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She looses herself and finds her direction


The Thoughts
(10 pages)
Part I

The thoughts, the feelings and the energy have been soaring
through you for months. The thoughts of what it would feel
like with us, with him and with me have your mind spinning
in ecstasy every night and day.

Those long hours in class tend to find you ending up thinking
about his powerful grasp on your small body as he takes you
down to pound you in ways you can’t get out of your mind. In
your dreams you see yourself with your head hanging of the
bed while you are being fucked deeply missionary as he makes
his way with your submissive body, and he is sucking the
side of your neck as if he was a vampire at it.

Your eyes deep in orgasm see me smiling at you in a chair in
the room. You see me naked and spread in that chair with my
pink pussy glisten from the erotic fucking going on right
in front of me. I see you scream orgasm after orgasm. You
look like your going to pass out from it all.

I stand up and walk over to you as you orgasm once again. I
take my pussy and stand her over your face which is still
hanging off the bed and full of fucked energy. James grasps
you from under your neck and guides your face up into my waiting
wet pussy. I feel your moist warm mouth slam into my pussy
with a sucking locking her there. I orgasm instantly as
I feel you drive your tongue up and into her, into me… SLAM
SLAM SLAMMM went all the books in your class as it rang in
your ears and awaking you from a erotic dream where you found
yourself with your hands in your panties feverously fucking

You looked flushed and red hoping no one noticed your pussy
being played with. As you stand up and feel the wet panties
glide between your legs making you horny and wanting to
go finish what you started, you push back your hair and smell
the sent of your pussy on your fingers and breath ever deeper.
You felt you should go wash them off so know one smells you
and knows where you have been.

While you rush to the bathroom so as not to be late to next
class you feel your panties gliding smoothly with you and
you smile and also get excited because you enjoyed your
thoughts deeply and especially how kinky they were and
kinky is what you are hot for. As you enter the bathroom you
felt you should dry your panties and the wet swollen hungry
pussy talking to you from between your legs.

You jump into a stall and take your panties and soak the moisture
from them with the towels there. You then take the tissues
and wipe your swollen pussy; as you pass over your clit and
between your wet lips you nearly scream from the shock and
pleasure it gives you. You hesitate there frozen with your
touch on that buzzing clit. You swirl and your head flies
backward and then you stop. Not lifting off of her, but still
froze, unable to remove your touch. Wanting to continue
and fuck your self to satisfaction and also run to class.


Your ass is vibrating in rhythm with your mind and the nervous,
anxious, but also very erotic emotions in you at the moment
in time. You are confused, you are lost and don’t know what
to do. Your mind races with the thoughts of being late every
second you wait. All of a sudden your hand on its own will
and power grasp your pussy and pulls up into her tight and
firmly. Your mind explodes with images; the pictures of
your classroom dream session and you relent and drive your
fingers in as deep as you can as your lips whisper submissively”OH
James. Oh take me I am yours”.

You begin finger fucking your pussy with passion and rhythm,
your breath is heavy and you try to be quiet and also fuck
yourself harder and harder. A few moans slipped out. They
excite you because you worry someone might be in the bathroom
with you and they might hear; heaven forbid. But you don’t
stop; only a few more seconds and you will be rewarded. You
drive faster and faster and just as you have your feet up
on the corners of the door so you can get in you much better
you start to orgasm and let out a scream. Damn loud you were.
It was almost heard out in the main hall. You cum for 30 seconds
and break a sweat.

The orgasm was so sweet and strong which left you lifeless,
sort of limp as you try to recover and stand up. You quickly
feared you were heard and look under the stall walls to see
if you see anyone’s feet in their stalls; but you don’t.
You are relieved and sigh for a moment and go wash your hands.


Feeling satisfied and also happy at how it went for you as
you approached the door to leave; out of no were you here
the soft voice moan from in one of the stalls. Your mind sped
like a million miles an hour as you pictured your legs spread
up high on the door corners and you fucked yourself; you
knew she was doing the same, but, only this time to you or
your sounds.

You run out the door and fast to class. As you enter the room
late everyone looks at you and smiles. You ponder and wonder
if they heard you in the hall on their way to class. You blow
it off knowing they wouldn’t have known it was you. So you
stroll over to your seat and look back as another girl comes
into class late and she looks right at you smiling with that
smug look of; thank you for the pleasure.

You sit there frozen for a second. Your mind is backtracking
trying to follow what just happened and what it all means.
Did she follow me in the bathroom or was she already in there.
Was that even her? You looked around the class and they are
still looking at you, or are you just paranoid and being
delusional about it. You wondered if they actual saw you
in the last class, or, did she also and then followed you
to the bathroom. You knew she was in the last class and so
was many in this one also. Oh no, more thoughts emerge; are
they talking about my masturbating in the last class and
looking at me now. Did just one person see me and spread the
rumor through this class.

You just come back to reality and say; they possible couldn’t
and blew it off once again. Then you remembered the last
time you blew it off there was actually some truth to it;
in the bathroom she moaned. Your eyes widen and your breathing
is stopped and trapped in your chest. All at the same time
the girl late to class walks up close to you, took her hand
and pulled out a pen from her shirt as you watched frozen
in some terror cycle of yours. As she slowly lowered the
pen down past your eyes and very close to your nose so as to
allow you to be able to smell her pussy on her fingers; oh,
you do smell her sweetly. You couldn’t help it because her
fingers were somewhat still wet. She lays the pen on the
desk and says “This fell out on the floor in the bathroom,
I believe it is yours”

You realized that some of your paranoia was real and worried
the rest somehow was to. You’re turned on erotically and
also fearful at the same time; you’re getting dizzy from
it and are breathing rather fast causing you to hyperventilate
a bit. Slam Slam Slam went a book which fell from the upper
seats down a few stairs as it rolled. You were startled and
also remembered your last event with the books.

You regained yourself in thought and forced yourself
to focus on what the Professor was saying. After 5 minutes
you were all back to the business of learning and your worries
were as far from you as they will be for now. The Professor
was going rather fast and you felt you should take some notes
so you can review his flow. You reach for your pen and lifted
it to begin to write. You notice it was really your pen and
began to write those notes. Your nose kept itching for some
cosmic unknown reason and you lifted your writing hand
still holding the pen to scratch that itch. You smell this
sweet pussy on the pen and the whiff makes you silently moan
and flex your hips in the seat naturally. You quickly go
back to writing more notes so no one catches you being aroused

That damn itch cam back and once again you had to scratch
and sniff. You started feeling your pelvic muscles flex
inside like Kegel exercises as well as a very pleasurable
flow of energy up into you. Back to writing you go hoping
that scratch would quit.

You only have 4 more class to go and can’t wait to get away
from this erotically fired up day. The next class that itch
kept coming back and you kept the scratch and sniff induced
pussy pleasure going on in your panties by going Kegel crazy
and closing your eyes slightly to feel it much better. Your
panties in this class were getting pretty wet and hot. The
bell rang and you’re off to the next class. This time you
pass the bathroom and feel the drive to slam your fingers
in your pussy once more all disguised in the idea of drying
your wet soaked panties. You just push yourself past the
bathroom and rush to your next class. Just 3 classes left
to go. You decide to not sniff that pen in this class because
you won’t last the next 2 classes if you did. Back to the note
writing you go by putting that pen in your shirt pocket and
get a new one so you get free of it.

During your entire note taking you smelled her pussy making
you squirm in your panties. The smell was still strong and
so sweet. Oh my god, you are loosing control. You loose power
over yourself and your hand grabs the pen from your pocket
and rushes it to your nose; you smell in with a strong deep
breath and act like you are just scratching your nose hoping
to hide your erotic actions. You nearly orgasm on that strong
pussy muscles flexing going on in your seat. Your eyes flutter
during this event. When you gain consciousness you notice
that girl smiling at you from the huge mirror hanging in
the room by the blackboard equally between her seat and
yours. You didn’t notice when you sat down she was in this
class too. She was watching you silently fuck yourself
and so many more could be too. You only hope she was the only
one who knew what you were doing. The bell rang and you were

Off to class; the second to last class. This time you are
going down the hall and notice as you near the bathroom you
feel those emotions again. You stop and look around to see
if you’re being watched and you were. She was 35 feet behind
you and walking towards you with this erotic sensual walk
that you knew only meant she was a vicious woman when it comes
to sex. It had you frozen in a trance and unable to move. You
are frozen there; time seems to stand still for just you
and her. There were hundreds of people walking in the hall,
but they were a blur. All you can see is this vicious woman
walking very slowly, very sensually, very erotic was her
hips, her walk, her present towards you. Everyone else
flies past her as if they are high speed and just a blur of
color from a brush on a painting.

This is causing your heart to race, beating in your throat
and pounding in your chest. Your left breast seems to be
rising and falling to the powerful beat. This trance was
making you sway slightly and feel like your being totally
submissive with out any power to move or close your eyes
to run. She nears every second as if she was a predatory cat
in search of what she hungers for. You feel her energy and
heat draw near as she gets only few steps away.

As she makes her last few steps to your right side, you are
breathing like a beast in a fear for its life or deeply ready
to explode his seed into his mate. Both ways you are much
dominated and her prey. You couldn’t resist even if you
tried. She leans over to your right ear and blows into in
so softly and moans; “Uummmm, you nasty bitch you” and then
you feel her breath you in as her face moves in a motion smelling
all of you. Your eyes close and your head leans back slightly.
Caught in this trance you float off in your mind to the passion
in your panties talking to you. Slam Slam Slam goes your
books that fell from your hands onto the floor in the hall
where you discovered you were all alone. You were confused;
was I dreaming this happened. What time is it; oh my god I
am ten minutes late for that class. How could I be standing
there for so long alone? My watch must be wrong.

You squat down to pick up your books and feel the pussy juices
that had ran down between each of your legs a bit. Your inner
thighs glide past each other smoothly. You new it must have
been good where you went, but you don’t have time to reminisce,
you have to get to class!

As you walk into class your eyes are scanning the room to
see if she is there too. You don’t see her at all. The teacher
says “welcome to class” and you feel a bit silly having everyone
look at you and you sit down. At least you thought that is
easier to swallow than having them look at you for having
your hands in the cookie jar you thought.

During this class you were going to be back to business
and focus. You check your watch against the clock in class
and notice it was only a few minutes off and sighed in relief
that you were not standing there looking kinky for 10 minutes.
Heaven forbid if someone saw you doing that. Oh no! You went
in your thought as you realize every time before you were
noticed by someone you were not aware of; was looking. Your
heart races and your mind scrambles with the pressure of
all this covert hidden sexual ecstasy you’re experiencing.
You were wondering when it was going to end and how can you
get control of it. It seemed to be controlling you. That
damn pen you think and take it from your pocket and place
it in your purse. Now you are safe and in control. Back to
class goes your attention.

Class goes very well and you’re free from it all. You felt
like I enjoyed that very much and how it was very erotically
powerful. These thought were pleasant and didn’t take
power over you this time. How wonderful, you came back to
the planet from those clouds you were at all day. Though
the day was great; you like your feet well planted where
you can do the walking. The bell rang and off you go to your
last class. One more class and the day would be over; you
can go home to reminisce and maybe even get busy… Uuuummm

When you enter your last class you do not see her and walk
to your seat. Stopping to start to sit you notice a large
mirror in this class this time right in front of you on the
wall. In the mirror you notice that vicious woman again,
but only this time, right behind you less than a foot away
and standing waiting for you to sit so she can pass, or is
she even going to pass. Your heart pounds and you feel the
submission coming over you. You hear a voice say “Excuse
me” and you notice in the mirror that it wasn’t her after
all. Your mind was playing tricks on you as is if she was a
ghost or something haunting or more like hunting you! Either
way you sit down quickly. You still feel this presence of
her in the room somewhere, but you don’t locate her no matter
how many times you scan. You try to focus but still you feel
the energy, the erotic feeling slowly comes back to life
over you. You try to fight if off, but you loose. Your nose
begins to itch.

You switch from resisting to submitting and put your hands
in your panties very slowly so no on sees you. You lean forward
this time in the desk to make sure you cover your positions
well and then you begin. The 2 favorite fingers of yours,
the index and that lovely middle one start caressing the
out side of your panties. Gliding from top to bottom over
your lips feeling the wetness and how soaked your panties
are. You were glad they were silk and can handle being wet
by adding to the feel and pleasure being rubbed through
them on your finger tips. It was so wonderful.

Your fingers are slowly pressing harder to open your lips
and give you access to your inner self; oh, that self where
the pleasures grow rather quickly. This time you are keeping
your focus on the mirror and can see your every move, but
you know no one else can; at least you hoped. The power and
the erotic beast in you was not going to let you quit anyways.


You’re beginning to have a waken dream of her coming towards
you in the hall again, this time your eyes are watching yourself
as if you’re the person in the class watching some other
girl masturbate this time. You glide and press hard to the
tender entrance to your pussy and the texture of the silky
wet panties makes you slip your fingers under them and to
fresh meat; oh it felt so good to your fingers and your pussy.


Your hips are gyrating ever so slightly to the motion and
making the pleasure sky rocket. You keep control of your
movements so to give no clues to anyone all the while your
mind is looking through the mirror as a third person view
of your erotic finger fuck going on in front of you. You loved
watching her and knowing she didn’t know you were watching
her became even more erotic for you. Somehow your mind manipulated
the perceptions and you become the girl watching not doing.
My god what an awesome mind fuck and body pleasure all in

The pleasure was so high you orgasm almost ever minutes
and felt your fingers being clasped and locked in your pussy.
You rush back and forth between stimulating your clit and
penetrating your pussy with them. You wanted to take 2 hands
to yourself but couldn’t chance anyone seeing. Though
you were radiating the desire to be fucked and the clit swirled
all going at the same time.

The want was so great that when your fingers glided up and
onto your clit again, you felt this hand press under your
ass out of nowhere, entering your pussy from under you and
driving 2 fingers up in you. Your pussy locked them there
in orgasms. In the mirror your mind was seeing the girl in
the seat behind you lean forward and drive her hand under
your ass to finger your hungry wet pussy. You watch as she
pumped the muscles in her forearm to make you feel so good.
It was working too.

Your body couldn’t hold that much pleasure and you knew
if you didn’t fight of this submission you would be caught.
You didn’t care all you want to do was turn around and let
who ever it was deeper in you and have them burry their face
in your pussy eating their way to your orgasm for you.

The bell rang and you caught yourself before that massive
orgasm could reveal what was going on to the class again.
You regain your “out of body experience” and jump through
the mirror mentally to wake up that orgasmic girl in it before
she explodes and screams out to the class in a nuclear orgasm
and get busted.

You made it just in time. In your rush to get back in control
you didn’t notice when they pulled their fingers out of
you. You wondered once again was I dream because I needed
it so badly. You feel anxious and look up into the mirror
trying to see who is behind you, but t is hard because your
angle and your head are getting in the way.

Was it her, or another. Was it a he; you just don’t know who
help fuck you a minute ago. You quickly react and drop your
head down low on the desk to get a glimpse of who it is; he or
she, who, who who!.

Your eyes focus and you see that vicious woman gain, but
this time licking her 2 fingers slowly while she smiles
smugly at you as if to say “I am going to eat you, AAAAAARRRRR”.
You are frozen in time once again as you watch her lick her
fingers so softly.
Everyone is leaving the classroom and you can’t even see
them, only her. Glued and heart pounding and throbbing
through out your body. The pressure is pumping even in your
swollen clit which brings you close to orgasm. The room
is totally empty and you didn’t even know that as she stood
up and over you. Every inch of your body was lost to you. You
had no power over it, she did and she knew it. The animal beast
in her, owns you.

You’re panting as she leans over to as if to kiss you but she
stops and looks deep in your eyes. You observer her eyes
close as if she is in deep heat and she is. When her eyes open
she looks like less of a woman and more of a beast, a bitch,
a lioness ready to taste her prey and that was you; oh shit
went your heart and body.

She thrusts with precision her hands between your thighs,
at the same she enters your pussy with power and pressure
and takes what she wants; your pussy. She violently pumps
fuck you so hard your ass feels like it will be pushed through
the chair. You don’t care you fucking screaming hard this
time and you know everyone on campus heard that one.

She stares at you deep in your eyes as you orgasm. She finally
goes in for the kiss and sucks your tongue deep into her mouth.
Masturbating your tongue with her lips and sucking as if
she was sucking an ice-cream bar or a snake swallowing its
prey. Her kissing and sucking your tongue in rhythm with
her hands in your pussy are too much for you to handle; this
time you do pass out.

You wake up from that overload of your mind, body and soul.
You are in the class all alone. No one is around anywhere
and 45 minutes has past. You quickly gather your things
and stand up noticing your seat is all wet, very wet and so
are you. You smile and once again are confused if you were
dreaming or did it really happen. Damn this day was so confusing,
so many variables that you ended lost from the reality of
it. It was as if you were a passenger along for the ride and
at the same time watching from a far. My god, you will never
forget this day, ever.

Your body was so tired and your mind was fried or rather short
circuited and unable to think straight. You enter the hall
and there is no one in sight. You go to the bathroom to freshen
up and once again no one. You leave the building to go to the
parking lot and you can’t believe it; no cars. What planet
are you on you think for a second. This couldn’t possible
happen. Am I dreaming?

You closed your eyes and shout inside yourself “wake up,
wake up” and when you open your eyes there still was no one,
no cars, nobody. In the next moment you got all excited because
you saw your car. At least it gave you some focus and place
to go; to your car and you went.

As you left the parking lot you wonder what the hell; where
are all the cars? At the light you sat anxiously waiting
more to see a car than looking for the green light. When the
light turned green a car pulled behind you. You were happy
and felt much better, and then a thought came across your
fast thinking mind. Who is the car behind you? Is it her?
Is she following me home?

You felt this rush of terror and also delight. Being anxious
and wanting to find out who it is; you drive slower to make
them pass you. You see the blinker, they took the bait. The
car starts to change lanes and came around your passenger
side. Afraid to look and also impatient too, you quickly
glance over and it is a MAN. You deflate and all your intensity
subsides. You feel safe and also longing at the same time.

During your drive home you were more in a daze wondering
and pondering how she can be this way. What experiences
gave her the ability to have so much power over someone like
that, over you. You wished you could be more like her and
wanted it badly. You vowed next time I am going to be more
conscious and grasp onto the moment to become like her;
the female animal in such control heat and hunger, what
they call a Bitch in the wild animal world.

You knew your words well and very smart about their meanings,
but not like this. For the first time the word Bitch was becoming
erotic to you, the female canine animal was one of the definitions
of a bitch. You knew canine meant relating to, or being one
of the pointed conical teeth located between the incisors
and the first bicuspids. It was if she was an animal when
it comes to sex, the raw driven passion to do it and at the
same time different. My god is someone is going to bite me
rushed through your thoughts for a moment. You were so erotic
and began to pant for a second at the thought of it.

It was as if she was driven to be this way just like a Cat or
Lioness in heat and wanting to be taken, but she was the Lion
and not the Lioness, she was taking you. Oh god what a complex
sexual thing it was. How can you be both and yet still be one.
How are you ever going to figure it out or even be able to be
like that raced through your head?

On thing for sure; you decided you would become that Bitch
in her and have her power over others. You wanted to own it
at all costs. There was no turning back now and when you’re
on a mission or set a goal you always succeed. Bitch watch

You turn into our driveway and head up to the door. There
is letter taped to the door bell. You are curious, cautious,
and you even hesitate, but then you finally muster the courage
to take the letter and flip it over; it was a stupid ad. This
day is getting so electrifying and you feel the nervous
tension from it as each corner comes. Every time you feel
ok something happens to shock you into another world. All
your nerves are so sensitive and ready to fire off instantly
because of your day.

You enter the kitchen and open the fridge to get a cool bottle
of water and run to your room tired, but yet still feeling
charged somehow. As you crawl onto the bed you feel your
legs and arms shake massively as if you have been fucked
for hours like last summer. That felt so sweet at the moment.
You always enjoy crawling into bed after your body as been
worn out like that.

You lie back on your bed and begin to reminisce about the
day. You remember that sweet Pen and all it did for you today,
so you take it out of your purse lying close by and smell it
making you instantly horny. It almost brings the whole
day back in a sniff. You stare at the pen and play with it in
the air gazing at it just feeling how that Pen brought so
much into your life for nothing. It was your trusted lucky
pen and you loved it; it was charmed and sure charmed you.


The Pen that somehow knows your passions and dreams or at
least it feels that way. The dreams that make fantasies
come to life. Wow you thought I have heard of the saying the
Power of the Pen, but never like this, or the Pen is Mightier
than the Sword. One thing for sure it is a wonderful pen.


You decide to click it open and write something to see if
it was truly magical. What a silly and childish thought;
but you liked the sound of it any ways. Click Click Click
you go and it still doesn’t open. Puzzled and worried it
was broken and would loose its power to feed your life, feed
your pussy more pleasure and power to be alive all over.


You anxiously unscrew the pen to look inside to see if you
can fix it. You so desperately wanted to fix it and not loose
your special charm. Who knows when it will bring more passion
and dreams in your life? That damn Pen has shown you the woman
hidden deep in you that you want to experience so desperately
and be shown how to become. You would do anything for it you
As the pen comes apart you see a piece of paper inside wrapped
around the Pen shaft and finally jamming up the mechanism.
You stop in fear of what is written on that paper and where
did it come from. Your heart races and you feel the energy
intensify in you. You know this is a magical Pen and it had
previously done a trick to get you fucked so well and even
lets you watch the play right in front of your reality, these
wild dreams and twist in time. Maybe it wasn’t a dream after

Part of you worry none of these are real and a part fears the
changes it will do in your life. Will you be able to run, will
they never end. What will it do this time? What time travel
out of body experience is waiting for you again? You slowly
take the paper and turn it over and it read ‘that is not my
pussy you have smelled all day, it is yours from the 1st class
today. . “555-2410 you smell so sweet”

You almost fell of the bed. You smell the pen, then your fingers;
it smells the same. You take your panties off and they smell
the same. Oh my god you were getting off to yourself and she
used who you were to have power over you, to own you, to make
her way with you. She used your own pussy smell to confuse
you, trick you out of the girl in control and get to that hidden
hungry honey in you. Your own pussy was the cause of your
wildest dream and orgasm ever.

You remembered the number on the paper and were going to
call her and get her to come over and take you, make you this
vicious bitch you knew you want to be. You set your mind to
not back down and go full force knowing full well you would
loose yourself, become powerless and be used as they wished
with you.

You knew if you called that number you would loose your innocence
and never be the same again, ever! Your hands were shaking
and your heart throbbing in your throat. You begin to dial
the number, the phone goes: Ring, Ring, Ring and Click.
Someone is answering. Your pulse is nearly 180 and you swear
you were going to pass out. A voice comes over the wire, a
MALE voice and says in a seductive powerful way “She said
you would be calling soon, I see you met my Bitch today”

Part II

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