Book #2

it's not the table (nsfw, temp title?)

i was misbehaving again. being a little shıt just to be a little shıt. you knew. as you walked by where i was sitting, i poked you with my pencil repeatedly.
"i swear to god, marvi, i-" you sighed off the ending, as people usually do when they don't really have a threat.
i played into that. leaning in and looking through my eyelashes, i teased, "you what? hmm?"
i used the tip of the pencil to mess with my skirt. it wasn't entirely a conscious action, but i was aware of it. i noticed you look down at it, then make eye contact with me.
"i'll peg you right here," you said under your breath.
if i'd any sense, i would have shuddered at that. i shoved down that instinct and loudly replied, "i don't think you would if i were lain here with fishnets and a live lobster."
you looked at me, confused.
"what's the lobster for?"
"to go with the fishnets," i said. "wait. you don't fish for lobster with a net."
you shook your head as if to clear it, like an etch-a-sketch. "just shut up. and behave."
i hummed as if i were debating whether or not i would do that. i already knew the answer, of course. you can't make a threat like that and expect me not to try to win it. so i kept misbehaving.
i kept kicking my leg up so that you could see under my skirt. i drummed my pencil on the table to get your attention. i played games on my phone.
before i knew it, your hand slammed my phone into the table.
"get up," you growled.
i weighed my choices. you would be rougher unless i complied. but that's what i wanted.
"you might have to make me."
that was the push you needed.
you grabbed for my crotch with one hand and forced my chest onto the table with the other. i was perfectly bent over the edge for you.
at this point, you didn't care about the other people in the room. you unzipped your pants and pulled my panties down, purposely grazing against my clit. i flinched at the sudden harsh touch.
you noticed and commented, "you'll learn."
i taunted, "will i?"
that earned me a pinch to the same spot and drew out a yelp.
"you will." you tested out my hole with a finger. i was already wet from excitement. you didn't hesitate to try to get the rest of your hand in. unsurprising, it fit pretty quickly.
"pencil," you commanded. i handed it over. you used the eraser end to penetrate my urethra. you really wanted to fill me, i realized.
holding my cunt open with your hand, you pushed your cock in to lube up. i moaned at the pressure. you thrusted a few times to get nice and wet, then pulled out, leaving your fingers at the entrance.
i relaxed, knowing what was coming next. you pushed your thumb against my asshole, letting it ease in, then drawing circles to loosen me up.
when your thumb came out, your tip followed right in. you kept pushing until you were almost your full length in. as you pulled out to thrust, you let your four fingers go back into my pussy.
the full combination was euphoric. i felt my knees give and you slammed me up onto the table. the pencil slamming against the walls of my urethra made me cry out.
you kept going as if i hadn't, thrusting faster and faster. you rubbed your fingers against my g-spot. at this point, i just melted into it. i breathed in sync with your thrusts.
finally, you thrust deep and came, and i moaned loudly.
that might've been worth not getting through our study session.