I wrote about some of my favorite quickies in a different story, almost as an ode to the quickie and it’s place high on my personal list of exhilarating moments in life. I wanted to divide my stories of favorite moments with one focused on the events and circumstances leading to it. For this chapter I wanted to focus more on a favorite location. We all have certain locations that bring out the best in us. A location that makes us continually happy to be there, or just brings a level of peace. For me, one of these places I discovered in my college days, attending a large state university in the heartland (although it is also considered a “southern” school). To this day I love being on this campus. The architecture of the older buildings, the park like setting with the hundred-year-old trees, mixed with the sound of water fountains everywhere.
Most of the buildings on campus, whether new or old, has been designed to feel like the campuses of Oxford and Cambridge in England. One of the common statements made by new students and first-time visitors is the campus, in particular the original library and student union, feel like Hogwarts. This campus in the fall truly has a magical feeling to it when the trees explode in colors of orange, yellow and red and the landscape is covered in fall mums. The original library on campus is the showpiece, the architecture gothic in its design. The wood paneling is everywhere, the intricate design of the scroll work on the windows on every door. The gargoyles and stain glass on the outside provide a surreal scene on a fall night as the amber glow of lights behind the stain glass look like something out of a fairy tale. The main reading room in the library is a large room, with the windows reaching about three stories high, and flying buttresses abound across the length of this basketball court sized room.
Just off this room are the original floors of the library, each containing rows and rows of iron adorned shelfing, filled with books that are decades old. This section is about 8 stories high at the top, with several alcoves and small study spaces abound. The lighting is always on the dimmer side, most of the lighting also being much older but the amber glow really does add to the ambiance. The smell of old books mixed with old wood is very soothing to me. It always amazed me how most students did not study here, as they preferred the newer study areas in other parts of the library or in the Union. To me this will always be one of my favorite places I will have ever spent time in.
I was with Mandy, the woman who is now my wife during this time at school. Both of us have a possible unhealthy obsession with fall. Certainly, it was then and remains to this day our favorite season of the year. The library was open 24 hours a day so we often would study together in the library, sometimes late at night if we both worked earlier in the evening. One study trick that helped me is to take a break every hour for about 10 minutes. Usually this meant I would go walk around somewhere to stretch and refocus. One autumn night we were both studying late into the evening. We were getting close to midterms and thus the study time had picked up considerably for both of us. Between school and work we were finding it hard to find time for each other as a couple, and at this stage of my life going a week or two without sex felt like an eternity.
It was on this night that I am having a really hard time focusing on anything other than realizing how much I want Mandy. Unsure of her reaction, my desperation for her is overriding my fear of both rejection as well as getting caught. I look over at Mandy and ask if she could use a break and wanted to take a walk with me? She responds that she could and so we get up and walk to the outside of the reading room we are in. We walk over to a different section of the library where the university operated coffee store is in the basement. We grab a beverage, then start to walk back towards the reading room. I suggest we take a detour and then walk up the stairs a couple of levels and I take her through an unmarked door that leads into the original library stacks. Mandy looks at me and says I had no idea this was here. I mentioned there was several, somewhat hidden passages in the old part of the library and there were also some very cool study spots. I suggested since we had to finish our beverages before we could go back into the reading room that we should do some exploring.
Mandy agreed so we walked around a few floors until we came to a small table with two chairs in front of a gothic, stained glass window. The window overlooked one of the large garden areas on campus with a large water fountain in the middle. We both comment on how pretty this is as Mandy reaches her arms around me to cuddle up and take in the moment. I look down at her and ask if she is regaining her energy? She tells me she is getting there, and I suggest I have a better idea to help both of us wake up. Giving me an inquisitive look, she asks me what I have in mind? I take her coffee, set both of our drinks on the side of the table, then pick her up and set her on the table so that I am now in between her. I lean down to kiss Mandy and after a minute or so I comment that we have not had much time for each other, and we are way too young to be having that problem. Given how much we love this place and it’s a great fall night we should take advantage of it.
Still not sure how she will react, she makes this intrigues “Mmm” sound, says that could be fun and leans in to resume kissing me. I’m not going to tell anyone this was an intense, passion filled moment similar to the moment between Diane Lane and her lover next to the stairs in the movie Unfaithful (side note – this is one of the most erotic scenes in modern film history in my opinion). The moment did involve me going down on Mandy while she was sitting on the table and ended with me sliding in and out of her while she remained in the same position, pulling out to release on her stomach. It was a spontaneous, intimate moment that began my love for this type of sexual adventure. It also began what would become a favorite pastime for both of us over the course of an academic year.
Many an evening at the library involved exploring different spaces and sometimes new positions. We discovered the thrill of hiding between stacks of old books, Mandy on her knees taking me in her mouth. It was here that we discovered the erotic joy of Mandy facing one of the small, stained-glass windows, her hands placed on either side of the gothic stone while I would slide in behind her, my hands gripped firmly on her hips thrusting in and out of her. The table where we first experimented became a favorite, as it was the perfect height for me to go down on her as well as for me to slide into her, facing each other, where her legs could wrap around me and our lips would lock through each other’s orgasm’s. It was also this spot that we discovered the reverse cowgirl position, with me sitting in the chair and Mandy sitting on my lap grinding against me while one of my hands was free to work on her womanhood to help her climax.
In our junior and senior years, anytime Mandy had a presentation where she had to dress up in some sort of skirt or tight dress, I could never focus in class knowing we would meet up at the library later in the day so I could essentially ravage her from the anticipation. To this day the combination of her in a skirt or dress, pantyhose or thigh highs, in the library mixed with the smell of hundred-year-old mahogany wood and thousands of books is an intoxicating memory. Years after we graduated, we would sneak back to our favorite hiding places in the library after football games to celebrate “our way.” Thankfully most students are not hanging out in the library on a Saturday evening, so we never felt the concern of being caught. Life moves on and we have not attempted that (nor had the opportunity) in well over 15 years. Anytime I walk onto that campus, into a library or old bookstore, er even just the changing of the colors in the fall it brings back the memories of our escapades at school that always makes me smile.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qo8qd2/favorite_quickies_part_2_mf
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