I graduated college a few years ago. I tried very hard while I was in school to focus on my studies. But I also wanted to use the time as an opportunity to do as many new things as I could, a lot of which were sexual.

I discovered before college that I was into girls as well as guys, and also that I loved masturbating. I had first watched porn when I was 16, and had masturbated about 3 times a day on average ever since then.

I wanted desperately to be with a girl when I went to college, since I hadn't been with one before. I noticed many drop dead gorgeous girls on campus during my first semester, but I had a very difficult time getting with any of them. Only about 30% of the students were female, so the supply of women was short. And of this short supply, I had no way of knowing how many were into girls themselves.

Not getting what I wanted my first semester made me insanely horny all the time. I had so many sexual impulses which I couldn't fulfill. Masturbating seemed to be the only solution, but it was never enough. I got hornier as the semester progressed, and I knew that it was only a matter of time before I had to do something about it.

Then, one day, the inevitable happened. It was a Friday. I was wearing leggings as pants with a spandex thong underneath, and a sports bra as a top. I also wore a jacket that I had zipped up most of the way, but had left unzipped enough to expose my cleavage. I was trying to attract attention. I couldn't tell if any girls liked what they saw, but I know that I looked good because I saw many guys staring at my butt as I walked when they thought I wasn't looking.

It turned me on so much knowing they wanted to rip through my leggings and bite my ass. I was insanely horny thinking about it. My pussy was getting wetter as the day went on. I went to class in the morning and I almost considered going back to my dorm to change my panties by lunch. I didn't want a visible wet stain. But I also loved the feeling of wearing wet panties, so I didn't change them.

After lunch I had about 2 hours to kill before my final class of the day started and I had nothing to do until then. Normally during a long break between classes I would find a quiet spot on campus and get work done. Today I found a quiet spot on campus, but got no work done whatsoever.

The spot I found was in the same building that my next class was in. It was an open area with chairs, tables, and outlets for computers. I sat down and started to set up my computer and I happened to look down. I saw that I was actually getting a visible wet stain on my leggings from being so horny, exactly what I was afraid would happen. I looked around the room to see if anyone else could've noticed, but I was alone as far as I could tell.

I tried to work but kept getting distracted. I started out looking at random stuff on the internet, but I was so horny that I started looking at porn. I couldn't help myself. Before I knew what was happening, I was rubbing my clit in circles over top of my leggings. It felt absolutely amazing. I noticed my wet stain expanding the more I rubbed, and this actually made me hornier. I knew I was reaching the point of no return. Finally I did. I started to orgasm intensely.

I felt a rush of ecstasy flow through my head like I had never felt before. I felt myself squirt all inside of my leggings as the euphoria continued for about 30 seconds. I don't think I made any noise, but I can't honestly remember.

I was shaking when it was over. Had anyone seen me? I didn't want to get a bad reputation around campus, and I also didn't want to get in trouble. I looked down and saw that the wet stain had grown so much that it looked like I had peed myself. I knew I couldn't go to class like that, so I let it dry for the next hour until my class started. I went to class and hoped that nobody there could smell me.

The weekend went by fast and soon enough it was Monday. I was wearing a similar outfit to the one I had worn on Friday, but today I was wearing an athletic skirt over the top of my leggings. I figured a skirt to cover my wet stains would be a good idea, as these leggings were grey and showed stains more visibly. I was still thinking about what I had done two days before and I knew that there was no way I wasn't going to repeat it. I had enjoyed it too much. I had another hour break before my class, so I went back to the same spot.

The area was not vacant. Sitting there was a gorgeous girl named Hayley. I had met her at a party a while back, and she was very sweet. Hayley is a short brunette, with a very round butt and gorgeous D cups. Her breasts are large for a girl her size and I love them. She was wearing a short tight skirt which went just above her knees and a low cut shirt. She looked amazing, like some sort of office babe. I imagined burying my face in her breasts and bending her over, ripping her skirt off and spanking her. Next thing I knew, I was soaking wet thinking about it.

I had to act on my thoughts, but I didn't want her to see me. She was very focused on what she was working on, and I wasn't sure if she had even seen me arrive. I sat down and stared at her. I slowly inserted my right hand inside the waistband of my athletic skirt. I could feel the wetness in my leggings. It was a good decision to wear the skirt.

I started rubbing my clit in circles, just as I had before. My heart was racing since I knew how risky this was. But I had to do it. I needed to orgasm from an actual girl, not just to an image on a screen or my imagination. I kept rubbing and I was getting closer to cumming. I was at the point of no return when I saw Hayley shift positions and stand up. She had seen me and waved, and was walking over to say hello. I immediately froze, but it was too late. The orgasm had already started. I felt myself squirting all inside of my leggings as she was walking towards me. Luckily the skirt covered it. I don't think I made any noise, but I'm sure I had some weird facial expressions.

Luckily for me I had gained enough control to be able to speak by the time she reached me. We talked for a few minutes. Finally she said to me, "we should grab dinner some time! I'd love to get to know you better." I was shocked to hear her say that, and I was so nervous that I can't remember how I sounded when I said yes. After we set up the day and time, she excused herself and walked back to her computer. She packed up her things and left. I was so happy to finally have a date with a gorgeous girl. But did she like girls? And had she seen what I was doing to her? And if she found out, would she be offended by it?

Knowing I had a date made me horny all over again. I was free to masturbate all I wanted, now that Hayley was gone, unless somebody else showed up. I wound up playing with my pussy and getting myself off again about 15 minutes later. My panties were soaking wet and I was exhausted by the end of it. I was so into the whole thing that I didn’t notice I had to leave for class. I immediately packed up my stuff and left. I didn’t need to wait for my wet stain to dry since I was wearing the skirt.

The next day, I was sitting outside on a bench and I saw a different girl. I knew her name was Lauren, but I had never met her or spoken to her. She was absolutely gorgeous; she was tall, blonde, and had blue eyes and D cups. She looked like she had just come from the gym, as was wearing athletic clothes. She had on a short tennis dress. It showed off her breasts very nicely while also keeping them contained. As she walked by, I got some very dirty thoughts looking at her. I couldn't help but stare at her butt in the dress.

I was hoping the wind would pick up and lift it up when, just like that, I got my wish. Her dress raised and I got a great view of her butt. All she had on under the dress was an athletic g-string, with no spandex or anything. I was shocked. How could she walk around in public like that? Especially if she's playing tennis, where you know the dress is going to rise up for everyone to see.

I felt myself getting insanely aroused and wet thinking about it. I wanted so badly to walk up to her, bend her over, pull her thong down and eat her butt. So I knew where I had to go. I left and went right to my masturbation spot. I was actually done with classes for the day, so I could've just gone back to my dorm for some privacy, but I didn't. I wanted to be in public.

As I got there, to my intense surprise, Lauren was there as well. I guess she didn't have time to go back to her dorm before her next class, or maybe she just liked to be wearing such a skimpy outfit in public. I didn't care why she was there, I was just happy that she was there. I sat down in my usual spot, and got to work. Today I was wearing a one piece top and thong, which had a button that unsnapped for when you needed to use the restroom, and a long loose skirt that went all the way down to my feet. In this case, I was unsnapping the button without using the restroom.

I carefully reached my hand into my skirt and unsnapped the button. It felt so naughty to be undone in public with the skirt still on. I decided to finger myself today, instead of rubbing my clit. Masturbating this way would also be easier to conceal, since there’s less visible arm movement. I started fingering myself watching Lauren at her table. She had such a gorgeous face that I just wanted to walk over, lock lips with her and have our tongues duel. I kept fingering myself and I felt my vagina getting wetter and sloshier. I knew I was going to cum fast. Finally, just like that, I did.

I couldn't help but let out a low moan. I don't think Lauren heard me, since she had headphones in her ears. I could feel myself gushing uncontrollably, and I could feel the squirt juices spray the insides of my legs since I was wearing a skirt. When it was over I looked down and saw a giant wet stain on my skirt. I knew that I couldn't go anywhere until it dried, since the skirt was red and it was very visible. So I stayed and kept watching Lauren. She gave no indication that she had any idea what I had done. When I finally left, I never re-buttoned my thong. It felt so amazing walking around feeling naked under my skirt. It was then that I realized I wanted to dress even sluttier than Lauren.

I masturbated every day that week in the same spot, and I loved it each time. Before I knew it, it was Friday. I got up that morning wondering what I should wear. It was very hot outside, so I wanted to wear something cool. I was still thinking about Lauren in her skimpy tennis dress, and I really wanted to wear something even skimpier than she had. So I pulled out a short, tight skirt that I would normally wear clubbing. I put it on, with no panties at all, and a tight top with no bra. I felt naked. It seemed so slutty and wrong, but I loved the feeling. I could feel my pussy getting soaked already, before even leaving my room.

I went to my morning classes, then lunch. I finally made it to my break time. I went right to my masturbation spot. I saw several gorgeous girls there already it looked like they working together in a study group. I recognized one of them, her name was Christina. She played volleyball and was beautiful. She was a brunette and had C cups. Her butt was her best feature though, especially when she wore her volleyball uniform. Today she was wearing ass tight leggings as pants though, which showed her butt off just as well as her volleyball uniform. At one point I saw her stand up and bend over, and I could see obvious thong lines. I could feel my pussy throbbing and soaking the inside of my thighs.

I had to be careful, since I was wearing such a short skirt with no panties. I didn't want to flash anyone. I decided to masturbate differently today, seeing as my skirt was so short and too tight to comfortably reach my fingers inside the waistband. I started to open and close my legs. I’d heard of women masturbating this way, but I'd never done it myself. It seemed to be working though. It felt really good. I kept doing it and I could feel my pussy was starting to become even sloshier than it had been before. I watched Christina's butt as she sat in the chair. It looked amazing. I felt myself getting closer to orgasming, and sure enough, I got there. I was high. When it ended, I realized that my skirt was soaked.

I continued to visit my masturbation spot up until I graduated. I never got caught, as far as I could tell. It was one of the best experiences I had in college, and to this day I imagine that I'm there while I masturbate.

Thanks for reading.