Reading one of Guinevere’s stories about jilling off in the library at law school reminded me of a wank I had under similar circumstances. As an aside, if you haven’t already, check out her treasure trove of stories. Always hot, well-written, and often deal effectively with the nuances of horny minds…
Anyways, I was researching late one night in the library of the law school I was attending at the time. I was beginning to lose interest and my mind started slipping away from the economic consequences of torts to the superb face-sitting/wanking session I’d had that morning with my wife before heading off for classes. The memory of her very hairy, wet cunt and big tits was getting me hot and hard and I decided I should get a nut. There was almost nobody in the place besides me.
Then I heard the voice of Val, one of the librarians. It sounded like she was on the phone and I moved to a carrel closer to her open office. Now, Val was really good at her job but she was definitely a hard-ass about trivial library rules and tended to get upset when people ignored or downplayed her concerns. I peered over the top of the carrel at her and was treated to the view of her adjusting her large breasts under her top. My semi-hard cock went full boner as I speculated on how saggy they might be when liberated from their confines, whether she shaved her pussy, whether she liked anal…general academic stuff like that.
I moved to the side of the carrel away from Val’s office and reached into the stacks for a law tome. Ah yes, a Supreme Court Reports from a few years back. I opened it at the middle and lay down the volume on the carrel work surface. I glanced again at Val and wondered when her full lips had last engulfed her husband’s cock before moving out of view and lowering my jeans and underwear enough to grant access to my throbbing member. I lubed my glans and shaft with my pre-cum and started a fast, furious stroke - I was super-horny and also worried about being interrupted before I could conclude my legal arguments/ejaculations. Within seconds I hosed down the open SCR with four or five spurts of hot, creamy jizz. After I recovered from my spurting pleasures, I pulled up my garments and went back to my original carrel, but not before taking a final gawk at the huge wad of goo I’d shot all over the book and desk. I collected my stuff and left, waving goodbye to Val in her office as I walked out the door.
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