Eric read it twice to be sure he was seeing what he thought he saw. He sighed again. His roommate’s dad was in town and crashing in their dorm. What a weekend for family visits? He wrote back and passed the note to Jessica figuring this was it.
Jessica passed it again: We’ll just have to get creative. We’re doing this no matter where we have to hide.
Eric smiled, crumpled the note, and nodded. Finally this is happening, he thought.
“Eric, bring that up to the front.”
***
Eric blinked and looked at Jessica. Her eyes were wide. Eric said, “Sir, are you talking to me?”
Dr. Whittle pursed his lips. “That I am. Bring up the note you and Jessica can’t seem to stop passing.”
If this were a high school or middle school class, everyone would be laughing and making fun. In Dr. Whittle’s upperclassmen university history class, everyone stared at their desks waiting for the man’s quiet outrage to pass.
“I don’t have anything, sir.”
“I’m not stupid. I won’t be treated that way. I will not be lied to either. You bring me the note or you and her can step out of my class for good.”
Eric looked at Jessica and she shrugged. She gathered up her things and capped her pen before standing up to leave. It looked to Eric like she had made her decision. He considered stopping her and handing over the note. Even if he read it to the class, it would just pump Eric up in the other students’ eyes. Whittle might still kick them out anyway. Jessica was the one with a reputation on the line and she was leaving. Eric could cave in and look like a prick for doing it.
He stood and crammed the wadded paper into his pocket. He gathered his things and followed Jessica out into the hall. She was already leaving the class behind.
Eric took a deep breath and ran to catch up. “Listen, I’m sorry about that. We can go to his office and apologize in a couple days. He’ll probably let us back in then, if we choose our words right.”
“Whatever is fine. It was my fault anyway,” Jessica said, “I was too horny to sit in there much longer anyway.”
“What?”
Eric pictured the drink in the bar unspilling itself like time was moving backward and the world was magic. She was still going to let him have her after he got them kicked out of class.
She took his books out of his hands and stacked them together in a corner of the hallway. She pulled him onward. He wasn’t thinking much of their notebooks in that moment.
“Which part do you not understand, Eric? We have waited way too long and I am ready to be good and fucked. You have to be dying to get off by now too. Right?”
“Right. Yes, but where?”
“You mean where am I going to let you stick it?” Jessica winked.
Eric smiled a shook his head. “Where are we going to go to do the sticking?”
“Let’s see if we can find an empty classroom.”
They worked their way around two floors and even with the evening classes and darkness setting in, every room seemed occupied like some kind of terrible, cock-blocking curse. Rooms that didn’t have classes had study groups or small faculty meetings. Didn’t these people have offices? Did they not have lives or families? Excuse me, gentlemen, Eric thought, may we have this room for a good fucking, please? Thank you all so much.
Jessica led Eric to a stairwell and stopped at the corner of the railing on the landing between floors. She turned and braced her ass against the rail
Eric stopped short and cleared his throat hearing the noise echo off the hard surfaces of the well. He looked up to the second floor door that was in view of where they stood. He looked down to the base of the stairs. He could see the exit sign glowing red and pointing to the first floor door, but not the door itself.
He looked back at Jessica and opened his mouth to speak. She leaned in and cut him off by kissing him on the lips. She leaned back and licked her lips before winking at him.
“Here?” Eric said. “You’ve got to be kidding.”
***
Jessica curled her fingers under the edge of her tee shirt, the one he had bought her in the bar, and slid it up over her stomach. She was fit, but her body was soft and curvy. The cheap, white outline of the band and the album no one would listen to disappeared in the bunching folds of cotton. The under side her breasts appeared and she paused. Eric stared with his mouth hanging open and Jessica laughed. She continued up showing pink nipples and then she rested the shirt on top of her substantial tits. She dropped her hands to her sides holding the rail she leaned on and let Eric admire her form.
That seemed to be all the answer she intended to give to his question.
He leaned forward and took her left nipple into his mouth. He licked and sucked. He pinched it between his teeth and pulled until she gasped. He returned to sucking. She wrapped her arm gently around the back of his head and her breathy moans echoed around them.
Jessica whispered into the echo of the stairs. “Softer.”
Eric obeyed and her moans grew a little louder.
She pushed at the side of his head and he moved to the other nipple. Eric brushed it with his open lips and let his breath puff out over her skin. It grew hard before he started twirling his tongue around it. He brought his fingers up to her other nipple still wet from his mouth. As he sucked one, he tugged and squeezed the other.
She whispered in a shrill huff of passion. “Harder.”
He did not know if she meant with his mouth or his hand, so he sucked and pulled harder with both. She bowed her head and groaned into his scalp, so he assumed she approved.
Her hand pulled at his shirt until it untucked from the front of his jeans. He thought maybe she wanted his cock out. He was hard and ready. If she wanted it, he was more than happy to oblige her. She pushed his hand away from his belt and gripped the front of his pants squeezing both sides of his cock through the denim. He moaned into her breast and sucked her harder as she held him.
Jessica loosened her grip only slightly and started stroking up and down his full length through his cloths. He switched nipples again. He sucked one and teased the other using his own, warm spit for lubrication.
Jessica breathed. “Oh, God.”
She clawed at Eric’s balls just hard enough to send a twinge of pain up through his body. Her nails clawed up over his cock replacing the pain with pleasure immediately. She raked over and off the head until her hands grazed his bare belly causing the muscles their to quake under her touch.
She flattened her hand and slid it with her palm against his belly down under her belt and jeans. He exhaled over her breast and pulled in his stomach to give her easier access. Whether she intended to or not, her hand slipped inside the waistband of his boxers as well. He held one nipple between his lips and the other between his thumb and forefinger. He was frozen as he focused on the sensation of her touch. Her fingertips contacted the head of his cock and his face tightened. Her fingers parted around it and she pushed her hand down farther sliding over both sides of the head of Eric’s cock.
The door to the second floor burst open with a crash. Her hand ripped up out of his pants giving his rock hard cock a jarring tug. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant even with cold fear washing through him from the surprise intrusion. Jessica yanked her shirt back down past his face over her tits.
Officer Shoal held his belly over his campus security uniform and shined a flashlight down at them. The stairwell was well lit, so the flashlight seemed pointless like most of what Shoal did around campus.
“What’s going on down there?” Shoal shouted.
Jessica took Eric’s hand and led him down the last flight of stairs to the first floor door. “Nothing. Just walking here.”
“Don’t let me catch you too fooling around now. This ain’t no whorehouse.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Eric called.
Jessica jerked open the door and they ran hand in hand laughing across the bottom floor. Eric made a move for the exterior doors. There was
a parking lot, woods, and secluded benches. He was ready to tell his roommate and his roommate’s dad to get the fuck out too.
Jessica pulled him the other way and they crashed through interior double doors into the music wing. All that Eric knew of in this section were the music professors’ offices. She led him down another hallway.
Eric heard pianos and saw students gathered in practice rooms working on pieces. Jessica found an empty one and pulled him inside. She pushed him back against the door slamming it closed and she turned off the light.
In the darkness, he felt around for a lock, but there was none. Her mouth found his and he forgot all about the lock.
Eric pawed her breasts over the tee shirt. He felt their weight and hardness of her nipples still standing up from the work he had done in the stairwell.
Jessica slid around and pressed her ass against his crotch. Eric took hold of her hips. His finger found the rough material of her skirt and the warm skin of her waist above it. He wanted nothing more than to yank the skirt and panties down in one motion before ramming his throbbing cock inside her.
She rolled her hips under his hands and ground her ass against the front of his jeans. He spread his legs wider apart and pulled her pumping ass tighter against his cock with his own ass pinned to the door.
He let go of one hip and ran his hand down her thigh nearly to her knee. He brought his hand back up along the inside of her leg. Damn, her skirt was high, he thought. He brought his hand up higher inside her skirt. He could not see what color her panties were, but he could feel they were cotton. Her pussy felt warm through the material. He heard her breathing rate increase. He worked his hand to the side and twisted his fingers into her panties from the side. Her pussy was shaved and her lips were as wet as he had ever felt in his limited experience. As he slid them up and down the length of her slit, her pussy felt creamy to him and he had a driving urge to taste her.
She pulled away from him. She was gone and he was alone in the dark against the door.
He heard a single low note play on the piano and he took a step away from the door in the darkness.
Eric felt her hands on his belt and he startled. She held tight and pulled him back forward. He reached out as his belt unfastened and she unbuttoned his fly. He could not find her, but when he lowered his hands, he found the top of her head level with his waist. She was on her knees in front of him. He held her head with both hands and whispered. “Oh, yes.”
She giggled as she unzipped him. Her hands spread his pants open and down. His boxers pulled down a couple inches with the motion. He felt her touch his cock through the cotton of his boxers. The opening in the front parted as she ran her hands over him. Her fingers went from cotton to flesh and back to cotton as she teased over the front.
The bill of her hat touched his stomach. She pulled the hat off and threw it aside hitting one of the walls. Her hair spread out under his hands and down around her shoulders.
The pressure increased and he felt her head move under his hands. He squinted in the dark trying to place the sensations. As her touch crossed over the opening in his boxers, he felt warm wetness. She was using her lips and teeth on him through his boxers. He drew in a deep breath.
She pulled his jeans and boxers down to mid thigh and his breath caught. Her hands reached behind him and squeezed both cheeks of his bare ass and he moaned. Her lips kissed and lightly sucked around the head of his cock, all around the shaft, over his balls, and back up his cock again.
Jessica twirled her tongue in a hot, wet circle around the head of his cock. He shivered with the sensations and the muscles in his legs quivered. She continued the motion, but slid her mouth further and further down his length. He thought she couldn’t keep going much farther. He grew dizzy and let go of her head with one hand and flailed for the wall to brace himself. He couldn’t reach it or find it, but his hand came down on the keys of the piano letting out one rough chord. Jessica laughed with a wet sound holding Eric’s cock in her mouth. She slid her tongue up and down the under side of his shaft and then slid the rest of the way down. He felt her nose on his stomach. He felt the tightness of the back of her throat around the head of his cock and her tongue underneath. She cupped his balls with one hand and gently ran her fingernails over them. His brain scrambled from all the sensations making his eyelids twitch. She bobbed her head on his cock going faster and faster.
He heard her choke, but she kept going. He realized he was pumping his hips driving his cock into her throat with added pressure. He made a choice to stop, so she would do the work. Jessica gripped his ass and pulled him to make him fuck her mouth again. He took the hint and let himself take up a motion that ran opposite of her to get the maximum sensation.
He groaned and thought he was about to cum. She pulled off of him and stroked his wet cock slowly. Her voice gurgled a little as she spoke. “You want to eat my pussy before you fuck me, Eric?”
***
He answered her by pulling her up by her shoulders and settling her back against the piano. The strings inside let out one sustained protest as her ass played several keys at once. He pushed her skirt up and jerked her panties down past her ankles.
She spread her legs bracing one sneaker on the bench and looped the other knee up over the end of the keyboard. Eric gripped the inside of her spread thighs. He drove his tongue in and lapped up and down her wetness. He found her clit. She made a V with her finger and exposed her clit to the full action of his tongue. He licked down and penetrated her with his tongue as deep as he could drive it.
Jessica twirled her fingers over the top of her clit as he fucked her with his tongue. Her other hand came down on four keys beside her. Jessica let her fingers dance over her pussy and over the keys letting out dissonant notes in the dark room.
Eric pulled his tongue out of her and widened it as he licked slowly up. She made the V with her fingers again to take his tongue over her clit. He fluttered his tongue over it and she moaned along with the strange music she was playing.
The door to the practice room opened and the light flipped on. A small girl with dark hair screamed and covered her face with her music book. Jessica jumped off the piano and pulled her skirt down. Eric realized his cock was hanging out, so he yanked up his pants and got about half zipped.
The girl called through her book. “Oh my God, this is where we practice. Our fingers go there. This is so unsanitary.”
“My fingers went there too,” Jessica said as she led Eric past the girl hiding her face in the book. Doors to other practice rooms opened and the couple charged down the hallway away from the commotion.
“They need locks on those doors,” Eric said.
Jessica laughed. “I left my panties in there. That music major will not be happy when she finally lowers her book.”
Eric laughed too, but realized he had never seen what color they were.
They turned a corner and tried a couple doors. Offices were dark and locked. One of the knobs turned and Jessica led Eric inside. The lights were off, but two florescent security lights provided enough glow for them to see it was the music library. Plastic files boxes held shelves and shelves of sheet music.
Jessica led Eric to the back and pulled up her skirt. She rested her ass on a shelf between musicals and spread her legs. “Take me.”
Eric took his cock out so fast he thought it was going to catch on fire from the friction off his clothes. He pushed up between her legs and Jessica guided him in.
“Do we need a condom?” Eric asked.
“I’m on the pill and you’re two pokes away from being a virgin.”
“Hey,” Eric started to protest, but she guided him forward by grabbing his ass and driving his cock into her up to the base. He forgot what he was going to say.
He started slapping against her and vibrating the entire shelf against the cinderblock. Boxes tumbled off on both sides of them spilling music out on the thin carpet.
“You have only been with two others, right?”
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br /> Eric said, “Yes, but how do you know that?”
She winked and pulled up her tee shirt exposing her tits again. “You have that sort of been-with-two-girls kind of enthusiasm.”
“I guess this makes three.” Eric grabbed hold of one of her tits and pounded into her harder.
Her eyes rolled up in her head as she rocked with his motion.
The shelf under her ass broke with a crash and the musicals dumped out around their feet. Eric caught one of her thighs holding her foot up in the air. She braced her palms against the wall behind the shelf and turned sideways, but he stayed inside her.
“Don’t stop.” She ordered.
Eric kept hold of her leg and hooked one arm under her side to brace her. He thrust hard into her jiggling her ass and bouncing her tits with each impact.
The door to the library opened and Officer Shoal’s flashlight crossed the room over their partially naked bodies. “Stop right there. You two are in big trouble for this.”
He flipped on the lights, but the fluorescents took a moment to flicker on.
Jessica and Eric pulled apart and ran for a side door without straightening their clothes first. Eric was sure this was going to be a closet, but they opened the door on another hallway.
Jessica slipped on the music pages and fell to her knees. Shoal ran up the aisle toward them between shelves. Eric pulled Jessica to her feet and braced a hand under her bare ass as they fled up the hallway. They ran through the only open doorway and found themselves between the stadium seats and the stage of a black box theater.
“Where now?” Eric asked.
“This way.”
She led him up the steps and through a small curtain. He saw light at the end of the backstage made from plywood shaped to look like a castle. Eric turned to run that way, but Jessica grabbed his elbow and pulled him back.
“I am so turned on right now. Fuck me right here.”
“We’re about to get caught,” Eric said.
She bent over facing the split in the curtains and pulled her skirt up further than it already was. “I’ll let you stick it wherever you want.”
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