Reuben trudged into the library as he had for every day this week - cold, tired and miserable. It seemed fitting that the clear night skies would greet him once more. Coupled with the gray misery that clouded the skies every day this week, the weather begot bone-chilling temperatures across the region.
"How I loathe exam time," screamed the echoing thought in his mind. He met every gust of wind with a grimace behind his hooded winter coat; fighting off frostbite and cabin fever just to make it to the holidays. On top of the local environmental conditions were his own personal issues. The past few weeks found him balancing a time budget of dedicating hours to cementing his knowledge and reserving some free time to heed off insanity.
Upon entering the dead-silent library, he made a beeline to the stacks. It was his last exam, and he wanted no distractions. No glancing over at people sitting in neighboring tables, wondering how they were handling the approach of the last day of exams. No clock to distract him. He would hit the textbooks and dissect his notebooks in privacy.
He never much cared for the stack cages. They looked and acted as prison cells for forced study. Nestled uncomfortably between the shelving of library volumes, they barely provided enough room for a student and the built-in table. A single light shone overhead, and that was it. A tightly woven chain linked fence, painted in a dark muted green to match the walls, kept outside attention from creeping in. It was spartan, but it offered just what he wanted.
One and a half hours into his studies, Reuben began to sense a loss of focus. The words and figures on the pages no longer clicked in his brain - the exhaustion from previous exams was taking its toll. Upon finishing the chapter, he sat back and thought of how to regain his concentration. A snack would weight him down, but some caffeine in his system might do the trick.
He returned a minute later, again resigning himself to the dismal cell - beverage in tow to help him plow through the thick chapters ahead. Pulled up and hunched over the desk, he again went through the texts, checking his notes to catch the emphasis his professor made over the semester.
Not five minutes into it, he felt a stirring along the crotch of his pants. It felt as if something caught onto his jeans. At first, his mind imagined the ages old aluminum table somehow snagged his pants. Reuben had scrapped himself on them in the past.
He was about to brush the whole thing off when he felt his zipper slowly come undone. The gentleness of its handling froze him in his seat. 'Who the hell is underneath my desk?' he thought to himself, wondering how he should handle this in a public setting. If he screamed, immediate and unnecessary attention was certain to befall him. The idea of returning next semester as the guy molested in the library during finals did not settle well with him.
Then, the distinctly delectable purr of Eva's moan, albeit near whisper quiet, grazed by his ears. The sound both excited and relaxed him. Knowing his girlfriend underneath the table fumbling with his pants drove away the fear of some stranger yanking at his junk. Furthermore, it put his present situation in a positive light. What a better way to relieve his tension that with a blowjob. The very thought of his girlfriend's studded tongue pressing itself along his shaft caused his cock to throb.
Eva faintly giggled as she meticulously worked his pants down to expose his trousers. The sight of his bulge pressing through the fabric of his shorts never grew old. Knowing she could gear her man up with the simplest of gestures stroked her ego. Eva knew she had it working, and so long as she kept her man happy, he was at his bidding. She could make him bend over backwards at the snap of her fingers if she felt like it. Right now though, she wanted his meat in her mouth.
Reuben sat back in his chair, eyes half closed, enjoying the foreplay of Eva's fingers dancing between his legs to get to their prize. It had been a while since they had seen each other - with exams and the holiday season taking up each other's time. He was impressed with her creativity in solving their mutual problem.
As he sat back, eagerly awaiting to feel her lips once again bless his cock, he felt as if another set of eyes were on him. Looking to the cage door, he saw a man in the stacks casually looking his way. The man must have thought Reuben was daydreaming. Reuben quickly played the part, startling to his senses and returning to the text. Pretending to peruse the book, he saw the man continue on his way out of the corner of his eyes.
The excitement of their sexual misdeeds set his heart racing. He looked down to see if Eva was at all exposed. Given his position at the desk, he could not spot her. With the unflattering lighting in the cage, he suspected no passersby could get a good look underneath the table. Still, he lowered his head down to whisper to Eva.
"Hey, um," he began, still at a loss of what to say about his fortunate position. "I appreciate this kinky surprise and all, but, ah, we could get caught."
"I know silly," she whispered back. Her voice was so distinct. The lisp caused by her tongue stud, coupled with her somewhat high-pitched yet raspy voice, led to an enticing sound that enchanted her easily swayed boyfriend. "That's why I'm down here. I've been wet all week waiting for the opportunity to do this with you."
Reuben brought his head back to look at the books ahead of him. They meant nothing to him now. The figures, charts and words on the pages were just that - a jumble of meaningless words and pictures. Eva's hands managed to expose enough of his shorts to free his still pliant cock from their snug confines. He felt her gentle yet skilled hands quickly take a hold of his member. A barely audible smack of her lips hinted she was salivated and ready.
The soft caress of her breath as her mouth approached increased the heaviness of Rueben's already heavy breathing. It dawned on him that while he may enjoy the night's activities yet, he could not act the part. People were still walking up and down the stacks of the library. He would have to control himself and act as though he were studying.
Eva's full lips lightly kissed the tip of Reuben's cock. She could feel his meat swell with every pulse of his heart as it slowly yet noticeably pricked to life. Her hands steadied its growth as she nestled it against her mouth. Eva tilted her head to its side, pressing her lips against the length of the cock and allowing the tip of her tongue to tease his member. Delightfully, the length of his manhood strengthened against her mouth. Fancying something different, her lips retracted over her teeth as she took his cock sideways in her mouth, the tip of his engorging member pressing against the inside of her cheek. Every throb of Reuben's cock enlarged and lengthened itself inside her hot, wet mouth. Soon enough it pressured itself against her cheek, just as Eva anticipated it would.
Blankly staring at the book ahead of him, Reuben was enraptured in how Eva was taking in his meat. She was creative, and every time she sucked him off, she made it feel like nothing before. The tip of his cock eagerly pressed itself against her cheek, feeling the tip of her moist tongue caress the length of his meat - limited by the boundaries of her snug lips. Eva was clearly in control. Her metallic stud came up against his cock whenever her tongue danced over his shaft, touching his meat as her slippery muscle darted underneath his girth, but never rubbing or pressing into his length.
She enjoyed knowing Reuben was practically squirming in anticipation for what she would do to him next. His meat had lurched itself to full length inside her mouth. The inside of her cheek ached as his tip buried itself somewhat painfully against it. Eva was not thrilled with the discomfort, but having her man subtly writhe in his chair more than made up for the slight pain.
The soft sucking motions of Eva's lips along the length of his shaft further drew up cum from his nut sack. Rueben found himself at that delicious stage where a man can feel his body prepare itself for the pending climax, readying his shaft with a load of come for his release. Feeling the tip of his manhood slide gradually further along the inside of his girlfriend's cheek, he let out an audible moan.
His moan was met with a handful of stifling shushes from those studying in the neighboring cages. Remembering where he was, he readjusted himself to the task at hand of looking busy. He did not know what to make of his gaffe, but feeling Eva's chuckle with her mouth wrapped around his cock lightened him up.