Jackson, college student with a late-night problem

Jackson's eyes, which had been closed mere moments before, shot back open, staring dead into the ceiling in his small college dorm room. Fuck! I have that English quiz tomorrow morning! The junior student leapt down from his lofted bunk bed and began rummaging in his backpack for the reading assignment.

Professor Charles had a habit of scheduling inopportune quizzes, which frustrated Jackson, since he always had trouble keeping track of his personal schedule. He could blame it on the biological need to be banging someone in order to read his planner, but that was a poor excuse. The more pressing matter at the moment was getting the reading done so he didn't flunk tomorrow's quiz.

Jackson grabbed the book (It Takes Two To Tango by Jess Bird; an average novel, if English major Jackson had his say) out of his knapsack. Although the words on the cover and the spine appeared as total gibberish to him, he knew it was the right book, since he'd been reading it for a few weeks now.

Chapters 16 and 17...I can speed through them, he reasoned. It was relatively late - 11:45 PM - so he prayed that his study buddy across the hall, Julia, was still awake. Otherwise, he'd have to go door-to-door to find someone to stick his dick in, and that was much more difficult than using Julia.

Novel in hand, and wearing just a t-shirt, Jackson left his room and knocked on the door kitty-corner to his, mentally crossing his fingers for an answer. Thankfully, a few seconds later, Julia opened the door, dressed in a blue pointelle nightgown that extended only as far as her hips. She gave Jackson a quizzical look before grabbing a hold of his already-hard penis in order to speak.

"Jackson? What's up?" she offered.

"I'm really sorry, Julia," Jackson replied quickly, already feeling the pressure building in his loins. "I totally forgot I have a quiz tomorrow in English 2010 and I need to speed-read two chapters, if that's OK."

She thought for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, sure. I wasn't going to go to bed for a little bit anyways. My first class isn't until 10:30 on Thursdays."

"Sweet! You're the best!" Jackson replied earnestly.

Letting go of her dormmate's dick, Julia retreated back into her room and made for her mattress, which was just above floor level. Grabbing her phone on the way, she laid down, chest first, on the bed. Spreading her legs slightly, she started scrolling and texting as if she wasn't about to get fucked from behind by a fellow student.

Jackson, for his part, laid his open book to the correct chapter on Julia's back, balancing it so it would remain open. He then positioned himself on top of her, with his knees down on the outside of her hips, and inserted his dick into her already-wet (of course) pussy. Instantly, the words on the page became legible. Slowly thrusting back and forth inside Julia, he tried to skim as quickly as possible. Not as easy as it sounds when one is experiencing pleasure from intercourse with a college student's snatch.

For the next 20 minutes, both students lightly moaned and groaned as they enjoyed themselves. Julia was secretly glad that Jackson needed her help, as she wanted an excuse to check out Instagram without finding a random guy late at night; Jackson was grateful for Julia's willingness to postpone sleeping for his benefit. Since this extended prone bone sex was killer on his knees, every few pages he'd lay down on Julia's back to rest; she didn't mind. He came at least twice, he couldn't remember the number exactly. He felt Julia shudder around his cock a few times too, and he was glad she enjoyed it.

Finally, with the major points hopefully memorized (that Cathy character had RED hair, RED, he reminded himself), Jackson closed the book and announced: "OK, I'm done. Thanks again Julia, I'll see ya tomorrow."

Looking backwards and upwards, she gave a smile. "Anytime, you know that. You owe me one, though!"

Chuckling, Jackson pulled himself out of her and returned to his own room. Every poster and book was now illegible, but he didn't need to read anything now. After briefly cleaning himself up in the bathroom, he hopped back into bed and fell fast asleep, dreaming about doing tomorrow's quiz while fucking his seatmate Sarah.

(This is intended as a one-shot vignette, so don't expect further chapters in this thread from me.)