Part 1: the meet cute

I’d come to the library because I had a big essay due and I wanted to focus, not fuck. Which isn’t to say that no fucking happened in the library – I’d gotten more than my share of studybreak blowjobs in the stacks and use out of the fuck desks. But the library was a “No splash” zone, and that meant that any emissions had to be contained. Because of that the sex tended to be a little more controlled, and today I was on a deadline so I thought the low(er) distraction environment would be good for me.

I was also coming from a class where a very cute English major had jerked me off to completion under the table (and then used my cum to get herself off as well), and on the way across the quad to the library I’d stopped to watch a bendy blond girl with a dancer’s body fuck a bendy brunet girl with a dancer’s body. They were able to get into some truly impressive positions and really take advantage of the double ended silicone dildo they had lodged in each other’s snatches. Clearly they’d been going at it for a while because their writhing bodies had drawn a decent audience, and it pretty quickly turned into a bukkake, egged on by the girls’ moans. I’d added a respectable load to the blond girl’s face, so between the handy and the surprise show I was feeling reasonably satisfied.

After an unusual number of students received ten day bans for violating the libraries policies on cum and other bodily fluids, the student government had put up a number of humorous “Swallow Zone!” signs all the library. Under the text they included various student artists depictions of swallowing cum. My friend Amanda had actually contributed one of the illustrations, and I thought that the cock depicted might be mine – I couldn’t prove it and Amanda wouldn’t confirm or deny, but the girl swallowing the load was a petite Thai girl who coincidentally looked an awful lot like our friend Becca, and Amanda had watched Becca suck my cock while she played games on her phone and I studied more times than I could count.

I took a seat at one of the normal desks in the back of the info commons and pulled out my laptop. There was almost always space available back here, since the normal desks were much less popular than the deluxe desks. Each deluxe desk was actually two desks. The top desk was a pretty normal standing desk, with the ability to modify height as needed. Under the standing desk was a place to kneel, that then tipped forward and extended a tray out the front. It could be lowered up and down with the end result that the person on top could penetrate the person on the bottom while they both had their hands free to type or read. My ex-girlfriend Tina and I used to come here after class on Tuesday and get a couple of hours of studying done – Tina bent over reading her medical text book while I fucked her gaping asshole and banged out my lit reviews. Sometimes we went so long that Tina’s asshole was too gaped to hold in my cum, and so when I was ready to shoot I had to run around to her mouth to make sure that we weren’t getting anything on the floor (and getting a library ban for our troubles).

I’d been back to the library a few times since breaking up with Tina but it was still pretty fresh, and sitting at one of the normal desks was kind of bumming me out. I decided to move over to the couch area to get my mind off the breakup and hopefully get some work done. The couches weren’t very crowded at this hour, so I took a seat in the corner of an empty couch and started working.

I’d been working for about an hour, and my outline was slowly starting to resemble something that could be turned into an essay. Without my noticing it the area had started to get a little more popular, as more classes let out and more people came to get some schoolwork done before dinner time. Some guy had sat down on the couch next to me about 20 minutes ago to read a book, and other than the obligatory male nod of respect we hadn’t said anything to each other. Now, however, a very pretty girl had come over to us and she was clearly looking to get fucked. She was probably 5’ 10” and beautifully curvy. She was wearing a ruffled top hanging off one shoulder showing a generous amount of boob, and she wasn’t wearing anything from the waist down, which is how I could tell that she had a vibrator in her neatly trimmed pussy. She locked eyes with our cocks and, seeing that the guy next to me was fully erect while I was still partially soft from my earlier endeavors and focusing on my essay, she approached my neighbor.

“May I?” she asked, gesturing at his cock. “I haven’t orgasmed in 24 hours and if I don’t get some cock in me soon I’m going to explode. My name’s Leelah.”

“Sure thing, sugar tits” said the guy on the couch, moving his book off to one side so Leelah could sit down. She took the vibrator out of her pussy with a squelching sound and mounted the guy in reverse cowgirl position, spreading her legs so she could use the vibrator on her clit while the guy under her fucked her slowly and continued to read his book.

After another ten or fifteen minutes of typing and trying to ignore the pounding being handed out next to me, I felt Leelah’s leg bump into mine as she spread her thighs for better access to her clit. The guy fucking her had put his book down and was really getting into it now, and I could feel the whole couch rocking as he lifted her up and slammed his cock into her. Sometime in the past couple of minutes Leelah’s shirt had come off both of her arms and was now just a band under her massive tits. Leelah’s toy was at its highest setting and sounded like a jet engine, and she was frantically rubbing it into her clit as hard as she could. I could tell that she was getting close to her orgasm and I decided to pause my writing and watch what promised to be a great finale.

Leelah’s whole body started to shake, and suddenly her eyes flew wide open.

“Shit shit shit shit shit shit I’m gonna squirt oh shit I need a towel shit it’s gonna be a big one oh FUCK” Leelah was trying to hold of her orgasm, but I could see it was too late. The guy under her wasn’t helping as he continued to slam her up and down on his cock, obviously getting off on her predicament. A couple of people studying nearby glanced over, but nobody moved to help.

Leelah’s pussy was visibly dripping and I could see that she had maybe a couple of seconds before it erupted into a geyser. I decided to do the neighborly thing and help the poor girl out. I stripped off my oversized shirt (leaving me totally nude) and jammed it over Leelah’s leaking snatch just in time. Leelah’s whole body started to convulse and a truly impressive amount of her juice flooded into my shirt in three or four huge squirts. Luckily for her it was a nice cotton shirt and so was up the task of soaking up all her juices, or at least preventing them from flying across the couch, table, and carpeted floor. Now that the fear of making a mess and getting kicked out of the library was gone, rather than trying to prevent her orgasm Leelah leaned into it, and kept gyrating on the cock in her pussy and massaging her clit with the toy. It seemed like she wanted to keep going for another orgasm, but I could tell that the guy under her needed a break.

“Hey, I’m about to head out – do you want my spot?” I asked the rutting pair.

“Yeah, I want to cum in this bitch’s ass” the charmer next to me said.

“What about your shirt? Thanks for that, by the way” said Leelah, now seeming totally in command of her faculties. I marveled at how quickly she was able to go from blissed out orgasm slut to logistical conversation.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m sure we’ll see each other around campus, and I’ve got plenty of other shirts.”

“I owe you one, then. I’d offer it back to you now but my plan was to catch up on my daily orgasm quota, and it sounds like this turkey wants to make a mess in my ass next.”

I laughed. “Good luck with catching up. I’d love to stay and help but I’ve gotta get this essay finished. I packed up my laptop into my laptop back and before I’d even made it to the door I could see that the guy had thrown Leelah over the side of the couch where I’d been sitting and was ramming his cock into her asshole. My shirt was still between Leela’s thighs, and I could tell that it was in for a messy evening.