Would you dare to have sex in a public place? Would you be able to maintain relationships in a library bathroom? Sometimes taking a risk can help rekindle the passion. This erotic story proves it. 
My best orgasm in the library
- It’s raining. The drops fall slowly through the window. It is winter and it is cold although my body burns inside. Tomorrow I have a literature exam and the notes are piled up on the table. My head is torn between continuing to study Charles Murkowski or letting myself be carried away by the passion and the fire that is hidden under my panties. Finally temptation overcomes the pulse. I pick up my mobile phone, open WhatsApp and write a message to Pablo. “I’m in the university library, I want to see you.” It doesn’t take more than a minute to answer me: “I get dressed and I’m going there.”
- My heart starts pounding and my mind plunges into a million obscene thoughts. I remember the other day at his house: his body next to mine, he slowly unbuttoning the buttons of my shirt, eagerly licking my breasts, me riding him to the rhythm of the chords of Pink Floyd’s ‘Shine On You Crazy Diamond’, his song favorite. No one had ever turned me on so much. I turn on even more.
- “Hello”, Pablo interrupts my thoughts. He pulls up a chair and sits at the next table. He takes the notes out of his backpack and places them on top. He is so handsome. That tight shirt and boxer shorts peeking over the edge of the jeans… I can’t wait to take them off.
- We both try to concentrate on the studio knowing full well that sooner or later the ecstasy will break out.
Sex in an unexpected place
- I look sideways at Pablo. He is also looking at me. His eyes run over me with desire, from top to bottom, stopping at my cleavage, delighting in my legs. I feel a chill in my lower parts. Suddenly something brushes against me. It’s his hand. His fingertips rest on my knee and creep up over my stockings. The breath is agitated. The gasps multiply as his hand moves closer to my sex. I feel like I’m going to explode. His index and middle fingers reach the height of my clit and begin to caress it slowly. I cannot anymore.
- “Pablo, you have to stop, they’re going to see us,” I tell him. He gets up from the chair, turns to me looking at me with desire and says: “I’m going to the bathroom.” It is quite a declaration of intent.
- I get nervous, I’ve never done anything like that. I have never done it in a public place, but my desire to feel him inside me can do it. I wait for five minutes sitting in my chair, my legs shaking and recovering from the excitement experienced just a few seconds ago.
- When I consider that enough time has passed, I get up and also go to the bathroom. There he is waiting for me, ready to savor every inch of my skin.
Sexual ecstasy in the bathroom of the university
- As soon as we bolt the door, Pablo begins to kiss me, to devour me. He runs his tongue around my neck, he takes off my shirt and continues to lick me until he reaches my nipples. There it stops for a while, bites them gently, sucks them. A moan escapes me.
- My hand slides to his pants, I notice it bulky. She undid the button and pulled down the zipper. His penis is released, getting harder and harder, about to burst. She began to masturbate him, first slowly, then quickly, then again slowly. I notice how he gets hotter and hotter, he’s about to cum.
- Invaded by desire, he turns me around, lifts my skirt, pushes my panties aside a little and penetrates me without stopping. I support myself with my hands on the wall. Pablo grabs me by the waist with one hand and massages my clitoris with the other. In a matter of seconds I will touch the sky with my hands.
- Suddenly, we notice how someone enters the bathroom. Pablo covers my mouth with his hand so that my gasps cannot be heard, he continues penetrating me more slowly this time. The disease grows. They are going to catch us, but we are unable to stop.
- The door is heard closing, we are alone again. Pablo speeds up the pace and I can’t take it anymore, I explode with pleasure and empty myself completely. He chums three seconds later.
- An orgasm in the library as perfect as the poetry of Charles Murkowski. Now it is time to go back to the studio. We have an exam tomorrow.