What's going on here!?
"Ugh," Sarah groaned, annoyed that her boyfriend wouldn't even try to finger her right now. "Fine, I will ask him instead."
The two of them turned to look at Oliver and Brenda, who were still sitting together, embracing each other.
"Oliver, I want what Brenda got. Will you please finger me too?" Sarah pleaded, putting her hand on Oliver's shoulder. "I am so horny because of what happened between us yesterday, and now, after watching you pleasure Brenda, it has gotten worse. Please, finger me and give me an orgasm."
"Of course, babe. Come sit with me, and I will take care of you." Oliver gave her a sexy smile and tapped his lap, indicating that she should straddle him just like Brenda had.
Brenda was sitting on Oliver's lap, enjoying his body against hers. She didn't want to move, but then Sarah was coming over, wanting the same attention that she had just gotten. She didn't have much choice in the matter. Her friend needed to have some fun too. So Brenda stood up and helped Sarah straddle Oliver's lap.
"This is embarrassing..." Sarah whispered to her friend as she felt the bulge in Oliver's pants press against her panties. "But it's so exciting at the same time. I hope you don't mind if I steal Oliver from you for a while."
"Don't worry about it. Just make sure you don't let out any juices that will wet his pants." Brenda giggled and tapped her friend's butt. Then she went back to her seat, turning around to watch the fun show.
The moment Sarah sat down on his lap, quite a few students found it weird to see such an innocent-looking girl straddling a classmate in the middle of the class. Not to mention, Brenda also had done the same thing just seconds before.
This sight confused the other students. They wondered what they were doing or why the girls were behaving like that. Some of them were too shy to say anything, so they remained silent, but others stared at them with curiosity. Those ones were the male students, of course. But there were also some female students who gave a quick look before turning back to their work.
This made Sarah's face burn. She was not used to being the center of attention. She hated the idea of people staring at her, even if it was just for a moment or two. Still, she wanted to feel Oliver's fingers again. Even the previous day, when they had a foursome with Ron and Brenda, she was fascinated by how skilled he was.
"Are you sure you are okay with this?" Oliver asked as soon as he felt Sarah's body trembling against him. He could tell that she was not comfortable being on display like this, and he didn't want to force her into something she wasn't ready for.
"Yes, I will be fine," Sarah answered after taking a deep breath. "I need this, Oliver. Please... touch me like you did Brenda."
"Alright. Tell me if you want to stop, okay?" He told the beautiful girl, stroking her face. Then, without wasting another second, he reached down and put his right hand between her legs, stroking her pussy through the thin cloth of her panties. His left hand rested on her butt, keeping her steady on his lap as he began to stimulate her genitals.
Oliver started slowly, using his fingers to massage her outer lips while he kept his eyes locked on hers. He could tell that she was a bit nervous because he could feel her shaking a little, so he leaned in and kissed her, hoping that it would ease her mind. And it did.
Sarah moaned into his mouth as she felt his warm breath against her skin and his soft lips brushing hers. She felt a sense of security and comfort wash over her, knowing that this man was going to make her feel good no matter what.
As their tongues danced together, Oliver continued to stimulate Sarah's pussy with his fingers, rubbing up and down the length of her slit, feeling her moistness seep through her panties. He paid special attention to her clit, which he could feel through the thin fabric, and as he stimulated this sensitive area, Sarah gasped against his mouth.
"Uhhh..." She groaned, breaking from the kiss for a second to catch her breath before returning to his mouth once more, moaning with every stroke of his fingers. Then, Oliver slid her panties aside and began to finger her bare, soaking wet pussy. He was rubbing her clit faster and harder than before, making her pant and moan louder against his mouth.
Brenda couldn't stop staring at this gorgeous couple kissing and masturbating right in front of her. She could hear the wet noises of Oliver's fingers plunging into Sarah's pussy, and she could imagine the sensation of his touch.
Ron, on the other hand, was breathing hard and fast as he watched the show. He looked like a fish out of water. A very aroused fish, but a fish nonetheless. His eyes were glued to Sarah's body, and he kept rubbing himself through his pants, unable to stop.
It was clear that he loved seeing his innocent girlfriend getting so aroused by another man. The thought of Oliver's fingers stimulating her wet pussy in public turned Ron on. He was so aroused that he almost came right in his pants, which would have been embarrassing for him.
Meanwhile, Sarah broke free from the kiss to take a few deep breaths before whispering in Oliver's ear. "Ahhh... You are so good at this, Oliver. That feels amazing. Please, don't stop. I am so close..."
Oliver grinned and continued fingering her pussy, making her pant and squirm even more. She was almost ready to climax.
Just a few more strokes of his fingers were enough to send her over the edge. Sarah bit down on his shoulder, trying to muffle her moans as she came. Her body trembled with pleasure as Oliver kept moving his fingers in and out of her wet slit, and then, finally, her orgasm began to subside, and she relaxed on his lap again.
"Ooohhh... That was incredible, Oliver..." She panted, putting her arms around his neck and looking at him with her half-lidded eyes, a satisfied smile on her face. "Your fingers are magical..."
"Thank you, babe. I love pleasuring a sexy girl like you," he replied, hugging her back. "You have a beautiful body. It was a real pleasure to play with your pussy and watch you cum."
Just then a sharp voice interrupted their moment. "What's going on here!?" A female student demanded, walking toward them with a frown on her face. "Sarah, stop sitting on Oliver's lap. Go back to your seat and get away from him! And you, Ron... Stop ogling those two, will you? You look like a pervert."