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The Carrel

by blackbird2612 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

We're in Cornell's Olin library, a huge concrete breadbox of a building with 7 floors. It's about 9pm on a Sunday. Just enough people in the library to make things interesting. Taking the elevator to the 4th floor, we tumble out and look hastily around for any observers, our hands all over each other. You're wearing a skirt that goes to about mid-thigh, and...

Research Assistance

by keynon314 on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The knock on the door reverberated through the library carrel. The carrel had been quiet as a monastery. The only sounds were the rustle of pages or the soft tapping of laptop keys. There it was again, politely insistent, daring him to ignore it. But this time, Dan opened the door. "Excuse me," Alice said, pushing the black glasses unconsciously up her sma...

Teyla

by Teyla on Apr 29, 2025

Bonjour, je suis Teyla, j'étais une étudiante de 19 ans spécialisée en chirurgie esthétique, qui comme toute étudiante devait gagner sa vie pour poursuivre et obtenir mon diplôme mais aucun job ne permettait de gagner assez pour le permettre. La prostitution comme beaucoup d'étudiantes avec ses dangers et ses risques ne me tentait pas je préférais me renseig...

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Origins Pt. 04

by ButchB46 on Sep 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

This is a continuation of Origins Parts I-III The hard fucking of the day before coupled with the cool fall weather allowed me to sleep as soundly as I could remember, and I woke energized and ready to start a full teaching day. I quickly showered, blendered a power shake and left for my study carrel in the library. I bought a large coffee to go at the Unio...

Research Assistance Ch. 02

by keynon314 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

When Dan Freeman opened his library carrel door the morning after his rendezvous with Alice, the tight space made him feel even more claustrophobic than usual. The room, if you could call it that, had always been small: 7' x 5' with a low slung ceiling. It was more of a janitor's closet than an office. In other words, it perfectly matched his lowly status as...

The Institute of Technology and Science Pt. 06

by DDDDave on Apr 3, 2018
Erotic Couplings

The Re-return of Jillian By DDDDave "Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) She stood at the doorway to my old carrel. She couldn't stand IN the door way, her boobs were too wide! Obviously fake, they were the size of over-inflated basketballs! I didn't think she could fit into the...

Origins Pt. 05

by ButchB46 on Sep 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

This is a continuation of Parts I-IV Phyllis had been much drunker than I, and after our unadorned, lusty fucking back at my place, we both fell into a pretty deep sleep. I say unadorned because as a rule the relationships with the Pub barmaids didn't involve oral sex. Our leaving together was closely watched by socially inept horndogs too bashful to approa...

The Horny Goddess

by ainu2 on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

I was in the college library, using what I guess are called carrels, relatively private rooms that aren't quite rooms, more like cubicles. You can hear slightly what is said in adjacent carrels but normally it's so quiet or barely audible that it doesn't matter. This time, I had reached a spot in my studies where I stopped to mull over what I had just read....

Fanny Hill Comes Again

by jcleland21 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

He was deep in the stacks tracking down a book for his term paper in Nineteenth Century Novels when he heard the soft sigh. Or was it a soft moan? He kept searching down the aisle for the call number. Then he heard it again, as his eyes found the right number. He pulled the monograph on nineteenth century erotic photography in London off the shelf. He le...

The Library

by jodarby on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

It was late on Friday night. I was on the seventh floor of the library doing research for my thesis. The place was deserted. The library isn't normally very well populated on Friday night, but this was the Friday before Fall break. As a result, the whole campus was empty -- especially the seventh floor of the library. I was looking forward to a productive e...