There is never a dull moment in the life of a college student. From dorm life, to parties, to girls, and of course studying, there is always something going on. Junior year can be a particularly busy year for a college student. You have to start making certain that you will have taken all of your required classes and electives to graduate on time, and the work load gets more intense as you take higher level classes.
In my particular case as my workload and stress level increased, so did my sex drive, and my sexual appetite. It seemed as if the more work I had to do the more that I wanted to get off. Fortunately for me, my girlfriend at the time, Debbie, was just about as equally horny and sexually open as I was.
With all the work that we each respectively had to complete, we ended up spending a lot of time in the school library researching journals, and the internet. Of course it is impossible for each aisle of the library stacks to be populated at all times, and there are certain areas of the library that are practically always empty.
As I watched Debbie walk down the aisle to retrieve a book I started to imagine myself fucking her right there in the middle of the library. Debbie and I had joked about the idea of having sex in the library, and she never really seemed to have any objection to it. We had been obscene in public before, so I was quite certain that if I made my move on her, that this would turn out to be another fantasy fulfilled.
I watched hungrily as Debbie extended her arm toward the top shelf to pull down the book that she was looking for. Her movement gave me a great view of her well shaped 32C breasts. They looked even better than usual in the tight sweater that she was wearing. I watched her intently as she returned with her book.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked. “It’s nothing my mind was just drifting” I said with a sly grin.
“Baby, could you do me a favor?” I asked. “Sure what is it” she replied.
I asked her to fetch a book for me from one of the lower shelves, so that this time I could get a great view of her ass in her tight skirt when she would bend over to pick it up. She went to get the book for me, and my eyes remained glued to her body as she went back to the stacks. She turned to look back at me, and was sure that something was up from the way that I was staring at her.
I think that she was starting to think about what I was thinking about. Before she bent down for the book, that she had now realized was completely irrelevant to the paper that I was working on, she surveyed the area around her to see if anyone could see what she was doing. She noticed that nobody was around and then bent over ever so seductively, running her hand from her thigh up to her ass.
The way she bent over forced her skirt to hike up her thigh a bit. When she stood up, she didn’t bother to reset her skirt and walked back to me seductively with the book I had asked for. She leaned over the desk I was working at forcing her breasts into my face, and handed me the book.
“Is this the one you wanted?” she asked, “because if its not I could go back to the aisle and bend over for you again” she continued.