It happened on Friday afternoon. I was in the library doing some research for a paper due on Monday. As you can imagine, the library was very quiet and empty. I thought I was alone on the top floor. I pulled the books that I needed from the stacks and was sitting at a table making some notes.
I saw him. A hottie from my psychology class from last semester. Oh, I had such a crush on him. We hooked up a couple of times last spring, but then we lost touch over the summer. He said that he wanted to show me something. He took my hand and I followed him to a little corner of the library. We started kissing like crazy. He told me that his cock got hard sitting at the table talking to me. He pulled his big hard cock out of his jeans. He was already oozing pre-cum. I leaned down to lick it off the head.
He grabbed me and slid his fingers into my panties. He told me he loved my kisses. He fingered me until he made me cum. He and I were caught up in the moment of lustful passion. He whispered, I remember you like it from behind. I smiled and nodded. I bent over this little table and fucked me. He fucked me softly at first. I started rocking my hips, fucking him back. He could tell by the way my body moved, I wanted more and I wanted it harder.
He grabbed my hips, pulled my hips up a couple inches so he could penetrate me deeper. He tightly held my hips. He didn’t want me to move. He started pounding into me. I started to moan, forgetting where I was. If you have done a call with me, you know I can get kind of loud. He just kept fucking me, thrusting, pounding my pussy, harder and harder until I came. Once I came, he came inside of me.
