Study Break

Contributed by Val

My wonderful roommate, Bethany, was going on and on about some sexy guy she had met at a party the night before. Again, I hadn't gone. Although I was now "socially acceptable" in the eyes of my roommate and had been invited, I declined. Midterms were upon us and I had opted to study and pass my classes. She was heading out for another one and my eyes were aching from staring at the pages in philosophy book for so long. I needed a change of scenery other than the dorm room.
     So I grabbed my notes and textbooks, threw on my coat and headed for the library. Claiming a table on the second floor, I dumped my things and plopped into a chair. I glanced around at the tables around me, wondering if there was anyone around I knew. My lips curved into a smile as I saw a familiar pair of green eyes looking at me. It was Damien. It seemed that we had been running into each other since our meeting in the shower. He actually was turning out to be a nice guy. He waved and I walked on over to where he was sitting.
     "Ah. Having fun, I see." I asked as I crossed my arms over my blue sweater clad chest. Although I dressed for comfort, I knew that I looked good in my dark blue low riders, sweater and black boots.
     "Oh, sure. a blast." He rolled his eyes and gave a laugh, gesturing toward the books on the table. I reached for the book and flipped over so that I could see the title.
    "Modern interpretation to philosophy?"
    "Afraid so. and Dr. Floyd is the worst..." He gave a nod and wrinkled up his nose in disgust.
    "I have to agree with you on that one. That's what I'm attempting to study, keyword being attempting." We both laughed.
    "I know the feeling. Hey, why don't we attempt to study together?"
     "Sounds like a plan. I'll go grab my stuff." I gathered my things up and joined him at his table. We spent the next forty-five minutes discussing and attempting to interpret philosophy. I watched as he raised those arms of his to stretch, the muscles straining against his tight black sweater. A mischievous glimmer entered his eyes as he gave me a small grin. "You know, I think there's a book on the third floor that would really help us out."
     "Oh, really?" I replied, my lips curving into a playful grin. The third floor was code for the make out section of the library.
     "Yeah. Want to help me find it?" He pushed back his chair and stood up.
     "I probably should. We don't want you to get lost now." I got up and followed as he led the way toward the steps. We were passing the study corrals when I had an idea. Trying a door, I found it to be unlocked and no one inside. The study corrals were the size of a small closet with a shelf for a desk and a chair. Individuals who wanted their own personal space to study used them. I tugged on the back of the black sweater, pulling him into the empty one with me. Pulling the door closed, I locked us in. I didn't bother to turn on the light, figuring that the light that filtered through the eight inch windowed part at the top of the door would be plenty.
     Running the tip of my pink tongue over my lower lip, a few fingers slipped under the waistband of those tight blue jeans of his, tugging him toward me. A light of surprise filled his eyes at my actions. My lips met his in a hungry kiss. As he returned the kiss, my lips parted. The tip of my tongue massaged against his lower lip. He opened his mouth as his tongue rubbed against mine. We continued the kiss for a few more moments, our tongues playing and rubbing against each other.
      My fingers against his bare flesh under the top of those jeans, I rubbed my fingers slowly as I broke the kiss. I undid his pants and slid them along with his boxers down a little way. He merely watched as I pushed him down into a chair. He gave me a killer smile, knowing what was in store for him. Running my fingers lightly over his body, I kneeled on the floor before him. Taking one ball in each hand, I rolled them around as my lips placed a few kisses along the inside of his left thigh. My grip on his balls became a bit firmer as I massaged them. Taking his left ball into the warmth of my mouth, I moved my right hand to his side as my fingers on my left hand continued to work with the other ball. My fingers on his right ball moved to the base of his shaft as I stroked the area
around his base. I heard a low moan escape from his lips. I stopped sucking on his left ball and shot a sexy wink at him.
   "Shhh.. We are in a library after all." I whispered playfully to him, my warm breath washing over his flesh. My mouth was near that cock of his which was rising to the occasion. Licking my lips once again, they parted the tip of my pink tongue ran lightly over the head of his penis. Moving my tongue in a slow circular motion, both hands found their way back to his balls as I massaged them once again. I heard him grunt somewhat quietly as my lips enclosed about his head. Welcoming that hot hard member into my warm mouth, I continued the massaging with my tongue. I worked my tongue along the long length of his shaft, taking him deep into my throat.
    I slowly moved my head back sucking as my tongue still worked on him, letting his length slide out of my mouth partially. Taking him back into my mouth, my lips traveled that trail along his hard dick until he was deep in my throat again. Moving my head back, I started the rhythm up as he fucked me in my mouth. I could feel him thrusting against my face and the pressure as he placed a hand on the back of my head to keep my close to him. I was getting into it too. I could feel myself growing damp as I pleasured him.
     Hearing a noise at the door behind us, I froze with his cock in my mouth. My baby blues met his green gaze. I could hear his breathing and feel my heart beating wildly in my chest. Neither of us spoke or moved as we listened.
     "My study corral is locked. I have to get the librarian now." We heard a nasally voice whine from the other side of the door. As soon as we heard the sound of footsteps moving away from the door, we both got up quickly. Damien looked to be in pain as he pulled up his boxers and those tight jeans. I unlocked the door and crept on out of the study corral.  Reaching the table where our things were, I started to gather my stuff up. A minute later Damien showed up and picked up his books as well. Leaning close, I whispered in his ear, "Why don't we finish studying in my room?" Throwing on our coats we exited the library and headed for our dorm.
    Bursting into my room, we threw our books, coats and clothes on the floor by my bed. Tumbling into my bed, we threw the covers over us. I was proud of the boy; his erection had stayed through the whole five minute walk back to the dorm. I climbed on top and lowered myself gently as he guided that hard dick into my wet, waiting pussy. We both let out a moan of relief as our bodies were joined. He placed one hand on each side of my slim waist to give me a little extra support as started to ride his shaft. The squeaking of the bed springs caused us both laugh. Our study break at the library had brought him so far already that I knew he probably wouldn't last long. I placed my hands on his shoulders, leaning forward just a tad for a slightly different angle.  I continued to ride him, his hips thrusting in time with mine. He was trying to hold out as I rode him hard. He groaned as he shot a load into me. My own sweet juices mixed with his as I let out a low purr sound from my throat. I felt him cum again in my wet pussy. Our bodies stopped rocking as we breathed heavily. I climbed off carefully and situated myself on the bed next to him.
     He brushed a few of my sweaty bangs out of my face and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. Resting my head on his chiseled chest, my lashes fluttered in a blink as I let out a contented sigh. He played with my hair as we laid there quietly for a few moments.  Finally, he spoke up,    "Thanks for the study break."  I lifted my head and smiled up at him. His green gaze capturing my baby blues.
   "Thank you as well. I think we both needed that." I passed a hand through his short blond spikes, somewhat matted now from sweat.
   He nodded slowly with a pensive look on his face, his fingers still twisting in my long blonde curls.  His lips parted as is he was going to speak, but then closed quickly as if he was going to change his mind.
    "What is it?" I questioned tentatively. He smiled as he focused on my face once again.
    "I was just wondering about something Lizzie." He paused a moment before continuing on. "Do you take study breaks like that with a lot of guys?"
     I tried not to laugh. He actually wanted to know how many guys I was sleeping with. "Why?" I managed to get out.
   He looked rather serious as he spoke. "I was just wondering because, because I don't." I found that hard to believe from such a sexy guy.
    "You serious?" I didn't need an answer. His facial expression was clear to read: he was. "Well, actually if you must know.." My voice quieted down slightly as I spoke. "No, I haven't taken any study breaks like that with anyone, but you." My cheeks reddened at my admission. He wrapped those muscular arms around me and hugged me to his chest.
    "How would you feel about making that kind of study breaks exclusive to just the two of us? You know I won't take any with anyone else and you won't take them with anyone else." 
   "Hmm. just you and me?" I asked, making sure that I really understood his suggestion. He nodded. "Sounds great." Leaning toward each other, our lips met as we kissed softly. We were still kissing softly when the door to the room opened and the light came on.
   "Lizzie, you missed an awesome party, but the hot guy wasn't there tonight. Someone said his name was Da-" My roommate stopped talking when she saw Damien and me in the bed. Damien waved and smiled as if there was absolutely nothing to be embarrassed of. "Hey Bethany.."
  She was speechless for the first time as she turned and walked out of the room. Damien and I laughed as we got up and got dressed. The study break was officially over now.