Remote-controlled vibrator during class

Jake(20) suggested and Angela(19) requested that I(19) let her trigger my remote control vibrator during my Spanish class on Tuesday evening. I put it in after lunch because I didn't plan on going back to the apartment between my 1:30 nutrition class and my 4:30 Spanish class. However, on the way to nutrition class I realized I left the remote at the apartment. Jake doesn't have a 1:30 class on Tuesday so he volunteered to go back to get the remote.

Shortly after class starts, I feel the vibrator buzzing in my pussy. I message Jake to confirm it's him doing it. He admits it. He's sitting in the hallway outside the classroom, just triggering my vibrator. If he wants to, he could make me orgasm quickly. Instead he's edging me. He's making/keeping my pussy wet. I try to keep a poker face, but it's tough. I message him, saying that if he's going to keep me wet, he going to need to ravish me as soon as class is done. He lets up a little on triggering the vibrator.

My class gets out at 2:45. Jake is waiting for me in the hallway. I tell him how incredibly wet he made me. We wait until 3:00 classes start (neither of us have one today). We find an empty classroom. We leave the lights off, but there's enough daylight from the windows. We kiss. I lower my jeans. My pussy is occupied by the vibrator, so I turn around. He pushes his cock into my butthole. Jake repeatedly triggers the vibrator as he pounds my ass... We orgasm together. He cums in my ass My pussy squirts.

I pull up my pants. He puts his dick away. We sit on the desks and catch our breath. He lets me have the remote.

He walks me over to the other building, where my Spanish class is. It's raining, which helps cool me off. Jake and I talk for a while outside my classroom, but then he leaves because he has a 4:30 class in another building.

I wait for Angela and I discreetly hand her the remote as we walk into the classroom. She sits next to me. She tests it once before class starts and asks, "Did that work?" I nod yes.

Once class starts, she pulses the trigger as fast as she can for like 30 seconds and then stops for a few minutes. Then she did it for a solid minute, then she waits a few minutes. She holds down the trigger for 20 seconds then lets go. She looks over at me each time. Then she starts to try different rhythms. It's definitely making me wet. At one point it was a cha cha beat.

At one point the professor notices my facial expression or something. She asks me, "¿Estás bien?" (Are you ok?) Angela stops. After a few seconds, I answer, "Tengo dolor de estómago." (I have a stomach ache.)

Angela resumes triggering my vibrator. Now I really have a hard time focusing on class. I have no hope of keeping a poker face. Maybe the professor and my other classmates believe the stomach ache, but Angela knows the truth. The fact that it's Angela doing it makes it that much hotter. I'm breathing quickly. She knows she found a rhythm I like. She brushes her hand against my elbow. I figure I should stop resisting. I grab her forearm as I orgasm. I make a low hum. I put my other hand over my stomach to try to sell my stomach ache.

Angela lets off the vibrator trigger. After my orgasm subsides, I look down and realize I have a very visible wet spot on my jeans. Like I knew my jeans were wet on the inside. Not enough time for them to dry.

Orgasm done, she's no longer buzzing my vibrator, but I'm still having a hard time paying attention. I keep thinking about Angela.

As class ended, I ask Angela to hang back with me. After other people leave the room... Me: "Look at how wet my jeans are. You made me cum so much." Angela: "I know. That's awesome." Me: "Do you want to see how wet they are on the inside?" Angela: "Um... Where would we..?" Me: "In the Ladies' room?" Angela: "Um ok."

We go to the ladies' room and into a stall together. There's not much room in the stall but that just means we need to stand closer.

Me: "You know that I'm bi, right?" Angela: "I kinda figured that out." Me: "how 'bout you?" Angela: "I'm... curious."

I knew that she's at least curious. The first time I met her, even before I knew her name, we were staring at each other's pussy. I'm not nervous for her to see mine now. I look into her eyes as I unbutton my jeans. I push my jeans down. We look together. A thick layer of my grool is on the inside of my jeans.

Me: "You make me so wet." She triggers the vibrator. Me: "Sometimes you make me wet even without the vibrator. I hope that's ok." We look into each other's eyes. Angela: "Yeah." Me: "Would you let me make you this wet?" Angela: "With the vibrator?" Me: "Or my fingers ...or my tongue." Angela: "Um.. I might be wet now." Me: "Could I touch you?" Angela: "Mark wouldn't like that. Some things are fair game. He was ok with this because it'd be me pleasing you, but he wants to be the one to make me orgasm." Me: "That's too bad. Jake is fine with me getting with girls. ...but he prefers to take part or at least watch." Angela: "That's cool." Me: "If not for Mark, would you?" Angela: "Maybe." We lean in and kiss. Our tongues dance.
Angela: "Definitely." We kiss again. She triggers my vibrator. Me: "Oh god."

We kiss again. She moves the remote to her left hand. She caresses my vulva with her right hand. She pushes fingers between my labia. I lift her shirt just to touch her skin. She rubs my clit and triggers my vibrator. I moan her name as I orgasm. A smile lights up her face. She's pleased with her accomplishment.

After my orgasm subsides, she pulls her hand back. She looks at the viscous fluid on her fingers. She slurps some of it off.

Me: "I'm dying for a taste of you." Angela: "I know. I'm sorry. Like in his eyes, it's cheating and I kinda agree. Like you and Jake have your rules, and that's fine, but we have our rules." Me: "I know. I don't mean to pressure you. I like being friends with you and just getting to see you, but at times it seems you really do want more." Angela: "I do, but it's not a question of want." Me: "I get it. ...but if at some point, your curiosity gets the better of you, I'm here for it." Angela: "Ok.. We're good."

I pull up my jeans. We hug. We exit the stall and wash our hands. We exit the restroom and walk out of the building together, but then split because she's going somewhere else.

I think Angela is truly bisexual and wants to try more, but for some reason, she feels remorse. Fricking CompHet.

I head back to the apartment. It's raining so no one can tell why my jeans are wet. I change out of my wet clothes. l

When Jake gets back from his class, I give him the remote. I kneel on the floor and suck his dick while he triggers my vibrator. I orgasm and he cums in my mouth. I look into his eyes as I swallow. He tells me that I'm a good girl. I tell him about adventures with Angela.