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I wake up some time in the morning. I’m alone in my bed. I look across the room and see Mark and Heather asleep under the covers on her bed. I decide I need a little time away from them to get my thoughts together. I grab my things and go take a brief shower. I pull on a pair of tight blue jeans, a thin white t-shirt and my favorite black leather boots. Because it’s getting a bit cool out these days, I also don my leather jacket. I finish getting dressed and quietly leave the room. Mark and Heather are still blissfully asleep. My head is full of thoughts, all of them spinning around. I keep thinking about Heather and all that I’ve experienced so far with her. Of course I can’t stop thinking about Mark either. There are just too many thoughts right now. I don’t want to go over to my boyfriends’ apartment yet. Seeing him will just muddle my things further. I decide to get some studying and class work done. I head out and walk to the library across campus. The long walk does me good. Fresh cool air and the sun shining help clear my head. I need to get my thoughts back to school work. I’ll worry about my personal life later. The library’s second floor is usually a quiet place to study. I’ll find a place to spend some time working on a research paper and get some reading assignments done. Hopefully that will take my mind off sex for awhile. Then again, I’m not sure anything is going to get my mind off that topic. I decide to give it a try though. After walking for awhile, I see the brick columns and vast expanse of glass, that is the front of the library. It is one of my favorite sites on campus. I always feel at home there among the books. I climb the steps and enter the front doors. Claire, a classmate is at the front desk today. I remember she works there part time on the weekends. I wave to her on the way in and she smiles at me and motions me over. We exchange some small talk and she remarks on how good I look. “Anna I could see your smile from halfway across campus. What’s up with you?” she asks. I know I have some color in my pale cheeks for a change. I didn’t realize I had been grinning the whole walk over. I tell her, “I am happy, it’s been a good couple of days. I’ve spent some time with my friends and haven’t been worrying about my studies.” “Well whatever you’re doing, keep it up. You really do look great.” Claire assures me. Thanking her I head up to the second floor to look for a quiet spot to study. It’s pretty deserted and I easily find an open desk and computer station. Spreading out my work I get down to studying. After a few hours I’ve put a dent in my reading and made good headway on a research paper. I need to take a break so I gather my things and head to the first floor. There is always something going on down there. Lectures, how to classes, competitions, movies showing , grad students conducting research polls, etc. You name it and it’s probably happening at the library. I pass a lecture hall and notice the sign outside announcing a lecture by one of my current professors. I like his classes, he’s got a sense of humor and always makes the topic interesting. I decide to go in and catch the last part of his presentation. I open the door to a darkened room. He’s showing some slides, so I just almanbahis şikayet slide into an empty seat in the back. I try paying attention to his lecture but my mind keeps drifting back to last night. I close my eyes. I can feel a bruise at the back of my neck from Heather’s small bites and my pussy is still sore from Marks’ thick cock. Unbelievably, I feel myself getting wet and aroused again. I’m starting to think there’s something wrong with me. I’ve never thought so much about sex in my whole life. I open my eyes and notice my professor is finishing up his slide presentation and is lecturing again. I start to look more closely at him for the first time. He has a good sense of humor and can make even a boring subject seem worthwhile. I’ve just never noticed his physical appearance before. He’s older than I am, maybe his mid forties, if I had to guess. He has short dark hair with some gray peppered throughout and what looks like a few days worth of facial hair. It too has some gray. I notice he’s wearing his glasses. He’s always joking in class about how much he hates having to wear them now. He says they represent getting older. I think they look quite good on him. Of course I’ve always had to wear glasses, so I think everyone should have to suffer the same fate. He looks up just then and catches me watching him. He raises a hand in a wave and I return the gesture. I’m flattered that he has recognized me from class. He’s usually wearing a button down shirt and jacket. Today though, he’s dressed in just jeans, a long sleeve t-shirt and leather boots. I remember someone telling me he rides a motorcycle. I wonder if that’s the reason for the boots. The more I watch him moving across the stage, the more attractive I’m finding him. I can see his muscles ripple under his shirt as he moves his arms up and down, gesturing during his talk. He must work out regularly, I think. I sit back and try to get something out of the rest of his lecture. My brain is refusing to cooperate. My eyes are drawn to his arms. A picture suddenly appearing in my head. My hands pulling that shirt off over his head and my hands feeling those muscles for myself. I begin squirming in my seat, pressing my legs together and breathing a little more quickly. I’m beginning to think I can be turned on by any male, or female for that matter. I couldn’t help but noticing on my way in to the library how pretty Claire is. She has beautiful red hair that curls around her head and deep green emerald eyes. That’s a thought for another day though. College is a time for learning and exploring new things. I’m learning so many things and not just in the academic realm. Eventually my professor finishes up his presentation and the lights go back up. Everyone starts packing up and leaving the lecture hall, filing out past my seat. I stay for now. I’m afraid if I get up, someone will notice the damp spot on my jeans. I really need to start wearing panties. I think I know now how guys feel when they get an erection at an inopportune moment. I guess I’ll just have to sit here and wait for everyone to leave. Soon everyone has gone and it’s just me and my teacher. He finishes packing up his things and looks up to see me still in the room. He gives me a smile almanbahis canlı casino and walks up the steps and sits down in a seat close to mine. “Hi Anna, it’s great to see you here today. I don’t think you’ve ever been to one of my weekend lectures. What brings you here today?” “My roommate had her boyfriend over and I’d thought they could use some time alone.” I tell him. I don’t think he needs to hear I had a threesome with them last night, and now I don’t know how to act around them. Just thinking about the look my professor would get on his face, hearing that bit of information, I can’t help but giggle a little. “What’s so funny Anna?” “Nothing, I’m just in a good mood today.” I smile at him. ” I haven’t had anything to eat yet, so maybe it’s just a hunger fueled laugh,” I tell him. “Oh Anna, it’s after lunch now, you must be starving. Why don’t you join me. I was just going to grab something on campus and I’d enjoy the company” “I don’t want to keep you from anything,” I answer him. “No you’re not. I was just going to head home, grade some papers and go over lesson plans. I really would love the company. I hate going home to an empty house now ever since my divorce,” he explains. I am hungry, I think and I don’t want to go back to my dorm right now. “I’d love to join you. It will be nice to have lunch with you. I just don’t want you to think I’m saying yes hoping for a better grade,” I joke. “You’re an excellent student, Anna. You hardly need any extra help from me. We’re both hungry and need to eat, so let’s go.” We leave the library together and head to the center of campus. There are always food trucks there and it’s still a nice day to be outside. A little cool, but we’re both in leather jackets and boots, so we’re comfortable. We get some food and find a bench and settle down to eat. We discuss campus life and my major and how I’m doing in school so far. I’m really enjoying spending time with him. He’s smart, funny and charming. The fact that he’s handsome doesn’t hurt either. Soon though, I tell him I probably should get going and try to get some more work done. He turns to me and tells me he can give me a ride back to my dorm. He knows it’s the one the furthest across the campus. “I don’t want to take you out of your way,” I tell him. “It’s not out of my way Anna. If you don’t mind, can I ask you a favor?” “Sure, ask away. You bought me lunch and listened to me ramble on. Anything I can do for you, I will if I can” “I rode my motorcycle to campus today and I’d love to take you on a ride. I miss having someone on the back of my bike. If it’s too much to ask that’s no problem. I’ll just drop you off.” When he mentioned his motorcycle I start remembering home. Most of my friends had bikes and I could always get a ride whenever I wanted. I realize I’ve missed those rides. “I’d love to go for a ride. It’s something I’ve always loved doing. I’m even dressed for it. I’m glad I’m wearing my leather boots and jacket,” I tell him. “Great, let’s get going then, I know the perfect road for a great ride,” informs me. We head to the parking lot where he’s parked. He has an extra helmet on the back of his motorcycle and hands it to me. I put it on and climb on the back of the bike. almanbahis casino I wrap my arms tightly around his waist. He starts the bike and we take off leaving campus. As we’re leaving, I realize my jacket is open and he can probably feel my hardening nipples through my thin t-shirt (no bra today). Mischievously I rub my chest across his back a few times. If he didn’t feel them at first, he can now. He turns his head slightly and I can see a little smile touching his lips. He turns back to the road, speeding up and leaning into the curves. I recognize the road now. It leads up to a large national park and forest. The road has a lot of curves and steep grades both up and down. I make sure my hands are gripping him tightly. I lace one hand over the other, brushing across his crotch as I do. I can feel the hard bulge his cock his making there. I wrap my hands together and smile to myself. I’m flattered that just the feel of my nipples on his back have made him hard. We ride for awhile. I’m just enjoying the wind and the excitement of riding again. I’m so lost in the ride, I almost don’t notice when he pulls into a small parking lot. This part of the park is never crowded and on this cool day no one is about. He turns off the bike and I suddenly realize I have let one hand settle into his lap. Just resting on that bulge. He gets off the bike and pulls off my helmet and taking both my hands helps me off. I’m blushing now, from the wind and embarrassment. “Why don’t we go for a walk?” I ask him, trying to distract him. Grabbing both of my hands he says, “I have a better idea Anna. I’ll race you to the first picnic table you find,” he suggests. Laughing, I answer him. “What do I get if I get there first and win?” I raise an eyebrow and look at him quizzically. “Winner’s choice, it’s always the winner’s choice. You can have whatever you want if you make it there first.” I pull my hands out of his and laughing, take off into the woods. I can hear his laugh follow me as he chases after me. We race in and out of the trees, just enjoying the fresh air and laughing together. Eventually I spot a table in a small clearing and head for it. Breathing heavily, I reach it and yell. “I won.” Catching up to me, he says, “Yes you have and now you can pick your prize.” He gives me his best charming smile. He really is so damn handsome. My mind is thinking so many things now. “I think I’d like a kiss for my win,” I tell him. “Excellent choice Anna, I’ve often thought about those lips. Ever since I saw you the first time in my class. Your lips look so kissable. The first time I saw them open and that laugh of yours come out. I have wanted to kiss you.” Grabbing him by the front of his shirt, I pull him to me. “You talk too much.” I bring my lips down gently onto his and let my tongue brush over his lower lip. Parting my lips our tongues touch for the first time. I can almost feel the change in the air around us as we kiss. When our tongues touch, he stops me. Placing a hand on either side of my head he whispers to me. “No Anna, gentle won’t work for me today.” Feeling a delicious tingling between my legs and my nipples standing even more erect, I agree with him. “No, I don’t want gentle either.” “Good.” he replies. “As long as we are both in agreement.” Grabbing me by the arms, he turns me around roughly. Whispering in my ear, “Remember this is what we both want and need.” Pulling off my leather jacket, he hikes up my t-shirt and brushes his fingers across both of my nipples.

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