Elaina?s Turn

The night after my private study session with Manuel, I took Elaina on a walk around the university campus. I told her that she should take a bold step and make her fantasy about sucking Manuel’s cock become reality. I said that I could tell that he fancied her, and she had a real chance with him if she took the initiative after our next review session. 

She had no experience with oral sex. On the other hand, I had experience sucking Manuel’s massive dick only three hours earlier, something I was definitely not going to tell her. 

I coached her on blow job techniques. How not to try to push down too far in order to prevent gagging, how to alternate licking and sucking with more sucking as he got closer, how to use her hand to stroke with saliva lubricating the cock shaft, how to handle the balls gently if at all, the advantages and disadvantages of swallowing. I said that I happened to notice a hidden alcove at the front of the room that could lend them some privacy when the other students left. I offered to wait outside in order to make sure no one entered the classroom while they were getting it on. I also said that the faster she could get topless the better to show off her impressive boobs. Above all, she MUST WEAR her adorably sexy red headband and matching low cut blouse. 

Elaina was giddy with expectation but still unsure how she could make the first move. I told her to sit in the front and keep her horny eyes and cleavage pointed in his direction. At the end of the review session, she was to get close to him quickly. She needed to be direct. I reminded her that during our Truth or Dare session, she communicated pure sexuality and was hot as fuck. 

The next Friday afternoon, Elaina and I walked over to the review session together. She wore her red blouse and headband as I had instructed and an impressive application of makeup. I tried to dress as plain as possible in a long skirt and t-shirt, and when we entered the little auditorium, I took a seat towards the back. She took my usual seat near the podium. Only four other students arrived. 

Manuel guided the review session gracefully. He tended to favor Elaina with his attention. He definitely looked at her first after he said his jokes. I couldn’t see Elaina’s face, but I noticed towards the end she spread her legs in a way that Manuel might have been able to get a glimpse up her short skirt. After looking in her direction, he seemed tongue tied. Well played, Elaina, I thought. 

The session ended, and I left soon after the others, picking up a water bottle and stylus for a tablet computer that had been left behind. As I closed the door, I saw Elaina approaching the front where Manuel was waiting. I took a seat on the floor next to the door outside—guard duty. Sure enough, less than three minutes later one of the other students came back to recover his water bottle. I handed it to him. “Is this your’s,” I asked, holding up the stylus. “Nope, it was there when I came in,” he replied.

Sitting there thinking about Elaina sucking Manuel’s enormous cock got me aroused. I shifted and folded my leg in a way that my heel could come under my long cotton skirt and press against my pussy. The pressure felt great. To make it more intense I slipped off my panties, putting them in my purse. Returning to the cross legged masturbation pose, I repeatedly twitched my thigh muscles, causing my heel to rub against my bare vulva rhymically. A slight adjustment, and my heel was on my clit and building up sexual pressure like flood waters behind a dam. 

Then I remembered the stylus. It was a thick model, rounded and larger than a marker. I had not done much self pleasuring with objects except for a zucchini several months earlier and a hairbrush handle years earlier. I only fingered my vagina when thinking of a specific guy’s penis. But at that moment I was very much thinking of Manuel’s thick veiny dick and how it would fill every part of me. 

Still sitting cross legged with my back against the wall, I pulled my skirt up around my waist. I looked up and down the empty hall. We three were probably the only people in the whole building. 

Guiding the stylus into my vagina was easy, so wet I was from my heel rubbing technique. It felt cold and oddly foreign in that private space. In and out, in and out. The smooth stylus, made even smoother by my juices, glided freely. In and out, in and out. It warmed up and now felt… So. Damn. Good. In and out, in and out. Breathing getting quicker and more ragged. In and out, in and out. Deeper now and faster and with increasing abandon. In and out, in and out. Manuel’s dick—my mouth could barely handle it—how would his cock feel inside me? How far could I stretch? In and out. In and out. His cum unloaded in my mouth with one magnificent spurt after another, how would his warm cum feel spurting deep inside my vagina? In and…

The dam burst. Waves of pleasure flowed from my crotch down through my legs and throughout my body in the foggy blur of the orgasm. My legs still trembled as I removed the stylus from its spelunking mission. I wiped it with the hem of my skirt and placed it in my purse next to my panties. I readjusted myself so as to be more decent and closed my eyes. I lightly grazed my nipples with my hand through the fabric of the t-shirt. Five minutes passed quickly. 

The classroom door opened and Elaina and Manuel emerged from the darkened space. They were very upbeat and giggling. When Manuel saw me, he looked surprised, told Elaina that he would see her again soon, and departed down the hall. 

Elaina thanked me over and over again for helping her, but she didn’t give details until we were sitting on a bench on a quiet part of campus. Technically, she didn’t give him a blow job after all. She followed my directions by using the hidden alcove and by removing her red top and bra right away. Manuel loved fondling her big breasts. She then described his massive cock to me in great detail. She brought a small bottle of moisturizer that she used to lubricate his shaft. Manuel, however, wanted to rub his cock between her breasts. She pressed her boobs together as he played with her nipples, his cock thrusting up and down in the midst of her ample bosom. She had a hand towel to catch his cum when he climaxed. Afterwards, she sat up on a table, spread her legs, and he fingered her vagina and sucked her nipples until she climaxed. She proudly said that she decided to not wear panties. I thought back to the time during the review session when she gave him a view up her skirt. Damn, she played this well. Then Elaina reached into her purse and brought out the hand towel, opening it up to show off Manuel’s semen. 

Seeing and especially smelling his cum got me horny all over again. I too was not wearing panties under my skirt, and I could feel my wetness drip on my inner thigh. Elaina put the towel away and said she was headed back to the dorm. I said that I was going to join her soon. When she left, I brought out the stylus. It still had the aroma of my juices from just a few minutes before. No one else was nearby. Then I remembered that the vibrators that my roommate Katie and I ordered were waiting at the campus post office, which was going to close soon. I left the stylus on the bench for someone else to find.