It was during finals week, which was surprisingly only two weeks ago (it feels like it’s been forever), and the boyfriend and I were extremely stressed. It was either the Friday or the Saturday before the week of our really hard finals, and we had been studying for them so we didn’t get to have a lot of time together.
We were on our way to one of the university buildings (where they usually hold classes and lectures and whatnot, but at night students go to various buildings on campus to find a quiet and uncrowded place to study), planning to get in an hour or two of studying before relaxing and going out for the night. We had been talking and joking about having sex in one of the classrooms, and somewhere along the line it became a yeah-let’s-seriously-do-this-why-not?” type of thing.
So we find a huge classroom with one of the walls being windows to the outside. S asked me if this would work, and I told him no because people could easily see in.
“Aw come on, no one’s gonna come by here. Besides, we can always turn off the lights.”
I told him that I’d think about it and that we’d do it after studying. Well, during our studying, my fear was confirmed. Some girl knocked on the window and scared the living shit out of me. She was locked out of the building and had left something in the building. She was peering inside the window and saw me, so she knocked to get my attention.
“Yeah, no.”
After we decided that we were done studying, we left that classroom to find a more suitable place. Someplace more remote, where the chance of us getting caught was smaller. While I get that the whole having sex in public appeal IS the chance of getting caught, I did not actually want to be seen having sex and get the police called on me.
We decided on a small carpeted lecture room in the basement. There were doors and small window panes. We decided to do it on top of the table at the front of the room.
Let me tell you this: I have great admiration for porn actresses who can have sex and fake having fun on these hard table tops. They are definitely NOT comfortable and I realized this almost as soon as we started. I spent most of the session wanting him to finish quickly so that we could stop and leave. I was straddling him cowgirl style because the height of the table wasn’t right for the typical classroom sex position. As a result, my knees hurt the entire time.
Then S suggested that we move to the floor. Thank god. At least the floor was carpeted, if not really really dirty. Ugh ugh ugh. Okay fine. We move to the floor, and I rode him just the way I knew he liked it so he would cum faster.
“Wait, do you wanna slow down?” Hell no I don’t want to slow down. My knees are already getting carpet-burned! He came, and I was relieved.
It was not nearly as much fun as I thought it was going to be. I totally did not think of the fact that there was no comfy bed and that I’d have to be working with some hard cold table tops and some nasty floors. But we were able to cross something off our bucketlist. I’ve decided that more public sex in the future is not entirely banished, we just have to prepare better and think of better places to do it in.
Oh, and as we were getting ready to leave, we discovered that he had left his buttmark on the table.
