Monica (see previous story) and I had been together for about six months, since our first time together we had been fucking like rabbits. We both lived at home with pretty strict parents so most of the time we would end up getting hot and heavy in the back of my car, or in a secluded spot at the park, at friend’s parties, hell even the public pool once. She was insatiable – we’d find every opportunity to get each other off, and were getting more and more daring and public.
Because of all the time we were spending together and fucking we had been doing it was safe to say I hadn’t been to class much during the semester and had a lot of catching up to do. I hadn’t been the star student I had hoped, but I was good at cramming for exams so was hoping to scrape through for exams. It was the week before my exams started so I devoted myself to camping at the campus library so it would be impossible to be distracted. The previous week I had tried to study at home but had failed horribly as any time my parents were out (most of the day, as they worked) Monica had been over. And when she wasn’t over we’d frequently be on the phone to each other telling each other what we were going to do to each other when we saw each other, which almost always turned into phone sex.