Remembering how much of a rush it had been the previous week, I removed myboobies before going to bed on Sunday night. I had time on Monday morningto ...put on my suspender-belt and wore the (washed) black stockings that Ihad been given the previous week, along with my teen bra, white knickersand a discreetly feminine blouse. All the office girls now addressed me asDidi. As the week progressed there were one or two comments to the effectof "Pity you're not in a skirt today, you've got nice legs".. I already had one, and I was sure the class was going to be even easier than I thought when I saw the first assignment. When class was dismissed, the brunette stopped me and introduced herself and her friend, who was indeed Indian.“Hi, I’m Jackie Phelan and this is Papiya Subramani. We noticed you smile and chuckle when the assignments were handed out. Do you already know how to program? I mean beyond CS100?”“I’m Steve Adams. Nice to meet you both!” I smiled. “I’ve been writing programs since. He parted my legs farther and then moved again closer to me. I felt the head of his cock touch my opening. I had never before wanted something as much as I wanted him inside of me at that very moment. He was smiling and I knew he knew the desire I felt. He was enjoying teasing me. Finally like a long awaited surprise he rammed his cock into my depths. I wanted to scream and probably would had if he hadn’t had placed his hand over my mouth. Mercilessly he fucked me like I had never been fucked. I felt John’s fingers replace mine holding the panty crotch and I felt his lips and tongue begin to work on me. I clinched my kegels and I put my hands on his head as we rehearsed and began to go wild as he ate me. “Oh yeah! Eat me you bastard! Ohhhh baby! Yeah! Deep! Stick it in deep! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!! Oh you fucking man, eat that pussy!!! I need your cock! I need your dick in me.!!!!!” I loved the fact that he was actually doing it. I began turning my head from side to side, and as I did I.