"Hey Matthew," whispered Sarah, coming up to the library table and playfully hugging my shoulders. She shook her hair to make the recent raindrops fall on me.
"Hey come on," I laughed, pulling away from her. "You're going to get the books wet."
She laughed, throwing her coat onto an empty chair, and sat down across from me. I melted when I looked at her. Just like I always melted when she was around me. We were both first year law students with a passion for civil rights. We had decided to pair up on a discrimination paper, and I was finding it difficult to concentrate on the assignment. She wore a wedding ring, so I figured that her flirtatious teasing was just that, a tease.
"So what's the game plan?" she asked, looking at the notes in front of me.
"Well, I thought we should start by checking out some similar discrimination cases and some of the employment laws. How does that sound?"
She sighed and shrugged her shoulders, giving her mouth a little twist. "Okay, I guess."
"Did you have something else in mind?" I asked.
"No, I just can't believe you want to actually study today."
"You mean because it's Valentine's Day?"
She grinned and nodded.
"Well, Cupid hasn't given me a reason not to." I smiled and tried to not sound sorry for myself. "But if you need to go and be with … do something, we can knock off early."
"No, that's okay," she said, waving me off. "He doesn't seem to be shooting arrows in my direction either."
I thought about asking her about her husband, but decided to let it go.
"I pulled these citations off the computer," I said, handing her a printout. "Why don't we start by seeing how many we can find and then read through them?"
"All of these?" she asked in disbelief.
I laughed at the expression on her face and stood from the table. "It helps me to not think about the fact that everyone else in the world is getting laid tonight."
"Gotcha," see laughed, leading the way to the law books.
I liked having the advantage of watching her walk in front of me. She liked to wear her clothes tight, as if she wanted to let the world enjoy her firm breasts and great ass. Her short skirt bounced over her cheeks as she walked and I was mesmerized watching it sway back and forth as I followed her. There was something about her black shoes with the thick clunky heels that completed her sexy little outfit. I wondered if her husband had any idea what a lucky bastard he was.
"Well, this first one should be around here," she said, looking back at the paper. She knelt down to the bottom shelf and scanned the call numbers. I couldn't help but enjoy the view of her breasts and the black lace bra she was wearing.
"Here it is," she said, pulling it out and looking up at me. She realized that I had been looking at her breasts and stood with a teasingly scornful look. I could feel my face turning red as I quickly darted my eyes toward the book. "I'll pull, you carry," she said, handing me the large volume.
Having caught me checking her out seemed to make her only flaunt herself more. She took advantage of any opportunity to rub up against me, or at least it seemed like it. She had the confidence that came from being sexually aware of herself, something that I still hadn't mastered. Heavy petting was as far as I had gone with any woman.
"Here's another one," she said, piling the fourth large volume into my arms. "Oooh," she squealed, squeezing my biceps. "Flex them, Baby."
I laughed nervously and followed her down the next aisle. The floor seemed deserted except for us, confirming that we were probably the only fools willing to study on a day designated for lovers.
"Let's see…," she said, looking up at the top shelf for the call letters of the next volume. "It must be up there somewhere." She grabbed a nearby stool and started to climb up the steps. I watched the backs of her legs go up higher, promising more and more leg, and was mesmerized until a large book came sailing down toward me. I unconsciously dropped the rest of the books I was holding to protect myself, and soon all of them were crashing on the floor.
I looked up to see Sarah trying to regain her balance and instinctively put my arms around her legs to steady her. She grabbed onto my shoulders and looked down at me with a sigh.
"Nice catch." Her voice was mischievously seductive, as she leaned in against me. Her breasts were even with my mouth and I swallowed hard thinking about how they would feel beneath my tongue. My arms were frozen around her bare thighs, but she didn't seem to mind. She kept her hands on my shoulders as she moved down a step, and my hands slipped further up her bare thighs. My cock was the only part of me that didn't seem frozen.
She never took her eyes off of me as she leaned down and kissed my lips softly. My hands finally started to move against her thighs as I squeezed her closer to me. She squirmed as my hands traveled yet higher beneath her skirt until I touched the bottom of her ass cheeks bare beneath her skirt. My hands froze when I realized she didn't have any panties on.
"Is everything alright?"
We both turned quickly to see a librarian standing at the end of the aisle. I was embarrassed at getting caught in such a precarious position and pulled my hands down quickly, but Sarah blew it off with a chuckle.
"Yes, I started to fall and my knight in shining armor here caught me," said Sarah, climbing down from the stool. "I was just rewarding him."
"Well," said the librarian, not the least bit amused, "We're going to be closing soon."
"Oh, I forgot it was Sunday," said Sarah, as I gathered the books. "What do you want to do?"
"I'm not sure I can do anything after that kiss."
She looked down at my trousers and chuckled seductively. "Oh, somehow I think you could do something!"
"Not walk," I mumbled, as she headed back to our table. She was packing up her stuff when I arrived with the books. I followed suit and packed up my notes.
"So, Cupid," she said, continuing to tease me. "Shall we check these out and read them in your dorm room?"
I gave her a playful scorn. "You know I can't have girls in my room."
"Don't tell me you're one of those guys who follows all the rules."
"I try," I said, carrying the books over to the checkout counter. She leaned against a pillar and waited while I checked out the books, swaying a leg from side to side as if taunting me. When I had the books we headed for the front door and stopped to look at the rain pouring down.
"My car's over there," she said, pointing to the side parking lot. "Come on." She took off running before we could even discuss where it was we were going. I wondered what the hell I was doing as I ran toward the car after her. She was screaming playfully as the rain fell on us, and hurriedly unlocked the car and climbed in.
"God!" she laughed, throwing her backpack into the backseat. "I'm soaked." I threw my bag in the back with hers and tried to wipe my hair down from the rain.
"Your hair looks good wet." She reached over and played with it, brushing it back from my face. I was so nervous, I avoided her eyes and found myself focusing on the drops of rain that still clung to her bare legs. Bare legs and bare everything. I wondered what made a girl not wear underwear?
"What are you thinking?" she whispered.
I laughed as soon as she said it. "You don't want to know."
"Yes I do," she grinned. "Especially now."
I looked at her and melted. She had the most beautiful face and playful eyes. "I was wondering why you weren't wearing underwear."
"Oh," she said, grinning. "Does it bother you?"
I laughed nervously and shook my heard. "I wouldn't exactly say it bothers me…"
"But it makes you bothered?" She laughed and reached for her keys.
"You like teasing me, don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess," she said, turning on the car and pulling out of the parking lot. We drove across campus in silence, and the tension became unbearable as she pulled up in front of my dorm and parked. I knew that guys snuck girls into the dorm, but I had never tried it. I had never been a risk taker and was beginning to really regret it.
"You know, Mathew," she said, turning toward me. "I'm not just teasing you."
"Look… Sarah," I stumbled. "I've never really…"
"Oh," she sighed, suddenly realizing that she was in the presence of a virgin. "Wow."
I was totally embarrassed that I was coming off as a nerd, and turned to reach into the back seat for my bag and escape.
"Matthew," she said, holding my arm. "Do you find me attractive?"
"God, yes! Are you kidding? You drive me nuts."
"Then show me."
I looked at her beautiful face for moment and then opened the door and got out. She had a confused expression as she watched me walk around the front of the car in the rain, but then grinned as I came around and opened her car door.
"Come on," I said. "Let's hurry."
We ran through the rain to the back door of the dorm and snuck up the back stairs to the third floor. Fortunately, my room was near the stairs and we got in my room without running into anyone. Sarah giggled as I wiped the fresh rain from her face, and then stopped when she realized I was about to kiss her. I had held myself in check long enough and pulled her into my arms and held her tight as we kissed. She moaned and responded with equal passion, running her hands beneath my shirt.
"Oh God!" she gasped, as our lips finally parted. "I've wanted you to do that for so long."
"Don't think I haven't thought about it."
"Maybe we should get more comfortable," she suggested. We were both still in our wet raincoats. I smiled and took her coat and hung it in the closet along with mine. My room was small with a single bed, a desk, and a dresser. I turned on the radio and covered the lamp with my red towel hanging on the back of the door.
"This is as romantic as it gets around here," I laughed. Sarah leaned against my desk and smiled at me.
"I think it's perfect."
I sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her. I couldn't believe she was here in my room… wanting me. She walked over and stood between my legs. I let my hands return to her legs and play with the back of her knees. She held my head against her stomach, and I kissed it through the fabric. My hands traveled up the back of her legs and over her round ass, and she moaned and pressed back against them. I squeezed her ass hard and pressed her against me, and she let out a quick gasp and squirmed for more.
My cock was throbbing within the tight confines of my jeans, but I pressed the pain away and moved a hand between her legs. I found a slippery pool of wetness eagerly awaiting me.
"Oh God, yes!" she moaned, as my fingers trailed between her lips. "Oh, I'm so turned on!"
She pulled her sweater over her head and dropped it on the floor, and then rubbed the black lace against my lips as I desperately tried to kiss her breasts.
"I'm going to explode," I groaned, pushing a finger up inside of her.
"Oh God!" she squealed, "more!"
I wasn't sure what 'more' meant, so I pressed another finger inside of her.
"Yes," she whispered. "Oh God, yes!"
She reached back and unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor. She held her breasts and fed them to me one at a time as I squeezed her ass with one hand and slid my fingers in and out of her with the other. We were going wild until the pain in my cock was unbearable.
"Wait," I said, pulling her back away from me. "I'm in pain."
I stood from the bed and tried to readjust my cock inside my jeans.
"Poor thing," whispered Sarah, unbuttoning my pants. "Let him out."
I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my jeans. My cock stood out rigid inside my boxers. Sarah unbuttoned her skirt and draped it over the desk chair and stood before me naked.
"God, you're beautiful."
She pulled the T-shirt over my head and ran her fingers along my chest and down over my boxers. I'll never forget the next thing she did. In one single movement, she knelt in front of me and pulled my boxers down at the same time. By the time her knees hit the floor, my cock was in her mouth. I had never felt such incredible pleasure.
"Oh God!" I moaned, over and over as she sucked my cock deep into her throat. I was lost and totally unable to speak as I started to come. I wanted to stop but couldn't. I tried to pull away, but she held me tight and sucked my cock deeper into her throat until I came shuddering into her mouth, still moaning over and over, "Oh God!"
I dropped to my knees on the cold linoleum floor, and pulled her into my arms and held her close. My head was still ringing and my heart felt like it had broken through my chest.
"I hope you wanted that to happen," I finally said.
"Yes, I loved it."
"Will you teach me how to do it to you?"
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"Okay," she said, standing up and walking over to the bed. She sat on the edge and spread her legs in front of me, and I crawled over closer. She started to take off her shoes, but I stopped her.
"No, leave them on, will you?"
"Why?" she giggled.
"They really turn me on."
"Really?" She looked down at them in disbelief. "A shoe fetish, huh?"
I ran my hands along her calves and kissed her deep, drinking in her moans. She pulled away and fed me her breasts again. Her nipples were hard and sensitive to my eager lips. Finally she leaned back on her elbows and left me to explore between her legs.
I wonder if a man ever forgets the first time he tastes a woman's sex; that first time his tongue travels between her hidden folds. How could he forget the way she responded and begged him never to stop?
It didn't take long to find out where Sarah wanted my tongue. She would tell me in between panting breaths how she wanted it.
"Yes, lick it right there… oh God, yes… right there… not too hard… yeah… just like that… yeah… a little higher… right there…oh yeah… oh yeah… don't stop… don't stop… I'm gonna come… please don't stop…"
Then silence as she froze. I almost stopped, thinking she was done, until I felt her juices squirting from her pussy. I was incensed with passion and wanted to keep eating her all night. Finally, she pulled my head away and I crawled up on the bed and held her close.
"You're a natural," she sighed, kissing my chin.
"Glad you think so."
She stroked the side of my face and ran her fingers over my lips.
"So, you've never had sex with a girl, huh?"
"Well, I can now say I've had oral sex with a girl."
She grinned and winked at me. "Yes you can. And you can say you were pretty darn good."
"Nice to know I can use you as a reference."
"So, do you have any condoms?"
"Actually, there was one in the desk drawer when I moved in. I figured it was from the campus Welcome Wagon."
"Well," she said, trailing a finger over my revived cock, "want to use it?"
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"I'd love to be your first." She squeezed my cock gently and I closed my eyes and moaned. I touched her hand caressing my cock and felt the ring on her finger.
"What about this?" I asked, fingering the ring. She sighed and buried her head into my shoulder.
"I'm engaged to a boy back home." I was relieved to hear that she wasn't married. "I thought that was what I wanted until recently."
"What changed?" I played with her hair while she smiled at me.
"I met you."
"Oh," I said, somewhat stunned from the comment.
"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you."
"I know the feeling."
"I just didn't know what to do about it." She rolled over on top of me and straddled my waist. "Until tonight." Her breasts hung close to my lips and she teased me with them when I tried to kiss them.
"You're teasing me again," I moaned.
"Do you want them?" she purred.
"You know I do."
She rubbed her wet pussy against my hard cock, and I bucked beneath her.
"And do you want my pussy too?"
"Oh God, yes," I moaned, grabbing her ass and squeezing it.
"Where's the condom?"
"In the drawer next to you." I pointed to the desk drawer closest to the bed. She leaned back and opened the top drawer. After fumbling around between the pencils and decks of cards, she found it. She tore the wrapper open and pulled out the condom.
"Would you like me to put it on?" she asked, inching down my body.
"Please, by all means." I grinned, watching her. She was such a mixture of experience and innocence. I enjoyed the way the she seemed comfortable touching my body. She rolled the condom over my cock and reached between her legs for fresh juices to lubricate it. Then, she crawled back up and straddled it, slowly rubbing it around the opening of her vagaina. I was eager and wanted to push it inside, but she encouraged me hold still and let her work it inside.
"You're a little on the big side," she teased. "Which is a good thing in the long run, but we need to take it slow in the beginning."
"Oh man," I groaned, biting my lip. "This is a sweet torture."
"Oh… am I torturing you?" she teased, sliding back further onto my cock. She took it all the way and sat down on it for a moment, before lifting herself back up again.
"It's hard to lay still."
"I'll let you do all the work here in a minute." She sat back down on it again and froze. "Oh, yes…," she cried out. She squeezed her pussy and my cock jerked in response. She held perfectly still and grinned at me. She squeezed my cock again with her pussy and it jerked again in response.
"I like the way you do that," she laughed.
"Maybe you'll like some other things I do," I said, reaching up and pulling her down to kiss me.
"Fuck me," she whispered, as our lips met.
I held her ass and pushed my cock deep inside of her. She lightly bit the side of my lip as I raised her ass and pushed it in deep again. Soon we were both lost to the rhythm of our bodies. I was overwhelmed by the power my cock had over her body. How it could bring not only me, but also her, such incredible pleasure?
There seemed to be no end as to how much of me she could take, or wanted, inside of her. When I thought that surely I was going to hurt her, she begged me to fuck her harder. The harder I fucked her, the more I felt certain that I was going to come. I started to panic, fearing that I would come too soon.
"More, Baby," she begged, slamming her ass down on my cock.
"Oh God, Sarah…" I cried. "I can't. I'm going to come."
"No Baby," she whimpered. "Fuck me harder, please."
I remembered a sitcom about a guy who thought about baseball to keep from coming and wondered if it couldn't possibly work. I heard Sarah chanting, "Harder… harder…" and squeezing my cock with that pussy of hers and I knew no thoughts of baseball could stop my cock from exploding inside of her.
I was coming. For the first time in my life I was coming inside of a woman and there was nothing that was going to stop it. I grabbed her ass tighter and let nature have its way.
"Oh God, I gotta come!" I called out. I rammed my cock so hard into her, I don't now how she managed not to cry out. Several quick strokes deep inside of her and I came with an explosion that felt like it was going to burst my brain wide open. I didn't realize until later when we were talking that she had come when I did. I had been lost in the sensation of her body against mine and my own climax.
"Not bad, Cupid," she grinned, pulling the condom off my cock. She got up off the bed and threw it in the trash.
"Certainly a night to remember!" I crawled under the covers and beckoned her in. She kicked off her shoes and crawled in next to me, and I held her tightly in my arms. "Now that you're here, I'm not sneaking you back out."
"I bet you send me out for food and condoms in the morning," she laughed.
"You have a point, Counselor," I laughed.
"Oooh, I like that."
"What?"
"You calling me Counselor."
"Get used to it. In a few years, everyone will call you that."
"I can't wait."
"Well, that's what I always said about having sex."
Sarah chuckled and snuggled into my chest. "And what will you say now?"
"I can't wait!"