Studing late

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I had noticed her when I first came to sit down to study, sleeping on one of the upholstered benches beside the study cubicles. I thought to myself that she must have had a late night studying the day before. It was evening now, and people had slowly trickled away, so I took the opportunity to get a better look at her. She was wearing thin white sweat pants, low cut, the kind with no pockets that stretch a bit. They were snug but not too tight, and the way they hugged her body gave a good view of her form. She was lying on her side, with her back facing me. She had nice, full hips, with a beautifully round bottom, curvaceous and womanly. Through the light material, you could see that she was wearing white panties, and the snugness of her pants made a visible bump along her panty line.
I went back to my work, but soon heard her rustle around a bit, and when I looked over, I noticed that she had rolled onto her back. Her T-shirt a bit short, you could see her belly button, the top of her sweats curving down around her lower tummy with a thin line of her white panties visible. She looked soft, but smooth, and it was nice to see her lying there with her tummy showing. One of her legs had slipped to the floor, the other still up on the bench, and it gave a beautiful view of her thighs. Her pants gripped her legs and hips perfectly, as if she was naked, and you could see a faint shadow between her legs through the thin material. You could tell that she was unshaven. I admired her shape, my eyes following her roundness from her slightly protruding hip bones, down along her panty line between her legs. Her pussy seemed plump, and I could see two small bulges on either side of the center seam of her pants. One of her hands was across her chest, as if hugging her breasts, while the other lay lazily atop one thigh, with her knee raised a bit leaning gently against the back of the bench.
After a while I heard her moan very quietly. I looked around to see if anyone else heard, but the place had cleared out. My eyes were fixed on the seam of her pants between her legs, admiring the faint outline of her triangular shadow curving down between her legs. I looked up at her chest and I could see her breasts rise and fall slowly, she must have been in a deep sleep. I admired her nipples pushing against her bra and T-shirt, and wondered for a moment why I hadn't noticed them before. I heard her moan again quietly, and my eyes were immediately drawn to the plumpness between her legs, her pant seam dividing it with a definite indentation. She moaned again and as I watched I could see the two bulges on either side expand. I again looked up at her face and she was sound asleep, and I thought to myself that perhaps she was having an erotic dream.
I gazed between her legs, watching carefully and waiting. After a minute or two, she started to moan again, and I could see her pussy expand, pushing out for a second or so and then relaxing. She seemed to go on like this for a long time, but gradually the moans started to get loader and the pushing more visible. Her hand was caressing her leg gently, moving all her fingers together as one, very slowly, stopping for a while and then starting again as she tensed her body with the bulging between her legs. Her moans became more earnest as she started to press her fingers lightly into her thigh, rocking her hips in response, as her pussy pushed out around her pant seam. I could hear her breath as the rise and fall in her chest quickened. Her nipples were noticeably erect now and looked very pretty in her small T-shirt that had risen a bit exposing more of her soft tummy. Her eyes were closed, and her face relaxed, with her mouth open slightly, making her lips pout.
My eyes returned to the spot between her legs, which was now bulging quite regularly with several seconds pause in between. She stirred, and I thought she might awaken, but she simply shifted a bit, turning her head to the side and opening her legs a bit wider causing her hand to slide down onto her lower tummy. After a short while the pushing resumed and her hand was now caressing her lower belly through her sweats. As she pushed with her hips, her fingers would curl towards her palm, tightening the seam of her pants against the top of her pussy. Her moans were becoming quite audible, and she continued like this, gently rocking her hips and pulling back with her fingers, sometimes stopping and holding her hips raised. By now her pussy was really bulging out, and her fingers were pulling the seam of her pants inside her a bit, creating a small wet spot that had seeped through her panties onto her sweats. With each push, her fingers pulled her hand down slightly, until her fingers finally reached the tip of her pussy. Her hand seemed to awaken, and she was stroking more gently, a bit faster but still quite slow, maybe twice the speed of her rocking hips. I watched, as her hips started pushing harder, more urgently, in continuous motion with no rest in between. Once in a while she would stop, her hips raised and back slightly arched, with her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles until she started to tremble. She would then relax, let her hips down, and slowly resume the caressing with her fingers. Gradually her hips would follow, and her fingers would quicken, alternating from a circular to up and down motion curling her fingers. She kept on like this for a while, resuming increasingly quickly, spending most of her time on the last push of her hips. The rocking seemed to disappear and her hips were now moving in a series of long pushes, lasting maybe 10 seconds each, with only a second or so in between. Each time her fingertips would very quickly build to small, rapid circles, and then she would suddenly slow down, raise her bum slightly off the bench, and slowly pull her fingers across the tip of her pussy. Her pushes got longer, and she started slowing down much sooner, ending with gentle brushes with one finger that caused her body to jerk. Her finger slowed util it was barely moving, and she was trembling, with her hips raised and her bum slightly off the bench. After remaining almost motionless for several seconds, her whole body shuddered as she let out a very erotic cooing sound, broken by each shake of her body. With her legs now quite open, I could see the bulges by her pant seam contract with a series of rhythmic pulses, and she was letting out soft moans in between as she dropped her hips to the bench. The wet spot between her legs seemed to suddenly get larger as she relaxed, her body heaving every few seconds for a while. Her hand was resting lightly on her lower tummy and she just lay there limp, her breathing slowing but still a bit heavy.
The wetness between her legs had made the material almost transparent. You could see that her pussy was swollen and it was easy to tell where her black pubic hair ended and the inside of her lips began. Her pussy was a bit open, with the seam of her pants slightly inside her, absorbing her wetness and gradually increasing the size of the damp spot on her panties and sweats. Every once in a while, her pussy would contract, like an after-shock, causing her body to twitch. By now her breathing had slowed, and she looked very relaxed. I savored the moment seeing her there with her shirt riding up, her low-cut pants exposing most of her tummy and the top of her panties showing. Her legs were open and the wet spot between them had made her pubic hair quite visible giving the dark triangle considerable contrast against her white sweats. She seemed deep in sleep, and I guessed she would probably not wake up till morning.

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her fingers. She kept on like this for a while, resuming increasingly quickly, spending most of her time on the last push of her hips. The rocking seemed to disappear and her hips were now moving in a series of long pushes, lasting maybe 10 seconds each, with only a second or so in between. Each time her fingertips would very quickly build to small, rapid circles, and then she would suddenl