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Almost 20 years ago I was at university and in the middle of my first relationship.

Rachel (not her real name) had taken my virginity as a freshman. And she was intent on educating me sexually and exploring her adventurous side.

She had long auburn hair, hazel eyes, high cheekbones and full, pink lips. She was tall, tall enough that she felt self-conscious about it but she shouldn’t have, she was still around 6 inches shorter than me (though I’m pretty tall). She had the best, most rounded, fullest, perkiest breasts I’ve ever had the pleasure of sucking on, a flat stomach (but still enough to grab a hold of), and long, long legs.

She had a thing about sex in public. We did it a few times outdoors. But the hottest thing was in the library. This was a massive place, with around six floors of books, tables and individual study stations – metal units which lined either side of the building on certain floors. Each unit had a bench (wide enough for one or at a squeeze two), a desk, and on the outward facing side a window looking out to grassy areas of the campus.

Rachel had got horny af talking about how she wanted to be fucked in one of these and planning it. I was to set up my work in one and actually work like I normally would. At some point she would call me and I’d say where I was. She would wear a tiny little cheerleaders skirt with no panties, and high heels. She’d come in, without a word, give me a blowjob and sit on my cock and ride, facing away from me. That was the plan.

The day came, and we followed the plan. When she called I have to admit I was literally shaking with nerves and excitement. I was only 19 and still pretty inexperienced. This was a really hot scenario and I wasn’t sure I could contain myself. There were around 60 of these units on my floor, 30 either side, and I wondered there were maybe 2 or 3 of them occupied, some way away from me.

I heard the distant clack of her high heels after I heard the elevator doors open. Closer and closer. I knew the ones she was wearing – black patent leather, that she’d wear on the handful of occasions as a student that you’d dress up – Christmas or Summer Balls or when you’d have an eminent speaker in to give a lecture. I knew what was gonna await me. I knew every inch of her long, creamy white legs, her calves and thighs, which I knew she’d have close shaved and moisturised specially for today. I couldn’t wait to kiss her and pull her top down, pop her nips out and suck on them, waiting for her to take my cock in her mouth.

The steps got closer and stopped a few units away. She was checking the unit numbers against what I’d told her. Her steps continued, slowly, toward mine. Til her amazing legs came into view. The veiny tops of her feet, her luscious legs, rising to a butt-skimming pleated skirt, at about my shoulder height as I was sitting down.

Without a word, I ran my right hand up her right leg, from her calf right the way up… she’d shaven her pussy, and it was wet. I gave her slippery clit a few gentle rubs and I saw her eyes roll back as she closed her eyes.

I ended up standing up, undoing the fly of my jeans, and turning around so I was perched on the desk, and she sat on the bench. She gave me a blowjob, but I couldn’t get very far because I was too worried about others walking past.

Then I sat down and she sat on top of me. I was good with this – yes it looked like we were being very familiar but lots of new couples at university were touchy, and you couldn’t see that I was actually penetrating her because her skirt covered it. It just looked like we were having a flirty study session.

We grinded and eventually I came inside her (she was on birth control). She stood up and held her hand under her pussy to catch any drips, of which there were several. A lot came out… she raised her cum-drenched hand up and licked it off, reaching down again, and again, making sure she had it all so it wasn’t gonna drip out as she walked out. We left together and I have to admit on the escalator down I felt her inner thigh as she stood a step of two above me, and it was just covered in slippery cum. She took my hand and licked it.

The same girl once called for the University staff to inspect her dorm room, something to do with a damp spot or something. We fucked right before they arrived, and I came inside her. She had on a long beige skirt that she’d lifted up to fuck. She let it down, and my cum leaked out of her. She answered the door after they knocked and I could see immediately that she had a wet mark under her ass, clearly my cum dripping out of her pussy, growing by the second, as she turned her back to me to show the two people the thing in the corner of the room. I got up and basically stood right behind her the entire time with my arm around her, acting like the supportive boyfriend. When they left I told her about the stain and she looked at the inside of her skirt, it was just thick white semen. We laughed about it and fucked again! Ah, student days.

I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed remembering and writing.

NSFW: yes

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