College Experience: The Library Couch (M/F) | 2016

I went to a liberal arts college on the East Coast...they weren't kidding about the "liberal" part. Unbeknownst to me when I decided to go there, the place was famous as a "lesbian school." Please note, that sounds considerably more awesome than it was. Despite what internet porn would have us all believe, the vast majority of lesbians are not interested in men at all. This made dating difficult for a straight guy, but VERY interesting at times (though those stories will have to wait for another day).

Anyway, I my sophomore year I met a girl named Maddie in a political theory class. She was a beautiful redhead with porcelain skin, great hazel eyes, nice legs, and a great rear. However, her best feature was her amazing (36 DD) rack. I cannot describe how beautiful it was, especially for a "tit guy" like me. I've always been partial to a nice pair, and Maddie's was simply amazing. They were obviously massive, but also perfectly rounded. Her breasts were also surprisingly perky for a pair of that size as were her nipples. Maddie was curvy in a decidedly non-thin way however, but I thought she was stunning. Despite my admiration though, she had somehow managed to convince herself that she was fat and unappealing (despite vehement objections from myself and virtually everybody who knew her.) At first I thought it was fishing for compliments, but over time it became clear that she had some body image issues. I foolishly though I could help her with said issues as I really liked the girl. We had several mutual friends who thought we'd be "cute" together, but I really didn't get on her good side until I saw her at a party. She was drunk to the point of talking like Yoda and being "harassed" by a pair of sorority girls who were insulting her weight ( I wasn't stupid enough to ask of course, but I'd guess she was about 5'10" and 155 pounds or so. She was by no means chubby...just tall, curvy, and not starving herself.) I asked her to dance (pointedly ignoring the sorority girls in doing so) and once we were free of them, I escorted her back to her dorm without incident. That's how I got her number. I called her a few days later, and she agreed to go pumpkin picking with me (it was October.)

Sadly, our dates were badly hampered by the fact that we both had roommates who utterly refused to leave the dorm (mine was more or less a Vulcan robot who had little interest in sex and hers was a religious fundamentalist), so our post-date activities were very mild and never got beyond making out. I, being a horny young guy, desperately wanted to have my way with Maddie for obvious reasons. I technically wasn't a virgin at the time, but my first time having "full sex" had been a rather miserable experience for everybody involved as I'd just BARELY gotten inside before....you know... and none of my other relationships ever got past the blowjob point. Let's just say I was rather lacking in experience and frantically wanted to be with Maddie physically.

Therefore, I concocted a cunning plan. I managed to borrow the keys to the department's library via the justification that I had some research to do. I'd heard from some older students that the library was the perfect place to hook up. It had an incredibly comfortable couch, was big enough where you could hear people come in and have some time before they could see you, and most importantly it was ALWAYS completely unoccupied over the weekend.

The very next Friday I took Maddie out to a nice dinner (which at the time meant Subway, look I was poor, don't judge me.) As soon as she saw the couch and heard how nobody ever came there she agreed that the library was a great place to explore each other's bodies further without pesky interruptions from roommates. It worked perfectly. Maddie and I had a great kissing session and I even managed to get a little bit of groping (done under what both of us realized was the flimsy pretext of a massage.) She even complemented my choice of venue.

For the next three weeks Maddie and I fell into a pattern. Ever Friday we'd get dinner and have a nice conversation. Then we'd head to the library and spend the next few hours feeling each other up and making out. As time progressed, our make out sessions began evolving into something more. We got more and more blatant about our exploration of each other bodies...we even stopped making excuses and just straight up felt each other up.

Then, on the fifth Friday, something amazing happened. About half-way through our normal make out session Maddie suddenly took of her shirt. To my immense delight, she wasn't wearing a bra. I was so excited that I hardly remembered to breathe...but I still had the presence of mind to look into her eyes and kiss her (nothing turns a girl off like rushing to touch her chest...especially if you are REALLY interested in touching her chest.) After pretending that I didn't notice for a while, (she later told me I'd been REALLY obvious about it and that it was "adorable") she smiled and said "Its ok....you can touch them." Immediately, I went to town on her amazing pair of DDs. I massaged them, I licked them, I sucked them, and I repeatedly told her just how amazing her body was. She certainly seemed to enjoy the attention...her nipples swelled and ripened until they looked hard enough to cut glass. I basically worshiped her magnificent chest for what felt like over an hour. Soon though, it was time for both of us go. As she was reaching for her bra she suddenly stopped and said "Oh hell, why not?" She climbed back on top of me, lowered herself, and permitted me to motorboat her. For a short period of time I was in heaven. After walking her home, I basically ran back to my dorm to frantically masturbate about what had just happened...and what very well might happen next week.

On the sixth Friday of visiting the library, Maddie removed her shirt right off the bat. After a particularly fierce make out session with both us nude from the waist up, she asked me where I thought "this" was going. Now for those of you who haven't seriously dated...the "Where is this going?" talk can be horrifying. Today, I'm a seasoned relationship/hookup veteran, but at the time I had no idea what I was doing. Heck, if I'm being honest, those four words terrify me more than any others; with the possible exception of "We need to talk." Looking back on it, I actually did relatively well by just being honest (I really was interested in Maddie for reasons besides her amazing body, she happened to be a very smart and fun girl who just happened to also have an amazing body. She was an excellent first "real" girlfriend.) The fact that she was half naked (and thus I was very distracted) actually ended up working for me, because I couldn't think clearly enough to tell a convincing lie. It turns out nice boobs are a very effective interrogation method.

Apparently, my answer satisfied whatever criteria Maddie was looking for. She smiled and literally said "That's a good answer." I laughed and asked "Do I get a cookie then?" She smiled again and promised that we'd make out and "see where it goes." To say I was excited by that would be an understatement equivalent to saying that an aircraft carrier is a "boat" or that Germany and the UK had some "unpleasantness" in the late 1930s. She climbed on top of me and we started making out. The fact that this beautiful girl was rubbing her gorgeous body all over me had me rock hard. Feeling this, she reached down, unbuttoned, then slid her hand down my pants. She'd clearly done this before, as she found my cock almost instantly and began stroking it through my briefs while continuing to kiss me. The sensation was amazing...Maddie giving me a partial hand-job felt substantially better than both full on sex I'd previously had and the few previous sloppy blowjobs I had received.

Seeing how much I enjoyed it Maddie leaned back on her knees and positioned herself straddling my legs. She then proceeded to remove my briefs. Seeing Maddie perched above me with her hands on my cock was unbelievably erotic and I had to struggle not to cum then and there. She looked down on my and whispered "I'd planned on going to go nice and slow...but I figured you deserved this." Maddie then spat into her hands...and began playing with my cock and balls. It was amazing. She was a master of getting me JUST to the brink of orgasm, then backing off. Whenever I was about to go off she seemed to sense it and would slow down. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and begged her to let me cum. With another gorgeous smile, she sped up her massage slightly and I went off explosively just as she clamped a tissue over my cock.

Being a gentleman, I immediately offered to finger her, but she insisted on keeping her skirt on for the duration of the evening. Therefore, I went back to "massaging" her magnificent naked chest with both my tongue and my hands. I pulled out every trick I knew and eventually got her pretty worked up. She began writhing in my lap, thrusting out her chest to get it closer to my mouth, and grinding her hiked up skirt against my fully exposed (and now very aroused) cock. Eventually, I thought I had her eating out of my hand, so I asked if she'd like to "go further." She shook her head and insisted on keeping her skirt on again. I was moderately crestfallen as I had never been hornier in my life up until that point. Thinking this incredible experience was about to end, I sighed, and commented that "I guess I should go deal with this then." To my surprise, Maddie shook her head. Upon seeing me perk up, she said "help me" with "that" if I agreed to answer some "questions." As I was incredibly horny, I agreed.

Maddie grabbed my cock again and began giving me a slow handjob. As soon as I started getting into it she asked "What's was the first thing you noticed about me?" Without missing a beat I lied "Your beautiful hazel eyes." (I had previously been told by a friend ALWAYS to compliment a girls eyes above all else.) She stopped the handjob, then began it again...only this time going MUCH slower and whispered "Liar. I know damn well its my breasts." I acknowledged that she was correct and resolved to be truthful in future questions.

The next question came soon after: "When did you first masturbate about me?" Upon seeing my look of horror at the question, she said "Not if....when."

So far, honestly had been a good policy in dealing with her, so I honestly answered "Two days after I met you."

This caused Maddie to step up both the speed and intensity of the handjob. Her next question was "How often do you do it?" I honestly answered "2 to 3 times a day. More if I saw you that day."

For my honesty, Maddie wrapped both of her hands around my cock and began pumping it hard and fast. I began to feel that tingling sensation in my balls. She followed up by asking "What do you fantasize about when you masturbate? Please be detailed." Seeing an opportunity I described my fantasy about getting a blowjob from her to get my cock nice and slippery...then fucking her enormous tits until I covered them with cum.

After hearing it described, Maddie looked right into my eyes and licked my cock from balls to tip. She pulled back and whispered "A blowjob I can do."

She wrapped her hand around my shaft, and guided my cock into her mouth with her eyes locked on mine. I've said this before, but I always love it when girls stare at you when giving blowjobs. She cupped her lips around my shaft's head, swallowing the first drops of pre-cum. She then began to truly suck me off. Her head began bobbing up and down and I felt her tongue caress my cock. I was stunned by how good she was. As I felt my balls swell up and knew I didn't have much longer. I gave her a warning, but she utterly ignored it and took the entire ensuing explosion of cum into her mouth. After swallowing a mouthful of cum, Maddie lay down beside me on the couch and we cuddled.

When I walked her home she dropped the ball on me. It turned out that she was going to study abroad in the United Kingdom the following semester. To put it mildly, that made me a rather sad guy. I only had 3 more weeks with her until she'd be gone for six months. I was determined to make the most of them.

Despite the UK thing, I was determined that I'd have my way with Maddie. I had never wanted to be with someone physically as much as I wanted her. Since there wasn't much time left in the semester, I scheduled another "date" with her for that coming Friday. Then I went to work. Over the course of the next week, I went through what can only be described as a sexual training montage...right out of a bad 80s movie. I read everything I could find on the internet about pleasuring a women and I talked to female friends (many of whom were gay) about what they liked. I was determined to pleasure her so thoroughly, that she'd remain interested in me post sex.

Dinner that Friday was a nerve wracking affair. Neither of us touched our food and we spent the majority of the meal looking at one another trying to figure out how far the other was interested in going that evening. After we finished, Maddie and I headed towards the library. We started making out on the couch, but it was obvious at a glance that both of us were nervous about what would happen next. I groped Maddie for a bit before working up the courage to remove her shirt and bra. Immediately, I went back to work on her tits and continued sucking and massaging them till her nipples were hard enough to cut glass. Then, I slid my hand up her skirt. She looked suspiciously at me, so I winked and said "I figured I should return the favor and go down on you." She smiled, sat up, and spread her legs wide open. I knelt in front of the couch, pulled her panties off, and slid two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. Maddie tensed as they entered her...looked up at me and whispered "I need more."

I pulled off the last vestiges of our clothing and positioned her body so that her legs were spread and her pussy faced away from the couch. I knelt between her legs and began to eat her out. It was my first time ever really doing that to a woman, so apparently it wasn't exactly amazing, but she seemed to enjoy it regardless. After a few minutes, and some content moans from Maddie, she moved up and said "Lie down on the couch and close your eyes."

With my eyes tightly shut, I lay down on the couch. I felt her move to straddle me. As soon as she was on top of me, she grabbed my cock. At first, I though I was getting yet another handjob, but then I felt her hips rise. Before I knew it, Maddie had sunk down onto me and impaled herself on my cock. She was warm and deliciously moist, and her core enveloped me until she was all I felt. I gasped, and my eyes flew open. Maddie was the picture of erotic beauty, her hands tangled in my hair as she arched her back, her hips rocking against mine in slow, wide circles. We hadn't even started screwing and I was already close to going off. Then, a flash of terror went through my head....I wasn't wearing a condom. I somehow managed to gather the presence of mind to tell Maddie this, but she just smiled and said "I'm on the pill...but try to hold off."

Then, I was unable to help myself any more. I reached up, and let my hands rest upon her breasts, squeezing and kneading them in time with her movements. She let out a deep moan in response. Hearing that sent another spike of desire straight to my balls...I almost came right there...we were only a few minutes in and already I could barely take it. (Before you laugh, please remember this was my second time having "real" sex and the first time SUCKED. I also wasn't wearing a condom.)

I vaguely some TV show, and started thinking of the most disgusting things I could...but unsurprisingly...that barely slowed my thoughts down. I began thrusting up with her every downward stroke, and our rhythm started building until I literally saw stars. I cried out "Maddie" as she increased the pace. Partially sitting up, I wrapped my arms around her waist (if they were on her breasts for another second, I would have cum.) One of my hands splayed across the width of her back as the other came to rest at her ass. I started gripping it tight with every frenzied thrust. I felt my balls begin to swell up and moaned "Can't hold it." I tried to pull out, but she was on top of me and just kept going. I cried out again as I came inside her with a vengeance. Maddie went back to making slow wide circles with her hips. Then, she just leaned down and said "You're not getting out that easily." With her breasts in my face, I simply couldn't help sucking a nipple into my mouth and grabbing her other tit. I sucked on that nipple greedily as she let out a soft moan.

In minutes I was hard again...and I felt the way her walls clenched around my cock. I knew she was close. I pulled my hand and mouth from her amazing chest and lifted my hands to cup her face. Our eyes locked, and before I knew it, her lips were on mine. "Please," she whimpered against my mouth as her hips started moving vertically again..."I need this… I need you." THAT got me fully hard again.

We began rocking together with a fiercer determination than before as she leaned towards me. "Fuck! (My Name)!" she screamed as her entire body tensed up in anticipation of her orgasm. I latched my mouth on to the side of her neck and grabbed hold of her breasts. It wasn't long before the frenzied pace of our fucking finally came to a head. Maddie let out a string of curses as she came. Her entire body trembled as I held onto her and I felt her pussy do that pulsing thing girls sometimes do when they get off. She then gradually slowed down, which compelled me to do the same, even though I was still rock hard inside her.

With a groan and a soft "plop" Maddie lifted herself off of me. I stared down at her used-looking pussy as it dripped my cum all over the library's couch. Maddie pointedly glanced down at my cock, which appeared to me soaked with her juices, but was still incredibly hard. I sat up and pulled her towards me again to lock lips. After a short make out session, she pulled away and asked "Was I as good as your fantasies?" I nodded vehemently and said "Much better." She bowed and said "You weren't bad yourself...for a newbie." As my metaphorical feather began to get ruffled, she laughed and commented about how she'd hate to have me walk back " in that state."

Seeing the opportunity, I agreed. Maddie motioned for me to sit back on the recently vacated couch and knelt down between my legs. She kissed me again and said "I think you cock is already lubricated enough" then she wrapped her magnificent rack around it. Her tits were heavy and full, but seemed to me to be remarkably perky. Her Hershey kiss shaped nipples were a light rosy shade, and her areolas were round as a circle. The most perfect breasts to ever exist were wrapped around my cock and the ensuing sight was more beautiful than anything I could imagine. Then, Maddie started bouncing her breasts up and down....the result felt amazing.

Maddie looked up from her "work" and whispered to me "Do you like them? Do you like having your cock between these?" I let out a grown along the lines of "It feels so good." The soft and bountiful flesh drowned and surrounded my entire cock imprisoning me in her monster mammaries. I felt every throb and every jolt sent through my cock as she bounced those big breasts violently and created a little corridor of cleavage for my cock. Soon the speed began to increase as she kneaded her orbs upward, desperately trying to coax the semen from me. I knew it wouldn't be long before she succeeded.

I felt pressure and tightening of my balls begin to build and my muscles began to lock. The cum was boiling in my balls, begging for release....I stiffened...and realized that I was about to go off. Maddie obviously saw what was going on and said "Go ahead...Aren't you going to cum for me?"

That pushed me over the edge. It was almost as intense as going off inside her. I shot myself between her breasts and pretty much covered her rack with the white stuff.

She stood up, grabbed a nearby paper towel and cleaned herself off. We put our clothing back on, and left the library, locking the door behind us. I escorted Maddie back to her apartment and went inside with her, just to cuddle. The next day, I returned to my room a changed man. I honestly hadn't known sex could feel that good (again, BAD previous experience which is much more sadly amusing that sexy.)

Maddie and I went back to that room every chance we could that semester to fuck each other brains out. It was a truly amazing time in my life. Sadly however, the end came around. Maddie and I mutually broke up before she left for the United Kingdom. I saw her again when she came back, but that's a story for a different time.