out as she moaned softly.
Her left hand was making its way back up to her body when it hit something on the table, and then she remembered the vibrator and smiled. She brought both hands up to hold the small device and she used some of her slick to lubricate it before she brought it down and slid in side of herself. She groaned at the difference in size between her two fingers and the vibrator, even though it wasn't that much. She slid it in and out a few times at different angles before pressing the small button.
She instantly through her head back in surprise and pleasure, not realizing the reaction that she was going to have. She adjusted the angle and found her hips moving again to help the building pressure, to help her find her release. She pressed harder, the vibrations becoming stronger with her bodies own reactions. She moaned louder, not remembering where she was until with a near silent scream she came. And as she rode her orgasm out with the vibrations still happening, she knew that she was going to have to buy something as awesome for her roommate.
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