An Oak Desk and A Tiny Skirt - Sex Stories

An Oak Desk and A Tiny Skirt

... top marks since she arrived at University two years ago, so her academic meetings often overran the allotted thirty minute time windows that they were supposed to adhere to, as her tutors discussed more advanced and complex theories that few students her age were capable of grasping. While quite shy in many areas of her life, Katie was always at ease in these kinds of situations, as she had always been a voracious reader and so was able to be quite animated and confident in her lectures and classes. This had changed recently, however, when she had been assigned Viggo as her new personal tutor. Her previous personal tutor, Marla Robinson had been a rather dry, withered academic that had retired at the end of the previous academic year, and ever since she had become rather enamoured with her replacement. Viggo must have been about forty, Scandinavian looking but with short, dark hair, a crisp jawline and prominent cheekbones. Quite a few of the other girls on her course were quite jealous that Katie had him as her personal tutor, and sly jokes about how hot he was were not uncommon. This was perhaps why Katie had spent so long perfecting her essay, in the hope that she would impress him with her work. Katie was not a morning person and wrenching herself out of the warm comfort of her duvet at 9am was not an enjoyable task. She eventually managed it however, and padded towards the shower, towel in hand, in just a pair of black panties. Any shyness about her body in front of ...

... her housemates had long since dissipated so there was no need to cover up. As she walked towards the bathroom she heard some faint moans emanating from Haniyah’s room. Katie smiled to herself and shook her head. Haniya was always one to bring a man home after a night out. She couldn’t resist having a peek through the door that was slightly ajar, viewing Haniyah naked, laying on her back with her eyes closed as an athletic guy with very dark skin went down on her. Katie’s gaze lingered on Haniyah for just a few seconds. That tiny, cute spanish girl seemed to be out partying every other night of the week and with that tight body and toned ass she always seemed to ensnare the most gorgeous men into doing her bidding. Katie snapped out of her momentary trance and made for the bathroom, not wanting to get caught peeping. Katie looked upon her reflection in the full-length mirror as she waited for the shower to warm up. Perhaps it was because she’d seen Michelle and Haniyah’s bodies in quite intimate detail just recently, but as she looked at herself she couldn’t help but feel as if she wasn’t quite in the same league as them. She didn’t have much time to dwell on this though as it wasn’t that long until her meeting. The room was starting to fill up with steam from the shower that engulfed her in warm moisture as she stepped naked into it. It was only as Katie was halfway to her meeting already, clutching the cardboard cup of coffee she had bought on this bright spring morning, that ...