The Library

Thumbing through cliche scenarios in your head, for some reason you land on the library as the best place to start. You weren't going to question it much so you turned on a dime and headed in that direction, following your dick like a divining rod.

After exiting your dorm and walking down the quad a ways, you come to one of the library's entrances. It's a massive building with several floors, and a subbasement full of study rooms and reference materials. You hadn't spent much, if any, time here back in school. As such, as you enter, you simply begin to wander around, scanning your surroundings for a muse to inspire you.

It doesn't take long to find her: a cute, mousy looking brunette, sitting alone at a long table with a frustrated look on her face. You head over to her, and take a seat in the adjacent chair.

If she realizes you're there, she doesn't react at all so you take the chance to give her a good once over up close. She was a very small girl; slim, and short and petite like a gymnast. She was wearing a yellow tank top and tight fitting jean shorts. As short as she was, she still had amazing looking legs that you could easily imagine wrapped around you like a life preserver. She had cheeky hazel eyes, fair skin, a freckled face and her shoulder length auburn hair held back in a rough ponytail.

"You look like you could use some help?" you ask, as she jolts her out of her studious trance.

She sighs and rolls her eyes, apparently no stranger to lazy come-ons. "Listen, unless you have all the answers for my take home psych exam, then I'm not interested."

"Well, lucky for you, I actually do," you confidently lie, immune from consequences.

"Wait, seriously?!" she asks, gaze immediately softening. "You have the answers to this test?"

"If it's Psych 101, then yeah," you reply, bullshit falling freely from you now. "They re-use all the tests every year. I kept the answer key and sell it to freshmen."

"Oh my God, I'll pay whatever you want, please," she asks, hands clasped. "I just cannot fail this test. Like, at all."

"$500, then." You hold out your hand expectantly.

"What? $500? I don't have that much," she whines. She puts a hand on your shoulder and flashes her doe eyes at you again. "Can't you bring that down a little?"

Just the right amount of desperation, you think. "Alright, how about a blowjob then?"

"WHAT?!" she loudly replies, pulling back and attracting the attention of several other students nearby.

"I said..." you begin in a whisper while leaning in close, "how about a blowjob?"

"You're serious? You want me to blow you?" she asks, frowning.

"Yeah. I'm horny, you're cute and ****. Makes perfect sense to me," you offer with a shrug. "You blow me quick, get what you need and pass your test."

She considers it for a moment with pursed lips before sighing. "Yeah, OK. I'll do it."

"Perfect, let's go get some privacy," you say, rising from your seat and grabbing her by the wrist. You pull her from her seat and drag her along behind you, moving quickly to a nearby study room. It's a small room with a just a desk and a chair, made for students who need the extra privacy for whatever reason - and prime real estate for risky hook-ups. You close the door behind you and plop down into the chair. "So, let's get this going...um..." You'd gotten this far without ever needing to know her name.

"Katie," she says.

"Katie!" you repeat with overflowing excitement. "Let's do this!"

Katie quickly gets down on her knees between your legs, hands neatly folded in her lap. You push your sweatpants down to your ankles, shuffle them off and kick them away. Your dick stands at attention, pointing straight to the ceiling. It's comically large in comparison to her tiny face, almost seeming to cast a long shadow.

"Alright, go ahead and earn those answers," you say, leaning back with your arms behind your head.

Katie takes a deep breath with both hands gripping your veiny shaft. Stacked on top of each other, they barely manage to cover half of your dick. But with a determined look in her eyes, Katie opens wide, and takes you in, gagging almost immediately.

"Fuck, I've never sucked one this big before," she candidly admits leaning back to reassess her challenge as you get your ego and your dick stroked.

"You'll figure it out," you reply, reaching a hand to the nape of her neck and pulling her forward.

"I -MMMPH!" Whatever she was going to say is lost to history as your dick cuts her off. She slurps loudly as stretching her mouth so wide induces heavy drooling.

"There you go baby, make it worth it," you quietly whisper with a contented smile on your face.

GACK GOCK GOCK GUCK GUCK! Katie loudly chokes on your thick cock, letting the blowjob get as sloppy as necessary as drool drips from her mouth in all directions. Your cock is a wet mess with foamy bubbles forming as she quickly bobs up and down. Even more drool drips down onto her tank top and soaks it in no time causing the tight fabric to stick to her tight torso. Her tiny tits are clearly outlined as you reach down to gently tweak her nipples through the shirt. A small puddle begins to form on the carpeted floor as it drips in long threads from her chin.

You clearly picked the right stranger as the blowjob prowess was obvious. Katie's technique clearly communicated her pole-smoking expertise despite her initial hesitation. You could only hope that every girl you encounter on this reunion tour could suck dick this well. She popped up off of you, sucking so hard that a loud POP! could probably be heard through the door. She voraciously continues to devour you, licking up and down your shaft while loudly slobbering. "Ugh, I love this big fucking dick!" she hisses with a naughty smile.

"Katie, fuck. Don't stop sucking!" You've kept your hands to yourself up to this point, but as you creep towards the finish line, you start to lose that control. Placing your hands on Katie's head, you start to push her down, feeling the tip of your cock bump up against the entrance to your throat. "Fuck, take it! TAKE IT!" Paying no attention to the volume of your voice, you start to aggressively fuck Katie's face.

"GUCK GUCK GUCK GUCK GUCK GUCK GUCK," comes Katie's only response. Hands gripping the hem of her shorts tightly, she lets you take control as her abs flex in exertion.

"GOD YES! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUUUUUUUCK!" You give her absolutely no warning as you start to blow your load. The first volley smacks against the back of her throat as you release her head. Flying backwards, she catches several more ropes with her face, covering her nose, chin, and cheeks. "Ugh, oh fuck, Jesus!" she exclaims, trying to block what remains with her hands, unsuccessfully. You blast her chest and tank top with your last remaining spurts, completing the picture perfect facial for the young undergrad.

"Ugh, I'm covered! How am I supposed to leave like this?! People will see!" she yelled, hands frozen at her sides.

You bite your lip to keep from laughing. You hadn't really thought that far ahead. Of course, it couldn't be too hard to find someone to clean her up. And making her walk through the library covered in your cum could be a good way to find a willing volunteer....