Even after a few weeks at college I was still finding my feet. I had made some new friends, but the place itself – it was so big! I wanted to knuckle down and, being a bit of a nerd, decided to get some books on English grammar. I had only been to the library once and then it had been locked. One girl told me that it was a good place to study because so few people went in. Mobiles and iPods were strictly prohibited. I opened the heavy glass-panelled door and walked in. It had a slightly musty smell, the sort you only get from books. It was a huge place with row upon row of shelves and a bank of computers down one side. I walked over to one of the consoles and ran my fingers along the keyboards. The monitor sprang into life and I was treated to a beautiful image of David Beckham and his trademark stubble “Hmmm yum!” I said out loud. I looked round but the library was empty. I tried to use the PC, to see if I could find something on Erzurum Escort my subject, but it was password protected. “Stupid computer!” I said, and continued on my mosey round. I went to the reception desk, but no one was home. I decided to wander around the volumes myself, hoping to work out where the English language section was. As I went between the aisles of books I was faintly aware of an odd noise. It was a sort of stifled, breathless grunt. As I passed geology and made my way towards chemistry the sound grew louder and louder. I turned a corner and there, sitting with his back to me, was a guy blatantly pulling his wanger. He was leant over a magazine and I could see his elbow going up and down frantically. He was clearly enjoying whatever was the subject of his fantasy. I hid at the end of the row, peeping from behind the wooden book case. He was murmuring something, but it was inaudible, presumably Erzurum Escort Bayan some sexy thoughts that were fuelling his sneaky wank. As I leaned on a sturdy encyclopaedia, my hand slipped, sending the tome crashing to the floor! The guy looked round and there was a look of shock and surprise in his face. “Ooops!” I said. “How long have you been there?” He asked. He was clutching his cock and doing his best to hide the fact that he was knocking one out. “Long enough!” I said. I smiled and walked towards him. My pussy was moist. There is something very erotic about watching a guy jerking off. “Don’t mind me,” I said, trying to see what was in his magazine. “I…I’m sorry. I’m blue-balled from last night. I’m so sorry!” “Don’t worry, it’s OK,” I said. The guy was quite handsome. I didn’t think he was one of the tutors. I thought he must have worked in the library itself. “Will you carry on?” I said. Escort Erzurum “What?” “Carry on… stroking yourself. It turns me on.” “I can’t do that!” He said. “‘Course you can!” “I can’t!” I was wearing a short lemon dress, and I think my bra was just visible through the thin fabric because I noticed his eyes kept going towards my boobs. I pulled up a chair and sat opposite him. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Phil… it’s Phil.” “Well Phil, you know what would really turn me on?” “No?” “If you sit there and continue with your wank, while I finger myself.” “Really?!” “Yes. I would love that!” “OK…ummm what’s your name?” He asked. “Danielle. Come on before someone comes!” He was slow to respond, so I pulled my dress up to my waist and opened my legs. Phil immediately looked down at my pussy, which was barely hidden by my panties. I looked down and could see my own swollen pussy lips eating the cotton of my knickers. I put one hand inside and slipped my longest finger into my vagina. My pussy was wet to the point of being gooey. I allowed myself a gentle sigh as my finger rolled up and rubbed against my clitoris coating it in my girly juice. For a few moments Phil just watched me, ravishing me with his eyes.