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   Study Partner


   Jessica gazed restlessly out the library window, her books
lying open and forgotten on the table in front of her. The
object of her gaze was a particularly gorgeous young man who
was sitting on a bench outside the entrance, apparently
waiting for someone. She sighed deeply as the wind played with
his wavy blond hair. Smiling dreamily, she began to imagine
herself as the wind; teasing and caressing his body with her
faint, gentle touch...
   "What's up with you today, Jess?" Her study partner Vicky
asked, looking up reproachfully over her glasses. "You've been
sitting there daydreaming for almost ten minutes."
   "Nothing," Jessica slowly answered, reluctantly coming back
to reality.  Her eyes crossed momentarily as she noticed an
errant lock of hair that had fallen across her forehead, and
she brushed it behind her ear with a slight frown. "I guess
I'm just not in a studying mood."
   Vicki turned, quickly spotting the young man that Jessica
had been watching.  "Hmm, I can see why," she said 
sarcastically.  
   "Seriously," she added, nodding toward Jessica's forgotten 
textbook. "You'd better study. If you get lower than a 70 on 
the test tomorrow, you'll have to ace the final if you want to 
pass."
   "I know, I know." Jessica turned her attention to her 
Calculus book, trying to put a lid on her hormones. Her first 
quarter at college was turning out to be tougher than she had 
expected, and she didn't have any time to waste on 
daydreaming. But, being seventeen and away from home for the 
first time, she had begun to feel a few pangs of loneliness. 
Vicki had become a good friend, though they rarely had any 
time away from their studies to actually do something fun. And 
all the good looking guys... 
   "You're doing it again." 
Jessica came out of her thoughts to see Vicki looking at her 
sternly. With her blonde hair tied back tightly and her gold-
rimmed glasses, she looked to Jessica like a young schoolmarm 
chastising an errant student. This brought a smile to 
Jessica's lips, but she quickly frowned as she remembered her 
dilemma.
   "Damn," she said in frustration, resting her face in her 
hands. "I'm never going to pass Calculus at this rate. My mind 
just keeps wandering off." 
   Vicky shrugged apologetically and started gathering her 
books.  "I wish I could help you, but I have a class in a few 
minutes. Good luck."
   "Thanks," Jessica said ruefully. "I'll probably still be 
here tomorrow." As Vicki walked away, Jessica gathered her 
determination and threw herself at her books once more. 

   Slowly, painfully, she muddled through it. To her dismay, 
she discovered that she was even further behind than she'd 
thought.  By the time she felt as if she might actually have a 
chance at passing the exam, it was already after ten, and her 
section of the library was practically deserted. There was 
only one other person in sight, a dark-haired young man 
sitting a few chairs down on the other side of the table from 
her. She hadn't even noticed him come in.
   As Jessica stretched and rubbed her eyes, he looked up from 
his notes and smiled.  She smiled back. His face was pleasant 
and he wore a pair of round rimmed glasses. He looked like the 
quiet, studious type.
   She was about to ask him what he was studying when he 
suddenly knocked his pen off the table and ducked down to 
retrieve it.  She waited a few moments for him to reappear, 
but he didn't.  She frowned, beginning to wonder what he was 
doing down there.  Then she yelped in surprise as something 
suddenly brushed her thigh.
   Jessica looked down, and felt a surge of near panic as she 
saw him kneeling at her feet with his face only inches away 
from the crotch of her jeans. He pressed his finger to his 
lips, indicating for her to be quiet. Before she could react, 
he pressed his face to her crotch and exhaled deeply, the 
warm, moist air blowing through her clothes and sending erotic 
tingles over her sensitive skin. 
   She stared at him in stunned disbelief. Her instinct was to 
get up and leave, but she felt frozen to the chair.  He 
nibbled lightly at the front of her jeans with his teeth, then 
started mouthing her groin through the material, his eyes 
looking up questioningly into hers. 
   Though she was still a stranger to sexual intimacy, it was 
obvious what he had in mind. She was shocked by his boldness, 
but she was also acutely aware of the warmth of his breath, 
and the gentle touch of his mouth through her clothing. She 
wavered.
   He appeared to sense her indecision, and he reached up with 
his hands to slowly glide them across the tops of her thighs. 
She felt herself growing warm, and quickly looked around the 
room to see if anyone else was there. The library was as 
deserted as ever. As she felt his gentle kisses along the 
inside of her jean-covered thigh, she surrendered, allowing 
her taut muscles to relax under his touch.  In a few moments 
his fingers were moving over her hips to the fly of her jeans, 
slowly unbuttoning them as he exhaled hotly over her awakening 
sex. 
   As he reached the last button, Jessica lifted her butt from 
the seat so that he could pull them down, not quite believing 
that she was actually doing this. The young man slid them to 
her ankles and she sat back down, the chair feeling cool 
against her bare ass. She realized with an embarrassed shock 
that her panties had come off as well. What was she getting 
herself into? She felt her face burning, and she sat up in the 
chair with her elbows on the table, trying to look as normal 
as she could in case anyone came in.
   His hands went to her hips and pulled her to the edge of 
the seat.  She could feel his warm breath again, this time 
directly on her skin. His lips brushed against her, and she 
gasped in pleasure as his warm tongue began flicking over her 
labia. The sensation was breathtaking.  His tongue was soft 
and slippery, and she trembled involuntarily as he licked up 
and down the length of her slitted opening. 
   She could feel the lips of her sex swelling and parting 
under his eager attention, and she gasped again as his hands 
crept up under her shirt. He moaned quietly as his fingers 
found only bare skin, his hands cupping her breasts and softly 
but firmly squeezing. She had ceased wearing bras some ago as 
her breasts were rather small, and the sensation of his touch 
on her aroused skin sent a warm shiver through her body. She 
gasped, her stiffening nipples aching delightfully as they 
were gently crushed against his palms.
   Jessica silently prayed that no one would come in. Even if 
they couldn't see under the table, she knew that she must look 
as if she was having a heart attack or seizure. 
   His tongue lightly flicked her clitoris, and she whimpered 
and bit down on her bottom lip to keep quiet. Whoever he was, 
he was good. That or she needed it so badly it felt good no 
matter what he did.  He swirled his tongue around her clit a 
few times, then sucked the entire top half of her pussy into 
his mouth.
   After a few moments of dizzying pleasure, Jessica felt her 
orgasm approaching. It built up stronger and stronger until it 
suddenly burst, rushing through her in an explosion of pure 
ecstasy.  She groaned loudly and began bucking her hips on the 
seat; unable to control herself as the most incredible orgasm 
she had ever experienced blossomed from the mouth of a 
complete stranger. 
   Through a blissful haze she could feel her vulva 
contracting wetly against his mouth, his lips sealed tightly 
on her vagina as he continued to softly suck and lick her. 
Finally, after several breathless and exquisite moments, her 
senses began to return.  She felt him give her quivering sex 
one final, lingering kiss before he disappeared again under 
the table. Dazed, she watched as he stood up by his original 
seat, quickly gathered his books, and walked away without a 
single look in her direction.
   Jessica fell back in her chair limply for a short time to 
catch her breath. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest, 
and her hands trembled as she pulled up and re-buttoned her 
jeans. All she thought about as she recovered was that she 
didn't even know his name.
   She had just gathered up her own books when a librarian 
walked by, announcing that the library was soon closing. As 
Jessica was about to leave, she glanced down at her chair and 
was embarrassed to see a noticeable wet spot on the seat. She 
pushed the chair in, then shouldered her bag and quickly left.
   She walked the short distance to her dorm in high spirits, 
feeling better than she had in a long time. That was one very 
weird experience, she thought, wondering why the young man had 
left so quickly. She would've liked to know more about him.
   When she got back to her room, Jessica tried studying 
again. She was pleased to find that she had no trouble keeping 
her attention on her books.

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