Surprise at the Library(3)

Amelia made a soft sound and bit down on her lip when Candice finished unbuttoning her shirt.

"So?" Candice asked, her tongue darting out over her lips. "Can I?"

"I don't know…"

Candice bent her head and pressed her mouth to Amelia's nipple, starting to suck it through the thin, red fabric of her bra. Amelia cried out and tilted her head back, her hands going up to cup Candice's head. She could feel Candice smile against her breast, and then she nipped Amelia's nipple and moved her face up, peeling the cup back with her teeth. Amelia kept one hand in her fine hair and flicked down the straining straps of her bra with the other, her breasts bouncing in their new freedom but not sagging much.

Candice licked all around one of Amelia's nipples, getting the area wet and glistening, before starting to suck on it. Amelia could see Candice's lashes against her face, and her frosted pink lips closed around her nipple. She stroked her hand through the other girl's hair and realized she was breathing hard. She brushed Candice's straight bangs back from her face so she could see her better, and Candice's eyelids fluttered open, her dark eyes fixing on Amelia's blue ones.

"Take off your top," Amelia said, her pussy tingling. She couldn't wait, anymore. She needed this, and now, and if it was only because of a sorority information, well. This girl wanted to get in badly enough to do anything Amelia asked her.

Candice opened her mouth and shimmied backward, shucking her button-up shirt and yanking her camisole over the top of her head. She moved forward when Amelia beckoned, and Amelia rubbed her thumbs around her small, pert nipples, which were surprisingly dark against the rest of her skin. Candice's mouth opened and she let out a tiny moan when Amelia flicked her thumb against her nipple.

"Did your pledge master tell you to go to all this trouble?" Amelia asked. Candice's nipples were hard, and she rolled her thumbs around both of them, trying not to smirk at the way Candice squirmed.

"She had me practice on her," Candice admitted, smoothing down the snug, short pink skirt that was hugging her thighs. "So I would be prepared."

Amelia dropped her hands to the table on either side of her and spread her legs a little, enough for air to get between her thighs.

"Show me," she said.

Candice wet her lips and stepped forward, her bare stomach rubbing against Amelia's bra, fallen down from her breasts. Amelia took a few breaths and squeezed her legs shut, a little, as Candice wriggled forward to make Amelia's skirt hike up along her thighs. Grinning, Candice raised her hands and cupped them alongside Amelia's face, and shut her dark eyes as she leaned forward to press her mouth to Amelia's.

Her lips were cool and damp, and Amelia eagerly kissed her back, reaching around to press her hands against Candice's shapely ass. The freshman's skirt was made of a thin, filmy fabric, and Amelia rubbed her hands along her ass until Candice's mouth opened with a soft noise and Amelia could slip her tongue in past Candice's teeth. The inside of Candice's mouth was hot, and Amelia rubbed her tongue against hers while Candice reached up to rub the sides of Amelia's breasts.

When Amelia slid her hands down and found that, underneath Candice's skirt, her panties were wet, she couldn't take it anymore. She broke the kiss apart, pausing to lick the girl's frosted pink lips once, and gave Candice's ass a tight squeeze.

"Get down on your knees," Amelia ordered, pushing Candice back a little.

Panting, Candice knelt. She was a tall girl, and her head was at the perfect height to lean straight forward between Amelia's parted legs. She reached up her hands while she licked and nibbled at the inside of Amelia's thighs and fumbled until she could get Amelia's snug skirt down and off her legs.

"Mmm," Amelia tilted her chin back and bucked her hips a little when Candice reached forward to kiss her pussy through her wet panties. She was so wet Candice could easily press her tongue forward and rub the fabric of her panties against Amelia's pussy lips, licking up and down so Amelia got lots of nice friction. She had to grab hold of the edge of the table to keep herself still.

After a minute, though, Amelia wanted more.

"I'm not going to give you my bra if you keep doing just that," she said, lifting her hips up a little. Candice pulled her panties down until she could tug them off her ankles.

Candice fixed her dark eyes on Amelia's pussy, and Amelia reached forward to latch onto the girl's blond hair. She tugged her forward until Candice's mouth hit her pussy, and wrapped the long locks around her fingers while Candice started to lick past the curly red hair between Amelia's legs.

"You like that, don't you?" Amelia asked.

She groaned when Candice brought her hand up and stuck two fingers into her, pumping them back and forth slowly, while she tilted her head to lick teasingly at Amelia's clit. Amelia breathed hard, trembling, and let out a soft whine when Candice dug her fingers in a little deeper, scissoring them open and closed. It made a quiet, wet noise, and there was slurping when Candice ducked her head and dipped her tongue into the top of Amelia's crease.