It’s nice to have a car on campus, says today’s pretty girl.
I can just get in it and drive wherever I want to go — to the supermarket, or the shopping mall. I’m always happy to get out and go somewhere. Today, though, well, I guess I was talking in class, but it really wasn’t my fault. A boy was fondling me, and I was spreading my legs, but the seats in that lecture hall are a bit cramped. It’s been warm, so I didn’t bother to wear a top this morning, just a little skirt. So, to help the boy fondle me, I offered to take off the skirt, but he said it wasn’t necessary, if I just get up on my hands and knees. So I balanced on the chair, with my ass in the air, and he did his thing. “Mmmm,” it felt really good. I was plenty juicy, and he helped spread that juice around, so my whole bottom was pretty wet. I think maybe he used his tongue a little, too; my eyes were closed, so I don’t know. I just let all the wonderful feelings wash over me, and then before I knew it, I was cumming.
Well, I guess I wasn’t very quiet about it. So I hear the professor calling out my name. I stood up all innocent-like, and said “Yes?”
“Come to the front of the room, and bend over.”
Well, I knew my pussy was all wet, and probably a little red, to boot, so I was a little embarrassed.
I did as he said. I touched my toes, with my butt facing the class. I even spread my legs, because I knew there was no point in trying to hide anything.
“Well, young lady,” he said, “what am I going to do with you?”
I shrugged my shoulders. The class laughed. I guess that was all he could take. He made me strip naked, which he must have thought was a bigger deal than it was. I undid my skirt and handed it to him. “Is that it, then?”
He got furious, and made me leave the classroom. I looked down, and saw my pussy was bright red, and my lips were still puffy. I knew I was asking to be raped, but there wasn’t much I could do about it. I was afraid if I went all the way back to my dorm to get another skirt, I would be raped before I got there, so I just went to the parking garage, and tried to remember where I had parked. Finally, I found my car, and unlocked the door.
“Whew!” I spread my legs to let my pussy dry off, and started driving. I tried to act natural every time a truck passed me, and although I’m sure a few of those truckers got a good look at me, I made it all the way to the shopping mall without anything scary happening.
Now, here I am.
I would like to get out, and maybe shop for a new skirt, but I’m a little shy about being completely naked off campus. Should I get out of my car? Or just drive back to the Campus? What would you do in my position?