"Hah!”
"Shhhh." He slipped something into her other hand. "Put this rubber on me so we won't get the books wet.”
She absolutely couldn't believe it. She sat there stunned in a regular, ordinary chemistry class at dull old Brighton University-with a boy's cock in her hand as he asked her to jack him off. It was so wild and outrageous that she couldn't move for long seconds. She just sat there holding Spider's cock with one hand and a rubber contraceptive in the other. Down below Foster droned on. Down below, the serious students hunched over notebooks, scribbling like mad, totally unaware of the sex drama back in the gloom.
She jerked free. "I'm leaving.”
“Go ahead. You won't get Salt back," hissed spider cheerfully.
She started to get up but he pulled her hand back to his cock. "What's the harm, Cheryl? I'm not even asking a suck.”
She sat there tensely and then began to relax as the wildness of the situation grew on her. Talk about kinky sex! Abby with her leech, now this. Come to think of it, how often had she ever had a chance to masturbate a cock? Guys always wanted to get it into her, by mouth or cunt. In fact, she'd never seen a cock masturbated to orgasm all the way. She'd never seen a rubber on a cock either, not in these days when girls had pills, or IUD's.
"If we get caught… " she murmured.
"We won't-if you keep it quiet."
It was the beginning of one of the weirdest experiences she'd ever had. The condom was a sexy little thing, at first a tight little insect that opened out into a small ring when she broke the seal. The latex rubber was translucent, silky to her touch. The ring seemed thick. Spider laid it on top of his cock and the thin rubber immediately hugged his prick opening due to the moisture of his pre-seminal fluid. That was even sexier. Then he showed her how to roll the rubber down his shaft, covering it to the base with a thin, white silken membrane. It felt glossy, silken to her touch. She'd seen her share of cocks, but never one so handsomely encased in a protective sheath, the top crinkled to the prick head because of the pre-seminal fluid. She couldn't keep her hands off this new, warmly encased cock.
His prick throbbed in her hand. "Go slow," he ordered. "We've got lots of time.”
She looked around the room. Absolutely nobody paid them any attention. Down below the professor droned on. Inside, her cunt flowed in mad joy at this weird exercise in sex. She pumped the shaft inside its silken sheath and relished the joy of feeling that stiff prick meat, warm in her hand. Spider leaned back, eyes closed, absorbing the lecture. However, she could see the fast pump of the vein in his throat and once in a while he moved his butt and she thought she heard a faint groan of pleasure.
When he got too hot and his cock dry-throbbed, he detached her hand for a few seconds before she could resume. After a few minutes he instructed her to put her feet up on the back of the seat in the row ahead. She did so, feeling him break her zipper, which was on the side in these slacks. Then her belly thrilled as she felt what seemed like a little animal burrow into her bikini panties and slide over her pelvis. She wet his hand generously with her cunt juice as he jogged her. She couldn't help making mewling sounds in her joy but kept as quiet as she could. Her belly really got hot when he rode on her clit, so she had to hunch and work her loins. He stopped then and she relaxed, breathing fast.
It was his turn again as she jacked him off, her hand moving faster and faster. Deep, inner drives made you always speed up the action. He had to give a soft groan and back her off. His cock, inside the rubber, felt like a hundred and forty degrees and she sensed the extreme tension in it. The fluted head was so swollen that it overlapped in the circle of skin between her thumb and first finger.
She had dropped back to a simmer. He took her hand off his dry-pulsing cock and resumed fingering inside her pants. She held onto his arm and undulated, receiving deep belly thrills from her rising sexuality. In a minute she was going to be so hot that she'd explode with a cry, never mind where they were. Her body vibrated with delicious, eager sex sensations.
Just in time, when she was about to kick her legs forward, cry out and squeeze his hand between her thighs in orgasmic joy, he stopped. She fell off her sex peak once again, disappointed, yet fascinated by this start-stop sex action. Never before had she felt restraint in love-making. Always you went from foreplay into the real thing and pounded faster and faster to bursting climax. That was the way men were, and their sexuality swept you along with them.
Not Spider. Apparently he liked to string it out until pleased, crazed muscles and nerves revolted with involuntary eruptions to relieve the aching tension. Her cunt got a little sore. She was sure his cock was red and fussed almost beyond endurance. Yet underneath, as the minutes dragged on, a tremendous orgasm built in both of them.
"Mr. Strawn, will you comment please on the compound I've just described," called the professor from below.
The sharp voice shattered Cheryl's private world. She jerked to attention, closing her legs as every eye in the room suddenly focused on Spider and she. Her heart thudded in fear.
Spider got to his feet slowly. Smoothly he brought up his big, open loose-leaf notebook to cover his jutting cock. He answered in a regulated unemotional voice that sounded as if he'd followed the lecture right along. Then he slid back into the seat.
There were no snickers or accusations from down below. The professor nodded and went on with his lecture. The heads of the students dropped back to the note-taking. They had not been spotted. Talk about keeping your cool! She stared sideways at Spider in admiration. His answer was to strip off the rubber, exposing his cock to her, wet half way down from his pre-seminal flow and the tight clasp of the condom.
He put her hand back on the naked prick. "Time's almost up. Take it," he whispered.
Elated, exalted by this new sex thrill, she gently rubbed his balls and then jacked him off furiously, while he sank back, slack for a moment, and then his whole body stiffened. She bent over his cock to witness her first-ever free form male orgasm. She looked down on his shaft and the dark, expanded hole. Suddenly his cock convulsed and there was a bright flash of liquid; then body-hot sperm struck her on the mouth and nose, filling her nostrils with a rich, starchy smell.
She jerked back to watch the rest of his explosions, why, those first spurts leaped up at least two feet from his lap in the urgency and back pressure of his teased sex equipment. He let it all go, over his pants and on the floor, eyes dreamy, body locked, making the softest of relieved grunts in his throat. It was glorious to see the whole wet bursting of a taken cock. The last spurts barely cleared his cock head as the internal pressure lessened, and finally the last drops oozed from his prick hole like white snakes to slide down onto her hand.
She sat back, smelling the exudation, which made her dizzy. His hand went back on her cunt inside her pants. She felt so hot, thrilled, and open that she avidly licked his sperm off her hand and swallowed it. She used her tongue to lick the essence of that first burst off her mouth. Wow, it must be something to have a cock and make your jissum fly like that!
His hand took her. She grunted, locked her legs and tried to draw his hand deep inside her vagina. The tease had gone on so long that she went faint with pleasure ready to throb and throb and throb, not caring where she was. She started her lesbian fantasy to orgasm.
Faintly she heard the professor's voice, "Mr. Strawn, will you please come to my office after the class. Bring the young lady who is with you… ”
Ohmigod!
Chapter 5
Spider was in deep trouble and so was Cheryl. It turned out that they hadn't been quite as clever as they'd thought. When Professor Foster got them to his office, adjoining the Chem Lab, he was angry.