Works of Teenage Hormones

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Layla was a nervous wreck. Adi was coming to town that day, and of all places he was going to live in her house for a few days. Layla didn't know how she was going to cope with living together under the same roof. She remembered the first time she saw him and the way her hormones had wiped her brains out. Adi was her older brother Veer's Best friend from college. They were in their final year and were coming home to spend the summer together before the college ended. She had met him first four years ago when Veer had started college and instantly developed a crush on Adi. After years of fantasizing about him, her brain was now full of varying degrees of naked Adi and in different situations too.

Layla smacked herself while walking in the middle of corridor at her college campus. If just thinking about him could be so arousing what will it be when she was in his arms? She sighed inwardly, it was a farfetched thought. Wasn't there a bro code for such a situation? A bro's sis is my sis! Adi would not take any notice of her just like the first time he saw her. Agreed she was now more changed, she had blossomed in these four years, suddenly her boobs had popped out more and her butt had rounded perfectly about two years ago. At eighteen she was a picture of perfect beauty with long black curly hair falling down her back and twinkling brown eyes full of mischief and confidence.

But that's not what she was feeling right now. She could only picture Adi sitting in her house, on the sofa wearing nothing but a plain denim. She could picture his hard shoulder muscles taut and strong. She could only think about the planes of his chest, imagining how his sprinkle of chest hair would follow the line down south disappearing inside his jeans. She didn't even know if he had chest hair, and with that confusion in her mind she looked up only to find that she had reached her class. She was in her first year of college and although she didn't want to attend in this state, skipping class was not an option.

She better be sitting at the back today, away from the eyes of the teacher, lest she is caught off guard dreaming. As she chose a back seat, a gentle breeze travelled up her legs through her short skirt and left her gasping. She realized she was hot and already a little wet down under. It was killing, she needed more. As the teacher started the class and the students started looking up front, she thought of how to relieve herself of the pain she was feeling in her core. Slowly and discreetly she slouched down and she slid the back of a pencil under her skirt pressing it at her core over her panty. It was pleasurable pain, feeling the pressure against her demanding core. As she felt her juices wetting her even more, she knew she had to have an orgasm or she'll die of wanting.

She then pushed the crotch of her panties aside and slid a finger inside her wet core. A whimper almost escaped her lips and she sighed inwardly. She started rubbing her core and felt the pleasure flush her body. She almost reached to caress her left breast but suddenly realized that it might draw attention of the teacher towards her. She was itching to pinch her nipple as she felt them harden against her lacy bra. She was sure that if someone turned around to look at her, they'll be able to see her taut nipples through the thin satin fabric of her shirt. It gave her all the more thrill and she slid another finger inside of her. She slightly moaned and gave her right breast a quick pinch and a hard press. Her fingers were moving quicker setting a rhythm inside of her. She wanted to shout out loud but she had to bite her lip. Her eyes involuntarily closed as she felt her juices flowing down her thighs.

Very slowly she slid her skirt upwards just enough to reach to her panty straps and slid her panty down inch by inch. She discarded her now sodden panties under the table and resumed her plight inside her body. This time she slid three fingers and rubbed her clit with her thumb. It was throbbing with need and she was soon drawing to a close. As she reached her climax she let out a heavy breath and a whimper, conscious of the fact that she might draw attention of the class towards her.

Her hands were wet and sticky which she quickly wiped with some tissues. Her head was reeling with what she just did and her cheeks were warm and glowing. She felt thoroughly flushed but she had awakened a monster within, hungry for more. The need that arose in her was for much more, she longed for more pleasure to fill her, literally. As the college bell went off she made up her mind that this time she was going to be bold and make Adi hers, even if she had to seduce him.

With her mind made up, her panties forgotten and discarded under the table, she strode out of the class with her head held high and feeling quite naked under her skirt.