Page 35 of Tenure

“Panties,” I say, trying not to sound breathless myself.

She is visibly shaking with adrenaline and fear, but she takes a huge, shaky breath and slides them off too, tucking them into the pocket of her jeans.

“Good girl,” I moan as I watch her standing there half-naked and afraid. “Such a good girl, Kiernan. Now your shirt.”

She blushes and looks pleased, but she slips off her T-shirt and I’m pleasantly surprised to find she isn’t wearing a bra. My mouth waters, remembering the feeling of her perfect, tight, brown nipples between my teeth.

She’s twisting her fingers together, always giving away her nerves.I’ll give you something better to do with those fingers.

“Lean back against the stall.”

She does and her chest starts to heave.

“Legs apart.”

She goesbeetred, redder than I’ve ever seen her, but she spreads her legs, opening herself wide, and I could drop to my fucking knees at the sight of it.

“Show me your pussy, Kiernan,” I growl.

She reaches down with both hands and hesitates, her fingers trembling, but she does what she’s told and spreads her lips wide open. Even on a screen I can see she’s drenched, fuckingdripping,and I’ve never wanted anything as bad as I want to be nose deep in her fucking slit.

“Slide your middle finger in your pussy, baby.”

She does it immediately, her head snapping back, a low moan escaping her lips as she closes her eyes, brow furrowing, tits heaving.

“Pump,” I manage to grit out.

She slides a little lower, bent into a squat as she pumps her finger into herself, covering her finger in her wetness. I can see her arousal glistening all over it every time she pulls it out, glowing under the fluorescent lights.

“Harder.”

She starts fucking herself in earnest with her hand, her hips rising up to meet it, jerking her finger into herself as hard as she can. She adds another finger—without permission—but I allow it because the moan coming out of her mouth is the hottest sound I’ve ever heard in my entire life.

But then she freezes—pure panic on her face—and I hear the echoes of voices and laughter.

Someone’s in here!she mouths, scrambling to stand up.

I glare at her and shake my head no, quickly sending her a text that I know will pop up on her screen.

Don’t you dare fucking stop

She looks petrified, sweat forming on her temples, but her nipples tighten even more, and I smile, satisfied, because I already know she’s going to do what she’s fucking told. Staring right at the camera—right at me—she leans against the stall wall again and spreads herself for me, her pussy clenching and running with cum.

She holds out three fingers and waits.She’s asking.

GOOD GIRL I mouth, and nod. And she stares right at me as she sinks all three fingers so deep inside herself, I thinkI’mthe one who’s coming.

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Kiernan

My brain and body are both going bat. shit. crazy.

Adrenaline like nothing I’ve ever experienced before is coursing through my veins as I listen to what sounds like two of the guidance counsellors having a conversation about the price of cheese while I’ve split myself wide open, cum running down my entrance and towards my ass, his greedy eyes glued to my pussy as I fuck myself—HARD—with as many fingers as I can handle without pain.

I ride my hand like a fucking rodeo queen, so slippery that my whole palm is coated, the butt of my thumb rubbing my clit as I fuck myself faster and faster.

I keep my mouth clamped shut to keep from calling out, from moaning, fromscreaming his name.

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