Tabby entered the library. It was late and dark outside. Inside the building was full of light and quite warm. This was the best time to study, as there were never a lot of people about in the last couple of hours that the library was open. Besides Tabby knew where the quietest places were.
Quickly she walked through the entrance hall, past the issues desk and the stacks of reference books, past the low tables with rows of computers to the lifts. One of doors opened to her command and Tabby was soon on her way to the fourth floor. A penetrating ding indicated her arrival. Tabby walked out and went straight to her chosen spot. It was a secluded alcove with two sets of tables facing a large blank wall. Each table sat four people and a small aisle separated the two tables.
She was a little disappointed to see another person at one of the tables; usually this part of the library was completely empty. But it was just one person; a middle aged male, probably a lecturer. He was surrounded by paper and books and seemed very engrossed in the book he was reading. Tabby sat at the empty table and started to pull out her work.
The man at the other table looked up as her noise obviously irritated him. He seemed to lean back in his chair, waiting for the 19-year-old to settle. Tabby passed him a nervous smile as she organised her books. He returned the smile before resuming his work.
Tabby opened her textbook and leafed through to the section she needed. For some reason she glanced back at the man. He was holding his book in one hand and was leaning back in his chair. His other hand had disappeared under the table. Somehow he had a serene, contented look on his face now. As he watched him Tabby couldn't help thinking how he had rugged good looks. His skin was tanned and his hair was dark, graying a little at the temples. It was a Mediterranean look she thought without realising it.
For some reason her pencil slipped from her grasp and skidded onto the floor with a sharp crack. The noise startled the man who glanced across at the young girl. Tabby smiled, her face growing red.
"Sorry," she whispered as she got off the chair. He just smiled back. But his eyes followed her sexy round butt as she crawled under the table to get the pencil. It had rolled right to the back, resting against the wall. Soon she had completely disappeared beneath the table. Her nimble, delicate fingers reached the pencil and she moved her body around to come back out. It was then her eyes fixed on the man. His hand was grasping a huge hard, red cock. He was slowly rubbing it.
Tabby swallowed hard at the sight, both revolted and excited at the same time. The man looked so sexy it was hard to believe. Then she felt herself getting hotter as his hand continued to stroke his meat. Somehow she couldn't take her eyes off the sight of that big cock being tugged before her.
She could see the mans face, he was smiling to himself, his face red as he pulled on his cock. The sight was getting too much for the young girl. Her panties were feeling damp and her breathing was getting shorter. It seemed like she had been watching him for a long time when she decided to be bold.
Without a word she put the pencil back on the floor and gave it a push toward the other table. It rolled under the table and stopped about a foot from the man.
"Oh, bother," Tabby said, just loud enough to be heard. Immediately she started off for the troublesome pencil on her hands and knees. It surprised her that the man made no effort to cover himself, he just carried on as if he hadn't heard her.
Quietly she crawled between the tables and reached the pencil, only her hand reached a little higher. It touched his knee, moving along his thigh. The man let out a moan and stopped touching his cock. Tabby grasped the red pulsing meat and began her own rubbing. Gently up and down the hard shaft. Her red nails glinted in the artificial light. The man moved his legs apart to let her go between them.
Again he moaned as her hands moved to caress and massage his hard cock, one of her hands disappearing into his trousers to play with his balls, which she soon exposed. As he continued to groan she lent forward, gently kissing the tip of his red monster. As her soft, moist lips touched the soft skin of his head she used her tongue to lick at it like a lollypop. Then her lips parted, a little at first, then wider, her mouth closing over the hard cock.
The man let his book go with a dull thump as she sucked on his cock gently. She couldn't get her head to bob very well under the table, but soon she was letting the hard cock slip between her red lips. In and out it pumped, glistening with her saliva.
It was just as well the library was quiet as the noise of her slurping on the cock, and his moans would have attracted attention.
Tabby was getting hotter and hotter herself as she moved up and down the hard cock. A hand came down under the table to touch her cheek as she sucked harder and harder on the cock. It brushed aside her hair and gently teased her soft skin. It was getting too much for the hot 19-year-old. She stopped sucking, the cock popping from her mouth, and she crawled from beneath the table.
He took over tugging at his hard cock as the tall brunette stood next to him. She didn't say a word as she tugged at the zipper on her jeans. She placed her thumbs on either side of the blue denim and stripped them off, along with the pretty pink lace panties she was wearing.
Licking her red lips she moved to the table, pushing aside his papers and books. Tabby had long forgotten where she was as she lay back on the bare wooden table. The man got up, his cock clasped in his hand. His other hand outstretched toward the half naked girl.
Quickly he pulled her legs apart, exposing her red swollen pussy with its little mound of trimmed hair. He moved between her legs until his cock head almost touched her entrance. With one hand he started to massage her hard clit, his thumb pressing hard against it. Tabby moaned as he made her squirm with his touch.
Her pussy was so wet that he easily inserted a finger deep in her with one thrust. Satisfied with what he felt he moved further forward, his cock slowly pushing open her lips, stretching her pussy. Once again the young girl moaned, her face now very red. Then he pushed in suddenly. That was all it took to push her over the edge.
"Oh yeah," she called out. "God, yes." Her whole body shuddering. "Please fuck me."
He began pushing his cock as deep as he could. Sliding it into her. In and out he worked it. Her juice flooded out onto the table making it slippery. The two lovers slipped around a little. He had to hold her hips to keep her still. As he continued to plunge in and out of her she pushed her t-shirt up exposing her breasts in a matching pink bra. She began to play with them as he pumped harder and harder into her.
Then he pulled out of her, stepping back from the table. Tabby looked puzzled.
