The Babydoll


She couldn’t get her mind into it as of Friday. She knew why, but nothing she did, like masturbating once again, and earlier that week for that matter and even just before she went on to class, couldn’t seem to resolve her issues. She felt “it” when she woke up that morning…that deep seated, deep pitted series of sensations in her stomach which were almost causing her breasts to ache and burn with a wanton desire as well…they began doing it again also. This was a growing desire. Both burned within her and almost all the time too. She wasn’t growing furious with it but she knew she didn’t have time to deal with it at the moment…or so she thought she didn’t at least. She knew it for sure. Classes were calling. But the emotions were starting to persist. She tried but she couldn’t do it; pulling herself away from the bed well she couldn’t seem to do it as of yet. No, it was not working for her. She had to do it. At least one…more…time she told herself. She had to. She just had to. Oh God…she was telling herself. So there she was. Slowly she was pulling off her clothes and now she was…yes…there…she was now fully undressed. Her boobs. They were crying out for her fingers. Her eyes closed. And her pussy, it was calling out for that thing she so loved. Even without looking, she reached over, and Maggie reached for it and grabbed it up. “Come on Maggie,” she said aloud. “Don’t let me down. I want this! You want this! So let’s do it! Come on…let’s do this together Maggie…let’s do it now” her pussy was practically aching to say to her. And so, seeing as she knew she had to have it happen again and she knew she had to have those feelings “erupt” inside her again, she took that dildo and Maggie went about moving it around her cunt so that she could fuck her own pussy. And as usual, she did it as quickly and proficiently as she could knowing she had to get to class soon enough. So there she was. In her bed she was naked. With her hands in control of the dildo, she moved it about and had herself crying and screaming out loudly. Yes she was. “Come on! Ohhhhhh God come on…do it Maggie…do it! Cum Maggie cum! Oh God yes, do it! Cum now! Yes now…ohhh yes oh yes ohhh yes! Now Maggie now,” she screamed. “That’s it Maggie…oh God ohhhhhh fucking God…cum…cum!” And then it started to happen. Yes it finally started to happen. She felt it within her. She felt herself coming wildly. She wanted more of it but as it started to happen, Maggie pulled it out and she dropped the dildo to the bed. Cum oozed out as usual and Maggie felt soooo much better all of a sudden. She let it slide down between her thighs and down to the mattress. Maggie was breathing harder then usual but it was normal in situations like these. Her breathing eased up and she let her emotions run their course. However, moments later, she knew she had to get going and she took the sheet in her hand, and Maggie dabbed her pussy dry and clean. She said something to herself and jumped out of bed, finally. Smiling, she felt so much better. This one was the first one in three days for her. Maggie, still smiling, rushed to get herself dressed, and as she did she threw in what Ümraniye Escort she thought she needed for class. This young woman loved to do what she’d done all the time. An art student, she needed two years to graduate. But Maggie loved doing what she’d done way, way to often, and situations like these came up way to often she always told herself as she headed out the door. Putting that dildo inside her pussy, she loved how it felt when she moved it around it, and caused herself to cum. Now she felt soooo much better but she knew she’d be back at it again. For now she felt she could usually get through the day much better. However, it was Friday and Friday’s were a little different. She had a full day of classes that day and she always found that she seemed to need a little more motivation to get through the day. She felt something else was necessary and so she reached down and shoved them in her bookbag. She liked it when they were in there. It was, to her, more erotic that she had them with her during a day like this. Stuffed to the gill with almost all books, she carried with her the one pair of panties, and also that black lace babydoll. Putting them up to her nostrils, Maggie couldn’t get enough of them. They always aroused her in a manner most younger girls wouldn’t understand. She’d been masturbating for years. She erupted and came like most girls couldn’t when she masturbated. Maggie was different that way. She’d been with men and she loved being with the right ones…one’s who knew how to love and arouse her intimately…but seeing as she hadn’t met many all she could do was herself she felt. She threw on her clothes. Her books, all of them were in the bookbag already, but she felt she had to have the panties and babydoll in addition to that. “Oh wait,” she said. “Take the dildo too.” And so she shoved it along with the babydoll and panties and the books. She rushed out of her place and headed off to class. She had to sit in the back seeing as she got there late and the teacher had just started her lecture. The bag, as heavy as it was, slammed to the floor, and Maggie silently apologized to the professor. Their eyes seemed to meet for some reason but Maggie sat down and took in the lecture. The day went on. Class after class after class or so it felt like that. Boring is what she was telling herself and as a result her mind drifted. All of a sudden, she saw another scene. There was this woman. No it was herself. She was laying in her bed doing something. Oh wait…no stop it she told herself…but she couldn’t. Her eyes closed for a moment. Oh God don’t do this she said to herself. But it was too late. There she was. She was laying down. And there it was. She was holding it in her hand. As she listened to another boring lecture she could feel it in her hand. Maggie grew a little horny. Time passed as the moments went on but Maggie’s mind wasn’t in the classroom any longer. Ohhhhhh, I’ve got to focus. I have to focus she told herself. Her knees started to knock, as if she had to go to the bathroom, but she didn’t. She sat there and thought of where she could go. To Ümraniye Escort Bayan the bathroom maybe she thought. She closed her eyes. Suddenly, out of nowhere, she started to feel that overwhelming power within her thighs. “Ohhhhhh,” she suddenly said out loud and by accident. Any girl in the room knew that sound and it was mostly women of course too but all their heads turned in her direction. Maggie blushed but did not turn to look at any of the other students faces. Having realized what she said she clammed up even though she felt the need to pacify her physical needs at the moment. Finally, class was dismissed. Without second guessing herself, she picked up her bag, and Maggie walked, swiftly, to the nearest bathroom in the building. She headed straight for it. In the ladies room, she went for the furthest one in thee bathroom. She put it down beside her legs, and against the wall, but it was in the way and so she moved it to the other side of her. She undid her shorts and pushed them down. She wanted to pull it out. Ohhhhhh did she ever. It was quiet in there. Nobody had walked in, yet. She pushed down her panties and reached over for the other pair in her bookbag. Mmmmmm, she thought as she ran it along her nostrils, smiling. She breathed in. She closed her eyes too. She exhaled and breathed in again. And then she did it finally. She ran it along her lips a couple times at first and then, without even thinking, she put down the pair of panties on her bookbag, and shoved the dildo up into her pussy. She loved that feeling. She moved it about it, half-smiling as she did. Her eyes closed as she felt it up inside her, and arousing her as she moved it about it, was turning her on more and more, and someone had walked in to the bathroom too. It was her professor. Maggie didn’t even realize it. She happened to sit down in the adjoining stall. The professor looked down and over at the bookbag and she happened to notice the pair of panties laying on Maggie’s bookbag. Maggie was breathing harder but hadn’t heard the professor when she came in and sat down in the adjoining stall. However, the professor was listening in only because it wasn’t hard not to. Finally she said to Maggie, almost sure of what Maggie was doing, “Excuse me…is everything alright in there?” Maggie stopped dead in her tracks. She didn’t say a word. She looked out. She looked left and right. She felt like she was caught dead in the act of doing what she was doing. She took toilet paper and wrapped her dildo in it. She looked down at her bookbag and saw it. Her babydoll was laying on top of it. She closed her eyes and said something. “Damn…shit…I fucked up.” “It’s okay you know…all you girls do that…so don’t worry. I won’t say anything,” her teacher told her. The toilet flushed and she walked out. “Fuck,” is all Maggie said to herself while she pulled herself together and went out to wash up. She’d taken the bus in but seeing as what happened just moments earlier, she decided to write off class, and instead walk home. It was about a 45 minute walk but it was partially sunny and warm too. She Escort Ümraniye headed home, taking whatever shortcuts she could find, and walking through a neighborhood, a nice one too, towards her apartments. She noticed how the houses were really nice. Moderately sized two story, and well kept up homes, people were out doing lawn work. She watched as she walked this block and that but all of a sudden when she turned the corner of the next block she saw a woman with white cut off sleeves blouse who had that same slim, nice figure, or so she thought, of her teachers. She recognized the hairdo too. She had on shorts along with that blouse with its sleeves cut off and Maggie slowed a little. Nice flower bed, she told herself, but…isn’t that my professor? She looked a moment longer. In a very quiet tone of voice she said “It is Dr. Barlow.” As she came a little closer she called out to her. “Dr. Barlow?” she said. Dr. Amanda Barlow turned around. She recognized Maggie and turned off the water saying hello to her. Maggie at first walked a couple steps towards her while Dr. Barlow took several steps towards Maggie. “Well hello Maggie,” she said in a sweeter then what Maggie expected tone of voice. “How’s your day going?” Maggie said fine and with that said Amanda Barlow carried on the conversation. Maggie instantly liked this woman she only knew as her professor. But there was something odd in the original visitation. Dr. Barlow seemed to recognize something. She seemed to recognize that bookbag Maggie was carrying. In it were those panties possibly she thought. Hmmm, now isn’t that a bit kinky? Anyway Dr. Barlow went on and invited her in for some conversation. “I can always do the watering a little later on. Care to come inside?” “Ohhh no but thank you,” Maggie said and the two of them said goodbye shortly after that but Maggie reconsidered and made a point of walking by the house soon again. She headed home. She went straight to her bathtub and Maggie started the water and went to grab hold of her vibrator this time. It was put to good use. Maggie did it again, having orgasmed, and filling the water around her pussy with cum, and now she knew she had to wash up and clean herself up. It was the weekend. She knew she needed notes from Dr. Barlow’s class as well as others and Maggie emailed others for some help. She decided on Sunday to head to the library but once she thought about it she decided to walk instead of taking her car or the bus. There she was again. Dr. Barlow was out watering her flowers. “Hey there Dr. Barlow,” she called out. “Hi there Maggie,” and asked, “Using this route now?” she said and while wearing a sweet, pleasant smile. Maggie stopped. It just so happened that Amanda Barlow was wearing another one of those cute blouses but it was different. With the sleeves cut off too it was of another earthy tone. And this one appeared to be a little on the tighter side thus providing the public with a better view of Dr. Barlow’s physique. Wow, she even has boobs and hips too thought Maggie. And get a look at her legs. “What are you up to today?” asked Amanda. “Ohhh nothing really. I was planning on doing some research on some architectural paintings we learned about,” Maggie said. “Is that your major?” asked Amanda. “Yes mam,” Maggie replied. “Ohhhhhh please Maggie…out of class call me Amanda, will you? I’d love that.” “Okay uhhh Amanda,” Maggie said. Hence from that moment on a relationship was forming.

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