never getting over the idea of portal fleshlights. imagine being connected to one without knowing, your professor who you always seem to disagree with in class getting one to take his anger out on his most infuriating but impressive student. leaving his class and saying bye to your friends to go to the bathroom before your next lecture and stumbling as soon as you push the door open, feeling a phantom finger brushing against you. You look around the bathroom, seeing it was mercifully empty as you stumble into a stall, closing the door loudly and locking it behind you, leaning back against it as the finger comes back, brushing over your slit before it disappears again. A damp thumb rubbing tight circles directly over your clit, holding onto the door as your legs shake and part of their own accord. You make it to the toilet, sitting on top of the lid, leaning back with your legs spread as the thumb on your clit keeps rubbing harder. You feel yourself begin to drool into your panties, your throbbing clit pulsing into the ghost's touch. Your eyes roll back as a writhing wetness pressed against your slit, pushing your lips open to tongue at your clenching hole, getting the tiniest taste and retreating, your hips bucking to chase it. It reappears with a vengeance, licking at you, flicking against the silky texture of your bare pussy before it drags your own wetness up to your clit, the thumb disappearing only to be replaced with the tongue flicking at the hard nub your clit had become, back and forth until you were biting your own hand as your thighs jerked. The lips wrapping around it, the slight scratch of stubble notable as the phantom mouth suckled at your clit, the tongue still rubbing over the top of it. Fingers prodded at your entrance, needing nothing more than your own slutty wetness to slide two into your hole, stretching out your virgin pussy that had only had the end of your hairbrush inside of it when you got desperate in the after school and no one was home. They searched around inside of you, pushing against a squishy part of your insides as more wetness spurted out from you. Another hand joined to spread your lips open to expose your clit entirely, the hood pulled back so the next touch of the tongue was directly on the stiff peak, moans escaping you that you couldn't keep back as your most sensitive bundle of nerves was assaulted by this lithe, so wet tongue, slurping against you as the fingers fucked you rougher and rougher, slick sounds echoing. You tug your skirt down, your panties wet as your slick dripped around the edges of them. You pull them down to your ankles, propping your feet against the lid of the toilet as well and bending over. A ragged gasp escapes you at the whorish part to your pussy lips, the pulsing of your clit as it stood out from between your lips. You were being fucked by nothing. Unable not to, you reach down to flutter your fingers over the dripping slick of your clit. Your fingers stimulated it alongside the tongue, making it feel as though both were happening at the same time. You drag your fingertips through your lips, gathering your slick to bring it up to messily rub back and forth over your clit, moaning aloud and unfiltered as another finger slid inside, rubbing against the roof of your cunt. your bladder was still full with the water you'd been drinking all lecture, that with the stimulation from inside your pussy making you scream as your pussy squirted, covering the door of the stall as you rubbed your clit harder through your orgasm, rivers of squirt splashing around you as you orgasmed around the fingers, the tongue rubbing gentler circles now as you trembled. You stilled, the fingers sliding out, the mouth giving one last kiss to your needy clit before all stimulation was gone. Next lecture be damned, you were going home while you knew the house would be empty.
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