Mandy's Continuing Education - Sex Stories

Mandy's Continuing Education

This story follows the 'Watching You Watching Me' series of stories and it is recommended that you read them first for background and references. Please note, all characters are over the age of 18, are healthy and disease free, and live in that blissful, alternate reality in which personal birth control choices are freely and readily available.

The first weeks away from home at university were hard -- and not in a fun, sexual way but in a rough and distressing emotional way. I missed EVERYONE! I was able to face time chat and even, occasionally, play with Mr. R, even more rarely with Ali or Matt. My parents hadn't become tech savy enough for virtual visits yet although I knew that, by the time Matt was away at college too, they'd have to be. It wasn't nearly enough though. I was used to regular sex and I wasn't getting any.

I masturbated, as quietly as possible and as frequently as I was able, but I wasn't sure enough of my roommate's sexual orientation and preferences to risk rubbing one out in front of her...yet anyway. Getting thrown out of the dorms this early in my first year would have been really hard for my folks to swallow, despite their awareness of what a slut I can be. I had an even worse time trying to keep my milk flowing. I needed to be milked or suckled regularly and finding time between classes was a challenge some days. I had to find a way though or risk the very real possibility of outing myself with a major breast milk leak when they engorged and ...

... overflowed.

Finally, I was alone, without Mr. R's immediate protection and encouragement and finding ways to publicly display myself scared me a little. I was far from home and didn't want to get picked up by the local police on some sort of public lewdness charge. The danger of that, DID make it riskier and more exciting, true -- but there was no one to keep watch for me, keeping me relatively safe from police or worse, or to rescue me in a pinch.

I did manage to get out to the mall once wearing a very short, full skirt with no underwear. The first place I stopped was outside a sporting goods store and I managed to flash several men as they left, but there were too many little kids coming and going with their families. I tried sitting outside a lingerie store and had a nice time until a mall cop started making his rounds. I thought about sitting outside one of the bars but the last thing I really wanted was someone who'd had too many margaritas over lunch deciding to try and take me home. I headed to the park near the center of town and found a quiet, shady spot where I could relax and play with myself without much danger of interruption. There wasn't much danger of observation either unfortunately but at least I was outside and public.

Once classes started though I had an entirely new problem, or at least difficulty. A professor that made me drool every time I sat in class -- and that's drooling at both ends! I walked into my History 101 class the first day and my ...