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The library was largely empty this early in the semester and we had no issue finding an empty tutoring cubicle. The cubicles were rather spacious, being intended for two people sitting facing each other and with a largeish table that was clearly designed for students with lots of books and notes. The walls were tall enough that you couldn’t see above them, even if you stood on your toes and were of a sound suppressing type, designed to suppress talking in typical tone so that the tutor would be able to explain things without disturbing others in the library. However, there was no roof and no real door, just an opening that wouldn’t let you see the table and the seats, unless you stood directly in the opening.

As we entered Olivia looked at me with a grin and said:

“Well isn’t this a cozy place.”

Then she dropped her bag and walked to the table and leaned against it and rested her hands on the surface of the table.

“You know Jonas, you have grown more bold lately. What did you mean by that we would have plenty of time later? Surely you don’t intend to take advantage of me here? I am a naked and vulnerable girl, what do you intend to do with me?”

She said with a coy smile. I couldn’t help but smile back, knowing exactly what she wanted me to do to her in here.

I dropped my bag then walked up to her at the table and stood close enough to almost touch her feet with my shoes. I looked her squarely in the eyes and said:

“Well, first of all, I believe you wanted to show me something. What do you want me to look at?”

At this, she started to bite her lower lip. I knew that she wanted me to look at her more badly than I wanted to, so I simply kept staring into her eyes, demandingly.

“Well, you can look at whatever you want.”

I couldn’t believe how meek she was. I could tell her neck and chest was already flushing, the very wondered of what was gonna happen turned her on. I decided to push her further.

“I want you to tell me. Where should I look?”

For the first time ever, she broke eye contact and looked at the floor, then looked up again and spoke softly.

“I want you to look at my breasts.”

At that I indulged her. I lowered my eyes to her breasts and scrutinized them in a way I had never done before. As I had realized before, they were small, but very firm, with average sized nipples and a pinkish-red areola about twice the diameter of her nipples. The nipples were so swollen and stiff. The sight of her breast, her nipples and her chiseled body in general was too much. My heart started beating fast and I could feel an erection forming. perhaps it was the arousal, but I decided to do something bold:

“Your nipples look very swollen and stiff. I want you to rub them to show me how stiff they are.”

At this she breathed in sharply and looked at the opening to the cubicle. It was empty outside and the library was largely silent. There was nobody around. Yet she was still obviously nervous about doing something so sexual in here. Maybe I had gone too far.

Then she bit her lower lip again and slowly raised her arms up towards her chest. She cupped her hands around her breast and started to flick her nipples with her thumbs. They were indeed very stiff. The action was clearly pleasurable and turned her on even more, the flush of her neck and chest deepening. I could feel my cock straining in my pants.

“Are they stiff?” I asked demandingly.

“Yes.” Was all she managed to reply, weakly. I continued:

“And your breasts look very firm. Squeeze them for me.”

She again glanced nervously at the opening to the cubicle before obeying, using her hands to squeeze and rub her firm tits. I remembered feeling them against my chest earlier and I ached to walk up and grab them and feel for myself how firm they were. Yet it would be too risky. It was feasible to hear people walking in the library, albeit far away, but if we got too involved there was a high chance that we wouldn’t pay close enough attention to notice if someone walked by the cubicle opening. That would be the end of our time here and I did not want this to end just as it was about to begin. Besides, I wanted her to do something even more lewd, something I was sure would turn her on even more.

Just to be sure, I moved to a position where I was standing in between the cubicle opening and the table then I told her my next demand:

“Sit up on the center of the table.”

She obeyed and sat up on the table and scooched to the center of it. She was smiling and licking her lips in anticipation. She knew what was coming next and she couldn’t wait to do it. I looked into her lustful eyes and said:

“Spread your legs wide.”

She bit her lower lip again and obeyed, slowly pulling her legs apart, exposing her now swollen pussy. Fuuuck. Her outer lips were flushed and puffy and as she spread her legs even wider, her inner lips parted and revealed her pink opening. She was glistening with wetness and her clitoris was so swollen it was protruding out from under the clitoral hood. The sight turned me on hard and my cock twitched painfully hard. I rubbed my bulge for a second before realizing what I was doing. Olivia watched me doing so and let out a quiet moan. She was breathing hard now. She raised one of her arms and trailed her hand down her stomach and over her pubic area. Just before she reached her clit, I said:

“Stop. Did I tell you to do that?”

She gave out a weak whimper and furrowed her face beggingly and said:

“Please?”

“Please what?” I returned.

Her eyes were begging me to not make her say it, but after a moment pause she finally gave in and said:

“Can I please rub my pussy?”

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