My last relationship was pretty typical for young, adventurous people. We fucked whenever and wherever we could. Our sex drives were both high, which worked out well. Just for rough stats, I'm 5'2" and pretty tiny. He's 5'11" and quite a bit bigger. Perfect for being thrown around in and out of the bedroom…
On to the story, this happened in early September. We went to the university library one night around midnight to have our first study date. He led me to an abandoned row of cubicles against a wall, away from other people. He sat in the last cubicle and pulled me on his lap. Like horny teenagers, we started making out. He started to put his hands down my tiny white shorts.
"Want to fuck right here?" he whispered, teasing me with his fingers. I whimpered and nodded, a little scared but excited to fuck out in the open with people just around the corner. But he laughed and pulled his hand away. "Just kidding. I have to study."
Slightly embarrassed, I went to another cubicle in front of him to study. I concentrated on my work and got a lot done, but he kept calling me to come over. At one point, he told me to come suck his cock.