Her mother had, forbidden her to masturbate. But there were some things the older woman couldn't supervise every second. Late at night, lying naked and uncovered in her narrow bed, Vickie would fantasize, thinking about some man crawling over her, pinning her helplessly down to the bed as he made her do whatever he wanted. It was during those fantasies that Vickie moved her fingers up and down her pussy-crack, tweaking her clit, rubbing it back and forth until she came. But here, here in the bathroom of a sorority house…? Vickie giggled again as she pulled her cunt-lips farther back, exposing her tiny, pulsating clit.

"Ohhhhh!"

Vickie opened her eyes and saw the fog on the mirror created by her hot breath. Ohhh, she was so hot, so willing to have a man fuck hers in her mind, Vickie saw Jeff standing, his thumbs hooked around his tennis shorts, peeling them down while the bulge pressing against his briefs grew longer, thicker.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The blonde teenager eased two fingers into her fuck-hole. Lost churned through her belly, making every nerve ending in her body vibrate. Vickie leaned heavily against the sink, the rim pressing against her pumping thighs. The young woman rolled her clit around between her fingers, sinking her thumb deeper into her cuntal flesh.

"Jeff, Jeff!" she panted, rocking her firm, taut ass back and forth. She was standing on tip-toe now, pumping her butt up and down, fucking herself with her stiff fingers. Her belly seemed to churn while her thighs twisted shamelessly. Vickie pinched her clit hard as guilty thoughts about the young man rose in her mind. No, she could never stave off an attack in his apartment. She would be spreading her legs, inviting him to feel her over, to strip her of all clothing, to fuck her!

"Fuck, fuck," the young girl repeated, her ass cheeks jiggling as she rose and fell against the sink.